A new blog, a new me! (hopefully haha)

Just minutes ago, I was watching this video on youtube, and it awakened an old dream of mine: my dream of being in Japan. Actually, I dreamed of being an exchange student in Japan. And I dreamed of being born in Japan, or having a vacation in Japan. But what I ultimately wanted to do is to experience their culture, and to be able to wear Japanese high school uniform. I think their high school uniform is awesome, and I like to experience flying sakura blossoms here and there. No joke!

I like the idea of walking to school while wearing those black or dark blue long-sleeved, handsomely collared uniforms. And I like to visit their temples, and just experience being with their people, and to go to places that are really beautiful and captivating.

When I was a child, I had this book regarding cultures and customs, and that is the very title of the book. And aside from that I also was able to find this book about Japan with more details and pictures of it (it even had their story of how the world was created, like their version of the Creation, and Malakas and Maganda), and the pictures of the places there, the people, their clothes: they really captivated me, and since I was a child I wanted to be there.
I even had this idea before that maybe if I was born there I would fit in better because of my asian looks, and that maybe I'd have a better life there. hehehe


more:
fashion in japan dot com - trendy clothing
fashion in japan dot com - young clothing
japanese streets dot com

**paunawa: like what they instruct us in taking calls:
don't assume.
understand what the customer needs.
check what type of customer you are handling.**


i find myself looking at your pictures
and i smiled a couple of times
from one after the other.

you were always someone i looked for
and looked at
when i proceeded to my little space at work.

and i liked the way you looked
and how you look like
it was effortless yet captivating
you captivated me
and perhaps some others there
and that one lucky person that is rightfully yours.

don't know if you're aware
or even have the idea
but every time you speak with me
i was always wondering
i was always hoping for something more
more than the kindness i get from you
more than the sincerity you show me
more than what we are

i should stop looking at your pictures now
it only makes me wish of things
that wouldn't even happen.

you're taken now
by someone you chose
and i hoped that it was me instead.

but not anymore.

i never even knew you deeply
and that's the reason why.

yes, you are hot.
you have great hair and a hot body.
so what?
why even bother talk to me
if you'd just leave me hanging when i ask you back?
when i just wanted to ask you the reason?
so what if i only invest around three hundred
on my cellphone load?
so what if i did want to speak with you somehow?
so what if you ignored me after getting what you wanted to know?
so what?!

don't you even dare
just even once
to try to speak with me, then end it just there.

i'll delete you.
i'll make sure that i'll never look at your friendster again.
you don't even have a multiply account,
no blog,
and you're not even here!
so why should i care about you?
why should i think about you?
i just hate feeling this way.
i felt so violated,
crushed by what you just did,
intentional or not.
but whatever,
i'll just forget you.

**just a note: mababaw lang to. so don't speculate anything grandiose or something.**

My ID is gone! errr...well, not in a bad way. I surrendere it yesterday afternoon while accomplishing the clearance form and exit interview form. Before leaving the house I had this hunch that it's going to be taken, so good thing I took a picture of it hehehe.

And why did I take a picture of it?
1) It's the ID of my first job ever.
2) I like my picture there. I never had an ID with a good picture on it, and for me this is one of the best ID pics I had.
3) As a remembrance.

Here it is:

*sigh* *sob* goodbye ID! hehe