Gone, Here.

Gone, Here. Here, Gone.

You're here tonight, sharing my comfy blanket.

We cuddle, we hug, we laugh, we tell stories.

We look at the stars, look at the buildings, take some pics,

Just because we're not yet sleepy..

Soon enough, your eyes struggle, closing

You fell asleep, and hey we are at the rooftop.

Next morning, ooh you're gone.

A bird might have stolen you when I fell asleep.

And now I'm alone again,

The cold wind touching my blank face.

The rusty rooftop frictioning with my bare feet.

Without much control of the situation,

Yea. I tripped.

After the sudden fall,

I then realize,

You were never beside me.

It was all just a dream.

A dream that is too good to be happening.

All given realities.

Blah blah.

I feel like exploding any minute now.

Comfort zone: Starbucks with Poleco readings. Hello tien.

Ooooh damnness, where did my luck fly? Come back.

Bad vibes, wrong timing, idle position, messed up works, day dreaming face, scrambled self. Thats what completely describe me right now.

Ohooo. take me to an empire where pain and heartaches are minutely absent.

Coz you know, hell's drowning me to deathness.

Darkness pulling me under...... Who can save me?

---------Sabay sabay pa. Yes, can I breathe guys?

Six o'clock in the Morning.

When your alarm clock bugs you off at its loudest, do you see it as a call to celebrate?

Oftentimes, you may not want to hit your bed early and prefer to spend the night staring on those yellow, blue, orange playful lights of the streets.... Or look up, admire the bright stars of the dark sky. But swiftly stop and think of "what you'll do when this majestic view vanishes tomorrow morning."

You assure yourself that this night would be the best night of your life because of fear. Fear of getting up the next day, not knowing how to face it.

The sunrise upsets you not because it is ugly. Yes, it's not. Maybe, you just don't consider the thought of waking up with no food, no water, no car keys, no pair of socks. Shallow sentiments?

To be effective, maybe. Again maybe, opening your eyes will feed you the reality that you are alone. Nothing and no one can fill your empty hand.

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You have everything tonight, how about tomorrow? Do you still have a tight grip on them?

Scary the feeling of not being able to fight for "what completes your face - a smile" "what excites you to wake up early" "who tickles your feet to get you ready" "who offers a cup of Starbucks to get you going" "who asks how was your sleep and greets you, good morning!"

Things and persons (what/who used to be's) that might be gone the next day. -- What scares you in welcoming the sunrise which will signal another day of being back to lonesomeness.

Back to normal. The magic ends tonight.

Are you sleepy yet?

Great Froilan, Dedicated to Someone na!!!

Because of being near you, Gosh man, WORSE effing moment.....................................

Habagat F.F.

Fucking Face.

Find your way out
Leave the bench
Cross the line
Don't ever look back

Because your gigolo attitude makes my awesome day suck to its limits..

Hate the blink of your monstrous green eyes
Signaling the delay of any motion around me

Hey. Do you own a mask?
Have it cover your boring lips
Because Man, it stinks. Right right?
Hm.

Every part of you combined altogether will lead me to head aches, lonely nights, dragging episodes, trying-hard seriousdashemo moments, and over dozed sleeping pills.

The whole package of 'your highness'??-- Nah, your face alone has caused me indisputable disasters and one biiiiiiig painful downfall. BETTER YET, A HABAGAT.

Brrrrrrr. Word of Advice-- Take off, bring your face. Bring every panget AND WINDY part of you.

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Hahahaha. Galit lang a. -OO GALIT TALAGA.
Not "stoning" anyone. -STONING NOW.

Grabe, You are so way GAY. And pwedeng itago mo na lang ang toy cars mo! Leche e.

You suck completely!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BOO.

FOR IMC Pip -- BERNADETS SONGCO!!!

I-sasang tabi ang mushyhan sa pagkakataong ito.
Kakalimutan ang bugso ng malalambing na salita.
Para kasing kay lungkot ng mga pinasak na entri e.

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Anyway, this is written and published for my dear hell-a povedan --- Bernadets Songco.

You asked me to update. Hmmm, this entry will test your proficiency (Guess what?) in Filipinoooo Lang.

Here.

Translate:

1 Ubod ng saya ang maging balingkinitan at metikulosang Presidente ng grupong tatak sa binhi ng mga nagpupunyagi.

2 Ang bolang asul ay tumalbog patungo sa himpapawid at di na matanto kung salat sa hangin o balot na balot na sa polusyon.

3 Literatura ng Aleman ang nais gugulan ng matinding pag-aaral ni Pepe upang siya'y maging isang ganap na mananayaw sa piging na mangyayari bukas ng gabi.

4 Can you give me a pair of sneakers or a shot of El Hhhhombre?

5 Work the hair.

6 Our president is currently in with Bush and works hand in hand with the Congress to obliterate terrorism, abuses and corruption.

There you go-go. No coaching please. Hahaha.
Halatang bored lang a. rrrr.

Hoping for a response Dear PoPoPoveydan, =p

Summer Reject!

First entry that I will really make some nonsense kwento.

Hm.
Enlistment is still ongoing, yet we (mgt peeps) are left unanswered whether or not we can enroll CAS. Brrr.

If ever they don't allow us. Nakoooo. I'm going to set fire the University!!!

Summer sucks na tuloooooooy.

The sched is manipulating the overstated sincerity of my Summer breeze. - hahaha for Han.

And I am not happy with it. Not. Not. Not.
=p

EYES OF A CHILD CAN TELL

A thousand words do not completely speak TRUTHFULLY.

A single action may.

Actions do not always provide assurance.

A word can.

It is better to not have spoken at all than jumble words to form a sweet statement full of lies,

bragging about the things you can give, you can do.

Either way, execution of pictured targets does not guarantee safety from lies,

It may be just an "acting."

Easy said. Easy done? Easy done. Easy said?

Deceitful MOTIVE. Whether of words, or actions, makes everything else thorny.

Phew.

Words trigger - brainwashing

AND

Actions formulate - hopes.

Words. Actions.

Only the eyes of a child can speak of the truth.

Only the body of a child can act honestly.

Pure Minds. Pure Hearts.