Entries for December, 2004

December 2, 2004

Posted at 04:24 AM

Lalarin mood.
I'm on the outside looking in
What do I see so much of this left to begin
Where would I be
I'm on the outside looking in
Cover me through this night
I guess I don't know what's left to say
Hear me out
All of the dreams of yesterday keep breaking me down
What's on the outside can you say?
Am I getting carried away

Chorus
It's in your mind It's in your eyes
So it's goodbye again
It's way past time for one last try
So it's goodbye again
Goodbye again...
I'm getting on what's the use?
You know how I get
I can't decide which is the truth at least not yet
I got the feeling that it's you what can be said alone in this room?
And now...

Chorus
Who wants you now?
Maybe somebody else
I'll wait around
Maybe you'll forget you were never here
Maybe forget you were never, never, here...
I'm on the outside looking down
What do I see?
So much of this cold in the ground
Where would I be?
I'm on the outside looking down
Cover me before you go...

You're falling out
I'm falling in so it's goodbye again
It's way past time for one last try so it's goodbye....







December 3, 2004
Sulk
Posted at 06:48 AM

"I hope I never become so used to the world that it no longer seems wonderful." --Ashleigh Brilliant

An interesting quote I got from twentysomething's blog. I need peace! Pasko na and i still feel like shit!






December 7, 2004
Thoughts
Posted at 01:39 AM

                          in a small cafe by seijin9018

The clan's ears have been bombarded by songs from Dishwalla all day. Boredom was my new friend and so all I could do was listen to music and reminisce. No sleep for this fair maiden. Every moving color, every intricate detail seemed to move me with renewed beauty. "I'm alive again," I secretly uttered. Content was in the air. And so, I flew. And I remember asking my dear readers, "why do we cry"? During my time of distraught, I asked the fleeting question. Waking moments during ungodly hours of the night, full of reveries -- fear, melancholy and then misery. I thought of forgetting. I thought of digging up a hole and burying the desparity that left this soul scarred and calloused like a wearry wench. But despair is never without glee when there is acceptance. And so I taught myself to accept. Numbness at first but everything started to fall into place after much hardship.

At the moment, let me re-iterate the question. What makes us smile? When we smile, do we not fear that it will only last for a few milliseconds before it disappears into oblivion, forgotten, and never mentioned again? Do we smile because it's for free, knowing that everything in this world costs something? I'm such a fool. I'm such a fool. In this little world, there will always be rich and poor. Rich in gifts. Poor in gifts. Rich in love. Poor in love. Always something to envy our neighbors about. Always something there to appropriate. And it's never enough. Sigh! Maybe this is not for me. Maybe love is not for me. I'm too afraid. I know that I should not torment myself with such cruel contemplations. But this is me. This is human. * Hah! I started sketching again...


Dishwalla's Somewhere In The Middle






December 7, 2004
Ripples
Posted at 11:05 PM

                unspoken ii by mi4
And there was light.
Mom and I started talking earlier this morning. It's been a long time since mother and child shared views, laughed about childish plink-ploinks and exchanged embraces when it came to serious meandrings with life. Daughter was toiling with her obsessions while mother was buried in work. Ephemeral waves and nods during chance encounters but only a smile could break the ice. Having a mom is such a blessing. The rift has finally been sewn. The bond was never lost. Life opened the door and chance bid me to enter. There are so many things I have to pick up on. Time is not lost. And I am hoping that every cruel heartache would soon subside to the shore, erasing any footprints that may have marred the soul of two individuals, once in love (or still in love). Forgiveness is always the key, and this has brought me into a greater illumination of the truth. Trust is such a sparing word. Anger will always stoke the fire. But love will always be love. I will never forget you.


Dashboard Confessional's Vindicated






December 21, 2004
Clouds
Posted at 07:39 AM

The sun was rising. Cobalt cumuli was starting to turn white, clasping the face of the deep blue bowl with its feathery wisps. Morning drives are always relaxing. We were on our way home from Whistlestop, Jupiter. We just had our Christmas party in Shangrila, Makati. Had a wonderful time and had a magic moment even if it were just for a brief second. Ephemeral smiles are always the most enchanting. "Five days till Christmas," I silently uttered. A sigh, an emotional smile, and a hopeful outlook. Archie pulled over and we said goodbye to Myls before dropping her off in Novaliches. This place will always be special. The crisp morning air was beginning to get to me and I could feel myself being mollified to sleep, Morpheus tugging at my sleeve. "Sa uulitin, chong!" "Sa uulitin, chang!" Friendships are precious. I began threading through the thin fog, thanking Him I am not entirely alone in this world. I am wealthy because of my friends. *Blank Stare*

                         
                                           Merry Christmas!!! 
                          
                                         Di pa kami lasing dito!
                         
                                           Dear Friend, Dianne
                         
                                                 Braso Boys
                                 
                                                   We Rock!!!
                                 
                    January, hinawa na si Sir Franch: Deeezzzynnn!!! 
                          
                   This is getting to be boring... Tagal ng open bar! Tsk!
                         
                                      Produkto ng Pagkabato
                                 
                       Tingnan mo na lang itong si boss Franchie,
                       na ngayon lang nadiskubre ang finger sign.
                          
                             At itong si Ivan na tila bumigay na...
                                    
             ...At itong si Ace, na tila bumigay na rin, sabay kanta ng,  
                                    Honesty si such a lonely word...

                                      
                                        Anong masasabi mo jan?
                             
                                         Wag mo akong tanungin.
                Itanong mo dito sa mga katabi kong naglalayuan sa akin. 
                                       
                                            Chong, naligo ka ba? 
                                 
                          Tsk! Tsk! Basta kami ni teamate, masaya lang.
                               
                                                 Kanta na lang tayo!
                               
                           Etong piso. Patigilin nyo lang kumanta si Belle!
                               
                                     Shenglot! Jon: Pichuran mo kami.
                              
                                   Ang lyrics ba ay nasa cellphone?
                              
      The Culprit : Major Promotor Nitong Inversely Flattering Pictures
                                                         na Ito.    
                                              Hahaha! Thanks, Jet!








December 23, 2004
Come Around
Posted at 01:29 AM

Come Around
Rhett Miller
I'm dressed all in blue and I'm remembering you
And the dress you wore when you broke my heart
I'm depressed upstairs and I'm remembering where
And when and how and why'd you have to go so far

Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
I'm gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
Unless you come around so come around

I'm dressed all in white and I remember the night
You came on to me and opened up my heart
I was hollow then till you filled me in now I'm empty again
I should have never let it start

Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
I'm gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
Unless you come around so come around

No one else can fix me although sometimes my heart tricks me
Into thinking someone else will do
But you're the only one you are the only one

Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
I'm gonna be lonely for the rest of my life
Unless you come around so come around
So come around so come around

I'm dressed all in blue and I'm remembering you
And the dress you wore when you broke my heart


As the year ends, I pause to reminisce about the things that made me smile this year...

That Trip To Quezon
Winning A Pageant
Filing my Leave of Absence from Med School.... ....To Start A Career In PS
Dianne's Birthday

2004 PS Sportsfest

Aftershifts

Road Trips With My Girl Friends

Grilla Celebrations

Unplanned Moviethons in Greenbelt

That Dream Theater Scenes From A Memory DVD Jacob Sold Me 4 90 bucks!
Extra Rackets

Gambas and Pasta
2004 PS Christmas Party

Christmas Day
26th of December
Old Friends

New Friends


Thank You!






January 1, 2005
Birth
Posted at 04:58 AM

New year. New start. Birth for planned endeavors. This seems to be a happy start. No, it is a happy start for me. Most anticipated words from one of the most special people in my life. Thank you. You made me smile again. The office was full of commotion at the stroke of midnight. Parokya ni Edgar was booming from outside. Ayala is such a small place but it looked vast beyond its capacity when I went down to take my break. Hahaha! And there I was yesterday, cursing because they closed Ayala and Paseo to make room for the New Year Street Concert. Silly me! Everyone was in "huggy-state". I'm glad I spent New Year in the office. At least I wasn't left bored watching fireworks being lit from our neighbor's place. That would only make me feel pathetic. Not! Why am i still tapping at these keys? Masaya kasi ako. Sana...sana... Have a cocky New Year Y'all!






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She had some trouble with herself
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I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more


I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved


Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore


It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want


I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved


I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls


Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful


I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved


I don't mind spending everyday Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Try so hard to say goodbye


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