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| 10:35pm 03/05/2006 | ||||
Nakakatawa pero maganda ang rihitmo. At natatamaan ako sa liriko. "...awit na nananawagan baka sakaling napakikinggan pag-ibig na palaisipan sa kanta na lang idaraan nag-aabang sa langit sa mga ulap sumisilip sa likod ng mga tala..." Nag-aabang ng pansin... Nag-aabang ng kapiling... ng pagsilip ng sinag ng araw sa panahon ng tag-ulan... Malamig ang tag-ulan. Ang ginaw'y tagos hanggang buto. Tangis ay di na pansin sa buhos ng ulan. Mag-aabang na lang sa pagtila ng ulan. |
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hopeful| Smiles and Stars | |||
| 06:43pm 21/04/2006 | |||
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If I could hold a star for every time he made me smile, I would have the whole sky in the palm of my hands. |
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| Quotes from an English School - PART 1 | |||
| 05:03pm 21/04/2006 | |||
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1. Keep Quiet, Speak English, Thoroughly Defend a 10 minute study 2. When you have oral test class, you should avoid to make your class boring. You should be a good business man also. So we must gather students as many as possible. 3. Try to say hello or good bye with various expressions. (not the same questions). Example given: See you tomorrow with a big smile. (hehehe right?) 4. From today, any teachers never use internet for watching movie and playing online game and downloading music file during the shift even though you have a free time. This is serious personal infraction because that can make the server very slow. (Who cares...) Although we already announce like this, if you don’t follow this rule and disobey Management will give you NPA(notice of personal action) and punishment. (Ooohhh...I'm scared...) Furthermore (ohhh, there's more?!) , we will put the name of person who disobey on the head community. This is final verbal warning (i thoughts there was only one verbal warning....I'm confused) 5. Check your table and seat after having your meal. It’s so dirty~~ (like you the person who wrote this) We must clean our pantry after having lunch and dinner. You have to remove the trash on the table. And if the garbage back (what?) is full Don’t put the trash on the that any more. PLEASE~~~~~~~ (what?) If you can not find extra garbage back (I don't think this is just phonetic) let the Korean staff knows.. (too strict with SV agreement) Don’t forger that pantry is for us. Not for only one (whaaaaat?) |
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| I am Beautiful | |||
| 01:40am 17/02/2006 | |||
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i am beautiful for loving for seven years a man who hated his family, and loving his son more than he loved me... i am beautiful for loving a second time another man who crushed my heart and took my soul away..... i am beautiful for loving a man who couldn't find love elsewhere but here with me........ i am beautiful for loving the last who just bid farewell..... for i am not afraid to love and be hurt. for some reason, this cycle makes the world beautiful. i love my children who do not exist and will probably not. but for them, i do "this". this, i bare to the sun my flawless skin this, i pay with youth and excited giggles for a future unseen this, i surrender my heart clasped with iron thorns... oh, how my heart bleeds... and tears will stop with sleep and resume again anda again and again... but someday i will smile again. and it will be a beautiful smile. |
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| Hateful Car | ||||
| 07:23pm 10/08/2005 | ||||
We updated our car from an 82 lancer to a 95. We would drive around under the hot sun of the city, and it felt like I was in an oven. My skin started to break out that time, and never got its usual texture. Once, too, it was raining hard. The AC got freon shots but never got cold because the compressor was broken. We had to keep the windows up. And I had to wipe the windows all the time just so we could see if we're about to hit someone! It's too high-maintenance, too, that every time digits of our bank account go down it pisses me off A LOT! I was thrilled to get a car cuz finally I could learn how to drive. I got the money for driving lessons which we had to use up because, well, the car needed it, or he has used up all his salary for reasons I never understood. That was a year ago. I haven't gotten back that money. And papa has been asking whether I could already drive or not. My parents wanted me to drive their new matic. I want that so badly, too. Sigh…. Then he went to Edinburgh, brought back lots of pounds. I thought I could finally go to driving school…but no money now…. Where it went, I dunno. Sigh….I wanna cry. I dream of driving big ass cars and feel bad as soon as I wake up. I envy friends who can drive AND have their own cars. Sometimes, I wonder if it was also my fault that I allowed “us” to even have a car at all. I said “us” because all our decisions are supposed to be mutual. My heart never agreed to that car. And I’m hating our car even more as I write this….. |
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cold| Memories of Goodbye | ||||
| 04:03pm 04/08/2005 | ||||
And her heart cries. He says "I wil...I will...." And his heart bleeds. For theirs are big waves of Hope in turbulent sea Waves of passion rise high and crashes as fast White salty bubbles hiss their way goodbye.... And the winds carry their memories to far away places Where memories of love are forgotten. |
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| Funeral of Hearts (lyrics) ~ H.I.S | ||||
| 03:38pm 01/08/2005 | ||||
Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you She was the sun shining upon The tomb of your hopes And dreams so frail He was the moon painting you With its glow so vulnerable and pale Love's the funeral of hearts... She was the wind carrying in All the troubles and fears He for years tried to forget He was the fire restless and wild And you were like a moth to the flame Be ready to beyond the undivine prayer to God As deaf and blind The last night's souls on fire Three little words and the question: why? Love's the funeral of hearts... |
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| 04:20pm 28/07/2005 | ||||
but truth is, we can't change anything that's there anymore...we can only go back to memories and enjoy or regret them, learn from them so that the future will seem less bleak. For instance, if I hadn't met jerks, would I even be reminded that I should be cool about things around me? Tick....tock...tick....tock.... Time is telling me to move on, and not to hold on to anything but promises of a bright future.... but you know what saddest part of these all is? It's saying goodbye to things that matter and people who cared...it's even harder when they say goodbye first... and doing so gives me a chill... |
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| Collide: A Definition | |||
| 06:18pm 15/07/2005 | |||
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definition: Collide --> crash together with violent impact as in "The cars collided." --> grave misunderstanding that results to two lovers separating --> clash of external emotions out of desperation, need or want --> clash of internal emotions wrecking the person |
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| Quotes...Hope These HIT | ||||
| 09:55pm 14/07/2005 | ||||
Don't hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love. (Kaya maraming gago, lahat cla galit. Wla kc nagmamahal sa kanila at d rin cla marunong magmahal...) Booker T. Washington I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him. (oh, gurls, wag magpatol...magputol lang) Chuck Norris Men are like steel: when they lose their temper, they lose their worth. (totoo kayang karamihan ng lalaki wala nang worth? dinadaan nlng sa inom at ibang porma ng ligaya) Elizabeth 1 Anger makes dull men witty, but it keeps them poor. (D yata ako agree d2. tingnan nyo si Hitler, witty, at mayaman pa! well, d ka c hitler. sori! hehe. pro ang totoo kaya marami sa kababayan natin poor kasi dull tlga cla. tamad pa! yun tlga dahilan, hindi dahil gago and gobyerno. poor cla kc wlang alam kundi mag-rally sa robinson, 2loy nattrafik ako, at sa Ayala din! ayan malakin tuloy nwawala sa byan.) Daniel Webster Keep cool; anger is not an argument. (kaya kung cool ka, eh ipakita mo! kumanta sa videoke at magenjoy! hindi yung biglang nag-iiba ihip ng hangin, tapos sasabihin mo tama ka...hay, naku. alala ko ex ko. ganyang-ganyang tulad ng 90% ng mga lalaki. hay ewan! take note: d ka pwde maki-pag-argue sa kin kc pag gnawa mo yun galit ka. d ka cool. hihi!^^ pang-inis: A man who claims he's not a "man-of-words" has nothing to say, and don't know what to say. ) |
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apathetic| Some People... | ||||
| 07:05pm 14/07/2005 | ||||
Some people think they should be appreciated...but when you give them constructive criticism, they react Some people think numbers define it all...but there's more to life than that Some people think they're sweet...yeah, sweet to shag While many terms confuse us all...and even break relationships How much more difficult it is to interpret what an action means? But then, we also have to consider language barriers. When Korean bosses say 'ok' do they mean you're fired? Or "ok, i understand" then box you as an inefficient, malfunctioning, ill-attitudinal employee? Why do people claim they listen to RNB or black music understand "fuck off" and not "just another fuck"? Maybe, their dick is all that thinks, eh? So here I am, gonna fuck off for now and hoping jerks like walmart guy would think for a change... |
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angry| Crying Myself to Sleep... | ||||
| 04:21pm 06/07/2005 | ||||
I have lots to thank for. But the truth is I'm a lonely person. I know exactly why. I'm like that special rose in Little Prince's planet. I am unique there. And I am loved like no other roses appear in the universe. I think my need is simple yet complicated at the same time. I wanna cry my heart out...tell him how much I needed him...how much I still need him now...tell him to never leave me...ask him to never judge me...ask him to forgive me... today, he carried me like a baby in his arms, my legs around his waist...he just stood there where I can see our reflection on the mirror...and I was thinking these same thoughts...and I leaned my chin on his left shoulder such that he cannot see my face, my arms around him in tight embrace...and I whispered I love you and meant it...and he whispered them back... i shall always cry myself to sleep as I do now... |
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drained| The Nearness of You | ||||
| 02:45pm 05/07/2005 | ||||
Your small strokes in my arm send shivers all over my body... The sight of you is a sight of sparkling stars... That sweet welcoming smile is enough to bring one to mine... Those pair of lips so thin and beautiful... Their so beautiful I can't touch them. ...and so on..... ------------ ..but i had to let go while i still can...... He waited long hours anticipating a short but memorable reunion, only to hear my sad goodbye. What did I do wrong this time? Every time I do something wrong, it feels so heavenly right. But every time I do what reason dictates, I feel so fucking lost, and tired, and sick...(this girl's so fucking irritating I wanna slap her on the face.) I felt so fucking numb last night I couldn't even cry...and he was so fuckin unfair! the way he said goodbye was even worse...fuckin mofo. how many times should I tell myself "Kaya ko to? " |
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numb| Connecting the Dots... | ||||
| 02:22pm 05/07/2005 | ||||
Well, someone has recently showed me that my life is like connecting dots. What may seem pointless now IS actually a point I have to pass through at an exact coordinate, at an exact time, to get through another point and form a bigger picture. There's a reason for every experience, every hurt, every joy, every person that comes into my life.... All we need to know we learned in kindergarten...and so they say. The way I see it, PATIENCE for life is a prerogative, and more like WISDOM, SUCCESS and PEACE OF MIND will come later. ^^ |
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determined| 10 Ways to be Infamous on the Net | ||||
| 03:48pm 29/06/2005 | ||||
1. Try teaching ESL/EFL and mispronounce about 2 or 3 words for each 10 minute-class. Oh! And don't forget to let your seatmate hear you. 2. Make sure your seatmate is not listening to online radio so she could listen to you. 3. Eat cheap meryenda-ni-manong an hour after you had lunch and pretend it's the most delicious snack you've had in years! 4. Eat as noisily as you can like you're a cavewoman tearing fresh meat from a bone. 5. Clean up an intended mess by the most pissed off office mate so she picks on you. Add a I'm-the-mommy-here comment and make sure the best bud hears you. 6. Instruct the president of your company what he "should" do about someone else's status regarding the position you already have. 7. Forward messages about smoking, drinking and health to people who do have these vices. Do this at least twice a week. 8. Forward religious messages about love and fidelity...and yeah, fidelity AND flirt with your guy officemate when everybody is within earshot. 9. Announce how good you are in painting or dancing. Join a performing group. Take your pictures. Set one silly pose as your wallpaper for everyone to see. 10. Make sure that whatever you do, it should irritate the most cranky, fickle-minded, sensitive, nasty seatmate you have. And she happens to have a blog where you are always a star. And she happens to be not alone. Heheheh! Whoa! That was a good one. More next time! |
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naughty| Where to Next? | ||||
| 07:18pm 28/06/2005 | ||||
I feel tired mentally and physically. I'm back to my usual routine of 'taking care' of things at home. Add a 9 unit-load in school and a bunch of uncooperative groupmates. Oh, and add L2 learners taking up MA with fast-paced learners! I have nothing against them. It just becomes tiring trying to explain a lot of things because my grade is on the line here. But well, I enjoy school. And nobody forces me to work, anyway. Bottom-line is I make myself tired. I know, just a little attitude polishing will work. Now that's settled, I wanna say I'm worried I haven't done all my readings, but I'm glad my LOA on Friday was approved by big boss. He could be really nice sometimes. But we already ran out of coffee, and THAT I don't like at all! Grrrr...I hate Nescafe's bland taste. I feel restless thinking where I and my fiance will move in next and when! I left Metro Z precisely because it doesn't have life...now I guess I have to give up this life again! I wonder what I'd do next after....eherm...next complaint please! Was my ex right afterall, when he said I needed to gain his trust? Was sacrifice and love something I never understood? Is bb right to say I have offered everything he ever needed? Am I right to think I need to work hard to keep what I already have? God has been good to me for the last 3 days. Nothing is yet going wrong, and I hope nothing will. Doodles at the back of my notebook almost gave me in. I've been anticipating a small pop-up on my screen. It did, once, but disappeared as fast as it appeared. Sigh...but I should be happy about that, shouldn't I? How can I make it all go away? I did it once. I can do it again....I hope soon. |
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gloomy| Ghost of a Few-Days-Old Past | |||
| 07:47pm 14/06/2005 | |||
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i hope this simple note gets through before goodbye... i'm sorry for the good times... i'm sorry for stealing time that never was mine... I'm sorry i can't forget...not yet... i'm sorry if i still sense musk far'nd height but i will have to eventually and you knew that, and you let... i'm sorry if i linger...i'll give myself time and forget... i admit you were right; i never denied the emptiness... but really I was happy and knew the coming regret... and the hurt of soft caresses, crumbles my fortresses What short-lived happiness and wrecklessness could bring about words of promise! |
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| Contemplation in Silence | ||||
| 08:08pm 08/06/2005 | ||||
. . . ...it bares the soul of the lonely father ...the pains of his stricken heart ...the burdens of his chained wrists...and ankles, too while the weight of a dark metal prison ball that is his wedding ring, pulls him down and tries to drown him in misery. Damned technology. Oh! Wicked tides. Oh! Wicked needs. Unsilenceable lust unleashed in the apple of the gods. In darkness and icy chill...silent fears stuggled... Unhaltable warmth in the cuddle of kind despair… Overwhelmingly blanketed crying skin and wet… Oh heavens! I called to thee. Show me how to approach ye. And heaven was laid And heaven now lies True heaven will come in a few days One of paradise and hell… But authentic nirvana nonetheless. Now, I rest my case. Thou hast not chase. Silence is everything. |
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contemplative| a love letter | |||
| 06:18pm 27/05/2005 | |||
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were doing calls this week so we're busy...they have high expectations for us to learn... I was calling you the other nite, but i think you were already asleep... I miss you so much my baby.... I was in tears this morning when i woke up. I had a dream about...that you were embracing me and singing to me so I can sleep...then you were gone...and i became vulnerable, like a child. I guess that was my subliminal ming, confirming my deep roots with my love for you. I cant wait to go home and see you, hug you, smell you, and ......hehehe. My point is, i went halfway around the world,discovering many things. The most important one for me is my pride for being your lover, companion, husband and best friend (of course a good looking one at that - - -) . I had your picture as my wall paper at my tempo t.l. workstation, and i catch white boys stealing a glance, those losers ! i feel like a million bucks when they get curious. I love you so much baby. 2 more weeks, and your papa will be there. be good always so that he will love you even more. Love you. |
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| English Teacher, Bad Pronunciation | ||||
| 06:50pm 17/05/2005 | ||||
Hugh Grant became Huge Grant (that may be figurative) Cambridge became Come-bridge Iceberg became Ice-berj and so on... Yep...that's my co-worker and our stations are next to each other... My ears hurt as I type this.... I'm glad to hear the comforting sound of the rain... |
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