the truth about truths

  from Grey’s Anatomy:

The truth hurts… so we lie..

Here’s some examples:

1. You found out that you are dying. You decided that you’d keep this secret from your loved ones.You lied about your condition because you don’t like them to treat you differently. You don’t want to realize that they would only care for you because your days are numbered. You don’t want to undergo the stages of acceptance. You don’t want to feel that sharp sting –like a-needle-on-the-heart sensation.

2. You found out that your significant other was cheating on you. You should have ditched the bastard long ago. But you are stuck in denial. You acted like you didn’t know. You wanted it to save the relationship. You just hope that he would eventually wake up one day and say that " I am better off with her" and dump the third party.  Your friends found out that your significant other was indeed a two-faced asshole. Yet, you turned a blind eye and made excuses.

3. You are so vain–to the point that you think everyone is talking about you. You continiously loathe on yourself, praise and even worship the ground you walk on…because deep inside you are broken like your china doll smashed into hundreds of pieces.

4. You womanize. You religiously go to places where the opposite sex are hanging around–GYM, CLUBS, RESTOS, BAR, … You hit on every woman you see. You’re on fire, as if you have been stucked in planet with no women….Others think that you are thing obnoxious pig who sees vajajays instead of faces. But in your hearts of hearts… you’re more gay that ten thousand Will Trumans combined.

5. People around you lie to you all the time. You’ve been bamboozled and deceived on a daily basis. You’ve been contemplating on why on earth among all people, you have been the unlucky loser handpicked to be the liar’s ginea pig. You felt like the only way to get even is to be like on of them.

I just realized this while my officemate (in our 8hour-shift) divulge her entire lifestory.  Sometimes, being a sponge has it’s perks.

feline love

I like cats. I like dogs too.. I think dogs are better than cats. Being dubbed as "mans bestfriend", dogs are far more reliable than cats.

Cats are cooler though, thus the idiom "cool cat" (I’m not sure it’s an idiom).  Cats have this laid-back attitude.  It shows in their face. I haven’t seen a picture of a cat with an intense face or maybe it depends on the breed  but I don’t know. I miss my cats. Well, it’s just cat now. Well, actually,  I’m not even sure if they’re still alive. So sad.

I am asthmatic and my mom used to scold me for always bringing the cat inside the house, but it didn’t really matter to me. I love how they purr when you pat or stroke the top of their head. They’re so "malambing". When my cats see me approaching they run fast and start stroking they’re heads against my legs. When I sit down, they jump on my lap. Lucky cats, they get an instant massage from me. And when in they are in the playful mode — they use me as a scratching post. Good thing I wear denim during those time. If not, my legs will look like a tree bark.

O well. I plan to own another one someday. If only they allow pets in our building, I would have brought mine long time ago.