i trust you.

Post #23

How do you recover lost trust? In a person? In an idea?

Bonus: If someone lets you down or betrays you, how do you learn to forgive? And can you possibly learn to trust them again? Why or why not?

Trust.

It’s one of the most important things for me. You cannot love a person that you don’t trust. Trust is something we gain, and not something we ask for. Once a trust has been broken, it can always be recovered but not in the same way as it used to be.

I have experienced being let down, and felt being betrayed by a friend. It hurt. It even took me weeks before I could talk to that person again. I am not that of a forgiving person because I can’t forget that easily.

But just as forgiveness takes time, giving the full weight of trust again to that person, also took time. My friendship with that person was never broken, though my trust is slightly cracked. I still trust her though, but the trust cannot be the same as before..

Trust is something that when I say “I trust you.”, you would have to take me seriously. 😉

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Post #22

I say..

Friendship doesn’t end when someone leaves,
or moves on to another place..
But just the beginning of its true test.
Which only a few circles are strong enough to surpass..


I am really happy for my friends who have finally found their happy places. It’s just too sad that they now, really have to leave. From more or less 10, now we’re soon down to three or four.

I have been with them for almost 5 years already and we really never imagined to be separated this way, or that this day will ever come. As time pass, as we grow, as we learn, people, one by one, leaves. It’s not because they want to, but because they have to.

They say, I am the most cry-baby. I cry a lot. I easily get teary-eyed even at the slightest touching story or deed. I hate parting. I hate leaving. I hate being left.

I don’t know why, but somehow, when it comes to anyone of us leaving or moving away, I am the most affected one. Maybe I’m just too used to having each and every one of them around.

Things happen. I know and I believe the friendship we have doesn’t just end when one of us leaves, but just a beginning.

This can mean one of the few things – we’re getting old.

It’s no longer “see you tomorrow!”..

Because we’ll soon be used to “see you soon, see you around!” 😉

I am happy. 😉 I promise. 😉



my name..

Post #21

Today’s post was:

How did you get your name?

Who chose it, and why?

My real name is Jocelle. I am the eldest child and/or grandchild in my mother’s side of the family. Coming from a Filipino family, it’s almost always common to name children based on their parent’s or grandparent’s names. Sometimes, it even has this trend of having the initial letter of every child the same – just like me and my sibling’s names which all starts with the letter ‘J’, and ‘A’ for my cousins.

As for the given name,  I got mine from the names of my mother’s parents – my grandparents Jose and Marcelia.

Jocelle” where: Jo came from JOse and Cel came from MarCELia. I guess they just added the “-le” just to make it more of a girl’s name. 🙂

Who gave me that name? I’m guessing that it’s obviously my grannies. Why that name? Maybe because I am the first child in their family, and their first “apo” (grandchild) at the time I was born. 😉

So there! My name – how did I get it, from whom, and why.. 🙂

haiku sa pila

Post #20

I am supposed to write something that inspired me today – something I was starting to look forward to in two weeks – a get together with my closest friends in the office. But something unexpectedly came up that made my momentum (to write about it) down. Will just tell about it here some day. 😦

So for tonight’s post, will neither answer today’s postaday2011 prompt. Instead, I’ll just post one haiku I wrote weeks ago that I wasn’t able to post here.

haiku sa pila

in the queue waiting
can’t keep my mind from thinking
im so paranoid..

 

*This was just something I thought of while I was waiting for a jeepney ride home. Sorry for not being interesting on today’s post.