jcbuenaventura asked: Mamimiss kita ay wait follow ko na bago mo hahaha.

bat ang arte nyo din parang ako. nilipat ko lang naman. huhu

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Just for some refreshments and cleaning, I am going to deactivate this blog soon. I hope to feel you again on the new Mhayonnaise, readers. Click link. Salamat! :)

I’ve been trying to recall the feeling of missing blogging, and I never had the guts to feel the same way again until I was hurt for the nth time.

'Till next time, Tumblr.

I need a break.

I can’t tell this is the end. I won’t. But there are some things in life that are so special, we cannot think of ourselves living without them even just for a second. Because doing so will cause us a lot more pain than we could imagine. But those special things are the ones which are holding us up not to move and go forward. What we need is to really get ourselves out of the grip and give a little space behind us. I lived my life telling promises but not all of them were kept. I know it’s kinda normal for people, but I ain’t gonna add more than what I had. Some of you cares, some may not. What the hell is wrong with me? I’m tired. Just tired. Well, I think I’m lost in Wonderland of awesomeness and bullshits. Maybe I need a little time to cool down or maybe I just need to stop and never start again. Life has a big damn lesson itself. You’re gonna have it, you’re gonna lose it. Or it gonna let you think you have it, but shit, you actually don’t.

I need a break. 

Friends are just like love, nowadays. Hard to find, hard to believe, hard to trust. It’s as if it’s just there when you’re there. But when your shadow’s not around, I bet the most solid thing on Earth are their face. 

As with my schedule, I would always kiss my bed for forever staying and waiting for me to go home and be with him and for his contentment behind our very limited time together and for his loyalty not to go out and find another sleepy head. Hart hart.

I stay in love with an Anon because of the feeling of confidence. And I don’t know how did I get that confidence. Maybe because of never seeing fear about just being myself when I talk to him. Maybe because I’m not shy to tell and show who I really am because, the hell do this Anon care about me? Maybe because I’m just so weird and he’s so weird, too. I stay in love with this Anon because he let me love myself, too. And I’m lucky enough to have him as a friend forever. :)

Making pa-cute at Caleruega. :-)

Making pa-cute at Caleruega. :-)

mhayonnaise:

That’s the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet. They let you learn from different people from different places about different things. We enjoy not only our lives but others’ lives as well. That’s the thing about books. They let you explore different worlds. They let you enjoy different dimensions and see which is better. They make you realize that life has no limit. That you can go there and beyond. You just need to realize that even if you don’t have time to choose a book, every book you can see is worth reading. They let you discover “what is”, “where is”, “who is”, “how is”, “when is”. And another great thing about books, they let yourself think “why is”.

mhayonnaise:

That’s the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet. They let you learn from different people from different places about different things. We enjoy not only our lives but others’ lives as well. That’s the thing about books. They let you explore different worlds. They let you enjoy different dimensions and see which is better. They make you realize that life has no limit. That you can go there and beyond. You just need to realize that even if you don’t have time to choose a book, every book you can see is worth reading. They let you discover “what is”, “where is”, “who is”, “how is”, “when is”. And another great thing about books, they let yourself think “why is”.

(Source: themhayonnaise)

One “tsk-tsk” moment

There is this person who hates me sooooooo much that she has nothing to do but talk about me all day. Okay, I think Im OA but she’s ttrash-talking about me as often as a tumblr anon hater does. I love her for at least noticing me when my crush don’t. I hate her for her loud mouth. I hate myself, too, for feeling great every time I see her annoyed face because of me or even just my name.

Anonymous asked: Wow. You're reading The Selection po pala? Super ganda po nyan. And now, Im currently waiting for the third book (The One) to be published. <3 Just so you know, Team MerXon (America & Maxon) here. <3

Sadly, I stopped. Or ‘paused’ as a better term. Lol. I am currently having a review/refresher on Accounting and Auditing Principles.

Hi to Team MerXon, btw! <3