big girls don't cry

...

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry

The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay

...

~ Fergie

head over feet...

9 years and 6 months ago, this song faintly crept from joanna ang's room into my mind...

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I had no choice but to hear you

You stated your case time and again

I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess

I'm not used to liking that

You ask how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me

Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are

I couldn't help it

It's all your fault

Your love is think and it swallowed me whole

You're so much braver than I gave you credit for

That's not lip service

You are the bearer of unconditional things

You held your breath and the door for me

Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met

You're my best friend

Best friend with benefits

What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before

I've never wanted something rational

I am aware now

I am aware now

~ Alanis

You know you're getting old when... (shamelessly grabbed from MAC) =P

Mac! I just had to copy this! Mega in-denial na nakaka-relate na ako. LOL! xD

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1. Your houseplants are actually alive.

2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question.

3. You keep more food than air in the fridge. >> and you learn to cook too, something that is actually edible

4. 6:00 a.m is when you get up, not when you go to bed.

5. You attend weddings instead of debuts. >> at mga binyag

6. There are fewer people in the office you call kuya or ate. >> and more people call you ms... or ma'm... (sarap sapakin)

7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of “hook up” and “break up.”

8. You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14.

9. Jeans no longer qualify as “dressed up.”

10. You’re the one calling the tanod because those %&@# kids next door won’t stop the party at 3 AM.

11. Your titos and titas ask you when the wedding is >> everytime they friggin see you. and not only that, they tell you to hurry the hell up para di mapanis ang mga egg cells. geeez. talk about pressure).

12. You still remember when Madonna had cones in her boobs. >> and her "like a virgin" video

13. Your budget allocations include rent and utilities, and don't include photocopy - Philo handouts anymore.

14. Your favorite singers have started releasing "Greatest Hits" compilations.

15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.

16. You take naps.

17. Dinner and a movie is the whole itinerary for Saturday night instead of the beginning of one.

18. Staying up late was something you shouldn't do but you did, anyway.

19. You go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests. >> umm....

20. A PhP300 bottle of wine is no longer “pretty good shit.” (I remember Maha and Rica with this)

21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time. >> and you've grown averse to McDo breakfast meals too

22. “I just can’t drink the way I used to” replaces “I’m never going to drink that much again.”

23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.

24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar.

25. When you find out your friend is pregnant you congratulate her, instead of thinking of it as THE scandal of the century.

SILENCE

This is one of the many memorable sections in Hillary Clinton's autobiog "Living History", my MRT reading material for the past month...

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Too many women in too many countries
speak the same language of silence.

My grandmother was always silent, always aggrieved.
Only her husband had the cosmic right (or so it was said)
to speak and be heard.

They say it is different now.
(After all, I am always vocal and my grandmother thinks I talk too much)
But sometimes I wonder.

When a woman shares her thoughts, as some women do,
graciously, it is allowed.

When a woman fights for power, as all women would like
to, quietly or loudly, it is questioned.

And yet, there must be freedom — if we are to speak

And yes, there must be power — if we are to be heard.

And when we have both (freedom and power) let us now be
understood.

We seek only to give words to those who cannot speak
(too many women in too many countries)

I seek to forget the sorrows of my grandmother's silence.

~ ANASUYA SENGUPTA