“I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant. It is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are.”


Takeshi Shudo

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Soul Mate

People are always trying to find for that person who they will be sharing their life forever. Some are so eager and desperate, while to some, it comes so easy, in just a blink of an eye, the person is already infront of you.



It has been always told to almost everybody, that there is a soul mate for everyone. But is it really true? How is it that many are getting divorced, separated, left alone by those they love?



There is no such thing as soul mate. It is just a notion that keeps everybody hoping for something false and uncertain. Those people who keep on saying that there is indeed a soul mate for everyone is a fool, a hoax, and a damned unmerciful, illogical person. By believing there exist a soul mate just gives us expectations, which are not good, since we will be expecting for uncertain things, which later on becomes dissapointment and discouragement. Such belief on this leads us to unhappiness. Many are inferior, insecure and in vain hopeless. The idea of a soul mate would heighten their feelings more, how cruel the word will be to them, how ruthless the sayer are to them.



Soul mates are nothing but mere fantasy and imagination. To those who believe in this, think again, because everything in this world: people, feelings, things, relationships, are impermanent.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

...My FRIENDS Comes First!












Flowers do wither,
paints do fade,
chocolates do melt,
even rocks get destroyed too.
Friends are lovely,
but not like flowers that withers and die;
friends bring color to our life but not like paints that fade in time;
friends are the sweetest thing on earth but not like chocolates that melt and the taste dissapears;
friends are the strength we rely on but not like rocks that can soon be crushed by a heavier weight.
Friends are for keeps,
forever like exquisite diamonds, beautiful and indestructible.
Nobody can deny that friendship is precious as a diamond stone in ones life,
nobody can say that man can live alone,
we are social beings,
we need one another to survive in this vast space.
We, individuals can only find the purpose and meaning of life,
not in solitude but in company with others.
My Friends comes first.
yes, they could still be life's worst.
We would laugh,
play silly stuff
But, when my girlfriends get played,
I'm gonna slit the player's throat.
When my boyfriends get dumped,
I'm gonna run trim out her lashes.
Men won't have me better than my friends,
they are no good, compared to my bestfriends.
Boy, you may have me,
but, when worse comes to worst,
My friends comes first!!!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Call Me "yaas"

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Sanya is pretty, I always see her around at school.
She has a long waist-length hair, soft, and straight.
I envy her..But I also dislike her..
She has a nice body, with small hips and a full bosom.
Sanya is famous among the guys, she was always greeted by them..
What's enviable about her are her eyes, that seems to captivate the men everytime.
She is nice, kind, and sweet.
I like how she shows her care and concern for me as well as to others.
Sanya is the best, the best slut..
I tell her all the time, "yaas!!"
She just smile at me, says, "yeah, I am a slut, and you're still a nut!"
Oh, the bitch.
Then her phone rang, another hook?
She grinned, "I'm gonna suksumcuk..see ya honey! Ima better leave!"
Again, the bitch is gonna have a bitchy day..
Sanya, I hate her. The girl who's always with the guys making rounds.
Me, the innocent wholesome cute little virgin,
Though, she knows otherwise, She knows how bitchy I can be.
I'm not so good with men, I never had a steady boyfriend.
She never had a steady boyfriend either, and she has several.
What about me? I end up going out with strangers, then the devilish slut in me stirred.
Stirred until it hit my conciousness: "I ain't a csmfs like Sanya, and I ain't doing it ya bastard.."
And here comes women, oh, how gorgeous they are.
I am not like 'em not as appealing and hot like 'em.
Then, let me try on some of 'em hotness? why not?
Oh, no I can't!
So what?
I wanna be Sanya, And be called "Yaas!!"



................???????......baffled lady.......

Monday, February 2, 2009

Dark Chocolate




It is time that I should forget the taste of a dark chocolate.
It is bitter-sweet and melts easily on my tongue. It's bitterness is soft and tasty. It's sweetness is gross and unpleasant. My worry is that, why are bitter-tasting treats are a lot more wonderful in my mouth than those honey-flavored candies that leaves you parched and wanting for more?Why is it that sweetness linger most on our taste buds? Why is it that bitterness doesn't but I still love it? I hate sweet-tasting white chocolates because I don't want to thirst for it every now and then but cannot be quenched. Bitterness doesn't thirst me, but I love it and I never get tired of it. Though it pleases me, it's bitterness still stay. It is still bitter, always bitter. Why won't the former linger not? I hope it would not so I could taste it without reluctance, since it won't make me addicted to it and won't parch my throat. A dark chocolate is bitter, as bitter as it can be, but I love it. And why is it so? Isn't it that sweetness is sweeter than bitterness? I wish I would be fearless to give in to sweet white chocolates and would be able to love it. But then, I'm stuck with the bitter taste of my dear dark chocolate.