Monday, February 11, 2013
my deepest thoughts: There is so Much to Remember
my deepest thoughts: There is so Much to Remember: Out of the blue, while staring at the empty ceiling of my sister's pad I remembered " the Valencia trip". This trip happens three years ag...
the eye liner effect- at mc do.
Right after class i hurried home and change clothes.
flats, shorts and checkered top. comfy enough for me.
my long loyal monkey business partners/ friends are waiting for me. - MC Donald.
today, we will be talking about this website for writers and yes as a money making species we are anticipating income. I do this for passion, fun and living. So far i don't have any negative comments about anything.
one of my friend notices my eye liner, he said i look nice and i replied "so are you". This is all for the day.
flats, shorts and checkered top. comfy enough for me.
my long loyal monkey business partners/ friends are waiting for me. - MC Donald.
today, we will be talking about this website for writers and yes as a money making species we are anticipating income. I do this for passion, fun and living. So far i don't have any negative comments about anything.
one of my friend notices my eye liner, he said i look nice and i replied "so are you". This is all for the day.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
my deepest thoughts: One Humid evening.
my deepest thoughts: One Humid evening.: It started great. I woke up at exactly 6 am. 4 missed calls. then, i smile. He knows how to make my day (harharhar), at the back of ...
One Humid evening.
It started great.
I woke up at exactly 6 am.
4 missed calls.
then, i smile.
He knows how to make my day (harharhar), at the back of my mind, I'm really looking forward to have a cup of coffee with him, talk some silly things, share ideas, argue about something and make a plan of the day.
Its February 8, a date we should remember.
hmmmmmmm.. I wonder what awaits for me in the coming hours, actually I'm really expecting for something special to happen, some corny moments of course - as always.
just like this,
I remember it was an ordinary day, supposedly,but it turned out to be "quite special".
The evening was humid, and the people are not that nice at all, blame it to the weather that day, I understand.
He asked me for a walk in the park, i said yes to set his mood too. After three happy rounds in the park, he drags me towards the grass, he laid a blanket on the ground, we watched the heavens as the clouds played in the sky, changing shape from a bear to flower, form a flower to a number. _such a childish act, however, makes me feel happy, very happy.
plus, a lovely music to compliment the night. (smiley)
see how a simple gesture changes everything? I hope happy things will last forever, and if not, at least its a good stuff to add to my "happy moments".
I woke up at exactly 6 am.
4 missed calls.
then, i smile.
He knows how to make my day (harharhar), at the back of my mind, I'm really looking forward to have a cup of coffee with him, talk some silly things, share ideas, argue about something and make a plan of the day.
Its February 8, a date we should remember.
hmmmmmmm.. I wonder what awaits for me in the coming hours, actually I'm really expecting for something special to happen, some corny moments of course - as always.
just like this,
I remember it was an ordinary day, supposedly,but it turned out to be "quite special".
The evening was humid, and the people are not that nice at all, blame it to the weather that day, I understand.
He asked me for a walk in the park, i said yes to set his mood too. After three happy rounds in the park, he drags me towards the grass, he laid a blanket on the ground, we watched the heavens as the clouds played in the sky, changing shape from a bear to flower, form a flower to a number. _such a childish act, however, makes me feel happy, very happy.
plus, a lovely music to compliment the night. (smiley)
see how a simple gesture changes everything? I hope happy things will last forever, and if not, at least its a good stuff to add to my "happy moments".
my deepest thoughts: The popping idea.
my deepest thoughts: The popping idea.: Time check its 11:15 pm. And I'm not tired, nor sleepy nor weary. Just done looking through my cousins latest photo form there Guimaras ...
The popping idea.
Time check its 11:15 pm.
And I'm not tired, nor sleepy nor weary.
Just done looking through my cousins latest photo form there Guimaras escapade, I'm sure as hell I wanted to be there and join them (unfortunately I'm at the opposite side of Negros island).
I am not a sentimental being, but, here i am, sitting in front of my sisters laptop and writing my thoughts down, one by one, again and again.
Out of no where a sudden idea pops out of my head. I want to write his(my bf) life's experiences, in chapters.
As he relate to me everything he's been through, I don't know how or what to react, its either to cry, to give a hearty laugh or frown. With such a young soul he was wretched to pieces to help keep sustain their family's financial needs.
He was partly sorry, happy, sad, thankful and angry.
I hope someday, I could write it down for him and the whole world to know how good he is/was.
And I'm not tired, nor sleepy nor weary.
Just done looking through my cousins latest photo form there Guimaras escapade, I'm sure as hell I wanted to be there and join them (unfortunately I'm at the opposite side of Negros island).
I am not a sentimental being, but, here i am, sitting in front of my sisters laptop and writing my thoughts down, one by one, again and again.
Out of no where a sudden idea pops out of my head. I want to write his(my bf) life's experiences, in chapters.
As he relate to me everything he's been through, I don't know how or what to react, its either to cry, to give a hearty laugh or frown. With such a young soul he was wretched to pieces to help keep sustain their family's financial needs.
He was partly sorry, happy, sad, thankful and angry.
I hope someday, I could write it down for him and the whole world to know how good he is/was.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
my deepest thoughts: my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm
my deepest thoughts: my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm: my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm : Brewed coffee and club sandwich. Over looking the sea, wanting to touch the sky, browsing the...
The wide french window (part 2)
Last night was another fairy tale.
Two bottles of alcohol, cold and bitter sweet.
Two bottles of alcohol, cold and bitter sweet.
The wide french window - witness of our exchange of words of laughter, love and sadness.
The night was fine, serene. The stars twinkle with extra shine, I never thought that his simple words would make so much difference (in me).
he says:
enjoy life, loosen up a bit, this is a little bit of heaven in here.
with twinkling eyes he mumbles: you bother yourself so much, sometimes i am affected by it too.
then i smile,
yeah right. life in the lime light is sometimes fake, it looks perfect from afar, only from afar.
out of the blue he mumbles: I was totally taken aback by his words
I will go back to school next semester. (woah, this is something i really would call a big surprise)
* everymomentwithyouisalittlebitofheaven* (black market boy)
my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm
my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm: Brewed coffee and club sandwich. Over looking the sea, wanting to touch the sky, browsing the net searching for something informative to bu...
Monday, February 4, 2013
Over the sky_ overwhelm
Brewed coffee and club sandwich. Over looking the sea, wanting to touch the sky, browsing the net searching for something informative to busy myself into. Now the sky is turning gray leaving the sky almost gloomy.
The horizon fades slowly, inch by inch making way to darkness. Welcoming a silent and serene evening.
I want to catch the sunset, and unveil the secret of the west.
I am standing in the highest building of the city.
Watching the heavens turn black.
The horizon fades slowly, inch by inch making way to darkness. Welcoming a silent and serene evening.
I want to catch the sunset, and unveil the secret of the west.
I am standing in the highest building of the city.
Friday, February 1, 2013
my deepest thoughts: The french window
my deepest thoughts: The french window: We sat in his bed, near the wide french window, staring into the vast heavens, watching the stars glistens, and the clouds shift shape. Th...
The french window
We sat in his bed, near the wide french window, staring into the vast heavens, watching the stars glistens, and the clouds shift shape.
There is nothing more we could wish for at the moment. Everything seems to fall into the right place, all is well, all is simple, beautiful and comforting.
There is nothing more we could wish for at the moment. Everything seems to fall into the right place, all is well, all is simple, beautiful and comforting.
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