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Title: The best soy latte you've ever had... and me

What's been on repeat? Here it is. An oldie...but a goodie :)

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall from a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, um
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you
even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall from a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself
Na na na na na na...

Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.

I lose myself everytime I hear the first notes of this song.

Here's the thing about this amazing song. It's a mixture of everything positive like happiness and hope, wonder and wandering, curiosity (not the type that kills the cat) and camaraderie, greatness and sublimity (I just love this word. haha). But at the same time, there's a mixture of negativity like fear, helplessness, and sadness.

Although this is so, they aren't the type of negativity that brings you down, and makes you want to kill yourself. They're the easy breezy type like... when you're sad because something is so beautiful. Have you ever felt that? Being sad because of beauty? I have. It's weird, but I've felt it a couple of times.

Then there's the feeling of being helpless. Like sadness, helplessness comes in various forms. It annoys the crap out of me when I can't control the outcome of the situation. Almost always, I'd like to know what's about to hit me and when I don't I get the worst kind of palpitations. But there's a kind of helplessness present that you should allow to consume you. By doing this, you leave space for someone to help you out. We all know that there are some things we can't fix ourselves and if we're too proud about it, no one's going to notice that you actually need assistance.

Lastly, there's fear. There's a type of fear you feel, because of change (may it be sudden or gradual) or because of something new. Like a new job, or a new semester in school, or when you're nominated for student body president and they're about to announce the winner... You fear the unkown, but there's a beauty in the unkown. It's not knowing the outcome. Doesn't that make it all the more exciting? Doesn't getting a raise, or receiving a 4.0, or hearing your name in the PA system after the words Student body president make it all the more worth the overtimes, sleepless thesis nights, and campaigning? At the same time if you don't get the best of the situation, it isn't all that bad. It's the type you get over in a month or a couple of hours, and you realize that there's something better out there for you. You realize that there's still hope. Which makes this fear pretty cool.

So the thing about this song is, for me it's complete because of it's incompleteness. It's a load of mumbo jumbo words mixed together, but it actually makes total sense once you listen to it after a thousand times and read the lyrics carefully.

So the thing about me is, I am a wanderer and I am incomplete.

I want drops of jupiter in my hair, and I wanna fall from a shooting star.
I wish I could act like summer and walk like rain!!!!
I want a soul vacation SO BAAAAD, and I want to trace my way to the constellation as well.
I'd love to be sweeped off my feet by anything wonderful, and I'd be honored to dance along the light of day.
I never want to be the man who was afraid to fly and never did land.
I want to sail across the sun
I want the WHOLE BRIDGE OF THE SONG...
... and I really, truly, absolutely want to find myself over and over, and again and again.

And after I've done all these things...I'd want it to be everything I wanted to find.

Train did a great job while writing this song.

Like I said in the beginning: I lose myself whenever I hear the first notes of this song, and as the 4 minutes and 16 seconds of the tune comes to an end...I find myself again.

Now, do you want to get lost with me? Na na na na na na :)

I need a fast car (fast car)
Candy coated red
Drive me all night and park it in my bed
I need a fast car (fast car)
I wanna see it zoom
Racetrack waiting in my bedroom

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Title: Are you cool with just tonight?

I've currently been reading The Zahir by Paolo Coelho, and it just gets the old me.

...Fully, completely, entirely, ALL of what used to be me.

It's a miracle that I can put it down to do my daily tasks and attend to my business.

A few lines:

"What is freedom?" (p.8)

"I fought- although without success- for the girl I was in love with... I fought against the hostile world of journalism... I fought for the love of my first, second, and third wives. I fought to find the courage to leave my first, second, and third wives, because the love I felt for them hand't lasted, and I needed to move on, until I found the person who had been put in this world to find me- and she was none of those three." (p. 9)

p. 11

"For a while, I'll think obsessively about her, I'll become embittered, I'll bore my friends because all I ever talk about is my wife leaving me. I'll try to justify what happened, spend days and nights reviewing every moment spent by her side, I'll conclude that she was too hard on mye, even though I always tried to do my best. I"ll find other women. When I walk down the street, I'll keep seeing women who could be her. I'll suffer days and nights, night and day. This could take weeks, months, possibly a year or more.

Until one morning I"ll wake up and find I'm thinking about something else, and then I'll knkow the worst is over. My heart might be bruised, but it will recover and become capable of seeing the beauty of life once more. It's happened before, it will happen again, I'm sure. When someone leaves, it's because someone else is about to arrive- I'll find love again." (p. 14-15)

"I know that freedom has a high price, as high as that of slavery; the only difference is that you pay with pleasure and a smile, even when that smile is dimmed by tears." (p.10)

I'm not even halfway through, because I would read my favorite school book (A history of the world by Perry) in between just for fun. I've always loved history for some reason. World history in particular.

I shallnow get back to my reading.

Tomorrow's another day, and that excites me =)

Say goodbye, these days are gone
And we can't keep holding on.
When all we need is some relief
Through these hard times.

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Title: Pushing for the right direction :)

"As it happens sometimes a moment settled and hovered and remained for more than a moment. And sound stopped and movements stopped for much much more than a moment. And then... the moment was gone."
-Lucas Scott (OTH)

JEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!

4 more days. I'm so excited. I wish I could stay for the whole time. There's really no place I'd rather be. I really can't wait!!! I'm pretty excited, to the point that I'm having slight palpitations...the good kind :) Oh me and my palpitations. I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU!!!!!

I just want to tell you as well...I'm yours. Truly yours :) And I know I'll never regret saying that.

I'm yours Jess.

Basta Ikaw.

Basta Ikaw talaga.

You and I
will travel far together.
We'll pursue
our little star together.

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Title: Listlessness.

More like speechless.

fcuk!

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Title: On dreaming when you were five...and dreaming again right now.

Do you remember the time when you were 5 years old (or younger), and you had a dream. It was the very first dream you could actually formulate in your newborn mind and for you it was the best darn dream you could ever have. It was the purest of the pure...and if you think about it right now you'll probably realize that it was the most far fetched, craziest, most outrageous dream you've ever desired, yet in your heart you believed that you could actually really have that dream or be that dream. You could taste it in your mouth and grab it by the hands as if it were right beside you.

When I was 7... I had a family friend who was diagnosed with cancer at the young age of 8. His name was Mico, and at that time he was really one of my best guy friends. He was very thoughtful, and loving, and fun to play power rangers with.

One day we visited him in the hospital and found him in the ICU. I could see him through the glass window in his isolated quarter. He was unconcious or probably sleeping, and to me he looked so different. All I knew was he was sick with cancer, but had absolutely NO IDEA what that was. He was frail and looked so much older. I could even see the scar on the back of his neck due to his operation.

There was only one other man in the room with Mico, and he was wearing a white coat. I turned to my mum who was beside me and asked who that man was. She looked down at me, and this is what she said: "That's Mico's doctor. He's going to cure Mico."

From then on I wanted to be a doctor. I dreamed of wearing the white coat and planned to heal my friend. As I got older different specializations were attached to my dream.

When I was in grade 6 I wanted to be a surgeon.

When I stepped into college after taking up BIOPSYCH, I wanted to be a neurosurgeon.

Now that I have graduated, it hasn't changed. I still want to be a neurosurgeon...and a damn good one if it's possible.

But like I said, that wasn't my very first dream.

When I was 5... I wanted to be a popstar.

I wanted to have a gazillion of fans, a double, tripple and all the "ipples" imaginable million peso selling album. I idolized Manelyn Reynes (is that how you spell her name?!) in all her ummm...singing sensation. But the real reason for wanting to be a popstar was because I loved to sing. I started singing songs by Jose Mari Chan during my 4th birthday. I sang "Please be careful with my heart" to my mum, and she cried like a baby.

Ever since then the mic was an extension of my hand.

As I got older I upgraded my popstar status to broadway diva extraordinaire thanks to Eponine's fantastic performance in "Les Miserables" and Kim and Ellen's duet in "Miss Saigon".

Until now musicals are my true love.

Still that wasn't my very first dream. This was my first...

When I was 3... I wanted to be a mermaid.

Go on...laugh it off :) Done?

Come on! If you were born in the year of 1987, have watched "The Little Mermaid", and is actually a girl...you have got to admit that Ariel was way cool with her flaming red hair, green flippery tail, and her voice of an angel. PLUS, she was a princess! When did you not want to ever be a princess and a mermaid at the same time?! My cousins and I would pull our legs into the pillow sheet so we would have flippers as well, and we would pretend to be Ariel in that "rock scene" as the electric fan blew air through our hair.

Haha Another bonus was having Flounder as a pet. From then on I've always had fish for a pet. Until I got older and couldn't stand the smell of them when they died.

My point is, we all have our crazy, fantastic, stellar dreams. Sometimes our very first dream is still what we want the most (Notice how farfetched it really is in the beginning). But as we grow older, we realize that those dreams are actually really crazy and unachievable. I realized that I couldn't actually just sprout a tail and gills all in one night. It dawned on me that there were millions of other girls just like me who wanted to be in a band and be a famous popstar. Yet these dreams remain in us and appear in small doses.

I've entered the real world and have decided to stick to my dream of becoming the worlds best neurosurgeon. Service and Passion for others. But I still love to belt out a tune or two whenever there are parties, get togethers, and mini-concerts. I pretend to win a grammy or two when I'm in the shower (The shampoo bottle was my grammy). I still absolutely adore the beach, and the bathtub, the rain and... basically water.

Sometimes...okay most of the time I still catch myself daydreaming of singing on a stage to a crowd that draws close to a billion. Whenever I want to get away from the world, I still silently wish that I were a mermaid swimming into the depths of the deep blue. It's good to escape the world once in awhile especially when there's too much going on. Remembering your first dreams and ambitions gives you something to laugh about. We should all try it once in awhile.

Ask yourself: What was the first dream I've ever conjured in my head? Then ask yourself where you are right now. More often than not, you find little joys in small things like these. And when you'rereally lost...sometimes you truly find yourself again all because of that crazy dream you had when you were 5.

In a place that won't
let us feel.
In a life where
Nothing seems real.
I have found you.

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Title: 'Cause I could fall asleep in those eyes.

If you've been to my house, you've probably been inside my room. For those who have not, let me paint you a picture (Forgive me, for I can't paint to save my life). My room is di-colored. Royal Blue, and Slug Bug Green (Like the VW Beatle). There's a story behind that, but I won't dwell on it right now. Atop the walls are black music notes (To the tune of "lupang hinirang" haha) on pink lines that were printed out on sticky paper. My ceiling is stone wall white, and so is my study desk. As you enter you will locate my very small library on your left filled with my favorite books, and a whole lot of BSB videos. My huge ass debut poster is plastered to the green part of my wall beside the door that leads to my balcony (ala romeo and juliet). Lastly (My bathroom is another story), you'll see my bed...well more like my stage. It's actually a platform with a queen sized futton placed as a make shift bed. There are actually 2 steps which lead to my "platform/bed" because it's about 3 feet high. Can you see it yet?

My messy room after a day of shopping.

Didn't I say it was a huge ass poster?

Anyway, that's not the main event of my entry. Here it goes:

I do collect a lot of things (shades, headbands, keychains etc.), but everyone knows how much of a magazine freak I am. Every month I buy seventeen and if there's anything else I like, I purchase them as well. I realized about an hour ago how much I've accumulated and on my stage like bed, the magazines really look all cluttered and...well messy. So I decided to categorize them once more and tried to put some order back in my reading materials.

As I was drowning in pages filled with shopping tips, beauty products, famous actresses and models, etc. etc. I found several other items. My old school notebooks from way back in 1st year Highschool, and two of my journals from the year '06 and '07. I set them aside, and after cleaning up the rest of the pile I sat down on the floor of my bathroom and flipped through the pages of my past.

I kept laughing at my entries, and was actually surprised with some of my test scores (Nagkaka 4.0 pala ko in Chem subjects!). Besides the usual school stuff, of course were the little doodles of everyday events like "Lesson learned for the day:...", "Today we watched STEP UP", "My new sched for the 3rd term (of 2nd year!). I would also occasionally have a candy wrapper stuck to the pages because it was given by someone special and of course tons of Happy birthdays here and there with matching pictures.

What I loved the most though were the quotations I got from TV shows, or my favorite lyrics from particular songs. There were also sayings I made on my own, which after reading, transported me back to that very moment and allowed me to feel what I actually felt at that time. One such saying was this:

"Let's always remember that sometimes we just have to stop pushing ourselves to love or be loved by someone. Sometimes we just have to be alone to be able to think about what we really want in life, to be able to realize what or who will really make us happy. Sometimes it is only when we start loving ourselves that we are able to realize that real and lasting happiness starts from within ourselves and becomes even more complete when we share it with someone who truly loves us..."

I pondered on it for awhile just to see how it affects me at this very moment...in the right now. So here's what I've come up with: Maybe I dove in head first too fast. Even if I did tell myself that I wasn't wounded, or hurt (And I believe that I still wasn't) I didn't give myself time to heal. I didn't give myself time to asses what went wrong, or how I could avoid the same mistake. I just let go and watched myself stumble into a mess I knew was coming all along. It felt good to just "fall into it", but then it also hurt big time when I crashed too soon.

People change, in a minute, in a second. I know I've changed even if I haven't felt it. I now know that I owe myself some alone time. Time to reflect, release, and figure out my next step into the future I'm about to embark on. I need some "me" time, and then eventually I'll allow someone to step into my world and share it with him. But as of right now, just like what the quote of Trina '06 has said

"...I should find time to be able to realize what or who will really make me happy."

I painted my nails bright yellow today. It may seem a little off topic to you, but not really. I spent about 30 minutes trying to make it look all professional (It still doesn't though). That's 30 minutes spent by myself doing something that I actually liked. I guess I already started the me time without even realizing it. Yay me! :)

Do I seem familiar,
i've crossed you in hallways
a thousand times,
no more camouflage
I want to be exposed,
and not be afraid to fall.

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Title: Spin me around :)

While watching Private Practice with my family...

Kyle: Ats, is she the "Thingy" of Grey's Anatomy
Me: *Looks puzzled* What?
Kyle: The thingy...yung ano!
Me: Oh! You mean spinoff? Yeah, this is the spin off of Grey's Anatomy.

After 3 more episodes...

Dad: This is the spinoff of Grey's Anatomy right?
Me: Yup! Adison is SO HOT!
Dad: So that's Adison?
Me: Yes.
Dad: Ahhh...so she was SPUN.

HAHAHAHAH!!! Winners :))

Private Practice is the Thingy of Grey's Anatomy. And Adison Montgomery was spun.

Crazy boys in my family.

Look at the stars
Look how they shine for You
and all the things that you do
And it was all...YELLOW.

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Title: Forbidden to remember, scared to forget.

Unanswered questions. A tad bit mauldin. Reader prepare.

Ever since the mighty eagles have dug their claws into the already laserated bodies of the Archers, I have been asking my mother, my friends, outloud to the world, quietly to myself...my soul...

Which came first, emptiness or sadness?

Which emotion made you earn a point for moving forward because you have allowed yourself to veer away from the unkindness of your brain which is unwilling to forget?

When you feel numb, have you taken a step back or two steps forward?

After crying tears, whether they fill a thousand buckets, or splash a few droplets on your white linen shirt... does that mean you feel better due to the release of unwanted emotion?

Which one is really step one? Because for the last two months (MUCH LESS NOW), these are the two that seem to be battling it out for a huge space in my being.

I just need to know because when I am confined in the four walls of my room...sometimes I am empty, and immobile. I lie on my bed, or sometimes on my bathroom floor and just breathe. All I hear is my own self inhaling and exhaling, my thumping heart, and the ringing in my ears coming from the cold tiles on the floor (Just like Izzy Stevens in Grey's Anatomy). I tell myself that this is so much better than remembering every single memory floating in your brain and feeling every single emotion all at the same time adding up to the equation, but getting only one sum...sadness. I then think to myself that emptiness has the upper hand. It's true what they say...

Sadness is beautiful, loneliness is tragical.

Then there comes being lonely when you are alone. They say it's better to feel then to not feel at all. To be able to release, then to keep it all inside and then one day burst into flames. Haha

I've always released...never kept. Everyone knows that. Trina=Little Ms. No regrets.

Wow, this entry just confused me more actually. I still don't have an answer. Is it better to feel nothing rather than feel the heavy sensation that only being truly sad can bring? I still don't know. But my real question is... which one signals the start of you moving on?

Whatevershmever (that's a new word I say now)! I don't think I'll ever know.

I'll be up in an hour and a half to get ready. I wish that right now, I had the magical power to just shut my eyes and instantly fall asleep.

I'll give that a try. Right.

Oh once in your life
you'll find someone
who can turn your world around
pick you up
when you're feeling down.

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Title: Moods that take me and erase me, and I'm painted black.

A few of my favorite songs from the movie "ONCE".

"If you want me"
by: The Swell Season

Are you really here or am I dreaming
I can't tell dreams from truth
for it's been so long since I have seen you
I can hardly remember your face anymore

When I get really lonely
and the distance causes our silence
I think of you smiling
with pride in your eyes a lover that sighs

If you want me satisfy me, if you want me satisfy me
If you want me satisfy me, if you want me satisfy me

Are you really sure that you’d believe me
when others say I lie
I wonder if you could ever despise me
when you know I really try
to be a better one to satisfy you
For your everything to me
and I’ll do what you ask me
if you’ll let me be, free

If you want me satisfy me, if you want me satisfy me
If you want me satisfy me, if you want me satisfy me
If you want me satisfy me, if you want me satisfy me

"Falling Slowly"
by: The Swell Season

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

Your love is better than ice cream
better than anything else that I've tried.
And your love is better than ice cream
Everyone here knows how to fight.

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Title: Soundrack for your rainy mornings

Just about an hour ago I had one of the most beautiful wake-up sessions in my life. Okay fine, not really perfect, but there's no such thing as perfect anyway right? I woke up because my phone beeped (a message regarding F-givers), and instead of being Ms. Cranky pants I was pretty normal. It was really dark, and cold, and almost everyone knows how much I love waking up to cold surroundings. It wasn't freezing cold, it was a lazy day, perfect rainy weather type of cold. The edges of my pillow casings were cold, and I have always loved the feeling of it against my skin. My comforter was cold as well, the fan's direction wasn't pointed at my face, but still kept me cool. It was perfect!

So I decided to transfer beds (My parents) because the 'coldness' in my beddings were fading. Plus, I had the perfect songs playing in my head which would accompany the weather perfectly. Next thing I knew, I was switching my speakers on and playing the following songs:

1. Kissing- Bliss
2. Beautiful- Late Night Alumni
3. Rise- Azure Ray
4. Lovely- Michelle Tumes
5. How deep is your love- The Bird and the Bee
6.Crash into me- Dave Matthews Band
7. Comfortable- John Mayer
8. Fresh Feeling- The Eels
9. Cater to you- Destiny's Child
10. Flaws and all- Beyonce Knowles
11. Suddenly- Soraya
12. Echo- Incubus
13. I see you, you see me- The Magic Numbers
14. If you leave (OMD Cover)- Nada Surf
15. Gabriel- Lamb

I'm pretty sure I forgot one or two songs. I'm telling you, this is the perfect way to get up. If everyday could just be like this then waking up wouldn't be such a burdensome task.

P.S.

I miss You.

I really really really do. I haven't talked to You in so long that I feel like I'm about to burst due to anticipation and anxiety. There's so much to tell you although I'm sure you've heard about them already. It's been a year of ups and downs and some in-betweens, and I'd like to share ALL of these with You. Warning...I might cry like a baby. But I know that no one else can soothe me the way you do plus you've seen me cry millions of tears already. I know just having You there will comfort me like no other. I am also deeply saddened, because I believe that one day isn't enough to be with You. I'll make the most out of it. I really can't wait. I wish I could be there for the whole of 3 days, because I miss it...I miss us...I miss You. Just a few more days, and I'll see You again :)

Don't forget...on the 24th, it's going to be me and You. It's a date!

I love You :)

You don't have a clue
what it is like
to be next to you
I'm here to tell you
that it is good
that it is true.

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Title: Absolute nothingness

I am so sick and tired of playing "House Arrest" with my parents. Yes, I've been sick for a week, but it's been a week of rest and relaxation as well. I have done absolutely nothing productive, except study on Sundays from 8am-5pm. By the middle of the day, I would be zoning out and switching into auto-pilot mode as I copy the notes on the projector. Last week's topic was ORGANIC CHEM and BIOCHEM! Hellloooo lovely! :)

Here's a list of what I have done so far during my imprisonment:

1. I have finished the first season of "Lipstick Jungle" (which I definitely LOVE LOVE LOVE!), and I am actually repeating it now.

2. I watched a hundred of movies like Wimbledon, Mona Lissa's smile, The Devil Wears Prada, Mean Girls, The Adventures of Mimi (which is actually M.C.s old concert), Elizabethtown (which I cried in and is my new found love) and a new one that I bought today entitled "ONCE" etc. etc. etc.

3. I fixed my closet...twice.

4. Rearranged my dresses according to it's style.

5. Fixed my shoes (And realized how much more shoes I want. There are 5 pairs in my mind right now.)

6. Fixed my accessories drawer.

7. Painted my nails Glenda Green. You know, like Glenda in Wicked.

8. Brushed my hair 1000 times

9. Read 2 books and browsed 4

10. Made my bathroom smell like green tea. (Delicious!)

11. Sleep

12. Wanted to eat but couldn't.

13. Ponder.

14. Sleep some more.

15. And finally danced around to different songs that came out of my i-pod. I did this more than once.

Yes, I was able to step out of the house today for 2 hours just to go through the minimal stores present in our ever so humble SMB. It was pure bliss walking from one store to another, browsing through racks of clothes, fitting on shoes, trying on accessories, flipping through old books, and checking out cheap vcds. That's what I love to do best, and it feels even more fantastic when I'm doing it alone. Shopping alone. What pure bliss!

That's how I found "ONCE" and instantly remembered an LSS I had with one of it's songs (Watch the movie, it's sweet.) Ang daming sidelines! I can't even get my writing style together. Maybe it's because I lack sunshine. I swear I'm becoming pale already. I miss the sun! :s I miss having a delema on which pair of shades I'm going to wear. I miss listening to my ipod in the car. I miss reading in the car. I have read my book in every nook and space in my house, even the garden's swing which I haven't been on in a bazillion years. Haaaaaay buhay bum.

Tomorrow though I can actually spend more than 2 hours outside the house. I have to go to school and return my toga, then spend some quality time with Favorite. On Saturday, will be my brother's confirmation. He's so big already *dramatic sisterly sigh*, and after that I'm going out with my girls :) I missed them. I'm pretty excited! I can't wait to hangout with them again, let alone get out of the house. Oh wow, look at the time 12:44am. If my dad catches me out of bed, he'll get pretty angry again. I'm still supposed to be "resting". Hay Lord.

I better hop back on my bed. Plus, I had a date with Jerry Spinelli that I cut short just to write this entry. I better read a few more chapters just so I get a second one.

Here's to tomorrow. To sunshine. And to absolute nothingess. BOO!

Current song obsession: Inside of Love- Nada Surf
Song to download: All Again for you- We the Kings

You were everything
that's bad for me
make no apologies
I'm crushed bleeding
black and blue
But you know I'd do it all again
For you.

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Title: Highschool Senior year memories, and the great journies it came with.

I'm not in a very "writing-y" mood today. Haha

Today as I was being told by everyone that I needed to rest, I decided to catch up on my reading. I told myself that I would possibly finish reading "P.S. I love you", and finally move on to the next one in line which is entitled "The Zahir" by Paulo Coelho.

I really want to tell you more about the former book. How entertaining it was, how light and crisp, and imaginative the author was as well. But that really wasn't my soul purpose for logging in blogspot right at this very moment. I want to share with you something else instead. Like I mentioned previously, the recent book that I'm starting is indeed by Coelho, and as usual he starts it off with various lines from either the bible, or poems by famous authors.

The first quote in the book was...you guessed it! From the Bible. It was about losing one sheep and leaving th 99 just to look for that one sheep. And the second entry, was one poem by the very famous Constantine Cavafy.

The name of the poem is "Ithaca", and it is one of my all time favorites.

This is what I would like to share with you.

Ithaca

by Constantine P. Cavafy

When you set out on your journey to Ithaca,

pray that the road is long,

full of adventure, full of knowledge,

The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,

the angry Poseidon-do not fear them;

You will never find such as these on your path

if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine

emotion touches your spirit and your body.

The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,

the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,

if you do not carry them within your soul,

if your heart does not set them up before you.

Pray that the road is long.

That the summer mornings are many, when,

with such pleasure, with such joy

you will enter ports seen for the first time;

stop at Phoenician markets,

and purchase fine merchandise,

mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,

and sensual perfumes of all kinds,

as many sensual perfumes as you can;

visit many Egyptian cities,

to learn and learn from scholars.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.

To arrive there is your ultimate goal.

But do not hurry the voyage at all.

It is bettter to let it last for many years;

and to anchor at the island when you are old,

rich with all you have gained on the way,

not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.

Without her you would never have set out on the road.

She has nothing more to give you.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.

Wise as you have become, with so much experience,

you must already have understood what Ithaca means.

Oh Highschool memories :)

Read the poem word for word. Appreciate it for what it's worth. Then ask yourself.

Have I found my Ithaca yet?

Feel the rain on your skin

no one else can do it for you

only you can let it in

today is when your book begins

the rest is still...unwritten.

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Title: She was disarming.

I have this deep burning desire to watch one of my favorite films at 1AM. Since I am still truly sick (barking and all), and in need of major r&r, I decided to just jot down some of my favorite lines and make people guess what movie it actually is.

"What would my euphemism be?"

"She was disarming."

"That's not a euphemism!"

"Yes...yes it is"

"I'm your stranger...JUMP!"

"Were you spying?"

"Lovingly observing"

"She doesn't need me"

"Do you bring her here?"

"Yes"

"Do you phone her, beg her to come back when you went for your lonely little walks?"

"Deception is brutal, I'm not pretending otherwise."

"How? How do you do this to someone? Not good enough!"

"I fell in love with her"

"Oh as if you didn't have a choice. There's a moment, there's always a moment when you tell yoruself you can resist it."

"You're wonderful."

"Don't ever forget it."

"Can I see you? Dan answer me, can I see you?"

"I can't see you. If I do, I won't ever leave you."

"What would you do if I find someone else?"

"I"ll be jealous."

"Do you still fancy me?"

"I amuse you, but I bore you."

"It's not a war."

"Lying is the most fun a girl can do without taking her clothes off, but it's better if you do"

"Why me?"

"Because you cut off your cross."

"You were perfect."

"I still am."

"Is she yours?"

"Yes, she's mine."

I'm guessing that by either the 6th or 10th conversation quote, you've gotten the movie right already. It took me a few viewings to actually absorb the whole essence including the various play of words that the scripwritters used. Now that I think about it, it was absolutely worth all the confusion during the first time I saw it. I'm definitley watching this as soon as I get up in the morning. There's nothing better than lying in bed with a bowl of parmesan popcorn in hand, a tall glass of cold (in my sick case warm) water, while watching one of your favorite flicks.I'm also secretly hoping that it drizzles tomorrow. That would be the metaphorical cherry on top of my metaphorical extra whipped cream.

P.S. Sing with me "And so it is, just like you said it would be...life goes easy on me, most of the time." (hint hint)

And so it is

Just like you said it should be

We'll both forget the breeze

Most of the time

And so it is

The colder water

The blower's daughter

The pupil in denial

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Title: Now our history is for sale.

Due to my ever present laziness and countless dvd marathons, I have not been able to blog for a long period of time. Actually, I'm still pretty lazy...so I'm just going to round up what's been happening in my life through pictures.

Besides, you know what they say about snapshots...they speak a thousand words.

DLSU vs. ADMU game 2

I saw Anne :)

We Lost though :(

Mama Karls and Tito Richards wedding

Joseph and I sang "The Prayer"

Fun times with my cousins :)

Cheng and Poks

Fernandez's

Grad practice

TL.G.V.

Girlies

During the recognition rights

So did these pictures do any justice to the events in my life? They're pretty big events if you ask me.

More than half of the population of La Salle will die to just watch a championship game in the big dome, especially since they'll be playing up against Ateneo (Maybe I'm exagerating, but it sure does feel that way).

Second, a major wedding :) I like weddings, any kind of union should be considered beautiful.

Lastly, I'm going to graduate. After 3 years of numbers, and scientific terms...I am finally going to major in Psychology. Yay me!

Oh and watch out for new and exciting things to come. It's going to be STELLAR...it's going to be SUBLIME ;)

Oh Oh (haha yes, i did that on prupose)...last night was lovely. The weather was perfect! Even if I was a little bit under the weather (no pun intended), it still felt amazing. Cold breeze, great book, amazing music...what more can you ask for? :)

Lastly. THANK YOU! I'm so glad I heard what I heard, because if I didn't...I sure would be pining over you for at least a few more months. In just a snap...it was O-V-E-R. And I think that is the biggest and greatest news of all :)

How am I supposed to breathe?

I try to relax. I touch your still frame
So I can watch you closer
And study the ways I believe I belong to you
I scratch at your waist line... your doll hair
I dig up the thought of how your eyes glow
So I make you my religion, my collision, an escape goat
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?

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