Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Falling Apart and Finding Myself

Nothing much has been going on in my life except for a few surprises here and there. I take comfort in the fact that I can be alone with myself and yet there are times that I dread being alone. Maybe because I have to face questions at the back of my mind and start searching for answers I don't even know where to start looking for. Questions that haunt me are often the same questions that most people ask. Who am I? Where am I headed? Am I living the life I want? and so on...A friend once told me that the essence of life is finding your balance. Upon finding this balance are choices that I had to make regardless of the consequences or the outcome. Sometimes you really have to make a choice, and then there are times when you really have no choice at all that suddenly you find yourself in a deep mess---that is your life.

I'd like to think that I have at least tried to live my life the best way that I could. I was not afraid to try and experience new things and meet different people. On the other hand, by trying out different things, I gave up some things that marked who I am. Things change, people change and looking back, I realized just how much things and situations have changed me. I just don't know just what my capacity is for transforming myself. Sometimes it's easier to fall apart than to stand firm. It's easier to just simply fall into the moment and not worry about anything else. And since I am this overly spontaneous stubborn girl, most, if not all the time I get too caught up and lost in it all that sometimes I emerge into the surface not as a better person but a lost one. The whole idea behind living life to the fullest to find oneself no longer appealed to me because I am now more lost than ever. I thought I knew what I wanted and needed but now I admit I don't know anything at all. I'm just another lost soul trying to make sense of everthing. It's never easy finding oneself.
I have often believed in Fr. Ferriols' famous philo quote "Lundagin mo Beybe," which actually tells the person to take the plunge with your whole being. As much as I would like to jump, maybe for now it's better to wait for someone to push me over the edge.
Jen
08/31/04
12:08

Monday, August 30, 2004

Unseen..

Tonight, reality struck me like a fire bolt
Pierced me hard
And I died a thousand times
Now I see the beauty of pain
So deep in the abyss

Untouchable, unfathomable...

jen
08/30/04
4:30pm

I'm worried about you, remember ...mind over heart..--yell

and i do remember...i always do...but why do i feel empty?

Sunday, August 22, 2004

HUNGER

they say that good things come to those who wait
in patience but in vain, no matter how long, no matter how far
---FED UP by Suspicious Character


Only my eyes can see
the fire inside
wanting to explode

lips aching
souls shaking

such a mad desire
only you can grasp...

this is what it feels like
to be hungry...
that everything else becomes a blur
and nothing else matters

take me now
before i become wasted;
consumed by nothingness

this hunger is torture
the waiting must be over
before i become a dying ember



and yet i don't know how long i must wait..
should i let go or should i hold on? is it worth it in the end?
tell me the answers before i die in my sleep tonight...

jenna
08/22/04






Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Skeletons in the Closet

Hiding
in the corner
of the room
the dark closet
keeps secrets
no one knows but me...

seeing you again this time as a different persona...says a lot about the choices i made in the past...but you seem happy and free...and so i laugh at myself for being foolish not to have seen before that we both liked errr...the same gender? Life is indeed full of surprises...and this is by far the funniest farce of my life...

Thursday, August 12, 2004

Bittersweet Endings and Tasteful New Beginnings

?Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all?
---On My Own By The Used

?Just because you said what you wanted doesn?t make it right?just for a moment, just one more time, just for one second and we?ll be just fine, this could be the last time that I could hold you?
---


Seeing an old flame brings a different sort of intoxication, a mixture of bittersweet memories of the past and a reality so clear you can even taste it. Regardless of how the relationship was or how it ended, that person from the past will always be a part of who you are. Much as I?d like to avoid emphasizing that fact especially to those unfortunate ones who may want to forget, more so, erase that person in their minds, I hate to say this but that?s something many of us can?t and won?t do. Why? Someone once told me that that ?once there always there.? Indeed the mind is powerful and there are things that the mind can choose to forget but the heart just simply cannot. And included in that list is the ex, former lover, old flame, resident asshole/bitch, and just about anything you would want to name him or her. I?m talking about the same person you used to love, shared a lot of memories with, cried your heart out for, felt bitter about, but most importantly taught you a thing or two.

The end of every relationship gives new light to the meaning of friendship. The question really is whether you?ll be able to stay friends with him/her. Moreover, even if either of you agreed to stay friends or be friends, only time can tell whether you can do it or not since feelings can still linger or it might be that wounds are still fresh. You and I both know that friendship and any other relationship is a conscious effort for both parties involved. So it only works if both of you work on it as well.

And so life goes on because it should. Just when you thought that this person was out of your life already, after a couple of months or rather years, you get a text message, an email, a phone call from him/her saying hi or asking how you are or better yet, you just might bump into him/her once in a while in the midst of your so called busy life.

When I saw him again for the first time after we parted ways, I could not help but feel shocked and relieved at the same time. Shocked at how much both of us changed already in more ways than one. A sense of relief because there were no ?butterflies in the stomach? or that feeling of ?can?t-eat-can?t-sleep-run-over-the-mill-reach-for-the-stars? thing that I used to feel before. Maybe that was a bit dramatic but I hope you get my point. It was like being zoomed back into the past but this time, I knew better than to cry or be I overly emotional about it. I treated him just like any other old friend. There was reminiscing over the happy times but of course I could not help but throw in some sarcastic one liners to answer the many questions that lingered at the back of my mind when things went sour. Needless to say, seeing or just talking to him was refreshing. I guess that?s how I knew I was over him already. I might have felt a little lonely at one point because I can?t help but think that we could have worked it out if both of us tried a little harder yet reality pulled me back and told me that that?s just the way things are and both of us are at a better position now than before. Ironic isn?t it? The person who made you cry and caused enormous pain is also the same person you should be thankful for.

The general attitude towards pain is negative and I won?t argue with that fact. However, there is beauty in pain. Not only does it make our lives interesting, it also provides us a venue for learning from past mistakes. Just imagine your life full of happiness and contentment, and all things good. The thought of having that kind of life is depressing. I?m not saying we shouldn?t aim for that because we must. It?s just that for me, there should always be a tension of the opposites in my life. Just like a well-blended yin and yang, up and down, good and bad, north and south, black and white and so on.

Parting ways with him, I said thank you and this time I genuinely meant it. If in case you?re worried about seeing or talking to that special person from the past, chances are, he or she might be feeling the same too. Smile. Relax. Go with the flow. Later on, you just might surprise yourself with the realization that you?ve accomplished so much even without that person. I know I did.


For ngit, thank you.
Jenna
10/08/04

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Go Figure

Much as you'd like to believe that things will go your way, the truth is...it doesn't. It won't. So stop and think. The signs were there all along, so vivid and so clear but you went ahead and allowed yourself to drown in what you thought was a deep sea only to find out later on that it was just a shallow pit. Blinded and clouded by . No one is to blame but yourself because you had a choice in the first place. Never be engulfed by self-pity and guilt. No regrets remember? Pick yourself up and accept reality even if it bit you....and it did bit you.

Monday, August 09, 2004

Something Ordinary

There was this quote that caught my eye when I was reading a particular blog and it said ?Right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale?? When friends ask me how I am, I usually just say that I?m doing fine and that nothing spectacular really happens to my life that would merit a celebration. Why? Because just like me, a lot of people get so caught up in the routine of their lives that it becomes something ordinary. Life becomes so mundane that it means little or nothing already or so it seems.

You and I both know that this is not true in most cases. People may find their lives meaningless but little miracles happen everyday. It can be a smile from a stranger after a hard day?s work, a hug from a friend after a misunderstanding, or a wad of paper bills in your pocket after losing your wallet. After years of friendship and a couple of failed relationships, two of my block mates in college found comfort in each other after a movie date. Now that?s what I call a simple miracle, something ordinary turned love extraordinaire! Countless and endless are the things that happen or can happen to us everyday. Some people look at their lives with pity while some look at the brighter side of things. Only a few are able to appreciate their lives. I?d like to think that somehow I?ve been able to appreciate the many things I have in life but admittedly I still am learning how to make each day worthwhile. My point really is whether you?re feeling low or high, happy or depressed, something ordinary can turn into something that changes your life forever. Stay awake and look out for those moments because you?ll never know what life can offer you next.

For tet and lac, I'm glad you finally found each other...

Jenna
09/08/04

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Unwanted Dreams

I woke up again with a dream having you in it. I know it was one of those nice dreams where I want it to last a bit longer and never wanting to wake up. But this time I wanted to wake up. As I stared at the ceiling, I thought of you again and how you must be sleeping peacefully on your bed. I swear I had the urge of sending you a text message, but stopped when I saw the time on my phone. It was 0335H in bright turquoise. I stared long hard at it, and realized I?ve woken up again in the wee hours of the morning. I tried to go back to sleep but couldn?t. My mind pushed me into thinking of you again. I wanted to scream. ?For Pete?s sake please stop thinking about him! In fact, quit thinking full stop!?

I DNT KNW WATS KPING ME DRAWN 2 U. UR SMBDY I LUK 4WRD 2 SEEING EACH DAY. U MY NT KNW I EXIST BT STIL M ALWYS HIR, W8NG 4 U 2 LUK MY WAY ND APREC8 MY XSTENCE?

That anonymous text haunted me. At one point I wished it were you who sent it. But then again it was sent to me by mistake from some stranger who perhaps feels the same way about someone. I do wonder about this strange feeling. A lot. I go out of my mind just analyzing everything until I get tired of figuring things out. To you I may just be another friend, but to me?you gave me something to look forward to every morning, at the same time an absurd reason for me not wanting to get out of bed by the thought of seeing you and you not knowing how much this burdens me. Sometimes you scare me, every little thing you do just turns me on. Everyday I see you so unaware of the situation. And for that I envy you.
Yet you look so burdened by life that you just want to stop the world from turning. The past haunts you like mad. I want to help you, that if no one is willing to put you out of it, I just might raise my hand and volunteer. Let me take your pain, I say. Use me for healing, until you find the one.
The thing is, I don?t wish for you to feel the same way. My only prayer is for my heart to take everything as is, even if it means not getting what I want.
We don?t have a future together. We live in different worlds, you and I. It?s up to you to make the choice, though. Because frankly I?m willing to do anything...
Promise, I will let go of you soon. Just give me time. I hope by that time it will be for good.

Written by my dear friend who wanted so much to show the world how she feels about him..but couldn't because sometimes..it's better to leave things the way they are...or maybe it's not yet time...

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Questions

How do you know that something is right?
How do you know that what you're feeling is real?
How do you live each day?
How do you learn from the past?
When did you last cry?
When did you last smile?
For what reason? For whom?
Oh the many questions in your mind..
are the same things on mine...
let these be just mere questions
for in time we'll have the answers...

a totally bad day..not good for writing but i had to let these things out...
jen
04/08/04

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

The Modern Cinderella's Fairy Tale

When I was young, (and I know most of you girls dreamt about this too!) I have always had a clear picture of what my prince charming should be. And, as I began to date and meet a lot of boys, I noticed that my list of characteristics shortened (handsome, smells good, smart, goal-oriented, has a sense of humor?and so on..) and I wondered, could there be a shortage as well of guys who are ala "prince charming" these days?
I remember reading an article I about the ratio of 5 females being born as opposed to one male. Imagine a future where more girls clamor for one guy? No wonder the practice of polygamy is allowed in more countries nowadays. And what if that one guy turns out to be gay? Then, the chances of ending up with my dream guy (or your dream guy) are getting pretty slim. Yet, I continue to meet different guys with the hopes of finding my prince charming.
For years and for so long, our society greatly influenced women's minds to think that the knight in shining armor in our lives are the ones who can ultimately make us happy and fulfilled. Oh I know this may be a bit exaggerated but we have actually put men on a pedestal glorifying them and having certain expectations about them as well. Don't get me wrong, I am not a man hater nor am I a hardcore activist for women's rights.
In fact, I love the men in my life. Who doesn't? Men are great friends, good listeners and companions when all your girlfriends seem to be busy with their own lives or their kids if they already have one. Sometimes when I think about it, one does not really need to be in a relationship with men to understand men. They have their own imperfections. They cry too and sometimes they are even more vain than us when it comes to the latest clothing or hairstyle. They also complain or whine on occasion about the most trivial stuff. Men are flawed human beings just like us women.
Admit it, most of us are still like Cinderella, only this time in a micro-mini skirt or a power suit waiting for the perfect guy, the prince charming who's going to sweep you off your feet. Sorry but today, the prince might be coming a little bit late because he might be stuck in traffic or just to lazy to get up. I guess what I am really trying to say is that women these days should enjoy being single. The modern Cinderella does not depend on men for her happiness, and she is open to meeting a lot of flawed princes? for that matter. A friend of mine and her officemates make it a point to meet at least one boy each month and admittedly, even if they haven't found their match, each one of them are having the time of their lives. Well, Shouldn't we? After all, we only get to live young once we might as well enjoy it while it lasts. I know I do. So what if it doesn't end up like a happy ending? At least you can put it in your long list of experiences that teaches you a thing or two about life. Someday, somewhere is a prince for each one of us or maybe not but it doesn't matter, what matters is how you lived your life. Don't worry just in case I find him, the world is going to know about it.

For Les...i know you'll find your prince...
By: Jenna Sto. Tomas
04/05/04

Mushy One Liners

"I guess I'm scared that somebody might sweep me off my feet before you even realize it's you I want to be with..."

"so which is it? time is gold or patience is a virtue? between the two i'd rather not waste time and find myself losing what i have with you..."

"think of it as a gamble...you never know if you're going to lose or win the jackpot...but you take the risk because you feel you're going to win..and you'll never know unless you try."

"I tried changing myself for you...but that didn't work and now that you're seeing me for the first time...I'd like to know what you think."


Jen
03/08/04

Monday, August 02, 2004

Sugar 'n Spice and Everything Nice

'Tis not True
that if there's beauty
there's no brain
she'll prove you wrong
look at her and see
the graceful ballerina
the perfect smile
the innocent remarks
with wit to match
her heart is pure
and her love is gold
to everyone she's someone worth keeping
and she truly is all that and more...

For Paui, it was only yesterday when i looked at you as a baby...and now
you are a beautiful person and no one can take that away from you...
be bold and daring yet
keep that heart of yours from getting tainted...

Jenna
08/02/04
9:30 am

Little One

This young head of hers
can teach you a thing or two
careful you might hurt this little soul
so fond of things trivial and essential
like her lovebirds' death
like the loss of a necklace
listen to her words as she speaks
the most interesting things
you'll ever hear
an old soul in a child's body
and yes, we love her dearly...


ForMika...you have a gift for words that people
should hear...I hope you'll also learn to love writing
as much as you love reading.

Jenna
01/08/04

Death of an Angel

Sitting in just one corner
uttering words that one cannot hear
His eyes look into everywhere
His body thin as a stick can be
Frail as he is
his presence was felt
to those who loved, cared,
taunted, laughed, or bemused at him
a special soul
serene and peaceful
this last breath of an angel...


For Tito Boy, the world misses you but we know you finally
reached your real home...


Jenna
08/01/04

Gray November...

See you in November
where the sea is neither black nor white
and somewhere in between
are gray spots
something murky
something vague
eyes all on me
afraid to really see
could there be light for me
in the depths of the sea?

Jenna
4:05pm
08/01/04