Wednesday, May 28, 2008

fin

i guess this is enough for a while, a new look for my resurrected blogspot. wahaha i'll try to post more if time will let me, and if there are anything to post.


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summer of 2008

Now i'm entering 3rd year, how fast time goes by nah?

The summer of 2008 is one of my favorite summer 'cause we manage to have an overnight stay!!! yipeee! ( for my close friends i know that you know what had happened the past years)
And i have read 8 novels this summer namely...

1) The witch of Portobello - Paulo Coelho
2) The Lovely bones - Alice Sebold
3) The Zahir - Paulo Coelho
4) The Wright 3 - Blue Balliet
5) The Joy Luck Club - Amy Tan
6) Dekada '70 - Lualhati Bautista
7) Ang Tundo Man May Langit Din - Andres Cristobal Cruz
8) Life of Pi - Yann Martel

and im currently reading : Les Miserables by Victor Hugo
up next: Sa Mga kuko ng Liwanag *forgot the author
Weeeeee how i love reading =)) but i don't read all books that i see, i'm actually choosy when it comes to its plot hahaha


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Still under construction

Yeah i still need to polish things up. the background is really irritating me! I uploaded the background in my photobucket to get the url and edit the html but it won't show up (obviously my background is plain white) grrrrrr.... and i still need to transfer the music and cbox. And if someone out there is reading this post and would like to be linked in this blog, just IM me in my yahoo messenger and give me your url... (i hope no one is reading this harhar!)


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Courting Cryptxt

Isolated lover
Over vulnerable ecstasy
Youthful oath underneath

Intertwined needles,
Endless earth
Dying young
Overtaking universe

Yearning on undefined arts,
Redirecting explosive missiles
Yearning end,
Vivid eyes,
Rotating yeasts,
Ticking hours
Inside nostalgic gems…

(in this post, you must decode the message by looking at the letters and not on its contents ) - i know it IS Easy


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The 5 butterflies of my life

Red
We were once together with light
Almost everyone thought that there is something between us
We fought our problems together with might
But we left ourselves isolated for we must

Orange
We laughed until tear runs down our eyes
Ignoring what the majority would say
We shared words of wisdom like we are about to die
We watch as the time eats the rest of the day

Green
We together took a nap on a moving bus
As the cold came and needed a jacket
We ate our snacks and created a lot of mess
Unknowingly, we closed our fist on our respective pockets

Black
Soon as the year ends
Knowing we’re just best of friends, we never said goodbye
We never thought our hearts would mend
But we chose to hear our sweetest lies

Sky blue

You, who had never, knew that I had loved you
You, who had liked me all the way,
I, who made our treatment as cold as dew,
I, who had wished we’ll be together ‘till the end of the days.


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From a teaspoon to a Pitcher of heat

http://www.bus2000.it/wallpaper/TerraDreams/images/GlobalWarming1024.jpg



As we all know this heat that we keep on complaining is now maximizing its revenge.
What would really intensify our awareness is what about to happen. Though this may be prevented, the risk of too much heat may cause most of natural calamities, and even lack for water storage. This heat is not only affecting the continental part but also; our main source of food and livelihood (especially us living on the archipelago): the sea. Now what’s could be bothering there… most likely, 90% of the matured or big fish is now gone… now that plastics are invading their homes. Water evaporating from extreme heat would go up in the sky, since I said “extreme heat”, that would be on an extreme amount…. So as the law of nature says: what goes up must come down. Water on a great amount coming down from the sky… ah… you know what that means. If we are already bothered with the typhoon “Reming” and “Milenyo”, be more bothered to the next series of storm that would be coming because of this global warming. Another thing to happen is the worst ever you could say; the melting of the two polar caps. Now when these melt, water level shall surely rise, leaving low islands a new ruin for the next generation.

What could we do? Well I’m sure you now what. It’s just that; it’s hard for us to do it because we are more comfortable doings things that affect nature negatively, consciously or non-consciously. The next instruction is: move. The next question is: are you ready to face whatever happens? Or are you ready to live on the moon?


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My Tarrot Card



Undirected Creative Force. Open, receptive, devoid of pre-conceived notions. Beginnings.
A young man holding the white rose of innocence in his left hand and grasping a vagabond's staff and satchel in the other, wanders with his gaze to the heaves, about to step into and abyss. His is the transformative journey of the spirit from innocence through experience into wisdom. his guardian and friend is the white dog symbolizing his own puppy like trust and faith, for which the world labels him The Fool.
hai musta naman? the fool.... langya!


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The screaming vow of a haunting soul keeps the coldness of my life stable. The cold of irritating silence, that keeps me awake. The burning chambers of my eyes defy the plans of my wandering mind. Still I see things as concrete as it used to be. One big question is the sounds of booming thunder on the weak battlefield. They battle on the imaginary platform on where a thing becomes abstract. Like this text that cannot be understood by the majority, numbers of three awaken my passion for no such reason. I better use the definition of writing as “to express one’s self” for I already knew that only I can understand this.

The reflection of one’s wing on the concrete world becomes one’s dignity. Worlds that has conversion on matters linking the two. Funny ‘cause there’s no door to each of them.


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Syndicate’s demise

While I conceive my melancholy in this burning earth,
I see thing as usual as the menacing hell.
It’s like giving the ocean a tear on its birth

The world gave me million of words to carry
And I gave them billions of souls to bury

The sunsets on my eyes can be seen on the horizon
The church clangs the best of its bell
And suddenly, everything return back to it’s oblivion


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under construction

i found the courage to open again this blog and i am already tired of maintaining to many accounts so, so so i am going to delete my alternate blogger and transfer all of its contents here. Many stuffs to do like; transfer the cbox the music, the links, the footer the sidebar, the background .... hai. I'm just tired of being a loquacious blogger that's why i stopped posting and posting. so let the transferring begin!!!!!


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