Sunday, December 02, 2007

NEW SKIN! LOVE IT. STARBUCKS.

THANKS TO:

http://customizedthemes.multiply.com/photos/album/2463

EDITED IT A BIT. THANKS AGAIN!

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The Ghost of a Good Thing

I guess it's luck but it's the same
Hard luck you've been trying to tame
Maybe it's love but it's like you said
"Love is like a role that we play"

But I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But i believe in you so much
I could die from the words that you say

But you're chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away from you again
While you're chasing ghosts

I guess it's luck but it's the same
Hard luck you've been trying to tame
Maybe it's love but it's like you said
"Love is like a role that we play"

But I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But i believe in you so much
I could die from the words that you say

But you're chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away from you again
While you're chasing ghosts

Just bend the pieces till they fit
Like they were made for it
But they weren't meant for this
No they weren't meant for this

Just bend the pieces till they fit
Like they were made for it
But they weren't meant for this

Chasin' the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away, away, away, away from you again

Chasin' the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away from you again
While you're chasing ghosts


Saturday, November 17, 2007

HEY LOVELY PEOPLE! here's my new NUMBER..

LOVELY PEOPLE, here's my new hotline:

09277004268

09277004268

09277004268

09277004268

09277004268

will be waiting for your messages!


Monday, November 12, 2007

*MY PHONE GOT STOLEN! where? AT MIRIAM COLLEGE. my freaking guarded school.

okay now.

i was having a pretty good day earlier. except for the freaking traffic, i was so damn fine.

blah blah.. here's the real story:

i decided to go to school today because i want to finish all the hassle of the adding and dropping thing for some subjects. i was so okay since my friend pam is there and having an argument with someone in the records office.

after her conversation, i left her my bag, opened showing my jacket and parfum.

i was having a good talk with miss sally coz i want to drop my p.e subject and she's telling me the hassle of getting it dropped.

while i was talking to ms sally, pam told me she needs a ballpen. i got back my bag and i noticed an old lady beside her wearing normal clothes and all. blah. i handed pam my pen.

i got back to ms sally and she instructed me to do sort of things to make my sched okay.

PAM AND I LEFT the records office already and got our way to the cashier.

i was lining up the cashier and was looking for my wallet containing PHP 10,000.

I CANNOT FIND IT ANYWHERE. since i got out of my sister in law's house to fetch some stuffs to be picked up by xend, my instinct told me i left my wallet in her house.

NOW, I AM LOOKING FOR MY CELLPHONE TO CALL HER BUT I CAN'T FIND IT EITHER!.

okay, I AM NOW DEFINITE THAT SOMEONE NICKED MY PHONE AND WALLET!

i told pam SOMEONE TOOK MY PHONE AND WALLET. and the crap goes on and on.

i got backed to the records office and told everyone in that room if they saw this OLD LADY, because no one can ever get near my bag than her.

after that, they alarmed the WHOLE SECURITY PEOPLE, and they let me describe the girl and all. AS IF DUHH? i only remember that SHE WORE WHITE.

pam described her and the guards told us that she JUST GOT OFF THE SCHOOL. riding a car and with her daughter who has something to do with the admissions office.

guards were blaming one another, telling me that it's SALISI GANG. IN 5 MINUTES, THEY CAN FINISH GETTING ALL THE THINGS THEY WANT FROM YOU.

AND SHIT. I AM ONE OF THEIR POOR VICTIMS. MY PARENTS WONT GIVE ME ANYTHING BUT HELL WITH ALL THOSE "SINABI KO NA SAYO." TALKS. I WONT GET ANOTHER PHONE ANYTIME SOON.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Are you willing to meet the PERSON OF YOUR DREAMS on a subway?


what a freaking "LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT STORY."..
i was browsing the morning away when suddenly i came across this tagline:

"New York subway rider finds girl of his dreams"

my initial reaction was like "aww."

attached below was PATRICK MOBERG'S DETAILED DRAWING ON HIS wonderful splendid encounter with the girl of her dreams..

am currently so in love with the fact that "THEY DATED ALREADY!"

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

CSI SEASON 7. THE MOST ABRUPTED THING EVER!. HOLY CRAP. I CANT BELIEVE THIS!


TO BE CONTINUED... NEXT SEASON!!...






THIS THING IS BULL CRAP...!




GOODNESS, I FINISHED SEASON 7 IN 2 DAYS! WHAT THE HELL..







CALL ME A FANATIC OR WHAT..



Monday, July 02, 2007

absurd day: recollection/retreat what ever hell you may call it..

well, i am surprisingly in the mood of blogging right now. I AM ITCHING.





I am kinda puzzled why i felt so absurd with all the things that happened to me today.












let me clear this right now:
I AM NOT AN ATHEIST.







BUT THEN, I FELT SOO NOT IN THE MOOD FOR REFLECTING AND (SORRY FOR THE TERM) BUT I FIND IT SO LUDICROUS...



FORGIVE ME GOD FOR HAVING BEEN SAID THAT. GOODNESS. I SOUND SOO ANTI-CHRIST.















here's the catch: I WENT TO MASS THIS NOON, I DUNNO WHERE THE URGE OCCURED BUT WELL. I WAS ONE OF THE 5-8 PEOPLE WHO ATTENDED THE MASS THIS AFTERNOON AT M.C., I FELT SOO ODD.. 





i felt this shitty feeling, that i wanna be a NUN. NUN. NUN.





























WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING?




forsake me, i am just tired.






*******************************************************




note: just finished watching CSI vegas SEASON 7, till the 20th episode..







all i can say is..












IT'S DEFINITELY HAPPENING, I WILL BE A CSI...
















OR AM I DREAMING?













Sunday, July 01, 2007

HELP! I AMBIGOUOSLY NEED YOUR FASHIONABLE STRATA'S HERE!







I am thinking about buying a new watch for my upcoming sh*teous birthday this august.









I need youR VERY fashionable theories and reviews about the following pretty watches. HOLLA!











what do you think about this?






















THIS PERHAPS??






























I GUESS I LOVED THIS ONE... PRETTY ISNT IT?






















CLOSER LOOK!! SOOOO FABBBBB!































WHITE VERSION OF THE FIRST ONE.. WHATCHA THINK?
















this one is also pretty, and btw am being biast. coz my FAVEST color is green.












chunkier than the previous.... this gave me a wry smile coz i sorta loved it!!







PREETTYY, BUT I THINK IT'S TOO SMALL FOR ME. I LURVE BIG, CHUNKY WATCHES. *well, dduhh, OBVIOUSLY..





AND FINALLY.....



HAUTE! PRETTY, HMMM...

PLEASE,,, AM PLEADING, I NEED YOUR HELP GUYS! I STILL HAVE A MONTH TO CHOOSE..

AND PLEASE, BE MY GUEST.

HELP ME!

Saturday, June 30, 2007

am trying you know...

and i will.

i so fucking will.
well, i havent posted any updates since hell FOREVER.


and the reason is that i still cant figure out if i lost, misplaced or lent anyone my FREAKING sd card.


next time,

I WILL NOT ALLOW ANYONE TO BORROW MY DIGICAM NA FOR A MONTH!!!
(you know who you are, b*tch.)



i miss those clicking moments just this minute!! *tears*








on a lighter note:

just bought one yesterday from girltalk, a 512 mb sd, which means it's like a 100% bigger in memory than my old one, which is 256 mb.

FOR ONLY 700! good catch isn't it????? wella, wella, wella.









next thing to do: APPLY FOR CHI-RHO, TAKE THE SPOT OF THE OLD REVIEW'S WRITER!!


LET ME JUST WISH. PLEASE!. FORSAKE ME WITH PROCRASTINATION AND WRITER'S BLOCK. HECK, HECK. 


PS: MS BARROS, I DONT KNOW WHY I AM SOO HELL BLOCKED WHEN YOU'RE ASKING ALL THOSE FREAKY QUESTIONS!


PUCHA EH!

Monday, May 28, 2007

♥ ♥ ♥ I LOVE THE RAIN.. ♥ ♥ ♥



it gives me a reason to stay at home..

be alone,

stare at the pouring rain,

and feel the cold weather..




It feels good,

real good...


coz for once,




I AM ABLE TO FEEL THE COLDNESS FROM THE OUTSIDE...


AND NOT FROM WITHIN..

Thursday, May 24, 2007

I AM SO FUCKING BORED! ...


look how monotonous these may sound:

1. i CANNOT drive my car because it's wrecked.

2. i am PRETENDING to be under a diet, but it's not happening anytime soon.

3. 24 hours in front of the pc. SO FUCKING repetitious.



4. LASTLY, I WANT AN AUTOMATIC CAR THAT CAN DRIVE ME ANYWHERE.

plainly day dreaming.



 

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

♥ ♥ANOTHER MILESTONE BABY.. UNBELIEVABLE..




unlimited internet is what i've been wishing since day 1 of my assumption here infront of the 'so-called-techy-thing', (you know what the hell i mean right?) .. 

fuck, fuck, fuck.. 

i am soo soo happy my mom acquired this piece 
of usable crap! UNLIMITED BROADBAND! 

since this is the day i got load of this.. 

i will hussle my fingers and kill all the veins in it. 



MODE: HAPPY! :)

Friday, April 06, 2007

*ALOK.*





Malamig ang hangin ngayong gabi...

Gayon din ang aking mga pawis sa palad...

Halos tirik ang mga mata sa kahihintay..

Sa ilang sandaling tila taon sa katagalan...







"HINDI!!"






Sandaling tumigil ang pagtibok ng puso...

Mistulang nagliyab ang aking katawan...

Sa init ng dugong mabilis na dumaloy...

Sa aking mga ugat...







Luha ang tumulo mula sa aking mga matang gulat...
*Sa pagyakap ko sa isang rosas.*



Yumakap ako sa isang rosas...
At niyakap ko nang kay higpit..
Na ni apoy man o alon..
di makapagpapabitiw..

Yumakap ako sa isang rosas..
At niyakap ko nang buong pag-iingat..
Na di koh inaalintanang tumirik ang bawat tinik...

Yumakap ako sa isang rosas...
At niyakap koh ng puspos sa pag-ibig...
Na agad akong lumusaw noong kusa akong iniwan...

Wala na ngayon ang rosas sa lilim ng aking kamay...
Wala na ngayon ang rosas.. sa silong ng aking bisig..
Wala na ngayon ang rosas sa aking yakap..
At inihagis ko sa langit ang dalawa kong kamay..
Kasabay ang pa-impyernong hiyaw ng pagkaguho..
At tumulo, umagos, lumuha ng dugo ang aking mga mata..
At ang rosas ay mas maganda...
At ang rosas ngayon ay mas malambing Dahil wala na siyang tinik...
At ang rosas ngayon ay masaya at tangan-tangan ng iba..
At akong unang yumakap ay nakaluhod..

Bugbog ang isip, duguan sa labas at loob...

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Mayroong isang dilag, nagmamahal ng tapat.

Kasintaha’y pilyo, ginagawa ang hindi dapat.

Makita lang ng babae ang sulyap nitong Ginoo,

Tila ba ang mga galit ay nagiging pagibig na totoo

Kaya naman pagibig niya’y hinahangaan ko.

Ngunit isang araw, habang ang dilag ay naparaan sa parke..

May tunog na sa kanya’y tumawag,

napakatamis na salita ang binigkas ng isang lalake sa kasama nitong babae..

Mga salitang ni minsan ay hindi niya narinig na ibinulong sa kanya ng nobyo,

Nalusaw ang babae, tila ba nawasak ang kanyang puso..

Dahil ang lalake palang iyon ay ang ginoong kanyang sinisinta.

Umuwi ang babae sa kanilang bahay, umiyak ng husto.

Tinanong ang sarili kung “kulang paba ang lahat ng sakripisyo?”

Naghihinagpis ang magandang dilag ng gabing iyon.

Ni hindi siya kumain, di niya maitago ang pagkabigo.

Dumating ang kanyang ama kinabukasan, hindi natiis ang kalungkutan ng anak.

Kinatok ang pinto, hiningi ang sagot ng anak sa tanong ngunit,

katahimikan ay dumanak.

Di nagsasalita ang magandang dilag,

kahit maka ilang beses mang tawagin ng ama.

Nagtaka ang ama, dahil kahit ganoon kalungkot ang kanyang anak,

kilala niya ito.

Sasagot ito sa kanya dahil sila ay sadyang malapit sa isa’t isa.

Isa nalang ang naiisip na gawin ng ama,

ang puwersahang pagpasok sa kwarto ng dilag.

Kaya, sinipa niya ang pinto ng buong pwersa.

Ngunit, sa sandaling ito, mistula siyang bulag.

Dahil nakita niya ang kanyang pinangalagaang anak, na wala nang buhay.

Nagpakamatay ito dahil sa sobrang kalungkutan,

nasa lapag, nakahandusay.

Ang dilag ay nagbigti. Sa sobrang higpit ng lubid, naputol ito.

Sa pagkahulog ng walang buhay niyang katawan,

may natagpuang sulat sa kanyang kamay.

“Gusto ko sa aking libing, hawak ko ang isang pulang rosas,

at sa taas ng aking kabaong, maglagay kayo ng isang kalapati,

at wag niyong kalilitmutan na namatay

ako para sa TOTOONG PAG-IBIG…”

Tuesday, February 27, 2007


*ill be starting to pull off every single poetry and literature shit on my papers and transfer them here at my blog... and warning, most of them are full of fucking hatred, agony, dissentment, ♥, life, and all superficial creeps in my mind..


hope ya'll could read it.. ♥*


muaaahhh loads, xoxo..
ayen... <3