Sharjah

  Hey! LYV is back like sexy back. Haha! This is now my tag line lol. I'm wearing an almost cropped top from my lola (?) or tita (?) not sure tho! Sharjah is the third largest city in one of my dream destination, United Arab Emirates. I'm still not sure if I want to work there someday but all I know is I gotta go there as soon as possible because I've been wanting to witness how's the life there of my relatives and most especially my boyfriend-- Dad. Anyway, I'm so broken today. We had two quizzes ( Bio and Accounting ). I'm almost there. The first number is such traitor! Halos lahat hindi alam ang sagot pero nabasa ko yun weeks ago! So hindi ko nabasa yesterday dahil mahina ang memory ko, I answered "Equity Financing". I felt uncontented. Feeling ko dapat may word na "Interest" dun. Ewan. It just came out. And then tama pala yung una kong sagot. I'm so i-wanna-swallow-by-the-ground-now-na feeling! The second one is another what-the-freak-stop-changing-your-answer-pls feeling again! I wrote down, "5 pesos" but when the prof repeated the question, I got confused! I changed it into "5,000 pesos". Boom panis, tama na naman yung una kong sagot!  Sorry I need to let this story out of my blog because I can't confess it to my mother or father because it's part of being careless and stuff. I have to accept the fact that this is my major illness since elementary.  If I wanna get a collection of Prada bags in the future, I have to exert more effort in studying, lesson learned. -___- Did I tell you that I had my hair cut few weeks ago? I now believe the owner of the salon I went before for a hair dye, mas lalo mabilis humaba kapag nagpapatrim! Haha! Too bad, I will still wear slippers because my left foot isn't yet fine. Miss ko na boots ko, sobra! Sana naman gumaling na ito sa birth month ko. Lapit na eh. :( My kwentoes are getting longer again so I will leave you guys a short reblogged from my Tumblr timeline! Have a great week ahead. Take note, enjoy life! We're not getting younger any of this second, smile! Thanks for dropping by! :)

How To Tell If Somebody Loves You:

Somebody loves you if they pick an eyelash off of your face or wet a napkin and apply it to your dirty skin. You didn’t ask for these things, but this person went ahead and did it anyway. They don’t want to see you looking like a fool with eyelashes and crumbs on your face. They notice these things. They really look at you and are the first to notice if something is amiss with your beautiful visage!

Somebody loves you if they assume the role of caretaker when you’re sick. Unsure if someone really gives a shit about you? Fake a case of food poisoning and text them being like, “oh my god, so sick. need water.” Depending on their response, you’ll know whether or not they REALLY love you. “That’s terrible. Feel better!” earns you a stay in friendship jail; “Do you need anything? I can come over and bring you get well remedies!” gets you a cozy friendship suite. It’s easy to care about someone when they don’t need you. It’s easy to love them when they’re healthy and don’t ask you for anything beyond change for the parking meter. Being sick is different. Being sick means asking someone to hold your hair back when you vomit. Either love me with vomit in my hair or don’t love me at all.

Somebody loves you if they call you out on your bullshit. They’re not passive, they don’t just let you get away with murder. They know you well enough and care about you enough to ask you to chill out, to bust your balls, to tell you to stop. They aren’t passive observers in your life, they are in the trenches. They have an opinion about your decisions and the things you say and do. They want to be a part of it; they want to be a part of you.

Somebody loves you if they don’t mind the quiet. They don’t mind running errands with you or cleaning your apartment while blasting some annoying music. There’s no pressure, no need to fill the silences. You know how with some of your friends there needs to be some sort of activity for you to hang out? You don’t feel comfortable just shooting the shit and watching bad reality TV with them. You need something that will keep the both of you busy to ensure there won’t be a void. That’s not love. That’s “hey babe! i like you okay. do you wanna grab lunch? i think we have enough to talk about to fill two hours!” It’s a damn dream when you find someone you can do nothing with. Whether you’re skydiving together or sitting at home and doing different things, it’s always comfortable. That is fucking love.

Somebody loves you if they want you to be happy, even if that involves something that doesn’t benefit them. They realize the things you need to do in order to be content and come to terms with the fact that it might not include them. Never underestimate the gift of understanding. When there are so many people who are selfish and equate relationships as something that only must make them happy, having someone around who can take their needs out of any given situation if they need to.

Somebody loves you if they can order you food without having to be told what you want. Somebody loves you if they rub your back at any given moment. Somebody loves you if they don’t care about your job or how much money you make. It’s a relationship where no one is selling something to the other. No one is the prostitute. Somebody loves you if they’ll watch a movie starring Kate Hudson because you really really want to see it. Somebody loves you if they’re able to create their own separate world with you, away from the internet and your job and family and friends. Just you and them.

Somebody will always love you. If you don’t think this is true, then you’re not paying close enough attention.

Ryan O’Connell  

Love,

Patricia <3