16
Feb

V

i should be off to slumberland now. this game on facebook has kept me up all night and i still need to catch up on my zzzs since i lacked some of it yesterday..by yesterday i mean saturday but ehrrr…saturday was two days ago. sigh. the typical disorientation the night shift can bring.

i havent posted in a while and looks like my friend slash stalker slash officemate, dennis, has been looking out for nomad footprints. not that ive been anywhere (but on facebook) lately. but DC, i hope you get to read this, the first credit goes to you ;-) (for encouraging me to write again).

this is perhaps one of the most memorable boring weekend i have had. yes DC, as i’ve told you i dig boring now. boring is the new de-stressor for me. night outs and gimmicks with friends (and lovers) is still fun, but there is a certain peace that solitude can bring that you can’t get from anything else.

so i went out. well not really. i actually stayed in. camped in kara’s place as she went to manila to join the lovapalooza with edgar, her boyfriend. i was supposed to go out with jeri and her boyfriend,jovanih, for dinner saturday night, but i fell asleep and it was too late by the time i got her invitation. later in the evening, rezza, who lives a few rooms away, had her boyfriend, jake, bring me a full plate of carbonara from red ribbon. because i was busy fighting vampires online and chatting with my 1/5 of a soulmate (you know who you are…lols), i completely forgot to check on my two boyfriend-less housemates, michelle and rose, whom i was supposed to have a single ladies’ night out that night (my bad!). sorry you two, i have become a crazy vampire, i just cant help but be one.

how was my valentine weekend? far from being loveless. if cupid gives out valentine wishes, for this year mine would be that he keeps throwing arrows at the lovebirds who look out after me, and that he keeps my single friends’ hearts protected from unnecessary bull crap from unworthy guys.

all we need is love. i hope the firing squad had much more fun this year (i was busy fighting baba yoga and other undead creatures to enlist myself).

goodnight vampires! ehhrr…goodmorning to everyone else ;-)
mum mum mum mwaaah!

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05
Feb

lying still…

when you fall a hundred times and seem to not get yourself right side up long enough to actually start walking, it is entirely impossible not to think of resigning to defeat.

it’s been like that for me for quite a while now. this small space in the cold, lifeless ground has become a comfortable little place for me.

but this little creature, bless his heart, has way bigger guts than the rest of us.

check him out here.

i had to sniff back a tear or two. i wish i can finish as strong as he always has.

thanks tito greg for forwarding this link. i miss our no non-sense bantering. nobody talks (as in really talk) to me anymore…

;-(

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21
Nov

blogged by paulo

7. Life is sexually transmitted.

6. Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

5. Men have two emotions: Hungry and Horny. If you see him without an erection, make him a sandwich.

4. Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach a person to use the Internet and they won’t bother you for weeks.

3. Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.

2. All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

1. In the ’60’s, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

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17
Nov

if i were a boy

If I were a boy
Even just for a day
Id roll outta bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted then go
Drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
Id kick it with who I wanted
And Id never get confronted for it
Cause theyd stick up for me

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear Id be a better man
Id listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause hes taken you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone its broken
So theyd think that I was sleepin alone
Id put myself first
And make the rules as I go
Cause I know that shed be faithful
Waitin for me to come home (to come home)

Its a little too late for you to come back
Say its just a mistake
Think Id forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

But youre just a boy
You dont understand
Yeah you dont understand
How it feels to love a girl someday
You wish you were a better man
You dont listen to her
You dont care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause youve taken her for granted
And everything you have got destroyed

But youre just a boy

*beyonce

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06
Nov

making a president

25 Questions for Barack Obama

25. WHAT DOES SHE DO THAT DRIVES YOU CRAZY?
 
I will display the wisdom I will display as President and decline to answer. My wife has no flaws.

i like this guy already. he is wise to know a wife can make or break a president. if only all men are as wise.

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05
Nov

who are you?

Who are you
Are you a flower that grows on the hillside
Catching my eye with a rainbow of color
Hopelessly lovely and wild as the moon
You smile and I wonder,
 
Who are you
Are you a statue inside a museum
Drawing me closer with eyes like the ages
Unable to love for you’re made out of stone
 
I look in your eyes and see nothing but mystery
There’s so many things I’ve been longing to ask you
Who are you
And what have you done with my heart
 
Who are you
Are you a season, a lifetime, an hour
Will you be there when the sky turns to winter
And if I should love you
Will you love me too
Who are you

Who are you

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01
Nov

going…

Someone said life is for the taking
Here I am with my hand out waiting for a ride
I’ve been living on my great expectations
What good is it when I’m stranded here
And the world just passess by

Where are the signs to help me get out of this place
If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know
If the story’s written on my face, does it show
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool going where the wind blows

Here I sit halfway to somewhere
Thinking about what’s in front of me and
what I left behind
On my own, supposed to be so easy
Is this what I’ve been after
Or have I lost my mind
Maybe this is my chance coming to take me away

If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know
If the story’s written on my face, does it show
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool going where the wind blows

Here I am walking naked through the world
Taking up space, society’s child
Make room for me, make room for me, make room for me
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool
Going where the wind blows

where the wind blows…

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30
Oct

prodigal child’s sister

why do you require so much from me yet so less from him?

why, despite my pleas, do you anticipate that i give when im all drained and give so generously to him?

why do we celebrate the prodigal child again?

oh because the child came home and decided the old destructive ways were wrong.

but he doesnt have old ways. only destructive current ways.

i guess what they say is true. love can be blind.

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22
Oct

sober (or-so)

Girl meets boy, girl goes crazy
Boy backs away, she gets her heart broken
No words are spoken

Boy comes back and acts
As if everything is cool
Soon she’s got him back up on a pedestal
She only sees what she wants to see
Love is blind, love is so misleading

I see the light, oh what a light
And I am sober
All that you served to me
No longer will I drink it in
I took the time to think it over
I see the you I never knew
Now it’s finally sinking in
I am sober

Girl wakes up and smells the coffee one day
Realizes she’s on her own again
All alone again

Boy takes every opportunity
To play on every insecurity
Get her back on track
She’s in a daze, back in the fire
But will she cave into her old desires

 
:-(

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17
Oct

the hiatus is over

but we were unable to pick up where we left off. i’ve lost that i-can-talk-to-you-about-anything vibe.

it’s sad. conversations are my thing. and the ones we had were always interesting no matter how stupid.

maybe i just miss feeling secure about a person’s existence in my life. that one will always be there no matter what. now, it’s always because i am useful and i can do you favors that’s why you hang around.

maybe it’s true - ignorance is bliss.

if i become weak and dull, would you still notice me? would you even talk to me?

no i guess not. it should be a relief then that i am not always weak and i am almost always ready to offer you something that helps you make sense of your life, or that at least i make you laugh. and it helps too that i assure you i’ve got your back.

but i don’t feel relieved. im tired of being useful. im tired of the thought that my life existence depends on it.

sometimes, it just sucks to be good.

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