“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

Friday, June 26, 2009

GRAVITY

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......A force of nature,

pull of heavenly bodies
in one energy.......
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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Travelogue: Tara! Go na! Part I

I finally bid my farewell to the second semester of school year 2008-2009! How devastated I was! The farewell reminded me that I'll now be spending my last year in college, not just goodbye to my dear alma mater despite my frequent complaints about tuition fee increases, terror teachers, and loads of requirements only to be passed on the same deadlines (But we always pass them an hour or several or a day or a week after the said deadline...hehehe), I'll also be kissing my dearest friends adieu later on!

Now here comes the Holy Week! Me and the people at home always anticipate this date! hahah! Not because of it's religious history, but because we see this a good chance to bond and welcome with enjoyment the incoming summer. For some consecutive summers already, we've been having a trip to places, like the beaches and resorts, parks, restaurants, farms and other amazing places.

Our destination this Summer of 2009 is Tarragona, Davao Oriental! It's actually a small town by the coast in the south-east part of mindanao (Philippines). Together with my kuya Toto, his wife ate Isay, their three kids Issa, Dani, and Gian, my nephews ate Kat, Aron, Joshua, my another sis-in-law ate Mylene and her kids JV, Levy, Yat-yat, and Lenard we travelled from my beloved hometown Tupi, South Cotabato to Davao City. We left just after the sunrise and took us four hous before reaching Davao City; we stayed for lunch at Mapayo's residence, ate Isay's home sweet home. We reached Tarragona in about four hours from Davao City proper. We were welcomed by delicious and excellent foods prepared by ate Isay's Tiya, where we will stay until easter sunday.

So here I am! The beach was actually privately owned by some of ate Isay's close relatives so we're free to bathe there anytime! hehehehe...And the beach was pretty cool and exciting! some kilometers away from the main house was a rocky beach with huge corals that looked like outgrown rocks creating tiny and larger pools within the ocean. The sea don't even smell of brine! I really loved the view, the sound of the waves, and the fresh wind blowing from the open pacific.

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Lost, staring at the horizon, I shall return! And a drawing of my mama on the sand...wahahahaha!

The kids really enjoyed the Holy Week at Tarragona. None of them really showed hesitance in bathing in the wild beach, even if the waves were a feet or more bigger than them!

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Kiddies up-close, Lenard and Jat-jat, eyes red and bulged because of the salty sea...


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Ate Mylene attacked by the waves! Cover with coconut leaves!

We also had nightlife though we're in some kind of a remote area in the peaceful community of Davao Oriental. See below, we also made bonfires for two nights and had fun by the seashore. there was even a time when we decided to walk miles along the shore under a dark starless night sky! We passed by a nearby public cemetery which gave us goosebumps, wrapping us in icy cold fear and shivers. After reaching the other side of the island, we went back still intact and hurried when raindrops started to fall from the sable sky. Each one ran, leaving deep footprints before me. I didn't bother to hurry since I have with me a towel to cover my head. It was an unforgettable experience, walking alone under the night sky along the seashore. Waves crashing loud and roaring, the rain pouring heavy and the wind so strong pushing me against the way. For a moment, it felt dark and scary, I thought maybe it was just because of the heavy rain that blurred my eyesight as tiny figures vanish one by one from my view. Then, I realized I wasn't seeing anything else now but my own feet sinking deeply into the soft black carpet. There was no light in sight, the town had a black out! Creepy things started to appear in my mind, like a ghost or a monster would come dragging me to his lair and rip my skin and crunch my head, devouring my whole body. Or maybe a beautiful and sexy man would abduct me, put me in his bangka and bring me to his nice little hut in another island and he would make love to me throughout the night...nahhh...maybe that would be an alien or a syokoy disguised as a handsome human male specie...hahahaha...

There! I saw something flicker from a distant. The sight of it relieved me, as if hope was then taken from me and now coming back like it heard me calling it's name.thank God we made a bonfire! Finally, it helped me find the correct place, or I may be truly lost in that unfamiliar area, wandering aimlessly in the darkness! Whew..so I'm finally back home...that simple experience strengthen my hope to survive and believe in life. Just continue walking, even in darkness, just believe and don't lose your trust.

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Bonfire at night by the beach. From left to right: Aaron Byrne, Maria Isabella, Kinjie, and Ate Mylene.


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Me and ate Kat...


I'll be posting for the Part 2 of this travelogue "Tara! Go na!" soon...hehehe..

Ciao for now!..........

Friday, June 19, 2009

Isang Piso, Isang Libo

Nakakapagod magsulat at tinatamad na akong gamitin and salitang ingles. Wala akong balak maging isang manunulat at ni minsan hindi ko binalak na maging isa. Pero may isa akong pangarap na kahit anong daan man ang nilakad ko, saan man ako dalhin ng buhay, sino man ang makilala ko, at anu man ang mangyari sa 'kin, iisa at natatangi ang patutunguhan ng alin man sa mga desisyon ko. Ayun ay ang pangarap kong maging pinakamagaling na cartoonist sa buong mundo, na kung isalin ko sa ingles, na madalas mong makikita na nakasulat o nakadikit sa aking mga gamit: "The Greatest Cartoonist in The World". Masasabi mong ang taas-taas ng aking pinapangarap, kung iyong iisipin, maaaring imposible ring mangyari. Malakas man ang loob ko, tawagin mo man akong makapal ang mukha at walang hiyang magsabi na magaling ako, wala kang pakialam. Ano ba ang alam mo sa akin? Ang pangalan ko? Ang tirahan ko? Ang edad ko? Ano ngayon? Wala ka paring pakialam dahil hindi mo ako lubusang kilala. Siguro kailangan mo pa akong paembistigahan, pwede mo ring lapitan ang isang manghuhula, pero baka naman ikaw'y lolokohin din lang. Kaya mas makakabuti siguro ay hayaan mo nalang akong managinip nang nakapikit o nakadilat, kahit madalas eh gising na gising na nakatunganga sa ulap. Alam mo ba, ipinagmamalaki ko na puno ako ng pangarap, kahit ang laki at mukhang imposible, klaro naman at matayog. Eh ikaw, may pangarap ka ba sa buhay? Hindi mo ba alam na ang dami din diyan na walang kamalay-malay kung ano ba talaga ang papel nila sa mundo. Walang ka ideya-ideya sa kung ano man ang talagang gusto nilang mangyari sa kanilang buhay. Sa madaling salita, mga taong hindi alam ano ba ang pangarap nila. Nakakalungkot ang sitwasyong ito:

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A: "Alam mo B, may pangarap ako!"

B: "Ano yon A?"

A: "Pangarap kong maging isang sikat na ballerina balang araw!"

B: "Wow...Talaga A? Ang ganda naman ng pangarap mo..Sigurado akon makakamit mo yan, magaling ka naman kasi eh.."

A: "Hehehe...hindi naman sa ganoon. Eh ikaw?"

B: "Ha? Ako?"

A: "Oo..Anong pangarap mo?"

B: "Pangarap ko? Uhhmm....Teka, iisipin ko pa.."

A: "Madami ka bang pangarap? At napapaisip ka pa?"

B: "Hindi. Ang totoo niyan, wala akong maisip na talagang pangarap ko. Ang ibig kong sabihin parang hindi ko alam kung ano talagang gusto ko. Oo, madami akong gusto pero hindi katulad ng sa iyo. Nakakainggit ka nga eh at mayroon ka talagang natatanging pangarap, yung talagang gustong gusto mo. Sana ako rin."

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Kung lahat tayo ay may sariling pangarap, bakit merong iba na napapaisip pa pagtinanong kung ano ang pangarap nila? Hindi ba mahalaga ang ating mga ninanais? Kung nag-aalala ka na baka hindi matutupad o sa tingin mo'y hindi mo makakayang abutin ang mga ambisyon mo sa buhay, nagkakamali ka! Ang lahat ng nagtatagumpay ay hindi aksidente, hindi produkto ng kapalaran at ng sitwasyon. Sila ay produkto ng hinubog nilang imahe sa kanilang sarili. Ang tagumpay ay nagsisimula sa isang munting pangarap, sinundan ng positibong aksyon, ginawa ng matinding pagpupursige at pasensya, at pinatibay ng malakas na paniniwala at dedikasyon.
At tandaan mo, HINDI MABUBUO ANG ISANG LIBO KUNG WALA NI ISANG PISO.
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Tao din sila, katulad mo, katulad ko. Anong pinagkaiba? Nasa unahan sila, ikaw'y nasa hulihan pa..
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Kung tingin mo'y kaya mo, gawin mo...

Sunday, April 26, 2009

sCribbLes

"Leave your past into oblivion...Surrender your hopes to the wind...Live life in the moment as if heaven is on earth..."
-kiyuki meili chizuko
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"Today, I chose to do what I can. And I can do anything!"
-kiyuki meili chizuko
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"Do not regret the things that once made you happy."
-kiyuki meili chizuko
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..pApa, Im a GoOd gUrL..

Oh father, see me living free,
Oh mother, please stay away from me?
Oh sister, won't you stop talking please?
Oh Jesus, you f***** Jesus,
Why won't you help me?
Oh father, you know how I love you,
Oh mother, you know how I hate you,
Oh sister, you know how I despise you,
Oh Jesus, f*** your mother Mary.
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I'm consumed in my own world.
Every hour seems like endless years and all I hear is how they would laugh at me when I try.
I am so miserable without no one to turn to, no one to cry on, felt so numb inside.
I blame it all to those who ruined me for eternity, took away the love, gone without sanity.
Couldn't even remember how it all begun, my hatred...when will it disappear?
Then, there was a flash of memories.
And I saw my father looking at me with those eyes, it made me cry, made me want to die.
It was filled with pain.
I knew I disappointed him.
But I promise I wanted to make him proud.
Someday, somehow...I wish I could...But sorry, I wasn't strong enough.
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Oh father, see me living free,
Oh mother, please stay away from me?
Oh sister, would you stop talking please?
Oh Jesus, you f***** Jesus,
You call your self a savior
So why won't you help me?
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It made me think what's wrong with all the people around,
All the things that are happening, oh, why so confusing?
I'm tired of pretending like I'm ok.
God knows it's killing me
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She never stop on telling me what to do, what's right. Oh mother, I just can't, you see..
She never pause on criticizing me, blaming me like it was a huge crime. Oh sist just shut up..
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I'm crying out loud for peace and love in this world,
When I heard them laughing hard at me.
i'd love to hit them and slap them without my father knowing.
I'd love to see their pale faces as I stare and grin my teeth at them.
Would they be happy, angry or sad?
Somebody, tell me.
See, mom I'm tired of your acting, my sis criticizing.
Don't tel me I'm bad and to blame when it wasn't my fault, it never was...I can't leave coz anyhow, some people are still there to make me smile.
I want to prove to him, there's still a way.
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If you think I got nowhere to go, F*** I always have.
See, none of you can stop me...Now, don't tell me you're so much better.
Sorry, but believe me, I'd feel wonderful if the both of you disappear.
Hear my prayer, God...prayer of a sinful one..
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Oh father, I'm sorry for all I've done.
Oh mother, please cry infront of me.
Oh sister, go burn in hell, I pray.
I hear angels talking about me from up above.
They say I'm bad, and I'm to blame.
I hear devils whispering down from hell.
Saying, good girl, now come and have some fun..
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"Kono Sekai"

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Boku wa kimi no zutto
Itsu made mo ni kara
Boku wa kimi ai suru, kite to mite
Yume wa yoi de no ka
Itsu made watashi ga ikiteiru no suguni ikinokoru
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Kono sekai ii da ne?
Shiroi toshite hana no
Kono sekai doko ni, doko ni hashitte?
Tokidoki tameiki
Itsu watashi wakare no kono sekai mo hitotsu sekai hakken
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III.
Itsu kikan tsuku no
Ima sugu ni
Nani ga dekiru kana, fureru sono yo?
Itsu no hajimeru ga
Tatoe ga sekai wa owaru itsu mo kimi no zutto issho ni
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IV.
Kono sekai basho de
Kanashimi ga aru
Koko ni kurai da na, do natte iru no?
Yokereba torikaete
Kono sekai kimi no uta no michiru to azayaki suru na

Semptember 19, 2005

I'm really tired, I want to do something, I'm bored today. Date is 081905, this sucks...How damning it is to feel my world falling apart. I hate this stupid life of mine.
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i'm going to a place where my dreams will truly come true. Somewhere where my soul is free to feel joy and blis. Away from this pain. Where is it? I just can't wait to be there. I'm excited! Wanna go with me? Why don't you? It's all fun in there...Want to go with me? You'll be happy like we always wanted to be! Come with me, I'll show you everything we dreamed of seeing...It'll be wonderful! No wonder here, in this Goddamned land, we suffered, endured, waited for the time to come that we will be able to love ourselves. You wanted it too, didn't you? A life where we will be lie birds soaring above this brown land, looking down at every in of life. Let's leave this world, to somewhere, in paradise. We have waited so long to reach what we've always wanted to reach. How great, wonderful it would be to be standing at the edge of a cliff facing the lonely sun setting at the horizon, with the ocean so blue turning orange. The only proof to our existence...Let's go, shall we? Right now...Come...

______The Last Hope"......

God, Where am I? Am I in this world? Am I in Heaven? Am I in Hell? Or nowhere at all? I do not know. I do not have the answers maybe you have. Could I ever find my way home? ould I ever find the light to tear the Darkness? My happiness, my dreams...my path, here? Where are you? Who are you? Who am I? Do you know? I want to go, I want to escape, I want to run away from this cell. I'm so, so afraid. I want reality. I want to look at the world. But here, it is so dark. Help me. I think I'm crying. I can feel it, but I cannot see it, my tears. Look at me! Could you look at me? I'm ugly, right?! I'm dull! You all hate me, right?! Go on. Laugh! Laugh at me! I can take it...Darkness is beginning to swallow me. Fill my mind, my heart, my blood, my senses, my feelings, my heart, and my soul. With this..Darkess, this evil desire is in me. Forgive me if I have sinned. But this life I can't forgive...Is there any hope? None...Another hello? Only goodbye.
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(I made this back in second year high school)

Friday, April 24, 2009

the crazy tadpoles


I have a pond...not so big but not too small..hehehe...but im sure you'll all fit there, coz you guys are tadpoles in my life! so cute and tiny, but so wiggly and lively! hahahaha...you create foams in my pond, and I feel cushioned by your love, care, and support....thankz for being one of the crazy tadpoles in my pond of life!

Saturday, April 18, 2009

I Am A Cursed Creature








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I am a cursed creature.
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Eternity, I will be alive.
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But death is my middle name, a soul in chain.
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I bleed an endless flux.
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My tears dried up for years.
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But I still weep of a promised love unending.
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Luck does not hear me.
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Life has abandoned me forever.
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I could only pray I would be stoned soon.
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Smiles have left me.
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I embraced hurt so much now that it doesn't feel
like hurt anymore.

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It only felt now like a habit, involuntarily arising.
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I am a cursed creature.
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A detained spirit.
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A poor soul in fated agony.
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Thursday, April 16, 2009

A Leap Beyond Normal


Nobody ever told me what being normal would really mean. I don't have the precise idea of it's nature, and how would I know? I don't think I'll ever know.


Does it seem normal being normal everyday? Or maybe it would be just on the person's own reality, that one she made for herself. In the eye of the people beyond her reality, she doesn't look any bit normal. She, in their own point of view, is extreme or maybe just a leap beyond normal. But if it's something beyond the boundary of normality then, therefore it's already on the edge of abnormality! In simple words, she is not normal. So what's the point? Do I want to know how it is to know what being normal is? Or do I just really want to know if I pass the test for abnormality? When I say "she" I mean "me", and to base from what I just stated, I am extreme or just a leap beyond normal, so what's the point again? The point is that I want you to know that I am not normal, in every sense and in every point of view. People see me and considered me weird, and I, too, consider myself different, though I always aim to fit in, I just couldn't. Why could'nt I? What is it that's wrong with me? Why can't I fit in? I'm not saying I'd want to fit in the whole cliche, but just somehow be part of a group of individuals who wouldn't see me weird or a step distant from their own mental stability. I'm feeling that there's something bad in me, that pulling negative force that drowns me to suffocation, that bad air that pollutes anybody who dared open the container, that deadly toxin that poisons a curious individual who would want to spill the liquid, and what's the purpose?! To kill me and those people that I want to be with? So that's it then, the simple answer to my stupid and pointless query.


By any abnormal circumstances, I am not allowed to be normal with any normal person in this normal world! Because I am not normal, and I live inside my not-so-normal world, along with all the unnatural negative forces which pulls me down and down to the utmost realm of abnormality.


What else is there to ponder upon? Nothing more! Enough of senseless questions that surely leads to pointless answers that makes no sense at all..

Monday, April 6, 2009

i'm easy to get but difficult to own

when i say i like you, it's not a guarantee that we can already start a relationship together..
when i say you're attractive and interesting, it doesn't mean that i would want to make up with you..
I am an inevitable person, I am changeable and I believe that I am indecisive.
If you want me, tell me straightly. It won't help keeping your motive from me, sooner I will know it. And no matter how you hide it, I don't care. There's no assurance you will get it anyway.
I control my life and my fate. Whatever choice I make, it's because I want to. If you think I'm playing, bet a million, and you'll sure to lose. But I'm not saying that I'm not a player, I am and I am not too.
I have a definite time when I can finally enter a relationship, and I won't tell you, why bother anyway? You lack patience, then that's fine, i won't go after you..
You intent to wait, then good for you..I'll repay that sometime, but it's not also a guarantee I'll end up with you.
But all I can promise is that if you can give me what I want, you will have me, totally..
I'm easy to get but difficult to own..
and..
If you can't handle me at my worst, you don't deserve me at my best...

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.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

~Vanity Cheré~

I am by myself, sitting among the fragrant flowers. Sunny it was, but the wind was cool. Contrasting both like my red polka dot skirt and my green striped blouse. A wonderful day, a peaceful meditation, but the devil is always around to twist reality; and what should be straight he delights to be crooked.
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"Then, a gentle wind brushed to my nape.
I heard it hushed a word, unclear, droning together
with the buzzing of the bees.
I am hoarse, I am in worse;
But it hushed to still me, it kills me."
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"A moment has passed, and I am still dead;
The bees are near me, hoping for a sting;
Sting me, sting me, poison me to bed,
Oh dear me! I rest sedated, my mind chaotic."
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"I would feel the cottony cushion of passion
I would savor the tasty juice of temptation
I would delight to the prick of a thorny rose
I would meet my destruction, a pathetic toast."
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"No, I do not revel in pleasure!
Nor would I desire such measure;
Things banish from existence, it will never remain for long;
It does not tarry inside a soul, tho you might believe otherwise.
If it does, tell me so!
And let me tell you the tale of a flame:
Little fiery flame appeared an instant,
With long and hardy candle for support,
But, he too, would melt and abandon fiery flame.
It might not be soon, even so,
Airy wind is somewhere, to blow away his flame."
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"If it's pleasure you want, consider a whore
A wanton lady would fill you in during the night,
With whispers of indecency and lust for flesh
Take me as one, and I'll swear these to you no less.
I am no flower, I am no sweet;
This in me a dark chocolate and a sour treat."
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Why put me to inquisition?
A hope for me to lie truth is vain.
I do not need beautifully wrapped presents, soft pillows to lie at sleep;
I would rather take a worn-out trash, a piece of wood to rest my head;
If it comes from you,
I trust not your wonders but those women might inside of men so dread."
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I am fated, so never come near me. If it is to poison me then I welcome you. But if it is to heal me and leave me unattended, better pray for me benumbed. To revive me with a flux of elixir, from a mortal heart's sinful sensation, is to live in abaddon. An excruciating punishment to leash myself to, worst than to be left in seclusion inside a frozen temple, birth till death.
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Delighted, the devil left again. the crook, the twisted, but my sedated mind still lingers on a peaceful conflict with bitter pleasures and deadly wonders.
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Friday, January 23, 2009

StarLit Sky



Under a black starlit sky, I was alone and depressed. I looked up to heaven and glimpsed upon a tiny star and thought it told me something...


Look at the stars. They're like humans here on land. Some shine brightly; some shine the brightest; and some hide behind darkness. There are great men, there are just men, and there are even men of no identity. I am one of the tiny dots in the sky, but I have a color different from the rest of them. though I may be small, odd-colored and my light is dull; you will see sooner or later, that star with the oddest color will shine the brightest from all the rest. Look at them, look at me, look up at all of us, and be hopeful. At first, you may be just a tiny dot in the universe, or maybe nothing at all! But...Believe in yourself...In what you can do, and in what you can be...Be the greatest of who you are, then, you can shine brightly like the rest us, or better yet, the brightest among the stars and inspire mankind...

Thursday, January 22, 2009

dAnNy's SoNg

I'd like to share this song to everybody....This is my favorite song..I first heard this song last year in the car on my way ome from school...Finally, I found it in the net and finally I knew the real title and the artist! Just this day.......I'm so happy.....This is Danny's Song sung by Kenny Loggins...
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People smile and tell me I'm the lucky one,And we've only just begun.
Think I'm gonna have a son.
He will be like she and me, as free as a dove,Conceived in love.
Sun is gonna shine above.
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And even though we ain't got money,I'm so in love with you, honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning, when I rise,You bring a tear of joy to my eyes
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
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Seems as though, a month ago, I was Beta-Chi,Never got high.
Oh, I was a sorry guy.
And now, I smile and face the girl that shares my name.
Now I'm through with the game.This boy will never be the same.
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And even though we ain't got money,I'm so in love with you, honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning, when I rise,You bring a tear of joy to my eyes
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
^^^
Pisces, Virgo rising is a very good sign,Strong and kind,
And the little boy is mine.
Now I see a family where the once was none.Now we've just begun.
Yeah, we're gonna fly to the sun.
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And even though we ain't got money,I'm so in love with you, honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning, when I rise,You bring a tear of joy to my eyes
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
^^^
Love the girl who holds the world in a paper cup.Drink it up.
Love her and she'll bring you luck.
And if you find she helps your mind, better take her home.
Don't you live alone.Try to earn what lovers own.
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And even though we ain't got money,I'm so in love with you, honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning, when I rise,You bring a tear of joy to my eyes
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
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Saturday, January 17, 2009

Leave if Ye wish

Leave if ye wish, I will not hinder ye;
Be gone if ye fancy all such grace brought to yer knee;
I lost not sight only but feelings might be,
To leave me cower'd, breathless of yer stand;
And pray tell, my man, of grace and glee
How swell is yer flight, fare well homeland!

No mouth nor tongue may twist with gentleness
Of words from a lady whom adores ye no less;
Ye hath boast'd ye'r a May of erudition,
To ken such wit of ye, need not delve to reason.
Peace in ye, appearance that to Him dost owe;
Beauty in ye, shall Dionysius wrath be fall in tow,
Strength in ye, hath shaketh the prowess in me;
Behold, I shall forget not the mem'rie,
Nay, verily recount til soul leaveth mine body.

Lasting passion for ye, good bye 'tis not the word,
Away! to the mystery of the morrow;
Whilst I ken hows't to hear the Lord,
I can nay be gay to bid mine fare well to sorrow!