Saturday, February 27, 2010

No perfect title

NO perfect texts.

NO perfect introduction.

NO perfect ending.

Because there's NO perfect US to begin with.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Ohohohow.

I missed this blog!!!!! It's been almost a year!!!!!

Waaaaaaaaah. can't believe Ive opened you again!

:D

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

...

Some things on earth are just too hard to comprehend.

Come and Go.

From the teddy bear you once held when you were little down to the one, the only person who had brought meaning to your life.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Outburst of Happiness

HAPPINESS HAPPINESS HAPPINESS HAPPINESS HAPPINESS HAPPINESS





That's the end goal of mankind.


What we aspire for.


What gives us strength.


What keeps us going amidst everything.





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What is the real meaning of the word?


Happy + ness.





State of ?





You may complete these sentences :





I AM HAPPY WHEN ____________________________.





HE/SHE MAKES ME HAPPY WHENEVER ___________________________.





WE ARE HAPPY BECAUSE _______________________________.








Maybe you already have answers on your head, but you may mistake a reason for another,


or think of a reason that is not qualified as a reason.





What can make us happy then? Do the reasons we have are enough to say that we are/can be happy?








What if I am not, what if you're not. But we think we are.





I cannot picture myself extremely happy. Because, the different meanings of happiness keep juggling inside my flat head.





What can be enough?





Enough to say I have someone?


Enough to say you have a family?


Enough to say I passed the board exam?


Enough to say I learned how to swim?


Enough to say I can drive?


Enough to say I got a new job?


Enough to say my bus is here at last?


Enough to say there's no school today?


Enough to say I have a vacation trip readied tom?


Enough to say we're complete at dinner?


Enough to say "HEY I'M IN LOVE."


Enough to say we share the same sentiments?









Answer: YES. these things are more than enough.






When all good memories are added up, they will be equal to a word.....








HAPPINESS.

simple joys.
simple things added together.
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Friday, September 7, 2007

Instant sarap noodles

Nahihirapan ka ba pag nabitin ka ng amoy ng yakisobang nakababad sa mainit na tubig?

Sarap higupin sana habang mainit init pa.

Lalagyan mo lang ng hot water then solved ka na.

Konting ihip lang, nako ho. Swabeng dadaloy sa labing gutom na gutom.

Hmmmmm. Ang sarap ng noodles, instant man pero matagal ding inasam.

=p

Gutooooooooooooooooom.

Saturday, August 4, 2007

Half drowning already.

No need for a backgorund or interpretation of this literary work. The poem speaks for itself.

I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
and I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me
and I slowly begin to give in
to the feeling that lies below the water line
the waters starts to fill my lungs
the lungs that once held so much life
yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness
But why doesn't someone grab my hand
pull me from darkness's grasp?
because no one knows I stand at the boundary
the boundary between light and dark
so I give in to the thing that holds me
All of the strength and all of the courage
that I once held in my heart
can't save me from the water
So I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousness
undetected by the occupants of that world
I don't want to fight anymore
I've given into darkness.....................

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

One day Late. Yesterday's entry.

Don't hit the clingy road when you're half asleep.

Worse, don't DRIVE your dad's car if you can't rightfully handle the wheels.

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I woke up late, took a shower, wore my ironed clothes and put on my shabby shoes.

Dad was there greeting 'Goodmorning child' as I ran and got the keys on top of I-can't-remember where.

He just smiled, I did not. I was just again ranting because I did not wake up early.

Papers were killing me. Yes. YOU were torturing me that night.

And so I had to stay up late til my eyes weaken and start blurring out.

Hate hate hate it.

As expected, drivers perform the "too fast too furious style," not minding any pedestrian and PUJS if they need to reach a targetplace on time. Overtake there, Frequent fast touch on the breaks, No signals, No driving below 20. Third gear - slowest, Swerving - switching of lanes, Traffic signs, nah don't matter.

Oh yea. But sometimes, though you had it in you (strength/power/acceleration/speed)... You can't escape accidents.

Due to your sleepy head and "not yourself" state,

You might end up hitting the breaks too late. And bump a white painted but rusty cab. Good thing, if the driver decides to run away.

So. Better have stayed and imprisoned yourself at home than engage in such stupid situations. Right? Dadadada.

Today wasn't a good day.

How about tomorrow?