Have you ever had the chance risking a confused emotion?..
How would you describe the feeling?..Is it like sailing lonely on a row boat in an open sea?
Is it like conquering the waves on a surf board?..Is it like riding a plane on an unpredictable weather?..
What is the best metaphor suited under such situation? Tell me your thoughts :)

Certain matters are too risky. No matter how strong -willed a person can be, a fearful spirit would often find its way to get through. Why? Maybe ‘coz some relationships are not worth risking. Friendship is the most consideration on heart matters. There is no assurance you’ll be having the perfect partner/ lover.
Feelings come and go faster than you expect it.
Monday, you may like her (cloud9),
Tuesday you may need her (oh my!),
Wednesday you may fall for her (oh no!),
Thursday you did fall and make a careless slight move (do it!),
Friday you found out the feeling is not mutual (ouch!),
Saturday you are trying to lose the feeling (pls stop),
Sunday you learned—and regretted she’s gone (stupid)..

There are only few people who can occupy special spots in your heart. So learn to choose the right people who’ll never waste those spaces. Time is not fair at times, it may be too late before you know that some cruel occupants have done putting blades on those corners of your bleeding heart..

Not all rapid heart beating means love (it can be a heart disease),
Not every heaven-feeling speaks love (you must be a drug addict, you 4got),
Not all face-blushing tells you're in love (you may be just drunk)..

There is no right time to fall.. Falling is not a wanted feeling..
The gravity of love is unpredictable.
Be careful.


“The festival first began in 1980 during a period of crisis. The province relied on sugar cane as its primary agricultural crop, and the price of sugar was at an all-time low due to the introduction of sugar substitutes like high fructose corn syrup in the United States.[1] It was also a time of tragedy; on April 22 of that year, the inter-island vessel Don Juan carrying many Negrenses, including those belonging to prominent families in Bacolod City, collided with the tanker Tacloban City and sank. An estimated 700 lives were lost in the tragedy.[2]
In the midst of these tragic events, the city's artists, local government and civic groups decided to hold a festival of smiles, because the city at that time was also known as the City of Smiles. They reasoned that a festival was also a good opportunity to pull the residents out of the pervasive gloomy atmosphere. The initial festival was therefore, a declaration by the people of the city that no matter how tough and bad the times were, Bacolod City is going to pull through, survive, and in the end, triumph.
The word "MassKara" is a portmanteau, coined by the late artist Ely Santiago from the word "mass" meaning "many or a multitude of the people", and the Spanish word cara meaning "face". A prominent feature of the festival is the mask worn by participants; these are always adorned with smiling faces. MassKara thus means a multitude of smiling faces.”—(info frm-wikipedia)

..this month’s highlights..THE MASSKARA reason why the place was traded as the City of Smiles—the celebration opened on d 1st day of October and will soon end on d 19th which is the charter day celebration (a local holiday)..
..the festival celebration 2 years ago was really amazing—compliment for the local gov’ started that year(2007), that when the clock strikes 6PM-- the major streets were closed, fireworks, BBQ kiosks and beer everywhere (Oktoberfest), meeting old and new faces, every corner had a live band playing, carefree people dancing on the streets, the greatest street party ever!!..
Last year (2008), I was sickly and so not celebrated the event, all I got are bugging messages from my friends who had gone to night outs…hai……..
This year (2009)..hmmm..few days to go before the event will end..i’ll be meeting my friends tomorrow after work and we’ll have the whole night long, hope the rain won’t ruin the night..can’t wait to buy those lighting lollipops (hehe), getting suffocated on BBQ smoke and drinking sessions everywhere..
I think this is what the festival is all about --“smiling masks behind life’s unending pressures and miseries”