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Nov. 22nd, 2009 | 12:08 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: worried worried

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after an
You're my wonderwall

Said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me

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ARGH.

Nov. 21st, 2009 | 11:56 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: tae ka. tae ka.

AMP. Ang kapaaaal talaga ng mukha mo no? Kasingkapal ng pader, sing-gaspang ng papel de liha. Tae kaa.

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And I'm Back. :)

Oct. 30th, 2009 | 12:07 am

It feels like forever since I last visited my LJ. I'm not sure why I came back, though. Some unknown force brought me to my LJ page and caught me by surprise, and i'm guessing that it's my consciousness' way of saying that it's time for me to get back to writing decent stuff. All I ever wrote for the past few months were things that made little sense and contained no particular wisdom of much significance. And that scares me. I never want to lose touch of that part of me that actually makes sense. =p

I've been reading my old entries and now, I'm feeling intense envy. I envy my old self. She made so much sense and she beautifully put her feelings into words. I'm not sure if I can still craft such beautiful entries or if I can still tie words together with a classy red ribbon. I figure that it's because the system has basked me in a world that puts emphasis on patronizing the native tongue. Not that it's a bad thing. I even agree with it and understand why it's important. It's just that, I've loved the English language ever since. I love writing in English and without a doubt, I can say that I am EXTREMELY passionate about it. It's hard to lose touch of something that you're really passionate about, let alone fail to practice or hone a skill that you're exceptionally proud of. Now I'm finding it very hard to express what I feel. I'm having difficulty with putting my rattling emotions down in words. I usually find myself frustrated that I can't pat my feelings down in black and white as fluidly as they flow inside my mind, especially when they're begging to be set free.

Because of this, I've decided to be Livejournal active again. =) I'll be updating every once in a while and I'll be making sure that my entries would either serve to set my emotions free or would be a way for me to practice and hone my writing skills (which I've seriously lost touch of). =p

Since I'm pretty much sure that no one would think of visiting, this would sorta be a personal journal. Sorta. =p
Yay! Haha. :)

Toodles =)

 

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still.

Aug. 18th, 2008 | 01:06 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: ina-ish. :p ina-ish. :p

The Bipolar is still alive and kicking.
She's just very busy, that's all.
She figures that college life at UP really isn't easy.
And she figures she has to work quadruple time to reach her dreams. :)

But.. 

She still loves her family and friends and God and life. :)
She still loves Chao. :)
She's still labeled as "masyadong mabait na babae". 
She's still the girl who lacks self-confidence.
She's still the same over-sentimental freak of nature. 
She still believes that being called a "freak of nature" isn't bad.. It's a compliment.
She believes that everyone's a "freak of nature".. ;]
.. It just goes to show that everyone is created special - Made to stand out in their own, unique ways. :)
People just have to look deeper and refrain from looking smack solid at the superficial to appreciate that.

She still believes that people who call others "freak of natures" in a negative light are still unenlightened and unoriented of the basic principles of the simply put but complex macrocosm itself. As the earth was disproved the center of the universe, so are they. Isipin na lang na ang mundo ay ang naglalaman ng sangkatauhan. Ang sangkatauhan ay kanilang kinabibilangan. Dahil doon, hindi sila ang sentro ng universe tulad ng mundong pinamumugaran ng sangkatauhang kanilang kinabibilangan. xP

She still believes that sometimes, she can't express herself as much as she wants to, that..
She simply doesn't make sense. :p

I haven't made sense at all for the past minutes spent reading my post, have I? xp
Hehe.. Oh well.

Proof that I'm still the same old Ina.
Define Ina. =p

Ingat at God bless everybody. :)
Just incase somebody still reads. :)

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Chao-y. x)

May. 2nd, 2008 | 09:18 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: in love. :) in love. :)
My Ears Have Dibbs On: Say it Again. :)

I've been thinking a lot today. 
And I realized..
I'm Proud. :)

I'm happy I've got Chao in my life. 
He means so much to me now.
And I wish he wouldn't go away.

"How can you lose an important person without losing yourself?" - Stargirl

Maybe that's why I like Stargirl.
She seems to know exactly how I feel..
And seems to know exactly what to say.

And yes, I am sure.. This is Love. :)
Chao Love. x)

 

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Here I go again.

Apr. 29th, 2008 | 08:50 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: ataaaaaat! ataaaaaat!
My Ears Have Dibbs On: say it again. ;p

You are SO missed.
I wish I could see you this summer.  

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Sabi ng Friendster Shoutout ko..

Apr. 23rd, 2008 | 05:58 pm
Hanging Out At: nasa ere. tumatawa. :p
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: hindi ko alam. :p hindi ko alam. :p
My Ears Have Dibbs On: DAVID COOK.

... FLIRT KA, MEHN.

Haha. Tawa na lang talaga 'ko. :p

At in fairness, natawa talaga ko ah. 
IN FAIRNESS. Haha. :p

Tama si sister.
Minsan kelangan talagang maging...
Bitter..
Numb..
At souless piece of crap..
Para maging masaya na lang sa mga crap ng buhay. :p

Oh well. :p

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She misses him more than ever.

Apr. 23rd, 2008 | 10:43 am
Hanging Out At: a vacuum.
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: frustrated frustrated
My Ears Have Dibbs On: Close to the End by Mojofly

I don't wanna wake up without you again.
I don't wanna wake up feeling so close to the end.

She's hopeless.

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She misses him to death.

Jan. 25th, 2008 | 11:06 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: lonely lonely

She wishes she could be beside him - be there for him tonight. But he's so far away. :'(

She doesn't know why, but she cries everytime she thinks about him. Which makes her wonder. Why does she cry? Why do people cry when they miss someone SO badly?

She can't help but stare at his pictures, stare as if she's never seen him before. Stare and wonder why he seems to look different at pictures.. Or maybe not. Stare and wonder when she could stare at him like that face to face.

She can't stop her mind from thinking about him again and again - his face, his smile, the way he moves, the way he grasped her hands, the way he gave her tight embraces - Everything. For the entire day, everywhere, everytime, doing anything.. He's still there. And she wishes that he really were.

She acts like a lunatic and looks cautiously around in hopes of seeing him. Though she knows that could never be where she is.

She couldn't seem to make herself stop worrying about him. Or thinking about what he must be doing, what he must be thinking about.. Wondering if he's thinking about her too.

She feels bad about herself. She feels frustrated. She feels helpless. She feels almost useless. Knowing she's here and he's there. Knowing that he needs her there but she can't be there. Knowing that she couldn't do anything to help him and ease his pain when she should be. Knowing that she wants to be there with him to take care of him, but she just can't. Knowing that all she could do is watch him stay lonely. How could mere watching be of help? :'(

She dreams of being able to fly to him without being seen, without a sound, without worries. Dreaming that upon seeing him, she'd be able to embrace him tightly and never let go.

She can't help but ponder about what he must be feeling or thinking about her. Is he mad? Is he frustrated? Is he lonely? Is he happy? Is he sick and tired of talking to her? Does he care? Does he miss her that badly too? :'(

She prays that everything and everyone around her would pity her in deep despair and let her go. That they'd never strap her and trap her from being with him. That they'd understand and listen.

She wishes, dreams, hopes, prays and wants to be with him soon. Now. So, very VERY badly. :'(

Ina misses her moo very very VERY much. :''(

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Hey, LJ.. =)

Jan. 25th, 2008 | 03:31 am
Hanging Out At: floating through Limewire
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: i miss moo. :( i miss moo. :(
My Ears Have Dibbs On: With You by Chris Brown

Haha.. I almost forgot that I have a Livejournal. If it weren't for Cster Dear repeatedly calling me tamad for not updating my LJ, I couldn't have had remembered. XD

And, if it weren't for that most recent overly-dramatic post, I wouldn't be updating now. Haha. :)

The first weeks of the year 2008 had been all right. Though I had to handle too much drama packed into a single month, atleast bumabawi yung happiness sa ibang bagay. For instance, the UPCAT and the ACET. :) I'm very thankful that I passed both tests that'd make me qualified to study at either UP or Ateneo - the top dream schools on my list. :) I'm also very thankful that I passed the courses I like most - Public Health and Health Sciences. Woooh.. Hopefully, I'm going to be an official doctor years after taking either of the courses. :) Weeeee.. Pangarap since birth. Hahaha. Thank you, God! Thank you for everyone who prayed for me. Lalo na sila Tita, Lola at Daddy na nag prayer brigade talaga. Hehe.. ;)

Hmmn.. What else could I say? Uh..

I miss Moo. :( This January, I've only seen him once. And it was like, 5 minutes or so of talk at McDonald's. :\ We could have seen each other that Saturday but I had no such excuse to tell my parents for them to allow me to go out that day. I hope I see him this week.. Well, get to be with him longer this week. I hope that soon, we'd be able to go out freely without having to look for extra school day free time.. Or extra practice day hours. I hope we could go to each other's homes or something. I miss him so badly. :'(

Graduation Day is fast approaching and heck, I AM NOT YET READY TO GRADUATE. I've tried looking at life from a collegiate point of view, and I didn't find it as cute as that of a high school student's point of view. Freedom, yeah. More excitement, yeah. But the fact that college's supposed to be serious enough to be of proper preparation of my future; and the word, "FUTURE" trailing behind college itself is making me very, very anxious. Sana masulit ko 'tong last two month ng high school. :'(

It's Zail's First Holy Communion tomorrow, and I'm pretty excited for him. :) I won't be hearing "Ate, bakit bawal ako kumain sa church ng bilog na bread?!" anymore.. Repeatedly that is.. Everytime we went to the church. O_O Haha.. Ngayon, siya na hihila sakin papunta sa pila. xP

Got an Editorial to make. Bye! :)

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Oh, happy day. O.O

Dec. 9th, 2007 | 09:56 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: Bitter angas. ='( Bitter angas. ='(

1. Don't think that wisdom is simply having something to say. Wisdom is sensitivity to feelings. Wisdom is selflessness. Wisdom is thinking... Thinking HARD before jumping in. Wisdom is awareness of propriety. Wisdom is SILENCE borne by scrutiny and humility. Moreover, wisdom is sure knowledge with zero-judgment, unbiased and unopinionated

2. As much as I hate to admit, my trust in you is much MUCH lower than the Becquerel Four "Lower" I can contort my face into. And trust isn't freely given back. You have to earn it. So goes with RESPECT.

3. Selfish philosophies, when established and put into act often lead to, a) broken relationships b) hurt feelings c) bitterness d) low trust.. or even NONE e) deterioration of respect f) suppression of freedom to act, lead life and think for oneself g) Serious DAMAGE. Now, take your pick. Wait. Do you still have to pick?

4. Logical Reasoning:
Freedom is a right. 
Freedom to live without suppression is a right. 
If the first two statements were true, then freedom from supression of freedom is a right. 
...Right? 

5. Too much of everything is harmful. For instance.. 1) Too much trust is harmful, because once it's broken, it gets SO hard to earn back, plus it HURTS once it's shattered. 2) Too much understanding is harmful, because too much understanding can blind you of the truth, which might be hard to bear once it's finally been aware of. 3) Too much denial of the painful truth in hopes of a better end would lead to a bitter end instead.

6. It was a happy morning. Until.. bO.Om.

7. Now it's true, you're all I've got. And I'm thankful for you.

8. I miss you. Plain and simple.

9. Talk about Alicia Keys stunting her vocal cords, singing No One. Uh-huh, heard that right.

10. Ano.. Angal??? 

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E - A9 - C#m - G#m - A9

Dec. 8th, 2007 | 09:30 am

Lapit na ng Christmas...

Haaay.. 

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To the point of "PERMANENT death". >=)

Nov. 13th, 2007 | 11:11 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: mellow mellow
My Ears Have Dibbs On: I fell inlove with the DJ - Che'nelle.

I give up. I simply give up. And damn right, I'm loving it. =)

For months and months, I had to lay tormented after coming to think of ANYTHING that had any relevance to it - that undying issue that I insist was worth the worry, yet for the people I got to talk to, was the most stupid thing that I, of all people, had to worry about. Turns out, the things people tried to drill to my head had been oblivious to me for the most stupid reasons I had insisted rational, in my ever masochistic and pessimistic point of view. It tormented me to the extent that though I wryly had NOTHING to do at home at all, and though I had every drop of a craving to do so, I had refused to touch even a single peripheral of a computer for fear that I might have to deal with the worries it had to offer me. It sucked BIG TIME, and IT KILLED ME body part by body part. 

A drug. 

A venom. 

Seeping through my bloodstream.

Traveling through every bit of me.


"... To the point of permanent death." - Ada. 

(Grins. :D I wonder what that was for and whom it was for, right doOd? >:] )

It was a relief that my computer actually broke down for a few days and I survived having to deal with a guilty conscience from restraining myself from using the computer. I finally had a good enough excuse not to turn it on beacuse it simply won't. :p Now that my computer's fixed and after scanning through the things I used to resent browsing through the most, I realized that it's best that I give up to what it is that I had worried about. Not because I've lost all hopes and have given up on what I believe in. No, no, no. Not at all. But it's more of like giving up on an issue because it's just plainly POINTLESS to be of a fight and a struggle in the first place. For one, I'm all hands down that I could never live my life in that manner. It's not me. It's not what I live for and it's not what I'm supposed to do. I'm on a tangential road, that though far off, trails along a yellow brick road and leads to a place equally breath-taking or better yet, much much MORE breath-taking. :)

Every single person doesn't have to choose and tackle a certain option that of the norm, is ideal. For every majority, there is a minority. And no matter how less as compared to the majority, and how few the minority counts, what matters is that that certain idea or side is appreciated and considered. The mere fact that an idea is appreciated in one way or another, is an enough reason to be proud of it. So goes with lifestyle and how one's life is led. As long as it's justifiable, harmless and practically something everyone could live with and most could be proud of, what the majority thinks is useless. Pa-epal lang sa magandang buhay. ;P

Cutting the long story short, I've learned that at some point of a fight, in my case an internal fight, if seen fit one has to have the ability to discern when to swallow pride, give up and accept the facts. Give up in a sense that if it is worth putting a cease to, if it is a pointless, absurd and ho hum child of paranoia, and if doing so would establish eternal peace to one's self and to other people involved. (shucks, parang mamamatay lang eh.xp) Giving up not for the sake of hopelessness or inferiority, but for acceptance that it could never be and that something WAY better is waiting on the other side. 

Cutting the drama short, (may ganun? hehe..) matutong bumigay KUNG walang kwenta naman talaga at walang patutunguhan ang pinaglalabanan. Kung nakakasakit sa sarili mo at kung malaking epal na talaga sa buhay mo kahit hindi naman talaga kailangan maging epal yung ganung isipin, ilaglag mo na dahil panira lang yan sa kasiyahan ng mundo. Ang saya saya at halaga ng buhay, hahayaan mo lang masayang oras mo sa kaka alala sa mga bagay na wala naman talagang kwenta. ;) Mahalin ang buhay. Mahalin ang sarili. Tanggapin ang buhay. Tanggapin ang sarili. Bigay ni God 'to at sa bawat buhay, may sarili siyang raket kung paano 'to magiging mahalaga at special.

Parang public reminder lang na pinapalabas sa TV eh noh.. XD Sorry if it sounded a bit harsh, pero as much as I didn't want it to turn out that way, ganun talaga eh..xp

Basta.. At the end of the day, I thank God that no matter how much of a chaos my life turns out, I'm glad that I get to pick debris that are unlikely valuable pieces that would aid to my life - those of which are the lessons I learn from every single turmoil I go through. And even though my life runs uneventually lonely and enigmatic, I trust that at the end of the story, it would turn out sweet :), meaningful and unique. :)


.. Nagdrama na naman si Ina. =P  

 



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It's a Great Feeling. :)

Oct. 31st, 2007 | 06:26 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: wooohoooo! :) wooohoooo! :)
My Ears Have Dibbs On: my heart's bass is playing in my head. :)

Thank God for Alicia Keys and Sean Kingston! Thank God for Francis J. Kong! And thank God a whole heap for Google! Haha. Now, I feel all light.. Airy.. Bouncy.. Cheerful. :)

Despite having gone through that "inner wave" again just now, I've finally prevented myself from getting consumed and worried by whatever unpleasant bounties that "wave" had to give and instead, have found my way back to an equilibrial state. The happy one. And indeed, I am happy. ;)

For the first time in a long, LONG time, I finally didn't care. For the first time, I learned not to worry about it too much. For the first time, I've finally learned to take care of myself and not fall into that self-sorry state. For the first time, I feel proud of myself for being strong. And I love the feeling of being able to manage myself for the first time. And I love the feeling of learning, growing, improving and managing. I love that I'm starting to apply what the people around me had advised me to do. I can now see why they say so; It makes the burden less, or even makes it go away. It makes you happy. And I am happy. :)

Thank you to the people who've always been there for me.. Thanks God.. I love you all so much. :) And I could probably say that I'd have to thank myself, for the first time (nyehe.xp), for being strong and for resisting to give in. :) 

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What else, but LOVE. (swabeng effect pa yan. ;P) My post from Multiply. :)

Oct. 30th, 2007 | 04:25 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: geeky geeky
My Ears Have Dibbs On: Kundiman's playing in my head over and ovveeeeerrrr!!!

Falling in love is like an all-natural seed planted, made to grow, and cultivated deep within a person's core. Almost like an instinct. Like an understanding that everything DOES exist and comply with a natural system of life. It's something that needs no justification once felt, no medical certifications, no verifying pulse checks whatsoever. It's just so. It's just there. It's what's felt. No need for incessant curious questions and answers.

It's a tornado of every single feeling that could surpass your being for the entirety of your life; Euphoria, melancholy, jealousy, greed, insecurity, indifference, pride, anger, gratitude, hatred, passion, even wry ennui. However, as any tornado does, the chaos eventually comes to an end. Serenity, silence and freedom from turbulence transpires right after. And no matter how barren and desolate it could appear at first, Mrs. Rain and Mr. Sun would gradually make it fertile again. Just as true love and the grace of God would a couple too. 

It's a feeling of completeness. Of security. Of assurance that someone would hear your screams of panic, rush to you, take your hand and pull you from which ever abyss or wreckage you've stupidly fallen into. And not only that, but the ULTIMATE thrill and ecstatic feeling after realizing that your hands are still clasped tightly even after you're completely saved.. ;D It's feeling delighted and SUPER DUPER kilig after being tickled by a teasy whisper saying that your hand would forever be held.. And that you'll never fall stupidly into ANY abyss or wreckage anymore, as long as they're clasped together. Not ever again. ;) At may bonus hug at kiss pa. Haha.. XD

It's waking up to each single day to the awareness of newfound imperfection in the one you love, yet with oblivion, raising your head to smile at the heavens and thanking God he IS human with his humane imperfections. (Haha.. ;] ) And he IS imperfect like you. It's the beauty of knowing you'll do your best to understand and willingly surpass his every imperfection jotted down on that list.. It's the fulfillment of raising a huge plaque card that announces and establishes your philosophy that his imperfections do not matter, and you'll continue to love him all the same.

It's the gratefulness and gratitude that you were given someone to face and go through each passing day with. It's basically the thrill of being simply cared for and LOVED. 

And I love falling in love. :) I love having fallen in love. Haha.  Kahit hindi pa ako sigurado kung siya na talaga o ito na talaga o kung panahon ko na 'to, thankful ako dahil kahit papaano, binibigyan ako ng chance ni God para subukan, paganahin at ipatupad nga yun kung nanaisin ko. At gusto ko. Ninanais ko. (Hahaha.. Lalim, pare. XD) And as long as I can, to the sagradong best of my abilities, I'll keep this. I'll keep loving 'em, and would never stop.. Maybe I would, if the moment comes when I could touch my forehead with my tounge. Haha.. Which obviously would never happen. ;D But just in case I do.. Haha.. And just to be safe.. Hangga't pwede.. I'd continue to stand by my word that I'll love him non-stop. ;)

Yabshuu, mooo.. SOBRA. Diba nga, sobra sa sobra, grabe sa grabe at malala pa sa malala. >('',)< .. Intayin mo ko, ah? :)

*Wooh.. Mushy gushy blogspot moment na naman iteeetch. :))*

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ATF.ü

Oct. 8th, 2007 | 03:33 am




All About Loving You by Bon Jovi. üÜü

Looking for an interesting old hit at Imeem, this song began to resound in my head out of nowhere, so I searched for it immediately. Watching the video, I remembered myself crying after seeing it for the first time... And I was a suuuuper littwe kid back then..xp The video made me cry, the song made me cry. And from then on, it became a significant song in my life's playIist.ü I guess, you just couldn't resist being touched by a video and a song this sweet, especially if you're a hopeless romantic like me. Haha.. But anyway.. As I had the first time I saw it, the video still makes me cry. *ssssshhh! ;)* Maluha luha pa nga ako ngayon o. Haha..xp 

All About Loving You. I could definitely say that this is song is one of my all time-favorites.ü

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October 6, 2007

Oct. 6th, 2007 | 05:53 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: .. i miss you .. i miss you
My Ears Have Dibbs On: When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne

"Malas 'tong araw na 'to. Malas." - Nanay Flucing

Apir tayo, 'nay.

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Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Oct. 1st, 2007 | 11:23 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: lonely lonely
My Ears Have Dibbs On: i will never let you fall..

When I see your smile
tears roll down my face
I can't replace.

And now that I'm strong I have figured out
how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul,
and I know I'll find deep inside me, I can be the one.

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all,
even if saving you sends me to heaven.

It's okay
It's okay
It's okay. Seasons are changing and waves are crashing and stars are falling all for us days grow longer and nights grow shorter I can show you I'll be the one. I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever. I'll be there for you through it all, even if saving you sends me to heaven. Cause you're my you're my, my my true love my whole heart please don't throw that away. Cause I'm here, for you please don't walk away and please tell me you'll stay, stay.. Use me as you will pull my strings just for a thrill and I know I'll be okay though my skies are turning gray. I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all even if saving you sends me to heaven.
 

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Wuv and more randomness

Oct. 1st, 2007 | 12:11 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: sing-y ;) sing-y ;)
My Ears Have Dibbs On: Everything by Michael Buble.. Woohooo! ;)

~ Love does not validate maturity, but validates one's existence as a person; for every person, regardless of who he or she is, loves even atleast one thing in the world, may it be an IPhone, a pair of goofy sunglasses, an overly pampered chihuahua, an uberly cool electric eyelash curler, an ice cream flavored lipgloss, a funky underwear, or a drop-jaw hot hubby. :) Therefore, love should not be made "illegal". Nor should it be hindered and called untimely. For whatever age, whatever race, whatever status, no matter how hard one tries, it could never be stopped; for it is as natural and innate as God's care for everyone and everything in the Universe. :)

...Teoryang Kwakwak. Hehe..ü

~ Ang dami pa palang gagawin! Akala ko English LT lang! :'(

~ Cster dear, ooooh the bitterness. :( I'm sorry...

~ October na.. Birthday month na...ü

~ Weee.. Lawyer ako sa English.. Good luck. :P

~ I love my family. (*v*) üÜü (*v*)

~ I love chilling at Market Market, Bonifacio High Street and Serendra. :)

~ I Love Mini Shabu Shabu. Amazing price. :)

~ I Love Sashimi. Homemade or not.

~ I Love cupcakes from Cupcakes. Hehe.. They're so cute and yummy. Not too sweet, just the way I like it. :)

~ I Love David and Goliath. Cool apparel. "Stupid Stuff, Smart Purchase." and "We make stupid stuff so you won't."  Wooo.. Apir, pare.. Un ang cute na angas. Clever. ;D

~ Lush stuff are so cuuuute and fun to use

~ I want a Maltese, a Labrador Retriever, and a Chaochao! *Aso ka na din pala, yatot! Hehe.. Joke lang.. v('',)*

~ Being stranded on a busy Makati Flyover *isipin ang pagka stuck sa daan nang ganun kadami ang dumadaan sa makati.:p*, inside a car that flashes a weird unknown lamp symbol on the dashboard, is so not cool. x_x

~ ... But being towed is another story. :)

~ ... Though the price of towing is SO not cool at all. o.o We could have bought lots of amazing stuff with that unrealistic towing fee. :( 

~ Yes Billie girl, we will go back to where the fountains are. Plus, the beach. Whatever you like. ;)

~ It's fun to plan a bday blowout. :D

~ ... And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times, it's you. It's you. You make me sing, you're every line, you're every word, you're everything.. We'll see it through, and you know that's what our love can do. Wuv, wuv, wuv, wuv, wuv, wuv, wuv.. üÜü *Ngyarr.. Napapakanta talaga akooo! XD* 

~ ... Matamaan ka sa kanta! Haha.. ;) 

~ Psssst.. Tunog post sa Blogspot o.. Kilabot naaaa.. Haha.. XD Nga pala.. Sorry talaga sa pagiging paranoid kahapon ha.. :( And thanks.. "Sa lahat" ulit.. Hehe.. (*v*)ü 

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I woke up this morning, thinking that...

Sep. 29th, 2007 | 08:30 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: which to believe? which to believe?
My Ears Have Dibbs On: you're BITTER. @(+_+)

Words are phony shizo's with cherries on top. You just don't know which to believe.

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Angels Cry by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Sep. 29th, 2007 | 08:13 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: angels cry angels cry
My Ears Have Dibbs On: Angels Cry

I'm tired, you know. Very tired. And I don't know why I deserve this. I don't know what to believe anymore.

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Today's Homework Rants

Sep. 23rd, 2007 | 03:54 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: ano ang chemistry??? O.O ano ang chemistry??? O.O

Homework:

+ Done:
El Fili Chapter 16
Digital Electronics Proving
English An Elegy Written in a Church Courtyard Presentation

+ Undone/ Priorities:
CHEMISTRY QUIZ
PHYSICS, STUDY

          > where,

*Chemistry

Hess's law states that if a reaction is carried out in a series of steps, change in H for the reaction will equal the sum of the enthalpy changes for the individual steps.

*Physics

The Doppler Effect for sound waves is the apparent change in frequency of sound heard by a listener due to relative motion of the source or of the listener where if at rest, fL=fS; and in motion, fL=fS(v+-vL/v-+vS).


... Stoolnamanso, Pwedeng Physics lang...? :P

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Wanderlust

Sep. 23rd, 2007 | 11:13 am
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: please, don't. please, don't.

Why? Why does that have to happen? I mean, everything seems to have fallen into place now, and then that has to happen? Ngayon pa? :'( I honestly do not know what to think and what to expect. I mean, it's not like I expect things to go wrong when that takes place, but hey, we never know. Susceptibility's not guaranteed, escepecially in this situation. It's like starting from zero all over again. It's like going through hell the second time, only now, through more fire and less space to walk safely through. It's like skydiving without being sure that my parachute will work. And it's like trying to survive in a jungle with a hundred times more serpents slithering towards me and inveigling me. And the common denominator, the only way to survive is to be strong and have faith. I hope I have enough of both to get past the walk through "hell", that uncertain leap, and the fight for my life in this serpent-infested jungle I'm trapped in.

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I Am Still Inlove With Paramore. :D

Aug. 27th, 2007 | 03:20 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: Paramore heats me up.xp Paramore heats me up.xp
My Ears Have Dibbs On: Make a good guess.. ;)

 

Misery Business and MY HEART. (*v*) 

It's amazing how their music never fails to make me happy.. Even at my most chaotic days.ü

I wish I had a voice like Hayley's.ü A voice that needs no such tweaking is so rare nowadays. 
Sometimes, recording companies make cleverly named artists pop out of nowhere. They may sound brilliantly stupefying when you listen to their brilliantly designed CD's, but the next thing you know, when you've paid a good 500 bucks for a seat to their concerts and they start singing, you'd just want to stick the legs of your seat right into your ears for improvised ear plugs that hopefully, might work. Your ears might bleed but it'd be so much better than it to bleed in vain from listening to ear-splitting music. O.O

Haha.. Well, ofcourse I'm not pertaining to ANY artist now.xp But it's a worse case scenario. And I've been told that sometimes, concerts as shocking and as disappointing as that do exist... Minus the bleeding ears. Hehe.. XD
    
Hala.. Saan na 'ko napunta?? :\ 

Hehehe.. Ayun, I'm very very thankful that artists like Hayley who do have real beautiful voices still exist. And not to mention awesome bandmates that complete Paramore. ;)

Haha.. I Love You Paramore! üÜü

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Thanks for the...

Aug. 18th, 2007 | 07:59 pm
I Hold a Signboard Labeled: üÜü üÜü




...üÜü

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