bliss list

BLISS LIST ni BARBS

1. Getting soaked in the rain

2. Getting soaked in the rain while walking.

3. Laughing while getting soaked in the rain.

4. Laughing while getting soaked in the rain with my special someone (sana soon!)

5. Cooking spaghetti.

6. Cooking runa casserole.

7. Staring at the Christmas Tree on Christmas Eve.

8. Watching the Boracay sunset.

9. Lying on Bora beach, counting the stars.

10. Sipping Espresso Frap at Starbucks Tagaytay.

11. Watching the raindrops fall while snuggling under my orange comforter.

12. Lying on my belly and watch the butterflies quietly.

13. Eat Strawberry/Mango/Cheese flavore ice cream.

14. Listen to the Beatles' songs while riding on a bike.

15. Licking melted chocolates on my thumb.

16. Sipping watermelon shake. kiwi shake. mango shake.

17.Magkulay ng coloring book.

18. Singing under the rain.

19. Eating McDonald's french fries.

20. Receiving a note of encouragement.

21. Jogging around the campus.

22. Reading a heartwarming text from a friend.

23. Receiving flowers.

24. Having a body massage.

25. Giving myself a foot spa.

26. Getting a facial.

27. Eating chocolate cake.

28. Eating a bloc of Cadbury Whole Dairy Milk.

29. Someone reading out a Pablo Neruda poem.

30. Reading Paolo Coelho's "Eleven Minutes" and Nicholas Sparks' "The Notebook".

spell mo nga love...

sighs came in circles and twirls..swooshing and fluttering like brushes of butterfly wings, eyelashes against one's cheek, heart melting at the slightest blush of heat - like a butter.

it's mush and cheesy, watching a Korean-novela taking at potshot at romance.
watching on the reel people falling in love and in that state of wondrous, rapturous feeling - somehow fanning hopes for the cynic-on-the-edge that somehow it would come off for real.

it's hard to feign nor watch it under closed lids..that giddy feeling spiralling down one's spine, only to rush back with a hard thrust...sending the spirit on a different kind of high.

it's like eating fluffs after fluffs of wispy, pink clouds of candy in a park...licking the last drip of one's strawberry-flavored ice-cream..sipping a tall watermelon shake while watching a soccer game..eating sweet, fleshy strips of mango while swinging lazily on a hammock..watching the sun paint the sky tangerine as it dip into the mirrored waves...getting soaked in the rain and not really giving a care while laughing at the silliest of things..walking and giggling as the clouds relieve itself of its wet burden...doing all of this things, holding hands with that particularly special someone.

it's quite normal actually, to be giddied by a single frame of "reel love"...

but me, welcoming the normalcy of such things comes as a tad wonderful for beads of reason i simply leave as an afterthought...

the feeling of being able to recognize the suggested emotion - state of being in love, of love - gushed anew...the thrilling amorphous orb of ecstasy bobbing at the pit of my stomach, like excitement coming in small pellets jumping up and down my system.

i quietly smiled at myself. bemused.

i thought dementors of my not-too-distant past have sucked the happy thoughts and feelings that lives in me.

well, it could only wish it had.

my spirit floats and hums its tune, my soul knows it shall be reembraced by a beloved - unnamed still, without a face - soon.