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HAR DEE HAR HAR

LOVESICK CHRISTMAS

Main Entry: love·sick

Pronunciation: \ˈləv-ˌsik\

Function: adjective

Date: 15th century

1 : languishing with love : yearning
2 : expressing a lover's longing

So deeply affected by love as to be unable to act normally. You awake every morning, thinking of your love, dreaming of them all night, the pain of separation searing your heart every time a site or smell brings back the memory of your last encounter. Daydreaming, drawing hearts in the sand, constantly thinking "I wish they were here so I could share this moment" even when pulling weeds or walking the dog. The consuming fire within the heart for even one more moment with ones love that defies rational thought, knowing full well, one moment would never be enough, yearning for eternity together.

Thanks to Urban Dictionary and Merriam Webster. Now,I know where this headache is coming from.

The Grinch is soo with me.

Where is Chicken?

TO: Chicken

Roses are red. Violets are blue. And all i want for Christmas is you. =(

FROM: Monkey

MALIGAYANG PASKO!

fifth

I am deathly afraid of heights, but for you i would jump off this high dive…twice.




*happy five months of lots o' lovin chicken!!

birthday grudges

I barely made it out of bed this morning. In fact, the only reason I was able to drag myself out beneath the covers was the fact that it was my birthday.Today.

And I was awfully hungry.

I miss the days when birthdays were fun. Those days when you don't want that day to ever end. But whatever.

Thankfully, today became bearable. Thanks to the constant sms and phone call i received from chicken. Just hearing his voice made me forget all about the things i hate about this day. It's always a perfectly pleasant conversation even if sometimes we get lost with words.

And when all is said and done. I end up with one thing. I hate not being with chicken on this stupid and spineless birthday. And one more thing.

I love Marco with every fiber of my being.

my birthday wishes

It's the eve of my birthday. What better thing to do than blog about birthday wishes? I am pretty sure that my "major" birthday present arrived last July. I just can't help to write a few just in case. So here's to wishing myself a happy birthday. Cheers!

a thousand lanterns to light my way

balloons.

anything hk

cupCAKEs

a cup of Christmas shared with chicken

masks. definitely masks.

polaroids.


sunshine la la la

rainbow

books. lots of them. oh and put them in a lavender suitcase pls.


love letters from chicken


a turquoise box with white ribbons


to wake up in chicken's arms

mornings like this.

chicks.
five of them.

seven days gone

It's been a week since I last held chicken in my arms. And it still amazes me that I can still remember the completeness, the unbroken quality of my life when we were together.

Remembering the seven days I was with him makes me feel sad. Well, not really sad. It's a kind of longing. Because seven days is just too fast and gone.

1st december 2009

I arrived at the airport an hour and a half early, before the happy crowd with their baggies and boxes and cameras pile up at the arrival hall.

Everyone was waiting for someone. Others with blank looks on their face. Some smiling , some were calm and a lot were bored. I was breathless. I felt like a diver who finds herself a long way down and suddenly sucking on the last drops of air from a broken tank.

It was as if the waiting and looking for that familiar face will never end.

At exactly 6:47pm, I saw him.for the first time. Chicken was a vision of red.

He moved as though he was at once rooted to the ground and weightless. There was a smile painted on his face. I had to restrain myself from shouting at him. I had to restrain myself from running towards him.

Half the time, i was telling myself to believe that he really is here. Half the time i was wishing this feeling would never end.

And as I breathe his nearness, we continued to walk with his hands holding mine.

restless

I am staring at the screen for about an hour now. I don't know what to write about.

I feel ecstatic. I feel restless. I am restless.

I can't wait for you to be here with me chicken!

I don't have the words to express how i feel tonight.

I guess I'll save it up for tomorrow.

See ya. I'll be waiting!

I LOVE YOU!

missing you.. a hundred times over

i miss you a whole lot chicken.

the nerd who steals hearts..

this man stole my heart.
i don't think i will ever get it back.

a funny poem for my

inside is a note i wrote for my baby
my chicken and peanut who's lovin makes me happy
a poem of love is my way to start
my words of thanks and wishes from the heart

your smile makes my everyday bright
i never want to lose that sight
and if someday you feel bad and frown
i'll paint my face fast and be your own clown

i love you chicken and i always will
i would even buy all your 'forget ME not' pill
but believe me, im not gonna throw a fit
just beware you might get hit!


HAPPY FOUR MONTHS OF LOTS O' LOVIN CHICKEN!!
(let's make more!)

not an ordinary chicken

I am going nuts with all the images and dialogues pounding inside my mind.

THE IMAGES:

• a monster head with a giant wart on the side.
• a chicken and a banana
• chicken wearing paul frank PJs
  
• dolls and TOYS
  
• marco's lips
• a heap of laundry
• marco's lips

THE DIALOGUES:

• question:"how is my sisiw today?"
  
• answer: "sisiw misses chicken."
  
• snivel snuffle sniff
• cuckoo cackle pop
• psst!
• chew grunch munch slurpp chew chump chew
• eat ampalaya. NOOOO!
  
• i love chicken.
• munch a banana!
  
• i love chicken.

So much of what's inside my mind. what i really wanna blog about is what's inside my heart.

My heart is pitter pattering for a potato. err. a chicken. a human chicken.

xo and red roses too! (for my marco)

DEAR FORGETFUL CHICKEN : an open letter

*this open letter has been written with so much love. it's just somewhere between the lines. i hope you find it.

I got hooked onto the net at exactly 6pm last night. I was half hoping I will see you early. I was real excited and giddy about the new songs i put in here. and i want you to hear them.

You weren't there.

I was a bit sad, but instead of moping around, i kept a smile and blog-hopped.

Still, no psst from you.

I hate waiting. Yet i find pleasure when it's you i'm waiting for.

I thought you fell asleep early. Poor chicken must have been very tired from the day's work..

I was ready to end the bleak night but i received your sms. Giddy mood back. I was all smiles again. You have this power over me that washes away all my grunts and desolate thoughts.

And you said you lost track of time. Ugh.

I didn't know what to feel baby. I don’t always know how I feel.

But i definitely want to try forgetting sometime.

Go some place. Lose my mind. Leave it there.

fourteen

14 days and you'll be here..
i'm waiting.

SAD ROBOX

we are counting the days. baby said he's losing his humor as the day comes and he misses me more.

he's into drama now.

i wonder if he's cute as this robox when he thinks of me..

baby, the truth is: I miss you a little. I guess you could say, a little too much, a little too often, and a little more each day.

see ya later love.

musings

"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,
while loving someone deeply gives you courage."
- Lao Tzu

for some reason, this is just what i needed.

blurry dream

When I lay my head down at night to go to sleep, i silently wish to dream of him. Quite frequently, i wake up disappointed for not even catching a glimpse. I know that dreams aren't real. But it's the closest i could get to having him with me.

Last night, i held hands with a tall and fluffy guy. We walked and walked in a bizarre delusion and talked with overactive imagination. Everything was blurry fast but i could remember telling him not to go far off, not to leave me even for a second. We went to an empty train station and hugged while it rained. Our toes got soaked, and he chuckled.

And just like that, i lost it. I woke up chasing a dream.

While last night was an uninhibited bliss. I woke up choosing my reality.

Dreams are well... but waking's better.

flickr photo

dressing up the garden

Hi baby!!
*riya smiles and gives marco a hug*

How do you find the look of our garden? errr. blogsite?
*marco looks at riya like she's nuts*

I'm getting so good at this thingy and I'm now addicted to posting your pics here.

Oh well, I hope you like the major change.

I SO LOVE YOU. xoxo

scratch that!

WOW.

It's been days since my last post. Well, not my bad. Blame it on the rashes and serious scratching and fever and tonsillitis. And did i say scratching?

I was exhausted by the fun of it.

Finally, i have the time to take care of my little garden. I decided to dress it up a lil bit.
( with the help of my pretty sister*thanks*thanks*)

I am not sure if my baby will like it. but i like it so I'm gonna do it.
*don't worry, my baby knows I'm stubborn*

I also have a new hobby. and i kinda like it. Baby already knows about it. You see, the meds i took for my allergy makes me soooo sleepy. And when i say sleepy, i mean it. I once fell asleep while blogging and hit publish by mistake. I'm now into battling this drowsiness. nyahaha. I love it when i regain the spirit. Makes me feel awesome.

The past week has been filled with many ups and downs and in the end I must say I have been a little beaten. Thanks to my Marco, he amuses me to no end. His smile is contagious.

CONTAGIOUS. RIGHT?

♫♫ never let you go ♫♫

artworks

i love these artworks! i love how i can listen to it.
it speaks love and it happens everyday..
a perfect sight on my rainy day.

more of mark magnaye's artworks here

doodles

“I love him and I don’t care what you think.
I love him for the man he wants to be and I love him for the man he almost is.”
~Jerry Maguire~

today, i realized that i gotta stop reading romance novels because it makes me miss him more.

there's something about the words written that i can't quite name. but it certainly makes me feel sad. it's a feeling that combine both weakness and strength.

perhaps i have something to do with it.

because drama is my middle name.

it is still very early, that fleeting moment of the day when the whole world seems to be sleeping. and i am wide awake. thinking of him. his actions. his smile. his shoulder. his pillow. i also think about us. about me.

thinking about my life, well, it's not in its perfect shape. i am out of job. i don't get to see my girlfriends often. i feel 10 pounds heavier. i do chores that i don't think of before. ie practice cooking, dishes, laundry etc.

but who cares about perfection? my life is certainly more beautiful. now that i have marco.

when i dream

But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday you will come true
When I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday you will come true..

THE ONE

ur love is more important
ur love that doesn't leave the one
ur love that one looks forward to
ur love that one thinks each day
u have given me so much
and ur promise that u won't leave me
that is the BEST thing you gave me
u don't have to say anything
i want you to think
you occupy my heart
i cannot say how much u mean to me
coz there's no words to describe it
(in marco's words)

*sometimes i feel that i don't deserve you. but thank you baby. i cannot imagine my life without you. surely, it will be empty.

if i never knew you

today, my Marco asked me if we need a theme song? i didn't know how and what to answer.

i was afraid he'll laugh at me if he knew what i love to sing whenever i think of him.

*rolls eyes*

so baby, while i'm learning how to post vids here, please read the lyrics first. xoxo

If I never knew you
If i never felt this love
I would have no inkling of
How precious life can be

And if I never held you
I would never have a clue
How at last I'd find in you
The missing part of me.

In this world so full of fear
Full of rage and lies
I can see the truth so clear
In your eyes
So dry your eyes

And I'm so grateful to you
I'd hve lived my whole life through
Lost forever
If I never knew you

If I never knew you
I'd be safe but half as real
Never knowing I could feel
A love so strong and true

I'm so grateful to you
I'd have lived my whole life through
Lost forever
If I never knew you

I thought our love would be so beautiful
Somehow we'd make the whole world bright
I never knew that fear and hate could be so strong
all they'd leave us were these wispers in the night
But still my heart is saying we were right

Oh if I never knew you
There's no moment I regret
If i never felt this love
Since the moment that we met
I would have no inkling of
If our time has gone too fast
How precious life can be...
I've lived at last...

I thought our love would be so beautiful
Somehow we'd make the whole world bright
I thought our love would be so beautiful
We'd turn the darkness into light
And still my heart is saying we were right
we were right

And if I never knew you
If I never knew you
I'd have lived my whole life through
Empty as the sky
Never knowing why
Lost forever
If I never knew you

one month two weeks

one month and two weeks until i hug my baby!
(i'll try not to break you!)

home

"So how does it happen, great love?
Nobody knows... but what I can tell you is that it happens in the blink of an eye.
One moment you're enjoying your life, and the next
you're wondering how you ever lived without them."
Will Smith in 'Hitch'


Dream. Supernova. Romance. Funny but i used to not believe in those craps. Guess it was a usual reaction after you get a congestive cardiac failure. You love someone, they hurt you, you beg them to stay,they leave everything behind and you die.

I died. I wallowed in the misery of not having the love i have wanted all my life. I let myself drown in the knowledge that i have lost him therefore i lost everything.

And then there's Marco. And all the things he say and do that proved my assumptions wrong. It still amazes me how peacefully content i am with this relationship. Everyday, i feel like i am where i belong.

Home used to be a place, now home is a person.

a hello kitty prayer

my baby has been dealing with some problems lately and i know it bothers him. it caused him headache for two days now and i miss his smiles already.

please grant him strength, good health and peace of mind.

may he not forget that i am here. and that i wish him well. always.

SUPER HELLO KITTY WILL SAVE MARCO'S DAY!!

pink ride

i never learned how to ride a bike. the mishap was brought about by a strict environment and sheer nonchalance. but now that i'm old and am longing for the neglected childhood, i regret that i wasn't able to sneak out and ride a bike just for the thrill of it.

B promised to teach me. and i thought of this wonderful idea of owning a pink bike so he would be inspired to catch my falls. thanks baby. i am soooo looking forward to a wild ride with ya!

The Cloud and the Sand Dune

'As everyone knows, the life of a cloud is very busy and very short,' writes Bruno Ferrero. And here's a related story.

A young cloud was born in the midst of a great storm over the Mediterranean Sea, but he did not even have time to grow up there, for a strong wind pushed all the clouds over towards Africa.

As soon as the clouds reached the continent, the climate changed. A bright sun was shining, in the sky and, stretched out beneath them, lay the golden sands of Sahara.Since it almost never rains in the desert, the wind continued pushing the clouds towards the forests in the south.

Meanwhile, as it happens with young humans too, the young cloud decided to leave his parents and his older friends in order to discover the world.

"What are you doing?" cried the wind. 'The desert's the same all over. Rejoin the other clouds, and we'll go to Central Africa where there are amazing mountains and trees!'

But the young cloud, a natural rebel, refused to obey, and gradually, he dropped down until he found a gentle, generous breeze that allowed him to hover over the golden sands. After much toing and froing, he noticed that one of the dunes was smiling at him.

He saw that the dune was also young, newly formed by the wind that had just passed over. He fell in love with her golden hair right there and then.

"Good morning", he said. "What's life like down there?"

"I have the company of the other dunes, of the sun and the wind, and of the caravans that occasionally pass through here. Sometimes, it's really hot, but it's still bearable. What's life like up there?

"We have the sun and wind too, but the good thing is that I can travel across the sky and see more things.'

"For me", said the dune, "Life is short. When the wind returns from the forests, I will disappear."

"And does that make you sad?", said the cloud.

"It makes me feel that I have no purpose in life", said the dune.

"I feel the same. As soon as another wind comes along, I'll go south and be transformed into rain, but that is my destiny", said the cloud.

The dune hesitated for a moment, then said:
"Did you know that here in the desert, we call the rain paradise?"

" I have no idea I could ever be that important", said the cloud proudly.

"I've heard other older dunes tell stories about the rain. They say that, after the rain, we are all covered with grass and flowers. But I'll never experience that, because in the desert it rains so rarely,"said the dune.

It was the cloud's turn to hesitate now. The he smiled broadly and said:
"If you like, I could rain on you now. I know I've only just got here, but I love you, and I'd like to stay here forever."

"When I first saw you up on the sky, I fell in love with you too", said the dune. "But if you transform your lovely white hair into rain, you will die."

"Love never dies", said the cloud. "It is transformed and besides, I want to show you what paradise is like."
And he began to caress the dune with little drops of rain, so that they could stay together for longer, until a rainbow appeared.

The following day, the little dune was covered in flowers. Other clouds that passed over, heading for Africa, thought that it must be part of the forest they were looking for and scattered more rain. Twenty years later, the dune has been transformed into an oasis that refreshed travelers with the shade of its trees.

And all because, one day, a cloud fell in love, and was not afraid to give his life for that love.

Adapted from, "Like the flowing River by Paulo Coelho"

green eggs and ham

today, i woke up with a massive headache.

maybe it was because of the endless tossing and turning in bed last night.

or foul mood? idk

today, i wanna see the person i love so much. i guess i will. a little later.

i want to have lunch with him. under the open sky.

to keep him with me. in my arms. and never let go.

would love to read children books. to him. maybe dr. seuss?

i want to have ice cream with him. with no one, but him.

i was all cruel and nasty last night. i made him feel bad again. and i didn't want that. God knows.gotta check in a rehab. cure this erratic behavior and come out a better person.

only problem is he is my favorite drug. so he's coming with me.

"Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple."

Dr. Seuss

kakashi

marco told me once that he is KAKASHI.
looking at this pic, with a finger on his lips.
he is kakashi indeed.

an open letter

i promised to show you this sweet surprise on the last day of September. and i wasn't able to keep that promise.

i'm sorry.

*riya kneels down and bows her head*

the continuous rainfall didn't help. all i needed was a decent internet connection but it was elusive.

however, amidst the disappointments and broken promises and storm surges, i know for sure that this piece of BLOG will make you smile.

just a single smile would be enough.

okay. more than enough.

I LOVE YOU MY MARCO!

world's best

isn't he the cutest?

87 days

baby,

there are so many things i love about you, about us, and what we have right now. and i would love to list them all. today is the 87th day since i knew you. so lemme count the ways.

1. i love your smile
2. i love your sweet soul.
3. i love the stretch of your lips.
4. i love looking at you.
5. i love how me met and fell in love.
6. i love your Italian name.
7. i love your belly.
8. i love that curly hair.
9. i love the emails you sent me.
10. i love your sweet kisses.
11. i love that you cook.
12. i love that you love kids.
13. i love that you're strong.
14. i love it when its you i think of when i wake up.
15. i love it more when its you i think of before going to bed.
16. i love dreaming of you.
17. i love it when you texts first.
18. i love your sweet voice.
19. i love the way you talk.
20. i love looking at your photos.
21. i love it when you dare me.
22. i love it when you 'hug' me.
23. i love our similarities.
24. i love our differences.
25. i love that you're smart.
    
26. i love it when you tell me im cute.
27. i love it when you make fun of my big nose.
28. i love it when you count my zits.
29. i love that you make me want to change myself into a better person.
30. i love that i can be myself when i'm with you.
31. i love it when you sweet talk me.
32. i love that you allow me to whine.
33. i love that you inspire me to be brave.
34. i love that you're careful while i'm careless.
35. i love it when you miss me.
36. i love it when you make me smile.
37. i love it when i make you smile.
38. i love every time you call.
39. i love every single minute of our conversations.
40. i love that you still love me even when i'm cranky.
41. i love that you want to be with me.
42. i love it when you told me im your lil princess soon to be your queen.
43. i love that your words turn me into jelly.
44. i love that you're the sweetest and naughtiest brother.
45. i love that you love your mom.and dad.
46. i love that your mom likes me.
47. i love that you are soooo patient with me.
48. i love it when you told me that i gave you hope to feel affection again.
49. i loved it when you call me 'sweet brown sugar'. 07/28/09
50. i love it when you talk about you know what.
51. i love your wisdom and humor.
52. i love that you made a website for us. ( copycat!!)
53. i love your music.
54. i love your good heart.
55. i love your HUNK figure.
56. i love your cute fingers.
57. i love that you wear your fave shirt 3 nights in a row and still look damn good!
58. i love that you are my answered prayer.
59. i love how you listen to whatever story i have to tell.
60. i love that you want me to be your wife.
61. i love that i can't wait for you to be my husband.
62. i love that you complete me.
63. i love that you make me feel that i'm beautiful.
64. i love making 'pa-cute' to you.
65. i love pouring my thoughts in a letter to you.
66. i love the excitement of seeing you.
67. i love that you will fly out here just to see me.
68. i love whenever you call me babe.
69. i love that i call you my baby.
70. i love that we are each other's baby.
71. i love that we are friends.
72. i love your love of coffee.
73. i love it when you make faces.
74. i love smiling for you.
75. i love it when you trace your lips with your tongue.
76. i love your words.
77. i love your plans for our future family.
78. i love that you want to be a dad.
79. i love that you named your pillow riya.
80. i love that you like PINK.
81. i love it when you call me hello kitty.
82. i love that small crinkle in your eyes when you look at me like i'm nuts..
83. I love that you never seem to get mad with me.
84. I love how much you trust me.
85. I love it when you read my mind.
86. I love how you put your finger on top of your lips when you take pictures.
87. I love loving you.

I can go on and on.. but i better stop at #87 so i can have more things to write about in the future. I know there are still so many things to love about you. and i cannot wait to unravel them all. Thanks baby. for being my sunshine! I LOVE YOU <3