Thursday, January 29, 2009

Speakless

I'm simply speechless. It's a rare thing for me.

It's not often that I'm speechless but everyone once in a while, things go my way.



I'm stunned.

I'd probably just stare at you.
Don't think I'd say anything.

I'm speechless.
Don't think that I'd speak.

And everything would be perfect.
Everything would just click.


...

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Ms. MOLEy

Dear Ms. Moley,


First of all I would like to say thanks for spending time visiting my blog. I am honored to receive a good feedback from you.


I'm looking forward to have a cup of tea with you while talking about our business.


Thank you for your kindness and friendliness. May you have more birthdays to come. I love greeting in advance.


Have a nice day.


I'm at your,
Chin.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Insecurity

You're pretty.


I barely say that straight to any girls but you know, here I am. Saying that to you. And no need to thank me for noticing. It's for free.
Just smile and it's more than enough.

I like that mole on your chin. It's cute. Hope to have one on my chin too.


Anyway, wow! I admire those girls who recognize their flaws. Aside from being honest, where did the courage hail from?
Most girls will just act like shit don't phase them but inside, it's killing them. And they're already dying.

I'm glad you're different.




I will tell you a funny story about my insecurity before.

I'm the youngest in our family. 3 guys and 2 girls.
When I was in fifth grade, I asked my dad...
"Why am I small? Kuya Rob is younger than Kuya Trez then why do they have the same height?"

Dad: "It's because your hormones' progress is slow."

I replied: "How will I make it fast? I want to be taller than both of them. Dad, please tell me what to do."
Dad: "You need to have enough sleep."


And then I answered: "Ok then, I'm now going to bed. Don't tell them. *in a low voice* it's just our secret."




Hehe. Funny no?


Insecurity is just something that's there all the time.
I've never been crippled by it. It gives me strength to dominate them. And proudly say... "hey ya, who's the best now?"


You should be glad that you're tall. That was my greatest wish once upon a time.
And yeah, you're beautiful...






If not, then why am I here making an entry for you
...exclusively.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Impossible

The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting. Could it be that we have been this way before? I know you don't think that I am trying. I know you're wearing thin down to the core.

But hold your breathe. Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you, over again. Don't make me change my mind or I won't live to see another day.
I swear it's true. Because a girl like you is impossible to find.
You're impossible to find

This is not what I intended. I always swore to you I'd never fall apart. You always thought that I was stronger. I may have failed but I have loved you from the start.

Oh, but hold your breathe because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you over again. Don't make me change my mind or I won't live to see another day. I swear it's true because a girl like you is impossible to find. It's impossible.

So breathe in so deep, breathe me in. I'm yours to keep and hold on to your words cause talk is cheap and remember me tonight when you're asleep.

Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you over again. Don't make me change my mind or I won't live to see another day. I swear it's true. Because a girl like you is impossible to find.

Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you, over again. Don't make me change my mind or I won't live to see another day. I swear it's true. Because a girl like you is impossible to find.
You're impossible to find.


You just have recited the lyrics of FALL FOR YOU by Secondhand Serenade.

Superman's blog is ROTTEN

It's already decayed. Why don't you just put your page on trash at the back of your house. Or burn your site to extract its chemicals for you to know its composition.

Or just terminate your account to make it easy.


It's rotten! It's extremely disgusting and irritating. It's terrible. People will give you an award
for having THE...


WORST BLOG EVER!



That award is only made for you. It was made ages ago, 400 B.C. And people of the world awaits for your birth. Now, THE TIME has come.

Let's all welcome...

TH SUPERMAN- The Rotten man. Hahaha.

*applause*

Absolutely

Freezing.

A sharp Easterly wind has conveyed itself across here over the last week or so - with only a slight hint that it might be decaying on this cold, but sometimes sunny Sunday.

Looking forward to the Spring? Absolutely. The daffodil shoots are visible on the grass verges in outer Brent. Soon they will be in bloom of a bright, and sometimes rich, yellow.

Here, when it rains, it rarely rains all day, every day; for days. But when it rains at this time of the year it really rains. One minute darkness, wind and torrential rain, the next minute sunshine, and the next minute rain.
They call it “squally”. I call it annoying.

Absolutely. It rains, and then it rains.

Departure

If it's automatically playing, then click pause. Wait for the black line to finish loading before pressing PLAY.

Enjoy listening.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Late

This is not in EDSA. Or NLEX or SLEX. Not in Pinas.


Traffic Jam at a traffic junction in West London (WL).

Surprise! We also have that here. Yeah, just want you to know.
If 'hurry' is not in your vocabulary and your time is just your time then you're still going to be late wherever you are.

So? Nothing. Hehe.

Paris

Nous avons été à Paris !
Excuses pour le retarder en répondant ici. Nous avons été des vacances à Paris !



Eiffel Tower
Paris, France.

You should bring your "best cam" if you're planning to visit this place.

Bon Voyage!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Think

Give time for meditation. Feed your mind 'till you get tired and depart from your life. What's life without thinking?

Think about the step-change you need.
Stop thinking about the useless stuff. Like what’s going to happen next in the book that you’re reading. Or what you're going to watch at 8:00 pm. Or when you’re going to get round to tippexing your house number on the front of the wheelie-bin.

Worry about where you’re going next, and what you’re gonna do if you don’t sort out that BIG STUFF that’s been niggling at the back of your mind. Because it’s not longer at the back, it’s at the front. And soon you’re going to be losing sleep over it. You don’t need this. But it’ll remain there. It has a legitimate leave to remain. An indefinite entry-visa. Unless you do something about it.

Words have always been a romantic preoccupation of yours, speaking far louder than your actions ever could. But it’s time to face the truth: There were many times in your life when you left it to fate and you got lucky with the consequences, but you’ve been lucky far too long, and one day it’ll come back and bite really hard. Actually, it already has, but you’re in denial.

No more. Do something. Think about it.

(Outside Morrisons supermarket. Queensbury, London.)

And take care crossing the road whilst you’re at it. Everyone, take care. Not just those who doesn't know how to cross the road.

A good citizen waits for The Green Man.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Alteration

Perfectly new.

In your own mind it's only a little change. Not as much as dramatic as the 7 changing to the 8 you thought. Much more subtle than that.

You thought it would be a little like an alternative frame, taken a fraction of a click to the left or right of the one taken earlier. You really thought nobody would notice.

Only, you didn’t notice yourself because you thought about it too hard. Over and over; you conditioned yourself not to notice it. But I did. Because you see the change as something discrete, whereas I see it has something contiguous. And when you see it like that you realize the shocking reality that the change is much more noticeable than you thought.


The drama of it all shows you that you only have to do a little in order to generate a lot.
A slight perturbation in life can lead to indescribable opportunities.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Am I The One?

Is it possible that, you are me and I am you?

I have recently become intrigued by the theory that each of our souls can be living thousands of lives simultaneously. Is this the reason that we are drawn to other people, because they are somehow like us, when in fact maybe they are us?

What if JA is really the female version of me? Since our views are undeniably the same. And the attitude, it's like a duplicate of mine. And she can fairly forestall my thoughts.
We're not even relatives.

And my half-brother Pao, we almost have the same face. Ages ago, when I was in Manila, someone talked to me as if she knew me a lot. And then she called me "Pao."
We're not even twins.

I dunno, maybe it's just my brain dump which I think, I need to share. Haha... Oh, craziness! If you want to keep yourself normal, I do not recommend you to fall in love. Hahaha.


Well seriously, this weird stuff... you have to admit it's a point to ponder, which somehow seems more plausible the more you think about it.

DIE

Hey ya Superman! Who are you? Morrie Schwartz? To talk about changes, emotions and stuff like that. Wow. Hahaha. :) You're now an educator.

I know what I'm doing. Thanks for reminding.


Here... it's also from Morrie.
Pero siyempre, edited ko na 'to. Haha.
From Morrie and I. Hahaha.


Q: Why is it so hard to think about dying?

A: Because most of us all walk around as if we're sleepwalking. We really don't experience the world fully because we're half-asleep doing things we automatically think we have to do.

Q: And facing death changes all that?

A: Oh yes! You strip away all that stuff and you focus on the essentials. When you realize you're going to die, you see everything much differently.

It's easy

What the hell is hard? It'll be so easy if you could just believe that things are going to be light. There's always an easy solution to any problems. Demmet! How possible that it's already the end. It was not even a happy ending. Because I'm not happy unless you're happy.

And if you tell me that, then what's happiness to you?


I know I've been so selfish. But why can't you give another chance? For the sake of our love. Because I still love you.

And if you tell me that you don't love me, who am I to you now?



Love is so powerful. How could vices beat it.
I can't believe that. And I will not.






It's easy. It's so easy.
Breaking your promises was just an easy thing for me to accept. My love for you will never cease. Not bunch of cigarettes a day could kill my feelings. Nothing can do. Even if you drown yourself in beer ocean, I will just save you. I know how to swim and you don't.

I can ignore everything. I tell you, that's just easy and fine.















The only hard thing is the fact that I can never win you back.