Day 7-8. Props making
to the high efforts made and still be making. Props for 2 days. made the garlands and some background props to make the dance lively as is. :) Some are still at the MPH to finish things up. Ryana Prestoza Mejorada already fell asleep. Anyway, she helped a lot on this. THANKS!
Thanks to our ever supportive village association president, MPC president for their undying help. BUDONG and SOPAS for dinner until midnight chicha. Alls well. Props making again later. I’ll take more pics then.haha.
This is my own way to participate for our parish fiesta on May 15.
St. Isidore, pray for us.
Day 6. Dance Practice
Our mini-parish will be participating for the cultural dance contest for the 10th anniversary celebration of our parish, San Isidro Labrador. There will be a mix of oldies and youth dancing in parts and unison. :)
Hope they’ll bag place or award on that night. Just showing my support not only for my mini-parish but of course to the parish activity as a whole because I am too unfortunate because on 15th will be my flight to Iloilo for demo. :/
Anyway, I am hands-on to it. SO BE IT!
At Starbucks in the height of the rain outside (glass was in moist). Felt so young When I had this cap on.:) Such a lovely thought to wear cap that I never had since then.hahaha
Mrytle forever eh! :P
thanks to Marck Ferdinand Aguilar for this memorable photo.
Post-edited by me. :D
Me.
- I get jealous at the smallest things
- I get mad at the simplest things
- I get bored super fast
- I get annoyed easily
- I think negatively too much
- I forgive people that shouldn’t be forgiven
- I care too much
- I dislike a lot of things
- Sometimes, everything just bothers me
- When I fall for someone, I fall hard
(Source: livingitsimple)
Eventually conversations get shorter and replies get slower.
(Source: anthonyvann)
God has more in store for us than we can ever predict, and what we fear are bad choices frequently turn out for the best
BROKEN STRINGS
Let me hold you
For the last time
It’s the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can’t feel anything
When I love you,
It’s so untrue
I can’t even convince myself
When I’m speaking,
It’s the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it’s not enough to make it all okay
You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything that your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there’s nothing left to save
It’s like chasing the very last train when it’s too late
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it’s not enough to make it all okay
You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything that your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell something that ain’t real
Well the truth hurts,
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
But we’re running through the fire
When there’s nothing left to save
It’s like chasing the very last train
When we both know it’s too late (too late)
You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything that your heart don’t want to feel
I cant tell you something that ain’t real
Well truth hurts,
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It’s the last chance to feel again
(Source: azlyrics.com)
Found my perfect song for this month.
Broken Strings by James Morrison and Nelly Furtado
I learned this song back when I was fourth year college with a friend. Such a beautiful song, I really didn’t know about the real meaning until this time. :/ What a sad song for me to be burdened up but this describes what I feel right now..seriously.
IF YOU ONLY KNEW
About me
I will leave my mark so everyone would know, I was here.
