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If I may intrude, I'm pretty sure the "in love" thing is possible, kaya lang we have to understand that by nature of their job, a therapist is subject to many GMs on a daily/weekly/monthly/yearly basis. In the interests of providing the services that would make said GMs keep coming back, or to get more GMs to avail of their services, a therapist would have to break down the usual barriers that prevent most people from becoming as open as they need to be for the first meeting with new GMs.

Let's look at it this way, I'm sure we all know how hard it is to place our trust in opening up to new people, especially since we don't know what kind of people we meet everyday. Imagine our therapists, who have to break down that initial barrier to the best and the worst of society as soon as they enter the cubicle/room. Naturally, come to the especial time, where most ladies would not think twice to decline giving that on the first meeting, they have to, again to the best and worst of society.

And going back, the "in love" thing is possible, but the only thing is that our therapists by experience would most probably have a changed, or different idea of what they consider to be love. I mean, if you're to show love on a daily basis as a way of life, the normal notion of love most probably doesn't fit in. Their profession unfortunately usually bars them from enjoying the acceptance of society, so they can't exactly be with us the way a non-therapist can (especially when it comes to meeting families and other very social situations, as mentioned earlier). To that end, if the "in love" thing would work, it'll be by their rules, by their standards, and by their situation. Ultimately, it's also because of that that it's very, very hard for this to happen successfully, but I don't think it's impossible.

Again, best to stay away, but if you do fall in, make sure you're one of the people that helps them make it through.

Just my 93 centavos. Carry on.

If you're ever wondering if you'll reach for the clouds or for a star, always bear in mind the clouds can be below you while the stars will always be above you.

Right now, the ability to just make my heart stop. At least that way I'll do it whenever I start feeling something for someone. I think that'll be a good thing I can do.

None. Don't think I'll have any anytime soon, if any, anyway.

What's that one thing that made/makes you smile, but you didn't think it would before?

Sometimes in life you trip, and you fall over. Sometimes, you catch yourself, or someone catches you. Sometimes...you trip and it sends you flying.

What I've learned living alone: Start loving yourself, but don't start talking to yourself.

Haven't Met You Yet

Michael Buble

I'm not surprised
Not everything lasts
I've broken my heart so many times,
I stopped keepin' track.
Talk myself in
I talk myself out
I get all worked up
Then I let myself down.

I tried so very hard not to lose it
I came up with a million excuses
I thought, I thought of every possibility...

And I know someday that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid, that I'll give so much more than I get
I just haven't met you yet

I might have to wait
I'll never give up
I guess it's half timing
And the other half's luck
Wherever you are
Whenever it's right
You'll come out of nowhere and into my life

And I know that we can be so amazing
And baby your love is gonna change me
And now I can see every possibility...

But somehow I know that it'll all turn out
And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid, I'll give so much more than I get
I just haven't met you yet

They say all's fair
In love and war
But I won't need to fight it
We'll get it right
And we'll be united

And I know that we can be so amazing
And being in your life is gonna change me
And now I can see every single possibility

And someday I know it'll all turn out
And I'll work, to work it out
Promise you kid, I'll give more than I get
Than I get, than I get, than I get

Oh you know it will all turn out
And you'll make me work, so we can work, to work it out
And I promise you kid, to give so much more than I get
Yeah I just haven't met you yet

I just haven't met you yet
Oh promise you kid
To give so much more than I get

I said love, love, love, love, love, love, love
I just haven't met you yet
Love, love, love, love, love, love
I just haven't met you yet

One half's timing, and the other half's luck.

I am, pero I'll keep my cool.

Probably my own words sometime. Tasty.

Michael Buble - Haven't Met You Yet

Saw someone post from somewhere, and this pretty much sums up one of my best held beliefs.

"The treasure ship that never leaves the safety of its harbor, never finds its treasure."

Saving a lady friend from almost being run over by a car.

And the really honest, thankful, sweet and heartwarming thank you that follows.

An extremely infectious happiness would be great.

Nuts, bolts, bearings and mechanical parts kind of techie. If it was modern-day gadget kind of techie....no. Sorry.

Hanging out and chilling somewhere other than home.

I can play the bass, no pro-level stuff though. Used to be in a school band and went freelance for a little bit.

Bruce Lee! Lean and mean.

Happiest sad song I know. Makes me feel bad when I feel good, gives me hope somehow whenever I feel bad. It's the verses that strike me the most.

WASTED

by Cartel

Its 2:45, the baby takes his first breath
The mother never knew he only had a few left
And the father gets a call in the middle of the night
His breath gets short and his chest gets tight

But hes sixteen and hes driving too fast
Takes a turn to the left, it would be his last
Nobody knows what happens if he turns to the right
Nobody in the car wouldve died that night

But hes thirty-two and invincible
The cancer he had it was visceral
He never saw it coming, thought he had his whole life
Sick in the morning and he died in the night

Were all so, were on the run
But we're aware, oh
Oh, were wasted, no, no, no
Were all wasted
Were wasted, no, no
Were all wasted

He's seven years old, got his bat in his hand
Hes looking for his father and he doesnt understand
'Cause dads too busy, got some deals on the way
His son sits alone as the children play

And hes eighteen he couldnt wait to move out
His parents wonder what all the rush is about
They never bothered with his dreams, only thinking of theirs
Wonders why he doesnt call and why he doesnt care

But hes thirty-two and invincible
With everything he is based on principle
He never had a truly happy moment in his life
He didnt want the kids and he didnt want his wife

Were wasted, no, no, no
Were all wasted
Were wasted, no, no
Were all wasted

Were wasted
Were all wasted
Were all wasted, no, no

Were all wasted

Twenty-three now, got his life in his hands
Hes looking all around and he doesnt understand
'Cause lifes too busy, things get in the way
We all feel alone every single day

And at eighteen, couldnt wait to move out
Its been five years and now Im starting to doubt
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
Looking up to some place that isnt there

When Im thirty-two will I be miserable?
With everything around based on principle?
Will I have a clue? Oh, wouldnt it be nice
To never be alone in this wasted life?

Were wasted, no, no, no
Were all wasted
Were wasted, no, no
Were all wasted

Were wasted
Were all wasted
Were all wasted, no, no
Were all wasted

Were wasted
Were wasted
Were wasted, no, no
All wasted

Condo unit first, then get a house and lot, then pa-rent yung condo unit.

Same thing that made me sad. Remembering a friend who passed away just recently. The good memories.

Remembering a friend who passed away just recently.

Third Eye Blind - Semi-Charmed Life

Listening and singing out to.

All done. All I have to worry about is a clean bill of health for now.

I'm sorry if someone else already had the same idea and posted it before, but if they exchange numbers, I'll do everything I have in my inconspicuous power to acquire it, and tell the guy:

I don't know who you are, but I think I know what you want. If you have something against me, I can tell you that I don't think I have any with you.

But what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my girlfriend go now that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you, but if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you..

...and I will k*ll you.

Just kidding. Actually, I'll focus on strengthening my relationship with my lady (if ever). The guy can make ligaw all he wants, and so long as they're having the right kind of fun, I'm willing to turn a blind eye to it since I'll have full trust in my partner and I also want her to interact with other people other than me (again, so long as it's the right kind). After all, external forces can unleash all the force they have in the world, but they will not wreck a building with strong and well-built foundations.

May selos pa rin, of course, and I'll keep observing, but I know I'll get my satisfaction when I see the guy broken, writhing and pleading for consideration pag binasted na siya ng girl ko. Well, probably not the broken, writhing and pleading part, but I think you get my drift.

Cheers.