Friday, January 30, 2009

IMU <3

i do.
i just do

miss you.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Quote for the Day

"Before you can be happy with someone else, you should be happy with yourself first. Nothing is more attractive than someone who radiates contentment from within."

E.K. trip

galing kami sa EK kanina.
medyo hilo pa ngayon.
ang sarap talaga mag-EK pag libre lahat. =)
nirecord ko nga pala ang space shuttle ride ko.
sa harap kami nakaupo ni alvin.
here it is!




eto pala some pics ng space shuttle ride..



Saturday, January 24, 2009

The Villanelle

ugh. it's really hard to write a poem using the traditional forms such as the sonnet, sestina and villanelle.. but anyway, i did it! and got a pretty good grade for it too. i wrote this one a few years ago. =)

(Note: A villanelle follows a certain end-rhyme scheme of aba with its first and third lines repeated via a pattern in the verses following the first one.)

Moments fading into bittersweet memory
In the course of life, time does not wait
All that remains are pages in history

Each person has his own special story
Bits and pieces running out of date
Moments fading into bittersweet memory

Even kings and princes in all their glory
Are reduced to figures that stories create
All that remains are pages in history

Unforgettable experiences become blurry
When we grow old, it becomes hard to relate
Moments fading into bittersweet memory

Let’s just live life as a wonderful journey
One moment will pass, while two more await
All that remains are pages in history

There is really no need for anyone to worry
It’s just the way it works with fate
Moments fading into bittersweet memory
All that remains are pages in history

Emo (by klasmeyt April)

1 A compulsive affiliation with digital broken hearts and double-x prefixes and suffixes attached to screen names. (xxpaoisdeadxx is heartbroken because his ex-girlfriend cheated on him.)

2 Hemorrhage of blunt emotion from bands with forty-five-letter names. (His Lullaby of a Last romance That First Died In Autumn)

3 Eyeliners, excessive black rubber bangles, and one-sided haircuts with bangs to obscure vision from one eye. Hoping that they won't be seen if they refuse to see. But their vandalized shoes scream heartache. (On his sneakers: How can I say I love you back, you never made me happy.)

4 Depression at the slightest provocation. Failure to recover from a major catastrophe. Self-destruction. (You need to be a fake to understand the way I feel. You left. And then: xxpaoisdeadxx signed out)

Ang Iyong Kalungkutan (ni Mark Angeles)


Ang iyong kalungkuta'y
umaagos saking katauhan
tulad ng isang malinaw na tubig
humuhugas sa batong apog
nangingisap na itim
sa iyong mga mata.

Pinagmasdan kita.



Piliin mo mang iwan
ang mala-paraisong ilog
na bilad sa lamyos ng buwan
ay hayaan akong maging kwerdas
na sabay mong yuyukod

sa talon na pinananabikan.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Tonight (Not Again) by Jason Mraz

The night.

She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek

Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow

Clouds soothe, Shredded by the calico

Were oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now.

This time like every other time I believe that I never find

Another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes

Ocean lapping voice smile coy as the brightest quiet span of sky

And I’m all alone again tonight not again, not again, not again.

And don’t it feel alright. and don’t it feel so nice. Lovely.

Still I’m unable to inhale all the riches

As I’m awkward as a wound on my bones

Still I’ve got cobblestone joints and plate glass points

As I’m all by myself tonight not again not again.

And don’t it feel alright. and don‘t it feel so nice. Lovely.

Well if you should nervously break down

When its time for the shakedown would you take it

It’s when you cry just a little but you laugh in the middle that you’ve made it

And don’t it feel alright. and don’t it feel so nice. Lovely.