Saturday, September 9

Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.

Should I let you fall?
Lose it all?
So maybe you can remember yourself.
Can't keep believing,
We're only deceiving ourselves .
And I'm sick of the lie,
And you're too late.

Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.

Couldn't take the blame.
Sick with shame.
Must be exhausting to lose your own game.
Selfishly hated,
No wonder you're jaded.
You can't play the victim this time,
And you're too late.

Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.

You never call me when you're sober.
You only want it cause it's over,
It's over.

How could I have burned paradise?
How could I - you were never mine.

So don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
Don't lie to me,
Just get your things.
I've made up your mind.

-->Evanescence

Saturday, September 2

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

--Sia

Thursday, August 24

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-And like how are blind people supposed to read that? Lolz!

Saturday, July 8

A friendster bulletin post from a former officemate:

Saturday, 24 June, 2006 11:36 PM
Subject: Soon to lost my "FREEDOM for LOVE sake"
Message: This is to announce to everyone out there who are
my friends that I will soon deprive my self to "right
of freedom" for love sake. I'll be married this
coming August I would like to invite you all to
witness that day!!!

LOLZ! Goodluck friend!!! ;-)

Friday, July 7

If you played for Brazil what would your name be? Mine is Sunshininhosa! Go figure! ;-p

Tuesday, June 27

I give you the gift of loving you exclusively. I tie you to this stern, sweet discipline to let you feel the demands of my love. For I live only as a shadow-woman if my heart can know no outpouring, my selfishness no substandard for your needs, if my countless good impulses and scattered affections have no single gathering-point center where they realize themselves and have meaning. I give you this –the manly task of earning my love again daily, the delight of your eyes when you look at me and see me heeding you. I give you all these things no matter how much -or less- of you you give to me.

Thursday, May 4

Are you ready maybe
Are you willing to run
Are you ready to let yourself drown
Are you holding your breath
Are you ready or not

Are you ready maybe
Do you long to confess
Do you feel that you're already numb
Are you sure of yourself
Would you lie if you're not

You tire me out
Don't wanna let that happen
A secret scream so loud
Why did you let that happen

Ooh ooh so put your arms around me
You let me believe that you are someone else
Ooh ooh cause only time can take you
So let me believe
That I am someone else

Maybe, are you ready to break
Do you think that I push you too far
Would you open yourself
Are you reckless or not

You tire me out
Don't wanna let that happen
A secret scream so loud
Why did you let that happen


--Put your arms around me, Texas

Monday, April 24

It’s unethical to be jobless

When you’ve finish’d school. Having nuthin’ to do wit tha time [& lack of funds] you’re faced wit. Realizin’ tis –spesh after havin’ lunch’d [yer first meal of tha day] & havin’ bathed [yer attempt @ groomin’ yer very ungroom’d indoor self to prepare fo’ a day of productive possibilities], ya automatically scan tha house fo’ sumthin to nibble on to simulate activity & preoccupation [never mind that your jaws are tha only part of ya that’s busy] and then ya mull in shame if you’re even allow’d to chew wut u’re chewin’, & to consume huge chunks of it too! As much as you’d like to be a bratinella & ask & ask for thangs like in tha golden days, ya kno’ ya cuden simply coz there’s nuthin’ fo’ em to give. And then ya juz go on chillaxin’ like everything’s fine as it really is fo’ now but knowin’ @ tha back of yer mind that it ain’t gonna be.

Friday, April 21

There’s this lazy cloud hangin’ over me. Preventing me from getting’ thangs dun like they shud be, makin’ me tha queen of procrastination, keeping me in bed for long periods of time. I used to have a productivity bone. Tha first time I was jobless, I tried contributing to a magazine. Second bumhood got me writing an article publish’d for ma uncle’s company newsletter while I was on vacation in San Pablo. Third lack of employment, I contributed three works for ma previous work mate’s newspaper. Now am lying day in and day out in bed unwilling to move, all cynical ‘bout hopes in tha employment future & dishearten’d @ why I seem to be in repelling forces wit all jobs that are regular & unparallel’d in terms of benefits.

So to tha HR department of companies holding Regular, Benefit-Showering Jobs, come get me!!!

Wednesday, April 19

I mourn’d you today. Idunno if it’s paranoia, premonition, or tha drugs I took fo’ ma pesky allergies but I do git right premonitions. Like in high school when I suddenly bawl’d witout rhyme or reason during class, to tha utter surprise of ma seatmates. By lunchtime, ma friend told me to meet her in tha CR for some news –tha news being that Scratched Away Vandal [I’ve scratch’d away @ tha numerous & loving vandals I’ve created elaborately on ma desk of his name after lunch] ask’d her to tell me he ain’t pursuin’ me anymore. I forgot tha excuse –sumthin about tha scary parental units or sumthin. I was all calm by then so I told ma friend [who wasn’t in my morning class] no biggie. She diden know I’ve had ma release. I hope its tha drugs tis time, tho’. :c
Why d'ya ask ba?

Monday, April 17

I so so so don’t wana be embarrass’d, ma pride can’t take it. I avoid it @ all costs. Talk fo’ me is cheap so I be quiet all tha time unless you be close to me [then I won’t shut up even when ya pointedly sleep on me ryt , pic? ;-p]. I git ma punchlines/ideas stolen all tha time coz I don’t blurt em out all over tha place but juz tell em to an unjudgmental lot fo’ fear of it bein’ diss’d and be made fun of. And then it turns out great & someone else takes credit fo’ it -but am ok wit that rather than take responsibility fo’ it when it turns out to be a flop later. Better be Unrecognized for Greatness than be Famous for Shockingly Lamebrained Theories. I love tha same way. Insteada handin’ out compliments, or doin’ thangs then braggin’ bout it or expectin’ pats on tha back fo’ it, I juz do thangs fo’ people. I humour, I give way, and then I don’t nag that tha person I’ve dun good fo’ to be givin’ tha love back or praise me fo’ it. I can be so nonchalant sometimes in doing thangs that actually kill me fo’ tha person/s I love. And then that person juz be makin’ or askin’ comments afterwards that’s really insulting and push fo’ a last thoughtful phrase like, “It’s a good thing you’re so nice”, & then leave & expect me to follow & wag my tail good-naturedly afterwards.
Ma dear earth boi, currently, there are 5 miniscule things that confuse me bout cha. I like ya so much that I constantly look fo’ any excuse to like ya [some ya can’t even help & aren’t even directly connected to ya] & add it to ma ‘why I like ya’ list. Juz tha same, these 5 thangs are there. I usually keep tabs like this on someone I like & then I watch if the list lessens over time. I don’t point these thangs out, juz let em figure it out themselves. If tha list elongates & tha old queschns/confusions ‘bout him remain unanswered, he strikes out and is eliminated from tha game that is our life together. But juz like ma open attitch in addin’ to yer positive list, I am hoping to understand & sort out these confusions soon. ;-)
I once told someone I don’t wanna be courted. He took it to mean I wanna be trash’d. I don’t. I juz meant I want tha same level of honesty in friendships from him.

Thursday, April 13

To let go doesn't mean to stop caring;
It means I can't do it for someone else.


To let go is not to cut myself off....
It is the realization that I can't control another.....


To let go is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.


To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.


To let go is not to try and change or blame another,
it is to make the most of myself.


To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcome,
but to allow others to affect their own destiny.


To let go is not to be protective,
It is to let another face reality.


To let go is not to deny, but to accept.


To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings then to correct them.


To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.


To let go is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.


To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for today.


To let go is to fear less and love more.


-->Kay Lafle
dawaitumaihartistrudalandlain

As I don’t really go out ‘cept to buy thangs @ tha mall, I spend most of ma time yakking on tha phone. I can go at it 6 hours @ a time and still go even if I’ve gone Inday Garutay-hoarse from it. When am not writing, I talk for hours on tha phone. It keeps my sanity intact and is my calmer form of release when I don’t throw ma things [unbreakables like lotion containers, pens, & brushes] around or scream like a lunatic @ tha top of ma lungs. I specially like DMC’s [deep meaningful conversations] and prefer phone-line burning to actual meetings/going out. I think phone conversations are much better cuz tha talks are more focused as oppos’d to going out where ya multi-task wit eating/movie-watching/etc. & ya worry bout how ya look & one of ya has to hurry home or elsewhere & even when both of ya aren’t off to some place, ya hafta scram when tha store hits closing time. In fact I used to have a phone pal back in high school who said it amazes him how I’m closer to him than some of his real friends. Or mebbe I’m juz a Home Freak geek. Haha!

Monday, April 10

I’ve always told myself I’ll only enter into a relationship wit a guy if he be naiz as ma best GURL friend is to me. [which goes to show how lame tha men around me are.] She serves me food first [even @ my own home], combs my hair fo’ me when am too lazy to be bother’d wit it, takes me home when it’s late in tha night, etc. –all part of tha niceness that is her. I remember I’ve mention’d tis to a guy I haven’t met once. Then when we dated, it’s as if he has tis mental checklist –He order’d for us [I’ve told him I’d rather have other people tell tha waiters wut I want coz I’m shy], he served me our pizza, and he even tried to comb my hair wit his hand. It really amused me coz he did tha exact same things I told him about ma friend, and he tried to cram it in a day when tha ‘general niceness’ and ‘unassholeness’ of ma friend was actually wut I appreciated. And so it came out all ‘scripted’ looking and unnatural. Like he doesn’t really do those things but is pressured to make a good impression on me. He diden even complete his mental list of literal things dun by ma friend –he forgot to take me home. [or mebbe I diden tell him she does that.] After that, I don’t tell men they shud be nicer than my girl friends anymore. I mean if they are born nice, they will be nice and if they are assholes, then nuthin will stop em no matter how many discussions we be havin’ ‘bout gurl friends being nice.

Monday, April 3

Pwede bang sabihin mo
Na itatago mo ang mga sulat ko
Kasi medyo maiinis ako
Kung itatapon mo..

'wag kang mag-alala..
Di ako luluha
Kung may kapiling kang iba
Di na pipilitin pa..
Itong damdamin ko sa'yo
Medyo maninibago
Pero ayos lang sakin 'to

At pwede bang sabihin mong..
"maghihintay ako sa'yo.."
Kasi medyo naiinip na 'ko
Sa ikot ng mundo

Pwede bang isipin mo
Nahihirapan din naman ako
Sa paghintay lang ng kung anu-ano
Magmumula sa'yo

At 'wag kang magtataka
Kung ako'y biglang makita
Na nag-iisa..nakahiga lang sa kama
Iniisip ko ito,

"ba't nga ba biglang nagbago?.."

Makayanan ko sana 'to..

At pwede bang sabihin mong..
"maghihintay ako sa'yo.."
Kasi medyo naiinip na 'ko
Sa ikot ng mundo

'wag kang mag-alala..
Di ako luluha
Kung may kapiling kang iba
Di na pipilitin pa..
Itong damdamin ko sa'yo
Medyo maninibago
Makayanan ko sana 'to..

Pwede bang sabihin mong..
"maghihintay ako sa'yo.."
Kasi medyo naiinip na 'ko
Sa ikot ng mundo..

At pwede ba..pwede ba..pwede ba?..
At pwede ba..pwede ba..pwede ba?..

Tuesday, March 28

I've nuthin' better to do so I created a y!m profile & used it to pm & tease ma good friend, Toyz whose y!m status @ tha time was "busy-busyhan"

Monday, March 27

I hate peepz hu make miss'd calls. It juz conveys they have enough load to call but are too cheap to actually do it. Bothersome miss callin' freaks, i have no time or load to spare for y'all!
Its another story to hear
Its another laugh for two
Its another take a look on the clock
And the magic shared by you

A cup in hand
You know its worth a while
A cup in hand
Let's sit and stay a while
When we deserve the moment
Let's sit
Let's talk
One moment
With nescafe

Let's sit
Let's talk
One moment
With nescafe...

Wednesday, March 22

Should a pain only be limited as something caused by only a singular person? I hurt all kinds of pain @ tha same time caused by diff'rent people. Others shouldn't hurt if i hurt more from another person's infliction than i hurt from theirs or when another person's infliction causes more reaction from me than theirs. Did i succeed in confusing ya? ;-)

Tuesday, March 21

When you try to get away wit scrimping and penny pinching on some thangs, sumthin' else most likely suffers.

A classic example would be the money i thought i'd be saving from refusin' to ride pedicabs and trykes and choosin' to walk 7 minute, 10 minute, 30 minute distances to public transport stops, churches, malls, etc. On this 'wisened' course of action, ma skin, ma lovely shoes, & ma lungs [pharyngitis]all of suffered.

Moral lesson: Life just can't, won't be had easy. So if you've been meticulous @ work lately, or religiously devoted to some routinary thang, or juz plain cutting off some 'insignificant' thang in yer struggle fo' glorious triumph & success @ another thang.... remember that everythang has a price.

Saturday, March 18

Ever wondered how Mark Logan sounds like singing? Listen to Join The Club. Tha tune is catchy but tha voice is quite strange. So strange ma officemate can't distinguish if he's singing in English or Tagalog. So here are the deciphered lyrics of their hit maker,nobela...

ngumiti kahit na napipilitan
kahit pa sinasadya
mo akong masaktan paminsan-minsan
kahit sandali na lang
tulad mo ba akong nahihirapan
dahil naiisip ka
di ko na kaya pang kalimutan
bawat sandali na lang

at aalis magbabalik
at uulitin sa muli
mamahalin ka’t sambitin
kahit muli masaktan
sa pag-alis
ako'y magbabalik
sana naman

sa isang marikit na alaala
pangitahing kay ganda
sana ngay pagbigyan
na ng tadhana
bawat sandali na lang
sumabay sa biglang pagkabahala
lumabis sa pananadya
tunay na pagsilan alintana
bawat sandali na lang

at aalis magbabalik
at uulitin sa muli
mamahalin kasambitib
kahit muli masaktan
sa pag-alis
ako'y magbabalik
sana naman

ngumiti kahit na napipilitan
kahit pa sinasadya
mo akong masaktan paminsan-minsan
bawat sandali

at aalis magbabalik
at uulitin sa muli
mamahalin kasambitib
kahit muli masaktan
sa pag-alis
ako'y magbabalik
sana naman

Sunday, February 5

Hey there dear brother, I know you’re not yet home but wud ya happen to kno wer ma fifty eight fuckin’ downloaded mp3s went? Ya kno’, those under tha ‘slow’ folder? Tha ones I listen to when I need to chill? Vonda Shepherd, Shanice, Hall&Oates, Melanie, Patti Austin, Laura Branigan? Tha ones I had a hard time tryin to find & stays up for dl-in’ in our ancient computer? And I’ve juz checkd tha computer mem’ry & suddenly it has 1.63GB free space when it used to barely reach 800MB… wonder where all those free space came from? Hmn.. really mysterious! But you kno wut? Never mind! Forget it! I’ll juz… Wait,wut are these mp3 icons on tha desktop? Prolly yours, brotha deah? Oh. *Oops!* I’ve deleted it! And look! Tha mouse click’d ‘Recycle Bin’.. and.. emptied it. How clumsy of me! And let’s see wut’z this folder doin here? Prolly beenhere fo’ more than a year unused? I highly recommend we remove it. Of course am shoore you have backup of these files which look like sample flash works or sumthin.. pretty nonsense actually! And when you deleted ma sample writings last year.. diden you save a back-up of it for me? F’kors you did! You’re juz plannin’ to surprise me sometime one of these days by presenting me a copy of all that writings suddenly, you little joker, you! Heheh! Am all smiles now. So, see? I never git angry unlike some quarreling sibs. We’re so lucky… ain’t we? Wait, lemme juz empty tis one more folder for you.. See? I even do yer chores for you! See, 3.46 space of free GB! Me, angry? Hell, no! I never git mad! Wutz this VCD doin.. Nice looking cov… Why, it juz flew and threw itself across tha room! Must be some pretty strong wind today, anotha one juz followd. Oh, bro’s here. Lez ask him if he has seen wer ma mp3s in tha pc has gone to. Apparently he’s asleep already. He tells me he diden kno& to find ma’self someone else to talk to. Very well, big bro! Mebbe more computer cleanin’ for ya…

Ryan, I need you to download 58 mp3’s fo’ me…

Thursday, February 2

No, you do not want a relationship because you are afraid/do not want to hurt another person. You do not want a relationship because you wanna be able to hurt others freely and ‘guiltlessly’.

Wednesday, February 1

I like tha feeling of someone humouring me... giving in, giving way -no questions asked. Trusting me no matter how silly a request I have. For all ma friends who had given in to me @ one silly point or anotha, thank y'all. Really means a lot to me. Luv ya!
When it's your año dia, y'all shud be naiz to Tha Goddess Self even if others fail to bow before ya so last Wed, i've gone & search'd fo' ma birthday meaning on tha net. Here's wut I came up wit...

Born today, on the 25th of January:
Like all Aquarians, this golden bird is more pursued than pursuing. Too clever to let vanity go to her sparkling head, her only problem is heedlessness. Half the world seems to want to capture her, maybe with the intention of shutting the door of the gilded cage. Captured she may even stay for a while, laughing and entertaining, bewitching with her cleverness, beguiling with her foresight. But then the resonance of the night recedes. And around this bright creature the starlit or moonlit dome sparkles, suddenly seeming to disdain her capturer. Suddenly January 25 takes fright and is gone, leaving a lot of sadness in her wake. Both sexes are the same. To would-be lovers they seem a fantastic discovery. It's astonishing that somebody so come hither isn't tucked up in a long term relationship. But there's a reason for everything and with this winter child it's boredom and an easily sparked interest in something or somebody new. This is one of the few unutterably glamorous creatures of the night sky who makes truly platonic friendship work. Although they may be ignoring the secret lusts of a 'friend', the relationship is usually worth the desirer's self-discipline, because then at least they know that January 25 will always be available. At work, find them in the media or tourism, where their charm takes them to high places and smooths the path for original thinking and deals. Bosses love them because their charisma is such that others want to throw money at them, ideal for January 25's employers. Some stay with a partner for life, but most are serial mankillers (or ladykillers). Only children can command their total commitment. Often this individual finds himself as a single parent, but January 25s make terrific fathers and mothers and their offspring grow up as balanced as the scales of justice. While this person may be an earthquake in romantic love, a child's needs keep them steady.

January 25 is slightly psychic, but naughty with it and likes to wander about the British Isles frightening himself and companions by ghost spotting, at which both sexes are remarkably good. Favourite spots include Elton Hall, Cambridgeshire, haunted by a gambler's ghost who would kidnap and kill guests for the money in their wallet. Or the dark and dangerous grounds of Belvoir Castle, Leicestershire, supposedly haunted by three witches, executed for murdering the sixth Earl of Rutland's two infant sons, also rumoured to appear. January 25 is more likely than most to find a ghost so only the stout-hearted should go with them.

A birthday on the twenty-fifth day of the month indicates a naturally prophetic and intuitive person with a strong leaning toward the occult. You tend to conceal your true feelings and as a result are not always understood. Artistically gifted, you can commercialize almost any area of art to which you are inclined. Success can also be enjoyed in the professions, business or the constructive side of politics. You tend to be vacillating and inconsistent, and until you overcome this tendency your affairs will suffer. It's imperative that you learn to concentrate, force your mind into stability and away from a sense of inferiority, self-pity and depression. Your affections are your greatest weakness, and you must always stay on the straight and narrow, for there's a strong tendency to wander from the path that inclines you to preach morals but practice excess. Idealistic and hopeful, you need to work against laziness.

The January 25th person lives their life suffering in some way or another. This is accredited to the planet Neptune. Illusions that seen to offer some form of transcendence is another trait of this planet. The person born on this day has excellent skills and are usually great thinkers in the work place, but can spend some time warding off objectors. As a mate, the January 25th person is unique and captivating. The ideal mate of this person would offer a atmosphere of stability.

Generosity comes naturally to you -- it makes you feel good to make others feel good. There will, however, be occasions when it is necessary to say or do things that might make others feel bad, not because you want to but because honesty demands it. Truth is the foundation on which everything else must be built. Feelings are of secondary importance.

You work well with groups, especially this year. Together, you can make amazing breakthroughs. You're the brains behind the operation.

Tuesday, January 31

Hiling

nahihirapan na ang aking isip
nauubusan na ng sasabihin sa iyo..
nanlalamig na ba ang pag-ibig mo sa 'kin..
giliw..

nalilito ako, nais kong sagipin ang ating
nalulunod na pag-ibig
nguni't handa akong palayain ka
kung ito ang 'yong hiling
gaano man kasakit sa akin
ibibgay sa yo
ang tanging pakiusap lang
wag mo akong kalimutan..

kay rami nang nagdaan
na pagsubok sa ting pag-ibig
kakayanin pa kayang mabawi pa
ang mga nasabi nang masasakit na salita..

kung ito ang yong hiling
gaano man kasakit sa akin..
ibibigay sa yo..

nanlalamig na bang pag-ibig mo?

-paramita

Sunday, January 29

You said you gon’ take me home. You said you gon’ lend me that book. You promis’d. :c Next time, juz don’t make promises no more aite?

Wednesday, January 25

Haha! Sabi na nga ba u're up to sumthin takin' all that gazillion pics of me. I like tha celestial fonts. Wut happen'd to tha others tho'? Like our fab Cafeteria & Gonuts pics and ma spaghetti commercial pic? Dapat pinost mo all gazillion trillion pics! Lolz.

Thursday, January 5

A TRUE TEST TO DISCOVER WHO IS MOST COMPATIBLE WITH YOU REGARDLESS IF YOU'RE MARRIED, SINGLE, TAKEN, OR HOMO!

I juz hafta share this great new test i've found on tha net. It gives a more in-depth analysis/report than any astrological books i have! Works regardless if you're married, single, taken or wutevr! Really spooked me out how perfectly it described tha person who has my most coveted heart! ;-)

http://www.crushcalculator.com/content/love/972655177