Day 13 – Your favorite musician and why?

My favorite is BRUNO MARS!

Peter Hernandez (born October 8, 1985 in Waikiki Hawaii) better known by his stage name Bruno in March is a Hawaiian singer-songwriter, producer and multi-instrumentalist chord signed to Atlantic Records, he is best known for singing and co-written hooks for the # 1 result Nothin ‘On You by Bob and billionaire who Travie McCoy, he also wrote the international hit Right Round by Flo Rida After the success of these songs in March released their debut EP it’s better if you do not understand in May 2010, he has plans to release his debut album Ladykiller sometime later this year

March Bruno was born and raised in Hawaii to parents Pete and Bernadette “Bernie” San Pedro Hernandez Bayot of Filipino and Puertorican descent Hernandez was one of six children. He came from a musical family that gives him a style mixing music Reggae, Rock, Hip Hop and R & B from an early age, he imitate and perform songs by influential artists such as Michael Jackson and Elvis Presley in 1990 at the tender age of 4 Hernandez was in the middle of the week the newspaper as “Little Elvis” He was President Theodore Roosevelt High School diploma in 2003 at age 17 and shortly thereafter moved to LA to pursue a career, he signed with Motown Records in 2005 and The trio formed production Smeezingtons with Phil Lawrence and Ari Levine, he formed the stage name after Bruno Sammartino a wrestler like his father, likened him as a child, he has since written songs for K’naan and Adam Levin.

I got my eye on you!

This year I’ll have you! I can’t wait! This means I gotta get down to business because this is gonna cost me my arm and my leg. Ugh!!! But I will have you!! I will!!

See you soon!!

 

Letters to Juliet

I just absolutely adore this movie!

I didn’t go to him, Juliet. I didn’t go to Lorenzo. His eyes were so full of trust I promised I’d meet him and run away together because my parents don’t approve. But, instead, I left him waiting for me below our tree – waiting and wondering where I was. I’m in Veronoa now. I return to London in the morning and I am so afraid. Please, Juliet tell me what I should do. My heart is breaking and I have no one else to turn to. Love, Claire

and the response 50 years after..

Dear Claire, What and If are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don’t know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it’s never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn’t it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don’t know what a love like Juliet’s feels like – love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I’d like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. And, Claire, if you didn’t, I hope one day that you will. All my love, Juliet

Okay.. I’ll watch this again. 😀

Talk about the ex-es.

“He broke up with you, right? After telling you he loved you and calling you pet names like baby and cutie? Yeah, I know he lavished you in compliments, only to put himself down so you would stroke his fake low ego. Did he tell you that you were beautiful? I bet he promised you a personalized song. Or maybe he’d always mention how he was lying in bed and wished you were there. He dragged “I love you” out of you, didn’t he? Yeah, don’t deny it. He would talk to you last thing at night and first thing in the morning. He constantly mentioned losing sleep over you, every night, but we both know he slept like a rock. He made you love pictures that were just sort of “bleh” before. Did you delete those pictures after he broke your heart? Yeah, me too. All of your friends hate him now, don’t they? Remember how happy they were for you? They warned you. Just remember, it’s okay to cry. And referring to him as “asshole” is perfectly expected. Because, trust me, you’ll end up talking about him just as often, if not more, than before the break up. There will be the “one time”s and the “I remember”s, and once you think you’re over him, watch out. You better keep your eyes closed in the hallways, because I promise you, the next time you see him, he’ll be all over some other girl. A little part of you will want to warn her, but nobody will blame you for hating her and for blaming her for your pain. Yeah, you’ll compare all guys to him, because aside from the man-whorish, heart-breaker thing, he was perfect. He was everything you had ever wanted. Or maybe you made that up. Maybe, the second he started to show interest, you made up this perfect guy in your head, and he just happened to be just like him. Listen, you will find the perfect guy for you just like everybody says you will, and it will be soon. Okay, so I didn’t believe it either, but I’m starting to.The most important thing though is don’t let him know he hurt you. Don’t let him know he could have you back in a heartbeat. Don’t give him that satisfaction. Make him think you’re completely happy. When he decides to wave at you like nothing ever happened, wave back, sure. But don’t smile. Make him think he meant as little to you, as you obviously meant to him.”

By kathastrophy Posted in love

Random Thought

A relationship without trust and commitment is like pushing a door that says PULL. It just won’t work!

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Soy una prioridad, no es una opción.

I read this quote on Titter:  “Never let someone be your priority, while you remain their option.” I can’t find out who originally quoted it, but it really struck a chord for me. Thanks @ihatequotes for posting it!

In my life, I have made a lot of people my priority – sometimes to my deficit.  Their needs came first – their wants came first – and sometimes if their needs and wants were too much, I would just stop doing some things for myself.  And when I was romantically involved – there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that the guy was a priority to me – above pretty much all else (not really a good thing).

In my life now, I feel like I am an option to just about everybody – the only person that I think I am a priority to is my Dad.  I think my Dad puts me way up toward the top – but he still tends to look out for himself then next is my mom (rightly so!) I don’t have a friend that I think I am a priority to – and to most I am definitely sure they consider me an option. Now, onto the kicker for me – I am not even a priority to my boyfriend of four years.  I think I was when we were dating, but I haven’t been one in a long time. If he’d say I am, maybe that would be once in a blue moon.

Through the 4 years+ of our relationship, I have tried to make him a priority – and I definitely have been there WHENEVER and WHATEVER way he has needed me (in good times and in bad and even in worse; in sickness and in health – and boy we’re not even married yet! I also have trust issues with him about having other girls aside from me. Why? because just last year, he promised me after discovering that he had another girlfriend (oh this was not the first time) he flirted with two girls! I don’t know what I’d feel. The thing that pisses me off more than anything about that situation is I gave up so much, such as school, to be with him because I believed in and trusted him. And yet he still has the guts to do all these kind of stuffs to me?

For those of you who don’t know him, he’s a good guy. Maybe we’re just not at the same page right now. It’s just so disappointing. Or maybe I’m overreacting, but this is what I feel. I just hope that it wouldn’t be too late for him to realize this and know my worth. *sigh

In 2011, my year of possibilities, I am choosing to be my own priority and not anyone’s option. Don’t know whether you are someone’s option or priority let me help you: Being an option is not a relationship; you are just filling a void for that particular time and place. You probably see each other when it is convenient for the other person, without them considering if it works for you. When you are an option, you can solely be a collector’s item added to the gallery of various other treasures, just to stroke their ego. Being an option means getting that last minute call when all their other plans have fallen through and you are their last resort.

Being a priority is being in a relationship; it does not need to be spoken where and with whom you are spending your free time, you both are making time for each other according to both schedules and are making plans in advance. Being a priority is like being a rare one of a kind precious item that someone will whole-heartedly cherish and will always be the featured showcase, their pride and joy. It means going on dates, having good conversations, meeting the important people in his/ her life. If you are a priority and it’s important to him/her then they should make an effort to incorporate you into their life and vice versa.

I would like to be a priority in someone’s life (besides my Dad).  It makes me sad to think about it too much.