Tuesday, July 26, 2005


Tatooed On My Mind
Playing in my head: Tattooed On My Mind by D Sound

Baby youll soon forget about all,
or maybe youll miss it like I do.
One thing's for sure I'm on a doubt,
spend too much time thinkin' of you

Dont wanna write,I dont wanna call,
I would not know what to say
It should be you
That's how I want it to be
Tell me you feel the same way

Oh, yesterday, I was feelin' safe,
oh all I do today is tryin' to be brave
and no melody can seem to suit my mind
and now I curse you for being so sweet and so kind

And I cant get you out of my dreams
Now I know that youre the dangerous kind
And your smile is tattooed on my mind
And I cant get you out of my dreams

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Im still Ateneo essay-less. =O
Im still waiting for Mr. Inspiration to smack me hard in the face.
Im planning to write about a rather serious/melodramatic topic, so its a good thing the skies are currently crying. The heavens must have heard me when I prayed for a "cozy" weather. I write better when my world is rainy, dark, or hushed. And drama/arte noh? Hehe.

*20 minutes later*

2 paragraphs down! woohoo! Lol.

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Someone made kwento about how certain people are mad at a certain someone for something he/she wrote in his/her blog.
Pahamak talaga tong mga online journal na to eh. Nyarr. Hehe.
The certain someone didnt evidently pinpoint who or what he/she was talking about, so the people who read his/her blog ended up assuming.

I am in no position to judge or blame them for that. Its a typical reaction of someone who feels like he is being choked. He will eventually lose his breath and he will be left with no other option but to struggle and fight back.

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But on the other hand. . .

thats the problem with having the guts to express yourself. . .
People will, more often than not, take your personality from the words you type.
People will, more often than not, believe what they want to accept as true.
People will, more often than not, disregard your feelings and your own truths for their own sake.
And people will, and always will, judge you whether it be done unintentionally or the other way around.

I just hope that there will come a time, when these very same people, cleanse their minds of all prejudice, prejudgment, and bias and, for once, take the other person's thinking into consideration. I just hope that one day, people will end the suppositions, accusations, and speculations, and just choose to grab the truth as it is duly laid out. I just hope that before anyone even decides to point a finger at another individual, he would remember that the rest of his fingers are pointing back at him.

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This was one of my entries a couple of months ago:

Life is unfair.
Ken's status pokes ones consciousness. Coz the reality of it is too blinding.
Biology defines life as = the metabolic activity of protoplasm. But there are times when it seems even worse than that. Im not miserable. In fact Im a very lucky girl. But whenever I hear about someone elses misery, I tend to carry the burden with him. I just cant seem to NOT CARE. And that’s the bad part. Coz Im always there to give advice, to say this and that, to do these things for that person. . .but I never quite learned how to deal with my own burdens.

Life is never fair.
And perhaps it’s a good thing for most of us that its not.
And we haven’t any other choice right? Unless you want to jump off that 20-storey building and gasp for you last intake of air, you have no other way to go but straight ahead.

Life isn’t always that bad.
The secret of life isn’t just to live.
But to have something worthwhile to live for.

I may be sounding like Sir Cortel now, but thats a fact we all have to accept. What else can we ever want in our lives anyway, but happiness and contentment?
We only live once. . . but if we make the most out of every second of our existence, I think once is enough.

Wow. Im quite impressed by the things I wrote.
Sorta kinda like intellectually-stimulating stuff, huh?
Hay grabe, I "crush" myself. Haha.
Ang labo. =P

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[*Anthology*]
Remember when Ms Caldo asked us to make poems for Filipino?
Wala lang. Im just asking if you guys remember. =P

Araw-Gabi

Sa ilalim ng mga bituin
Nakatitig ako sa langit
Sa langit ng walang-hanggang kalaliman

Maaari kayang ikay nakatingala rin at nag-iisip
Nag-iisip sa kawalan
Ako ang laman ng isipan

Walang ingay
Tahimik
Walang boses
Parang langit

Ikaw lang ang naririnig ko
Pangalan moy sinisigaw ng puso.
Ang gabi y lumalalim
At ikaw ang kapiling

Gawin nating atin ang gabi
Dumaan ang oras, at ang araw ay lumabas
Lumiwanag ang langit, may ilaw, may ngiti

Ang umagay dumating
Ang pagmamahal ay sapitin
Bagong araw ay atin

Nagsumpaan tayong dalawa
Wala ng iba
Kundi ikaw at ako
Ang araw at ang bwan
Araw. . .gabi. . . araw at gabi. . .atin lamang. .

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