Sorry For Making A New Topic.. hehehehe..
Just Found It On the Web....^_^
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I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin. I always thought of him as a friend until last year, when we went on a trip with a club; I found that I fell in love with him. Before that trip was over, I decided to confess my love for him. And soon, we became a pair of lovers but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him, but by his side were many other girls. To me, he was the only one. But to him, maybe I was just another girl.
“Jin, do you want to go watch a movie?” I asked.
“Why? Do you need to study at home?” I felt disappointment grabbing me.
“No, I’m going to meet up with a friend.”
He was always like that. He met girls in front of me like it was nothing. To him, I was just a girlfriend. The word “love” only came out of my mouth. Ever since I knew him, I’ve never heard him say, “I love you” before. For us, there was no such thing as anniversaries at all. He didn’t say anything from the first day and it continued until 100 to 200 days. Every day, before we’d say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll. He did this every day, without fail and I didn’t know why.
Then, one day…
“What? Don’t drag. Just say it.”
“I love you.”
“You, um…just take this doll and go home.”
That was how he ignored my three words—he just handed the doll to me. Then he disappeared, as if he was running away from me. The dolls that I received from him filled my room, one by one. Then one day, my 15th birthday came. When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him and so I stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call. But lunch passed, and so did dinner. Soon, the sky was dark and he still didn’t call. It was tiring to look at the phone. Then around 2 am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me up. He told me to come out of the house. I felt happy and ran out as quickly as I could.
“Here, take this doll.”
Again, Jin gave me a little doll.
“I didn’t give it to you yesterday so I’m giving it to you now. Well, I’m going home now. Goodbye.”
“Wait! Do you know what today is?”
I felt so sad and disappointed. I was sure that he would at least remember my birthday. But Jin simply turned around and walked away like nothing had happened. Then I shouted,
“What, you have something to say?” Jin turned around and faced me.
“Tell me you love me.” I said.
I was hoping that Jin would say the words, but he said some cold words instead,
“I don’t want to say “I love you” so easily. If you are so desperate to hear it, then find someone else.”
That is what he said. And then he ran off. My legs felt numb and I collapsed, flopping down onto the ground. He didn’t want to say it easily. How could he? I felt that maybe he wasn’t the right guy for me. After that day, I stranded myself at home, just crying. He didn’t call me, although I was waiting. Instead, he continued giving me a little doll every morning outside of my house. That’s how all those dolls piled up in my room. After a month, I got myself together and went to school. But my pain resurfaced when I saw him on the street with another girl. He had a smile on his face, one that showed me he never touched the doll. I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room and tears fell. Why did he give me these dolls? Some other girls probably picked them out. In my anger, I threw the dolls around.
Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was Jin. He told me to come out to the bus stop outside of my house. I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop. I kept reminding myself that I was going to forget him; that it was going to end. Then he came up to me with a big doll in his arms.
“Xiaoyu, I thought you were pissed. You really came.”
I couldn’t help but hate him. He acted as if nothing had happened and he was joking around. He held out the doll to me, as usual.
“I don’t need it.”
I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it onto the road.
“I don’t need this doll. I don’t need it anymore! I don’t want to see you ever again!”
I spat the words that were in my heart. I didn’t expect a reaction from him, but his eyes seemed watery.
“I’m sorry.” Jin’s voice sounded small as he apologized.
He walked into the road to pick up the doll.
“You’re so stupid! Why are you picking up the doll? Just throw it away!” I shouted.
But he ignored me and picked up the doll. Then…
A big truck was heading towards him. My eyes widened in terror.
“Jin, move! Move away from the road!”
But he didn’t hear me. He squatted down and picked up the doll.
The sound was terrifying. It haunted me.
But that’s how he went away from me. That’s how he went away without even opening his eyes to say one word to me. After that way, I had to go through every day with guilt and sorrow and after spending two months like a crazy person I took out the dolls. They were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out. I remembered the days that I spent with him and started to count the days when we were in love.
One, two, three…that was how I started to count the dolls.
Four hundred and eighty-four, four hundred and eighty-five…it ended with four hundred and eight-five dolls.
I started to cry again with a doll in my arms. I hugged it tightly. And then…
“I love you, I love you.” I dropped the doll, shocked.
“I…I love you?”
I picked up the doll and pressed its stomach.
“I love you, I love you.”
It can’t be! I pressed all the dolls’ stomachs as they piled up on the side.
“I love you!”
“I love you!”
“I love you!”
The words came out nonstop. I love you. Why didn’t I realize that? His heart was always by my side, protecting me. Why didn’t I realize that he love me this much? I took out the doll under the bed and pressed its stomach. It was the last doll, the one that fell on the road, the one that had Jin’s bloodstain on it. The voice came out, the one that I missed so much.
“I love you, Xiaoyu….
Do you know what today is? We’ve been in love with each other for four hundred and eighty-six days. I couldn’t say that I loved you since I was too shy. If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that I love you every day until I die, Xiaoyu. I love you.”
The tears came flowing out of my eyes. Why? Why? I asked God, why do I only know about this right now? He can’t be by my side but he loved me until his last moment.
For that and for that reason, it became my courage to live a beautiful life.
~PAG-IBIG ANG SAGOT SA LAHAT!!! ~
kakalungkot ng story.......
bakit kasi torpe... huhuhuh..
bayot nang mga torpe.. heheheh,joke..^^
Merry CHRISTmas people!!
"Wag mang-isnab ng babae,,, magkaka-leukemia sya."
... nice story... ahuhuhu... *sniff *cough*sneeze
....... Gie......... Gie......... Gie......... Gie........
aah!!!!!!!!!!!!! the 3 stories are so sad..... i don't know how to react... i want to shout or to cry or... i don't know.... hay... mga torpe kasi eh...
pwede po bang magpost ng medyo hindi sad love story? eto po....
From the very Begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.
Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"
As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.
After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"
The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.
The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.
One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......
The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.
During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.
With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....
The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.
With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.
A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.
When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.
I almost cried after reading this a few years back in my high school.
Such a SAD STORY
But the lesson is that we should say and do things now or regret it in the future.
Woah! this account is rotting already. I haven't check for a year! LOL
Err.. i wish i didn't read the SEND MY LOVE TO HEAVEN.... I'm a guy but i shed a tear.. sigh...
What part of NO can't you understand
pashare din ako ng something. hehe. pero di ito story. sides lang ni lalaki at ni babae ito.
Reposted lang ito from my bulletin sa Friendster account ko.
Ang Mga Babae Talaga, Oo
>*grabe. usapang lalake*
>*sindi ng yosi*
>Musta na, pare? Ako, okay lang. Eto.
Nagmumuni-muni. Nag-iisip. Minsan
talaga may mga bagay na hindi ko
maintindihan. Ewan ko ba.
>*hinga ng malalim*
>Bakit ba ganun pare, ilang beses ko
na pinag-aralan pero lagi na lang
lumalabas na parang kahit sang anggulo
mo tingnan, hindi nagiging patas para
sa mga lalake ang ilang bagay
pagdating sa pagmamahal.
>*tingin sa stars*
>Minsan naiisip ko, alam kaya ng mga
babae ang hirap ng lalake na gumawa ng
first move para magtapat ng
pagmamahal? E yung hirap na dinadaanan
sa panliligaw at pagsuyo sa mahal nya?
Ang feeling ng masaktan pag nabasted?
Malamang-lamang siguro, hindi ano.
Wala naman yata silang alam sa mga
paghihirap naten e. Ang alam lang ata
nila e mamili, manakit, at magsaya.
>*tingin sa malayo*
>Lagi naman ganun. Una pa lang, lalake
na ang naghihirap. Hassle saten ang
panliligaw pero bago pa yun, kung ano
pang diskarte ang gagawin naten para
masabi naten sa kanila na mahal natin
sila. Alam kaya nila yun? Mahirap
magsabi na mahal mo na yung babae,
diba? Tapos liligawan pa naten.
Patutunayan na mahal nga sila.
Susuyuin to-the-max. Maghahatid sa
bahay, tutulungan, sasabayan,
palalamunin, pagtyatyagaan, lahat na.
Kulang na lang e pagsilbihan mo nang
walang sahod. At ano ang kapalit?
Well, depende sa trip nila. Oo tol, sa
trip lang nila. Wala silang pake
kesehodang mahal natin talaga sila.
Basta ang alam nila, pag di nila tayo
trip, isang malaking HINDE ang
makukuha naten, kahit umiyak pa tayo
ng dugo o lumuhod sa mga asing buu-
buo. Para lang silang namimili ng
damit na di man lang sinusukat bago
ayawan. Kaya kahit mahal na mahal na
mahal na mahal natin, sorry tayo.
Hindi nila alam kung mahal mo sila.
Kailangan mong maabot ang kanilang mga
standards o uuwi ka lang na bad trip,
iiling-iling, at minsan, luhaan.
>Wala tayong magagawa, marami silang
alibi. Hindi pa ko ready eh.., Sorry
pero I think we should just be
friends.., Ha? Uhhmm.. nagpapatawa ka
ba? Hahahaha.. Better luck next time
na lang muna, okay lang?, Give me a
decade. Pag-iisipan ko muna.., Para
lang kitang kapatid e.., yaddah
yaddah. Isang malaking pagsasaklob ng
langit at lupa yon para saten.
>*kuha ng bote ng beer*
>At hindi lang yon tol. Sa pre-
relationship stage pa lang yon. Pag
sinagot na nila tayo, satin pa rin ang
hassle. Tayo daw ang mga lalake kaya
tayo ang hahawak ng relasyon. Tayo ang
aayos kung may gulo; tayo ang dapat
magpapakabait; tayo ang magtatyaga;
tayo ang magiging devoted at faithful;
tayo, tayo tayo.
>Sila? Ummm Teka, isipin ko.
>Ayun. Sila ang magsasabi kung anong
oras kayo dapat magmeet; sila ang
magtetext ng mga mushy at kabalbalang
texts; sila ang magdedemand sayo ng
kung anu-ano; sila ang magbabawal;
sila ang magsasabi kung kelan ka dapat
mag-shave, kung kelan ka pwedeng
tumawag sa bahay nila, kung kelan sila
di dapat bad tripin dahil meron sila,
at kung kelan ka korni. Ewan. Ganun
>*kuha ng bote ng beer*
>Hindi pa yun tapos pare, dahil dapat
tayo ang bahala kung ano ang magiging
takbo ng relasyon. Pag maganda, edi
okay. Pag may problema, kasalanan
naten. Haay buhay. Minsan talaga kung
tutuusin sakit sila ng ulo. Kaya lang
mahal naten kaya di na natin
>*hinga ng malalim*
>Pero alam mo tol, feeling ko mas
sincere pa tayo magmahal sa kanila.
Alam mo yun, iba tayo magmahal e.
Hindi lang parang laru-laro lang.
Seryoso. At kung magmahal man tayo,
lubus-lubusan. Mas mature. Hindi yung
parang pambata lang gaya nila na kesyo
magseselos-selos, iiyak-iyak, iina-
inarte, dadradrama, at kung anu-ano
pa. Hindi lang kababawan. Ka-mushyhan.
Kababaihan. Iba tayo pag nagmahal.
>*hinga ng malalim*
>*tingin sa malayo ulit*
>At ito pa ang pinakamasaklap.
>Ang ending ng relasyon. Sa mga
panahong to, either sawa na sila,
hindi na tayo trip, may nahanap na
silang better saten, o kaya they need
f*cking space and time muna. Bad trip
no? Wala na naman tayong choice. Sila
>At ano pa ang kasamang hassle don?
Syempre wasak na ang imahe naten. Tayo
ang lalabas na may kasalanan. Na
playboy. Na nagpapaiyak.
>Tayo siyempre ang mga antagonist at
sila yung mga bidang inaapi at parang
mga pusang iiyak-iyak. Ang ending: mag-
ooffer sila ng friendship kuno matapos
tayong pagsawaan, lahat ng gifts naten
nasa kanila, sawi tayo sa pag-ibig,
player na ang image naten, at higit sa
lahat, mag-iisip kung papaano
ipagpapatuloy ang buhay. Maiiwan
tayong tulala, mag-iisip kung saan
nagkamali, mamomroblema sa pag-aadjust
sa pagiging single, at di na naman
>Haay buhay. Ang hirap maging lalake.
Lagi ka na lang naiiwan sa ere. Ano?
Hindi ka na nagsalita? In-love ka no?
>Ako, kamusta? Eto. Yoyosi-yosi.
Bubuntong-buntong hininga. Titingin-
tingin sa bituin. Mumuni-muni. Lalagok-
lagok ng alak.
>Ang mga babae talaga, oo.
>Ang Mga Lalake Talaga, OO
>Kaming mga babae na naman ang nakita.
Lalake, agrabyado. Lalake, kinakawawa.
Lalake, hindi maintindihan. Hmmp,
parang masyado yatang nagisa ang mga
>Tungkol sa pagiging patas sa ngalan
ng pag-ibig, kami naman ang laging
talo a, hindi kayo. Kami ang laging
lugi, kami ang laging nawawalan at
>Kapag ngumiti ka na ng konti, nag-
ayos ng konti pagkakamalan ka nang
malandi. Hindi pangseryosohang
relasyon. Marinig lang nila na malakas
kang magsalita, palengkera ka na. T.O.
kagad sa kanila iyon. Mahilig silang
tumingin sa mga babaeng sexy manamit,
kulang nalang makita na kaluluwa. Pero
kapag babaeng seryosohin at gustong
ligawan dapat disente, dapat mala-
anghel ang mukha, dapat mukhang
inosente. Tapos kami pa raw ang
mahilig mamili? Parang baliktad yata?
>Ok, ayan nanliligaw na si lalake.
Dapat pakipot ka para suyuin ka, para
habulin ka pa lalo. Kapag hindi ka
naman nagpakipot "easy to get" naman
ang tingin sa iyo. Hindi ka na
seseryosohin. Sino bang may sabing
magpaalila kayo, di naman namin hawak
ang buhay niyo. Natural lang na
magtiis kayo, may gusto kayo sa amin
eh. Kapag nakuha niyo na iyon wala na
lahat ng mga paghihirap niyo,
babaliktad na ang sitwasyon kami naman
ang mamromroblema. Para lang kayong
may gustong bilhin na bagay. Upang
mabili ito kailangan munang
magsakripisyo, magtipid, magtiis. Pag
nabili na at napagsawaan wala na,
balewala na. Diyan ka na sa tabi-tabi.
Tawagan nalang kita pag trip ko o
kaya'y pag may gusto akong ipagawa sa
>Ano pa ba? E di sinagot mo na diba.
Utang naloob pa natin yun. Dahil
naghirap daw sila sa panliligaw dapat
masuklian natin iyon ng higit pa. Sa
umpisa kailangan malambing ka, maayos
at laging magsisilbi sa kanya. Ayaw
daw nilang humawak ng relasyon, pero
kapag ikaw naman ang nagmando, aba,
masasakal naman. Sasabihin pa sa
iyo "demanding" ka. Meron ka pang
maririnig na "I think we need space"
at kung anu-ano pang ek-ek. Sino rin
may sabing di dapat kami magpakabait,
maging devoted at faithful? Kapag kami
ang sumaway niyang mga iyan, iba na
ang tingin sa amin. Malandi na kami,
haliparot, pakawala, makikay at kung
anu-ano pang mga bansag ang itatawag
sa amin. Kapag kayo gumawa noon, ok
lang. Lalake kayo eh, macho kayo pag
ginawa niyo iyon. Kaya kami. Walang
magawa. Magpapakaburo at
magpapakamadre nalang. Kapag nagloko
na kayo ano pa bang magagawa namin? Eh
di iiyak nalang. Wala namang ibang
>Tungkol naman sa tinatawag niyong
pagdedemand namin. Hindi kami
nagdedemand! Karapatan lang namin
iyon. Karapatan namin na lambingin
niyo kami, icheck at ipakita sa amin
na mahal niyo kami.
>Hindi rin ibig sabihin na mas sincere
kayo sa amin. Seryoso rin naman kami
ah. At ang maturity wala yan sa edad.
Mas maaga nga kaming magmature sa
inyo. Ang isang 19 year old na lalake
eh, isip 15 pa yun. It follows iyan sa
lahat ng age group. Mas mataas pa nga
kung minsan ang pagbawas ng level of
maturity. Kayo na ang mag-math. Pati
yung pag-iyak namin pinupuntirya niyo.
Kesyo drama daw. Diba kapag umiyak ka
nagbuhos ka ng emosyon diyan. Ano
tingin niyo sa amin mga artista?!
>Alam niyo iyon? Yun bang kulang
nalang ay lumuha ka na ng dugo, pero
hindi ka pa rin papansinin. Sasabihan
ka pang tigilan na ang pagdradrama.
Hindi nila kami maintindihan kapag
nagseselos kami. Bakit naman kami
magseselos kung wala kaming nakikita?
Mas iba kaming magmahal. Mas masarap.
>Kapag natapos na ang lambingan, eh di
siyempre iwanan blues na. Kami pa raw
ang nagsawa, kami pa raw ang
nagtritrip lang. Sino ba ang lumalayas
kapag may nakita nang bago, sino ba
ang mayabang, sino ba ang nagmamalaki?
Kami ba? Kami ang walang choice. Kasi
ang babae pag sinabing "break na tayo"
lambingin lang iyan ng konti balikan
blues na iyan. Kapag ang lalake ang
umayaw, bahala ka diyan. Kahit
mag-tambling ka pa sa harap niya. Wa-
epek. Umiyak ka ng bato. Wa-epek. Tsk,
tsk, tsk. Tapos sila pa raw ang
>Post-break up, mahal pa ng babae si
lalaki. Sasamantalahin ni lalaki.
Magpapagawa ng kung anu-ano. Naaalala
ka lang kapag may kailangan sa iyo.
Kapag pumangit ka after the break up,
magpapasalamat sila na iniwan ka
nila.. Kapag gumanda ka naman,
ipagkakalat nila sa buong sangkatauhan
na naging girlfriend ka niya. Sala sa
init sala sa lamig talaga.
>Ano ba namang buhay to? Ang hirap
ding maging babae noh. Kala nila
laging sila nalang. Lagi rin kaming
naiiwan sa ere. In-love din kami.
>Ang mga lalake talaga, oo.
if you can't find yourself, search into my heart..
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