Hello guys! I'm back and I just wanted to shout out some brouhahas that I faced this week, including the controversial things we really don't need to make a really big deal!
The big question for this is, where do really broken hearts go? Baguio? Sagada? Manila? Rome? (again, quoted from the movie!). I would like to try if the time comes I'll be heartbroken. If that person is within the parameters of my life, I would exclude myself from that place. If we are working on the same company, I will be the first one to resign just to be able to move on. There's no other safer place to hide the broken feelings but outside of the building. I'll go to a different church which we never had heard a mass, probably talk to a stranger (better they are really okay and not gang-ish) who would probably hear my cries and woes. Then I'll go to a different mall, which we never had tried visiting, doing massive shopping (for as long as I have money). I'll go to a restaurant, same which we never tried eating, munching myself with different kinds of food. I'll make sure that the food I will be ordering is totally different from what we normally order. Then I'll get some tickets and go to a place, apart from the very usual Baguio and Sagada, in which no one would surely know what I truly feel when heartbroken. I will take the business class (if it's available), in which only few people can join me to a trip, few people will only understand what I truly feel. Probably Mindanao, thousand miles away from Manila, thousand miles away from heartbreaks! Davao... General Santos... Siargao... Camiguin... Cagayan de Oro... Or most likely, Asia or Europe but not Paris. Why? Paris is known for the City of Love, and it will only remind me of so many things. Asia, I would prefer Cambodia, or India, or Maldives which solitude and melodrama are allowed to be with me, thinking and acting how to deal with them then pushing them to the waters. Europe, I would like to try the trains, and going around the continent. Still, I will avoid Paris. Or at the Caribbean, swimming in their beaches, alone, during night. If I finished all of these things, most likely I'll be a bit fine because that thing called heartbroken may go but it will leave a bruise. Anyways, there are now scar removing cream and that's a new person that I will get accustomed of and blossomed into a newly-opened front cover of the book.
Truthfully, I tried how to become heartbroken and it was not really cool to experience. Those kinds of heartbroken are not really true-to-life but still, I managed to feel them. I was wounded, then scarred, but hey, my life is still moving on. They were only just pages of my book which I need to stay on then turned next. How I wish!
I want you to finish reading my blog before I turn to you the music video of Tita Whitney's Where Do Broken Hearts Go?
I remember in 2012 when I saw them together while shopping in 168 Shopping Mall in Divisoria. I was with my dear friends when I told them that I saw Jamich. They even wanted me to get a photo with them, being a true blue fan. It is because of the song, By Chance (You and I) by JRA and their very first short film, with the same title that I truly fell in love with them. It is very simple, they are only showing how much they love each other. Not only that, they also create beautiful and creative stories about love, friendship, decisions and family. They became very popular because of their videos uploaded through YouTube and made them one of the most popular artists. They got interviewed in many talk shows like Gandang Gabi Vice, Kapuso Mo Jessica Soho and Rated K. Well, modesty aside, they got involved in many issues which include the ten thousand likes and the recent controversy (when Jam is already with cancer) of the iPhone 6.
Then the fans of Jamich went really shocked when news about Jam having early stages of lung cancer. They decided to undergo chemotherapy treatment but it made the health condition of Jam worse. Rumors had told that because of the lifestyle Jam has (smoking and drinking) made him sick. He even clarified that the reason he got the disease was because of his poor lifestyle of stress and sleeplessness. Mich even did a very romantic idea of asking Jam to marry her; something like the very first, as far as love is concerned. Days have past and the condition of Jam became worse. Lots of liquid have been drained from his lungs that made him a lot sicker. Then lots of celebrities have managed to visit Jam like Vice Ganda, Karen Davila, Jhong Hilario and Kris Aquino. By the start of 2015, he's very thin and deteriorating. And according to his brother, Yexel, his girlfriend Mich and his family, they already decided to let go of Jam for his unending struggle.
As a fan, I really don't know what to do to an idol in pain. He proved to me that love really exist! I don't want to let him go but what can I do if God wants him, finally, to let Jam rest. The only thing that we could do, I could do is to pray on whatever might happen to Jam. In the end, he already lived a beautiful life. It was such a beautiful life! But then again, Jam has been a good example of how a warrior should be. He is already wounded, tired and tormented but he still continue to fight! God bless him and love shall prevail!!!
They said that it was already twenty years when they got the last time increasing the fare. The said fare increase will benefit the maintenance of the railways, trains and others. The government shares the national budget to PNR with only a limited one. The government does not also subsidize the PNR unlike with its contemporary LRT. Looking at its dilapidated trains, old rail tracks, it is indeed PNR is already in the status of "really complicated."
Maybe it's time for me to change the course I am taking going back home. But hopefully, this will change as I always love to ride on a train.
I am browsing what are the trending topics in the Philippines then I saw this, "White and Gold," and "Black and Blue." Then I saw the picture. It was only a dress, which I look at it as white and gold. Then it became a huge topic for debates and argumentation. They even tried to study the colors with the use of codes and pantones. They even used the art of photography in identifying the correct color. Even Taylor Swift joined the bandwagon telling the dress has black and blue color.
A certain Caitlin McNeill posted a photo through Tumblr asking her followers what the hell is the color of the dress. She even felt really insane but knowing what color does the dress display. Seriously, this has been a national issue, an international dispute perhaps in the world of fashion, arts, science and social media (read: Internet).
Thankfully, I made the issue a part of my brouhaha. As if the world really mind about this blog and as if the ones who got involved in this fantastic hash would mind reading this blog. Nevertheless, I don't even mind what the color of the dress is, the dress is not beautiful.
There you have it guys, the brouhahas that I don't need to get become really controversial. By the way, the music video of Where Do Broken Hearts Go? is here. Sing with me!!!
Toodles!!!
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