Soaked at the 30 Seconds to Mars concert

My friend Bambie and I planned to watch the 30 Seconds to Mars concert at the Trinoma months ago, after we booked our The Script tickets last April. However, the tickets were expensive and Bambie was the only one who forged ahead with our plan.

Fast-track to today. Yesterday morning, I settled to listening to the band on Youtube the whole day to make up for not going to the concert. But by 5pm, Bambie texted me and she met this girl in line at the concert venue, who had a spare gold ticket. I was excited but I asked if the girl was selling her ticket, since I didn't have the budget to buy one in the first place. Shocker of my life came next because Annalyn gave me her ticket for free, which she got as a complimentary ticket from her employer. Thank you, thank you!

I rushed to the venue, and I didn't realize we were that close up front. It started to rain. Really hard. And by the time Kwan (the front act) began, we were standing in the down pour for three hours, soaked to the skin. By 9pm, Jared finally appeared on stage with the band. The crowd was ecstatic. Love, love, loved all the songs and how Jared was so gracious to everyone for waiting for 5 freaking hours in the rain.

I only had my lousy phone cam with me and the shots I had of the band were real bad. But the experience was awesome and I can now say I've been to a real concert of an international band, jumped up and down in the mosh pit, with my hair plastered to my face and my clothes dripping wet from the rain, from my cardigan to my underwear. :)

Words from a friend...

To be betrayed is be slapped in the face a hundred times and after which, you still couldn’t believe he could do

such a thing to you!

Why? How could he have done this after all that you’ve been through? These are but few of the questions you ask as you try to understand his reason for hurting you.

You then remember all those years you spent together: all those happy moments, and all those rocky times you were able to overcome. What’s the worth of it all now? All those wasted years you could have spent with someone who could have really loved you.

Wasted. Wasted laughters. Wasted tears. Wasted love.

That’s how badly you felt. And yet, is love ever wasted? Where does love go when it gets sent to the wrong person?

No matter how broken and betrayed you may feel right now, know that love is never wasted. To be able to love another person is to be blessed with an opportunity to know the meaning of life, the real value of our existence. It’s not the one who has loved the wrong person who has truly lost something. It’s to be given authentic love and not receive it that is the greatest misfortune.

It’s unfortunate how many of us fail to recognize the love that is being offered to us. We seek for love but never recognize it when it arrives. We crave for it only to reject it if it doesn’t come in forms we expected it to be.

If we only knew what’s being offered us, we’d have respected it. But we are often not aware of it, and we hurt the ones who really loves us so.

In order to move on, believe that it was never a waste to love. It has enriched you as a person and has equipped you with the capacity to love the right person when he arrives in your life. The one who hurt you may not have intended to cause you pain, but he has yet to grow and learn what love really is so he can recognize it when it comes to bless his life again.

To love is to risk, and to risk is to lose sometimes, to get hurt. But let it not deter you from loving again, from being happy. We can’t always understand everything that happened, but we can accept that not everything is perfect in this life. The people who have hurt you may not have intended to cause you pain. Hurt people hurt people, and more often than not, they hurt themselves most of all. Let God take care of these people. Let God be the one to continue the love you have planted upon their hearts.

Let go of what you can no longer keep. Protect what’s still worth keeping. Believe in love most of all.

Thanks again Joy, for the inspiring words.

More :(

I feel played. Ginago at ginagago mo ba talaga ako?

My birthday cake

Thanks Team Entertainment for the cake as always.

Being Dalja

Today, like one of my favorite Korean drama characters, I turned 33. Maybe I should get a fake boyfriend like Dalja did. Or not.

Everyone asked me what I was doing at the office. What else is there to do anyways, on a Friday work day? Besides, there are a lot of things that needed to be accomplished, might as well spend time wisely.

My birthday will be celebrated again in 2 weeks anyway when I go to Cebu. Thanks to Chelo. Oh and Chel, thanks for the dinner too. It made my birthday somehow special. :)

Chose the Dalja art with an umbrella. It rained buckets today too.

I have a life to live...

‎"If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him. Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering."

-Paulo Coelho