this thing so-called LIFE

life is a mystery.. you can never expect whats gonna happen next..you can only hope for what you want, but you can never expect or you’ll always end up being frustrated and disappointed..

life is too short to dwell on those feelings.. things happen when you least expect it.. like a strike of a lightning..

you can be all so ready with a big lighting rod just in case it strikes.. but the thing is, it strikes when you’re all off-guarded! and ka-boom! you’re doomed… there goes your life.. and you can never go back the way things are..

you were the lightning that struck me on a hot sunny day.. least expected..totally unprepared.. and for a flick of an eye, my life changed!

and like any other lightning, it can kill you..  but i dont feel that way now..this lightning keeps me alive now..its my ultimate source of power.. it gives me energy,  it keeps me moving.. it makes me quence for life.. and want more..

but i know, anytime now, this energy will start killing me.. its too much to take.. the moment you take it away, its simply gonna kill the life in me..

yet, i believe that most of the things in life are our own choices.. we cannot point a finger to anyone for anything that happens to us.. we have to face the consequences of all our actions.. and though i know that being struck by this lightning will sooner or later kill all of me.. i cannot choose otherwise.. coz its the best thing that ever happened to me.. i have never felt so alive in my life.. and i am willing to face whatever it is that awaits me just to be able to hold on and stay wherever i am right now.. until, life decides to finally take it away from me.. then I should be happy..

for once in my life, i have felt this way.. and i can only choose to be happy.. this little lightning makes this life worth the ride.

I hate it every time either one of us would call,

I hate it when you say you don’t have the time,

then you attend to everybody’s concern except mine.

I hate it when you tell your stories and lie,

But be the only one who can make me laugh when I cry.

I hate you so much for all the pain you’ve caused,

I hate when a memory of you can make me pause,

I hate it when we argue and that you’re right,

I hate it that I still need you even if we fight.

I hate it when you dance til you hit the ground,

I hate it that you haven’t left and you’re still around..

I hate it that you’re just there but you’re not with me,

I hate it that I still feel for you even if you’ve hurt me..

I hate it that I have too many good memories to recall,

“But mostly I hate the way that I can’t hate you —

Not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all.”

And we talk as if nothing happened at all.

I wrote this four years ago, when i hated how i loved and loved how i cant hate him.. oh well, inspired ofcourse by the movie, 10things i hate about you.

A hopeful sentiment from a hopeless romantic..a wishful thinking that these words would have a face with it…

that one day, this would have a meaning for someone.. and that someone would be all worth it..

you’re the sun that rises every morning..

you’re the smile that i wear on my face..

you’re my reason for living..

with you i can be anyone i wanna be..

with you, i can do anything..

with you, the world looks so promising..

with you, life becomes an exciting journey.

you’re the air that i breathe in..

you’re the moonlight that i see at night..

you’re every flower, every scent of the grass that i walk on by..

you’re every tear that falls from my eyes.

you’re everything that gives meaning into my life.

by now you know that you’re my whole world,

by now I know that you’re the life that i live..

you give me a reason for my existence..

and nothing else matters for as long as I am with you.

i heard the song.. and it painted a smile…
well, it has been a while…

The song played, and then I burst into tears..
It reminds me of a very good friend I’ve lost.. I remember
the times when we would talk the whole night while he’s playing the piano..
I love it everytime he plays this song for me.. and now, all I can do is close
my eyes, smile.. and remember all the moments we shared.. and for the last
time, as I let go of him, let me play this song.. and hold on to his memories
forever..

to my dearest friend.. my immortal friend.. my lestat.. here’s for our friendship.. you are loved!
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BE MY NUMBER TWO

Won’t you be my number two
Me and number one are through
There won’t be too much to do
Just smile when I feel blue
And there’s not much left of me
What you get is what you see
Is it worth the energy
I leave it up to you
And if you got something to say to me
Don’t try to play your funny games on me
I know that its really not fair of me
But my hearts seen too much action
And every time I look at you
You’ll be who I want you to
And I’ll do what I can do
To make a dream or two come true
If you’ll be my, If you be my number two

 

According
to Galen’s ancient theory of temperaments, people with melancholic
temperaments are often perfectionists, and are analytically oriented.
They are said to be sensitive and loving, but may also be hard to
please because of their high standards. Because of their sensitivity,
they often prefer a smaller group of friends, and don’t feel as
comfortable in large groups.

Do you find yourself paying more attention to the details than the big
picture? Pursuit of perfection in a world where not everything is
perfect may lead to disappointment…but armed with an unfailing sense
of curiosity and purpose, those with melancholic temperaments are bound
to find solutions to even the most frustrating of problems.

famous idealists: mother teresa, queen elizabeth ii, barbara walters, special agent mulder ("the x-files")

Di ka naaalala nitong puso kong nasaktanPag umaaraw na lang at lalo kung umuulanDi na ako naghihintay, di na kita naiisipNaroon ka na lang sa aking panaginip

Di ka binabanggit kahit na kanino manIisa lang ang sinasabi ko, minahal kitang minsanDi na kita napapansin, ni minsan di natandaanMaliban pagsikat ng araw at paglitaw ng buwan

Hindi na, hindi na, hindi na ngaSa puso ko'y kay bilis mong nawalaDi na kita hinahanap, di tulad ng datiHindi na, hindi na, minsan na lang..pag araw at gabi

Di na pangarap pa sana ay mahalin mong muliPaminsan-minsan na lang, baka lang naman sakaliDi na ako nalulungkot pag di kita nakikitaNaisip na ikaw ay laging maligaya 

(havent heard this song for a long time..used to love it way back,I think CCP days. well,it didnt have any meaning at all then..jaz loved the melody and for some reason, the song just popped out of nowhere in my computer..so here it is)

I wish that time machines are real..
I wish that we have a way to know the future..
I wish we can read minds..
I wish that life isn’t this hard..
I wish pain doesn’t hurt this much..
and most of all I wish that wishes do come true..

(sometimes,
when I wish hard, and I wish with all my heart.. I can almost believe that tomorrow
when I wake up, all my wishes will come true.. and then I would smile..for that
brief moment, I would have peace and that will put me to sleep..)

I heard people say
that if you’re confused and you must decide,  “You just have to follow
your heart.”

But then I say,  “What if my heart is
shuttered in many pieces. Which way am I to follow?”

 ~~~ooOoo~~~

HANG ON

Sometimes it's hard to know that it's all over Sometimes it hurts so bad To think that we did feel much for each other Yet lost what we once had 

To love you is one thing I can do I have always been around to love you 

At times when I'm alone I feel so empty I've always wish you're here And now you're gone and all is gone forever Oh boy it's so unfair 

Remember the things I always say I mean them all so please believe The things that I've been telling you 

Just hang on Who knows we might get there After all the waiting's done We'll be the ones to find out 

If we hang on You know we're on our way So just hang on 

When I look at the sky i see a memory That was where i used to be 

I love you I always think of you Please listen to the words I say These words that I've been telling you 

If we hang on