Saturday, January 22, 2011

lovers in facebook

this picture is supposedly be given on his birthday...
i know he likes cartoon's so i make him one.but ....you know already what happened..
and it hurts for the third time around..
social networking is very common nowadays. it's next to impossible when sum1 don't have FB's account among and in between teenagers and adults (shall i say all the people in the whole wide world). facebook completes my day. if the maharlika riders in Sydney rides their bikes ( i am talking of big bikes here) completes their week, net surfing and chatting with friends in facbook rocks my world unlimitedly.

i've located old friends, comaj and cotejmates, classmates and batchmates thru this social networking site 'Facebook'. i earn and meet new friends as well. locating old mates ain;t that esay at all esp for me that i have this mem'ry gap (short and long term mem'ry gap) i often forget things in a time i wanted them to work and rem'ber them the moment i am in solitary *( and in no time for surfing the net).

mem'ry for a oerson like me lays an imprtant role. they made my day(s) work properly. i sometimes sat down is silence thinking  of something i should have done, thinking things i should be thinking or doing things i should be doing,..,just to end up sitting the whole day long thinking of nothing but what to think i should think..
facebook ?well, facebook got every inch of detail of what am thinking to think and doin what i am thinking..\\\\\\

FACEBOOK.. is the very best way to know a person like me.. Fb itself is as updated as my phone to my life..
if i cry,, FB cries with me
laugh when im happy
mourn when i loss something and broke when am broke..
FB is something i just can't live without...
it shares things i like top share and be shared with..
it likes things i wanna like..
i become updated to my friends thru FB accounts..
i even fall inlove to someone thru facebook..
my friends often refer to it as ' LOVERS IN FACEBOOK.
coz i loved sum1 in FB..

he know who the hell he is..acquaintances know who he is..we USED to be friends in FB..yeah you read it ryt..we USED TO BE friends,, coz the first broke up he removed me as his friend(i was planning to removed him as my friend but a friend of mine said not to do so, coz it is a ground - as if am guilty), so i did not, but he already did..
(SO WHO DO YOU THINK IS GUILTY OF SOMETHING?)

anyway, some friends also noticed that we're not friends anymore and that all my post sounds like (they said) am broken (though i really am not..it sounds like, but am not)..
all the comments he used to dropped top my accounts seems to vanished in thin air (CHAR- the truth)..
every time i open my FB i seem to missed all those fights we have in every messages he sent and all the jealousy in every postings he make..
a very close friend of mine reacted to my postings just after the first break up. he said 'SI KUPIDO NGA NA MAN''' i didn't actually mind what i posted, i just posted what i really feel and have had nothing in mind who will read it and how they would react to it.... another friend  commented 'IS THAT UR BF #2 LUVXIE? WHO AMONG THOSE NUMBER 2?" this comment got my attention while am about to post something new botu what i feel that time....
i responded without anything into mind who else would come to my page and read it
"#2?WELL, GUESS WHO" c
coz he knows a lot bout me (more than anyone else do), he knows all my number 2's and who really is number 2..

this liver of mine is one of thy few i USED TO LOVE. (remember i USED to) he may not noticed and feel  that i loved him (my very close friend could tell you how much i did loved him,,he could tell that am no expressive kinda person)..
people may call me a scumbag like person (halfly yeah i am)...no matter what have happened that friend of mine can tell honestly anyone who would asked that i loved this man...but he's nothing like the other whom i already meet and expect to bu just my number 2...
as am typing now, i feel this unexplainable thing i am feeling..
 i intend to write all am feeling, but i just can't. something behind me wanted to keep secret's as they were <as it is>

but again i just wanted him to know one thing...

TRUST COULD NOT BE PLAY BY ANYONE.. NO ONE COULD POSSIBLY BUY TRUST LIKE A COTTON CANDY IN THE STREET...

TRUST is something to be earned in any means, some people would die just to keep it.).

loving someone is trusting him/her, if you love someone you should trust him/her with all your soul and mind..
LOVE? as i define is "LIFE" ..when you live your life you're secretly lloving someone as well. as my prof. in AS 130 said that loving someone is like loving your own..
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another matter about this love is that it is a game anyone is playing..
for people in the twentieth century, love is a game anyone should play.playing makes you strong.
i always love people around me, i give them importance, i owe them the person i am now.
some people even take that thing into their advantaged against me..
 i love people and people play me..
as time passed,..as i loved i learned to [play the game everyone is playing...

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