these tears i've cried

i've cried 1000 oceans

and if it seems

i'm floating in the darkness

well i can't believe

that i would keep

keep you from flying

and i would cry

1000 more

if that's what it takes

to sail you home

sail you home

sail you home

sail

sail you home...

1000 oceans

tori amos

fave song 04

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mai your true color is red!

Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do.

- true. I sometimes get into trouble because of this natural tendency. tsk. tsk. ...but I had the time of my life. I just love being me!Ü

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a few real friends... and redhorse!

with paula & kre

wit' paula (momong)

sus mong! magkatawa nalang ta anang atong ma labyan na mag sinukahay sa kilid sa dan noh?! hehe... layo ra kaayo na silas atong mga naagian ni kre2x... san asa lang mangihi, bantang lobots guard sa el dorado. nya giilad nato silang michelle ug ayan sancho na na wa ko! nagubot ang dorm! bwahaha! 2g sa pancitan, dungan suka naa pay pina " 1, 2 ready go!" nya ibog sad kang bayot sauna, pwerti nakong hubog2x! haha! inum dri suka didto 1st year pata... di gyud ta manguli kun di ta magkamang! hehe! lingaw ko dah! poblema gud ang guard sa donya isabel ug unsaon nalang ko! hehe... pagka ugma exam sa graphics... result: 5.0! ahak! haha! katong kahurot tag halos 2 ka case red horse kita ra duha, pina salute pakos guard sa kahubod! hehe! lingawa nato sauna oi! tnx 4 everything mong. the mishaps, success, happiness, heartaches, beers, tennis, gifts...

kre! salamat sa tanan! kamong duha ni paula ray naka baw sa story nako ug namo ni...kamong michelle. hehe...kitang tanan gawas ni paula mga membros USGG! hehe! salamat taman karon naa gyapon mong paula. roommate sauna, tennis playmates, gone drinkers (ikaw ray nahimong alcoholic! hehe!) basta salamat ninyong paula naa gyud mo when I need you. di gyud na masipyat. ako ray nag palayo sauna because I built my own world wit' him... sorry. sayang ang time cge unta tag kuyog. super dako na guro kog tiyan karon! haha!

kre2x and paula, tnx 4 everything: the mishaps, laughters, heartbreaks, success, cheers, tears, beers, happiness, tennis, drafting, overnights, help, 4 understanding, advises, wisdom, reinforcements, deadlines, beach, and for your true friendship... salamat!

friends 4ever!Ü

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undying flicks 01

year: 2000

genre: romance, drama, Love Triangle, Tear Jerker, School / Campus, Melodrama, Doctor, Teenage, Love

plot: Chris Klein and Leelee Sobieski star in a “heartfelt story of romance, friendship and true love.” - Jump Magazine Rich kid Kelley Morse (Klein) thought he had it all – money, good looks and a new Mercedes. But after a reckless car race destroys a roadside diner, Kelley finds himself sentenced to a summer of manual labor in a small town. That's where he meets and falls in love with Samantha, a girl from the other side of the tracks. But everything changes when Samantha's long-time boyfriend & bestfriend Jasper (Josh Hartnett) uncovers their secret romance. This “sweet and romantic” tale of first love will capture your heart.

quotes:

Sam: Some people live their whole lives and never fall in love. I lived my life...

I fell in love.

Kelley: So that's it? You're just gonna die?

Sam: No. I'm going to live... just not as long as you.

Sam: I love this spot, it's like heaven right here on earth, maybe that's what heaven is, maybe we go through life collecting people and places we love and they become in our heaven and that's where you mom is, she in her heaven surrounded by everything that she loves... including you.

- haaay makabuang ning salidaha...tsk. tsk.sayang lang, wish josh hartnett played the role of kelley...mas kilig 'ta to. tsk!

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love

love is or ain't. thin love ain't love at all. ~ morrison, toni (b.1931) american writer


love and cough cannot be hid. ~ herbert, g. (1593-1633) english poet


a broken heart has never been cured by medicine. ~ chinese proverb


there is always some madness in love. but there there is also always some reason in madness. ~ nietzsche, f. w (1844-1900) german philosopher


love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
~ frost, r. (1874-1963) american poet



love is a disease no one wants to get rid of... those who catch it never try to get better, and those who suffer do not wish to be cured. ~ coelho, p. (b.1947) brazilian writer






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fave text nothings 03

can i liv w/o u
being my fren?


yes...


just as the sea can live
w/o mermaids...


forest w/o fairies...


and sky w/o unicorns.


i can,


but den...



d magic wud b all gone...



sender: christianne & auggie
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I could have died
maybe I should have died
when I saw you walk inside
and as you shut the door
I put my eyes back on the floor
when all I really wanted was to look some more
does a wallflower play
or does a wallflower stay on his wall?


you see I live alone
but I've made my happy home
all my furniture is centered around my phone
and I'm waiting for a call
my imaginary friends and all
those who would never let me be taken by the fall


does a wallflower know
when it's time he outgrow his wall?
tell me does a wallflower know
When It's about time he outgrow his wall...


time and time
and only time has feelings for me
maybe father time will feel sorry for me
I knew when there was time
when I knew it all
why don't I ever leave my wall?
why don't I ever leave my wall?...
I don't ever leave my wall


you know that siren's getting louder
and these people are starting to crowd in on me
all I smell and taste is garlic and gunpowder
as I shot the bad guy dead - but he got me In the head
with the girl of my dreams
she's mentioning to me how much I've bled


where does a wallflower go,
when their flowers get pulled from this wall?
Though she says I'm brave and bold,
she knows a flower cannot hold up a wall
I can't hold up this wall any longer...

wallflower

caroline spine

fave song 03

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no more rainy days for lolo sunny

in loving memory of my lolo sunny who died just this morning...

there will be no more rainy days for you.
no more agony and pain.
you now rest in peace with God +

and sunny days will reign on you again.Ü

a million thanks lo!

death is better, a milder fate than tyranny. - syrus, p. (about 100) roman slave and poet

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swertres

I got lucky I just won 1,200 pesos last night with these numbers! 636. and I had only spent 6.00 for betting for these nos! lucky lucky me!Ü


-naa pgyud diay koi angel noh? hehe...

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capturing poetry #2

sazzy

wit the girls

parched

nookie

plaza

Baroy, Lanao del Norte

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bad start

tournament started yesterday, had a game (doubles) at 3:00 pm...yes 3 o'clock, that's playing under the scorching heat of the sun! arrgghhh!!! and guess what, we lose. I have no one to blame but me, I lost interest playing, I had to play with so much control for the team because my partner's faulty. yes...she's good in netting alright, but she's hell bad at the base line. and my team were shouting to just return the ball...plus galen didn't show up, so I snapped! my mind was spinning. I don't know how to play the game anymore. from 3-1 (we were leading) it ended 8-6 (they won), too bad! the team were so damn disappointing. If only I could shout back at them that the game was a tournment...not a commercial which involves money. but anyways, it's a good game. a nice one... I'll just play good this weekend vs. green team.Ü this team we'll win.Ü

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panglao

Like the sea

Seeking land

Always going back to shore

Touching…

Like the shore

Waiting calmness

Always welcoming tide

Embracing...

Like the sea

Sweeping corals

Always going back to shore

Sharing...

Like the shore

Waiting what may come

Always welcoming tide

Taking...

Like the sea and the shore

They connect

Brought together

Forever bound

Forever cursed…

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killer, slayer, cutthroat

because by being this I could fool myself that I don't have a heart, and if I don't have a heart, I wouldn't have to deal with my feelings...

then I wouldn't have to fear losing someone.

I wanna be an assassin.

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fave text nothings 02

a large signboard says:
"ALCOHOL KILLS SLOWLY"


nakit-an sa hubog.
"SO WHAT! kinsa may nagdali!"



sender: kiko



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part!

thanks for...
keeping me company (everytime)...
watching dvds with me (even if it's a chick flick)...
being the best tennis partner there is...
laughing at my silly jokes...
taking my dogs out at the park with me...
pointing the beautiful skyline during sunsets
(because you know I love taking pictures of it)...
just being around on a lazy day...
being my tennis coach (well, that would make you my second coach after arfel.hehe)...
the sprints when we get down from the car
(on who will get to the tennis court first, last one to step on that sandy court shall pay the referree and the ballboy!)...
bringing my tennis bag (because you know it's heavy)...
making me win sometimes (I won 4 out of 6 on our singles.ha! ;p)...
going to school with me sometimes (arggghh! I hate community services!)...
your contagious laughter (the loud ones. thanks I need it. haha!)...
letting nookie sit on your lap (even though you think she looks like a frog.tsk!)...
making sazzy feel she's the best (you don't want my dad getting mad at you right?haha...)
playing with myska (even though she's sloppy.hehe)...
watching my games during tournaments and commercials...
the lugait tennis commercial that was impossible to win, but we won...
praising me when I have played well...
not getting mad at me when I am faulty during our games...
driving me around when I feel tired of being the driver...
being thoughtful...
being my constant textmate (even through times of crisis.hehe)...
being my friend...
being my bestfriend...
being you...
being firm with your decisions...
making me realize my mistakes...
and for giving me no reasons not to love you...

ice tea part!Ü tang! buang! ;p

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playing tennis last night...

finally... i was back to my old condition and playing tennis has never been better! played with guys at the other town last night and gain some fans... it's not bragging but its true. really. a bunch of boys were outside praising how I played and God knows I played well, very well last night.Ü and it felt so good having those people praising me. hehe! now I'm bragging! I was with my friends and my boyfriend, he was playing at the other court with my friends, and someone asked me if I could play with them (they are class As), so I agreed. I was the only rose among those thorns. I dont even know my partner's name, it was a fair game. a super fast game... and I was loving every moment of it. we won (8-6).Ü games like that are my favorite.

tommorow's the opening of our tournament here in our town, too bad can't be with the team on our parade... I have a class... and scheduled exams! grrr! tsk.tsk. =(

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mistakes

once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition, there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes. ~ soros, george (b.1930) american stock trader and philantrophist.


to be wronged is nothing unless you continue to remember it. ~ confucius (550- 478 BC) chinese philosopher


don't be afraid to make a mistake. but make sure you don't make the same mistake twice. ~ morita, akio (1921 - 1999) japanese business executive


suffer a loss, learn a lesson. ~ chinese proverb



- I've learned my lesson the hardest way because of mere stupidity.
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at the capitol...being one of the first!

the breathtaking view standing just a few steps from the tennis court. right infront of the capitol building. a fountain. and it's not just an ordinary fountain, it's a very cool fountain, a temporary statement of bliss. and for a moment, it took all my burdens away.

it has just been installed a while ago, and I and my trato were one of those first onlookers to enjoy the relaxing bright site. just beautiful!Ü

the capitol

tubod, lanao del norte

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capturing poetry #2

motorcab

tubod, lanao del norte

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Like a comet

Blazing ’cross the evening sky

Gone too soon

Like a rainbow

Fading in the twinkling of an eye

Gone too soon

Shiny and sparkly

And splendidly bright

Here one day

Gone one night

Like the loss of sunlight

On a cloudy afternoon

Gone too soon

Like a castle

Built upon a sandy beach

Gone too soon

Like a perfect flower

That is just beyond your reach

Gone too soon

Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight

Here one day

Gone one night

Like a sunset

Dying with the rising of the moon

Gone too soon

Gone too soon...

gone too soon

michael jackson

fave song 02

very nice song. dedicated to the children who died at an early age due to AIDS.

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....

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a series of unfortunate events

the end.

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.

whatever has been said and done...

it would not go beyond this post.

it would remain a memory...

and a lesson learned.

now, it will be a past to be forgotten.

I am sorry.

goodbye bro...

now we wither.

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R.I.P.

two good people

one gone bad

the other was made

such shame...

we were good people

I made you looked bad

because I've done bad

shame on me...

to my bro:
I am sorry...
it just happened.
so stupid of me...
you're a good person.

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a moment of silence...







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fave text nothings - 01

Q: what is the difference between love and a pack of cigarrettes?




A: both can make you sick, but a least the cigarettes come with a warning.ÜÜÜ





sender: chen chen
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jovan

what would I do without this guy. jovan. a chat friend. and the man behind my template.haha!

gwapoha gyud oi! haha! oi! ayaw'g ngisi kay di ikaw akong pasabot... I was referring to your pic that I had enhanced.hehe!

thanks again!Ü

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the antagonist

I am not like this

it's not my character

a feeling of hatred

a heart overloaded

being blamed

being hated

I am not like this

its not my character

but I am furious

I was lied

I was betrayed

I was judged

I am not like this

its not my character

but I am tired

I was blamed

I was fooled

I am not like this

it's way out of my character

but I can be like this

I can be this

so hate me

I don't care anymore

I am numb.

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missing sashimi

grocery.
pushing cart.
tuna.
kikoman soy sauce.
calamansi.
wasabe
chopsticks
coke
saisaki

and ... the one who puts almost the entire tube of wasabe in his soy sauce =(


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V-day

for the first time in my life I received roses on v-day. and I spent it with my boyfriend who was trying his best to please me (hehe...). and I? I didn't have something for him... just a keychain from my bohol tour with my parents and bestfriend. nothing fancy...just an ordinary day as I wanted it to be. I don't celebrate V days. because I believed everyday is special. nothing much. I spent it with my boyfriend at his house, went to the tennis court and played one game, brought my bf home to have dinner with my parents, and capturing pictures on people passing by the highway... I had fun.

thanks part!Ü

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capturing poetry #1

sunset

rescue-mactan,cebu

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Success

a man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do. - Dylan, bob (1941) american singer and composer

I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that wont work.- Edison, Thomas Alva (1847-1931) american inventor

if your success is not on your own terms, if it looks good to the world but does not feel good in your heart, it is not success at all. - Quindlen, Anna (1953) american writer

many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they give up.- Edison, Thomas Alva (1847-1931) american inventor

success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.- Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886) american poet

there is only one success - to be able to spend your life in your own way.- Morley, Christopher (1890-1957) american author



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a forgotten passion

who would have thought I would be going back to my forgotten passion... tennis. I've stopped playing for quiet a time. well it became an on and off relationship with me and this sport- playing once a year, playing during the USC intramurals only, getting a medal, then off my racket went to the closet when intrams was over. left forgotten. 9 years. I lost interest with it when I became obsessed with college- friends, alcohol, traveling and someone new. years of fun, misery, love, hate...golden years I should call it. my sport left unnoticed...unloved. I could still remember when I started playing when I was 10yrs. old. I played with my cousins (mic-mic and pj yu - went off to be mountaineers and bikers. talking 'bout mic2x being the president of the USCM way back and pj being the rider of the year 2006 on downhill biking. whew!), we used to have tennis clinics with super A trainers every summer until highschool. we played from 6 a.m. til the sun dropped. beat that! haha! we had been regional players representing our town. well that was when we were still in highschool because we found out that college was much better! much, much better! haha! and there goes our tennis career... doomed. now that I have graduated, I went home in our hometown, I spent my days regaining, picking the pieces that I have forgotten. friends, art, my parents , and of course a passion waiting. inviting. opening a new chapter in my life. so powerful. a passion I never thought I'd be seeking. a passion I was again drawn. a passion I was back being so addicted... my greatest passion. my sport. Tennis.

and now I'm playing invitational tennis commercials and tournaments in the province. thanks to the Capitol Tennis Club! glad to be back! *wink!*

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" "

am I a rebel to say this

"fuck the world for they don't help"

am I a black sheep to say this

"fuck my parents for they don't care"

am I the antichrist to say this

"fuck the lord for he doesn't exist"

am I a traitor to say this

"fuck my friends for they just all laugh"

am I a criminal to say this

"fuck all the people for they don't understand"

am I a psychopath to say this

"fuck myself for I don't have the strength"

am I your friend that you listen to my plea

or am I a stranger

that you've never want to see

am I a judge to interfere your life

or am I God

the carrier of death,disorder and strife

what am I...where am I...

who am I...

-filart-

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missing you

everytime I think of you

I always catch my breath
and I'm still standing here

and you're miles away

and I'm wondering why you left

and there's a storm that's raging

through my frozen heart tonight

I hear your name in certain circles

and it always makes me smile

I spend my time thinking about you

and it's always driving me wild

and there's a heart that's breaking

down this long distance line tonight

I ain't missing you at all

since you've been gone away

I ain't missing you

no matter what I might say

there's a message in the wild

and I'm sending you this signal tonight

you don't know how desperate I've become

and it looks like I'm losing this fight

in your world I have no meaning

though I'm trying hard to understand

and it's my heart that's breaking

down this long distance line tonight

I ain't missing you at all

since you've been gone away

I ain't missing you at all

no matter what my friends say

and there's a message

that I'm sending out

like a telegraph to your soul

and if I can't bridge this distance

stop this heartbreak overload

I ain't missing you at all

since you've been gone away

I ain't missing you at all

no matter what my friends might say

I aint missing you

I ain't missing you

I keep lying to myself

and there's a storm that's raging

through my frozen heart tonight

I ain't missing you at all

I ain't missing you...

john waite (1983)

fave song 01 - haaay makbuang ning kantaha!

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Mai-Mai

I finally have my own blog which I should say is a quiet a triumph for me (in my world where I'm not into the web planet...I should say I am smiling now because I finally have one, thanks to jovan, my ultimately handsome chatmate- well he's the one who taught me how to insert a background which I was dying to do but I don't know how to go through with it. haha!). now I would't have to email my works to someone to post my fave songs and lyrics, beginner poems (which I'm not good at *haha!*) and pictures I took (which everyone says I'm good at *hehe! ahem!* especially my bro who regretted my not-continuing-my-fine arts-course-shifted-architecture life. true. I was really bad on the technical side. I hated it! glad I was able to graduate (* yrs. in the making!)hehe...

haay...this surfing and blogging could be the end of my tennis career (talking 'bout sleepless nights and stiff necks and backpains. result? wrong strokes, no timing, and bad play..tsk.tsk...paet!*). I decided to take a vacation from slamming balls and sun exposures, well just for a short time. it's pointless, if I continue to play, I'd still end up disappointed with each game and how I played. total disaster! count my partners getting disappointed with me...paet! well so much for the chit chats... feel free to scroll, or send me an email of your poems, lyrics or anything you want to express!Ü

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