storyteller

lahat tayo may kanya-kanyang kuwento. lahat. bawat isa. para nga tayong naglalakad na kuwento. sila ang mga paborito kong kuwento.

son of sticker happy

missing my heroes. naaalala ko pa nung high school sa ilalim ng puno ng acacia, kaming magbabarkada...may dala pang cassette whehehehe while listening to their genius lyrics. it's like, sobrang saya namin na parang kasama na namin sila nagja-jamming. sobrang nakaka-miss sila! miss ko na rin mga barkada ko noon... *sigh

lucky to be alive

my bestestfriend ian. he is working in singapore. missing his company na =(

mark: shet! kita mo nkita ko dude? hmm hmm!

ian: huo e! hmm hmm!

lol!

oh you did not know?

WTF?! literally, i'm not doing anything. my boss pay me to do this bwahahahaha thats it so far...text or call or send cake or whatever if u have any questions suggestions comeptetion superstition subscriptions. whatever and ever so there here this and that jazz rap tip tap paddy wack the love shack is a little old place where we can get together right now over me in a little toy shop buy a bag of balloons with the money we got set them free at last free at last thank GOD almighty im free at last Christmas i gave u my heart but the very next day by day by day by day. yes i am bored.

pins and needles

Pain doesn’t hurt when it’s all you’ve ever felt.

The time you walked away without saying goodbye felt like a thousand knives stabbing me. My heart bled. My cheeks were flooded with tears. The hand I used to hold has let go. The smile in your eyes fades like smoke in thin air. The warmth I used to feel changes like freezing cold. The room, which once filled with laughter, is now empty with solitude. The blue sky seems grey. The wind seems so cold like winter in summer. But hey, I know i'll be okay. Give me one week. I'll snap out of it.

It seems like pain is all I’ve ever felt. But, it doesn’t hurt no more. I’m used to it. My heart; it has been pin-cushioned with needles. Pain is now part of my system. There will always be pain every time I wear a fake smile. Pain is always there every time I speak of beautiful stories. And now that you’re gone, life will be like it was before. Melancholic. Nostalgic. Now that you’ve let go, my feet will be treading along the shorelines, alone. Solitary. Deserted. Abandoned.
Life has been beautiful and excruciating. I won’t shed a tear no more.

I’ve had enough. SNAP!

this is...

.......i have to say goodbye. no looking back. that's all i can say.

foamed

aaaaarrgh..ba't ngayon lg kita naisulat..just came from my holiday vacation. what a fuckin' rollercoaster ride.nakakapagod...physically. emotionally. pero wala na tayong magagawa. we really have to be strong para sa mga taong mahal natin. that's the reason siguro na nilagay tayo sa sitwasyon na parang di mo kaya pero dapat kayanin dahil kailangan nila tayo. baka yun yung role natin. as of now. pero minsan naitatanong ko....pano pag tayo naman ang na-drained? saan tayo kukuha? saan tayo sasampa? i just realized na hindi pala NIYA ibibigay yan pag hindi mo kaya. basta sige lang sa paglangoy. kahit walang salbabida. haay, balik office na naman ako. 50% malungkot - 50% masaya. malungkot kasi iiwan ko na naman ung family ko sa Iloilo. masaya dahil simula pa nun, gusto ko na ng independence. masaya kasi magkasama na naman kami at araw-araw ko na naman siyang makikita *sigh* by the way, i took this lomo- shot (Rob-Equitable Tower) when i was going to the office.