yes, it's beautiful.

lost love is still love. it takes a different form, that's all. you can't see their smile or bring them food or run your finger through their hair or move them around the dance floor. but when those senses weaken, another heightens-- memory. memory becomes your partner. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance with it.

-The Five People You Meet in Heaven

loving the quote beybeh :D wala lang, this may or may not be related to what's below.

john blanco, you never fail to punch some sense into my system! i would have crowned you The Great Jeeboy, but look at yourself:

DILI BAGAY MA-GREAT, JEEBS! haha peace.

so maybe sitting beside him isn't such a good idea if you want to learn something about the Philippine economy. yes, you learn bits and pieces when he's asleep, but that's just 7 minutes of information. HAHA.

well, i figured i'm not into our economy anyway. and besides, as ambeth ocampo had said, it's the useless facts of life that make it beautiful. AMEN.

just this afternoon, Jeeboy asked me if THIS is what i wanted... if i knew back in high school that this would be where i am now... is this? did i?

i've always dreamt of studying in the ateneo... in fact, i couldn't picture myself in any other school. but when i got here, i figured THIS wasn't exactly a dream-come-true. i had to leave the people, the place, the life i have grown to love.

then again, who's to say i couldn't be happy. somehow, in the course of being alone, forging new friendships, going into deeper ones and falling apart, i realized that love is a decision. one doesn't fall in love, he decides to. and when things go wrong, he decides whether he should stop loving or continue to love anyway. just as there is no such thing as falling in love, neither is there falling out of it.

after almost two years of calling myself an atenean, i'd say this wasn't really what i wanted. back in high school, what i wanted was to go to ateneo and bring along all my friends and family. how utopic and highschool-ish. but this time i could actually say that i love how things are.

no, i didn't stop loving the life i had then. in fact, it feels great to go back once in a while. i've just decided to love what i have now. it's beautiful, my life. not all good but beautiful.

2:57 pm 30Jan,08

i took this picture while waiting for my next class.

cole's philosophy #3

you paste people on the picture to give it life... and it's beautiful in whatever way you put them.