i got artsy and.. this is the result
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Its that time of the year again.
December.
Its cold~ rainy and seperation.
usually this time of the year, I would find myself going to bed at 5-7am and wake up at 2pm.
At night I have time to indulge myself with interesting conversation with people. or article that intrique me.. or maybe if all fail interest I fall back on to lisening to my music libary that i've downloaded but never had a chance to really lisent to it.
Currently I am tryint to learn POI. its a type of fire dance.
good night
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Friday, December 23, 2005
Thursday, December 08, 2005
A week ago I lost my cell phone because I was distracted by someone.
So far it had been a bliss because I dont have to pick up the phone usually my Boss call me in to work in extra hours, or friends call for party or help out.
I mean for once, no one can reach me. I have my own solitude completely disconnect from everyone else. Its an interesting experience to look back at your self and reflect your own values instead of reading it vaguely off of others people.
Although I do miss morning call from my sister to hangout before work or school, or by best friend call for workin out at the gym...etc
anyway im gettin new phone.
its awsome!! its a Sony Ericsson Walkman 600 with 250mb space
and 1.3 mega pixel camera with flash *Gasp*
It would be like having a Ipod/cellphone/camera all in one
So far it had been a bliss because I dont have to pick up the phone usually my Boss call me in to work in extra hours, or friends call for party or help out.
I mean for once, no one can reach me. I have my own solitude completely disconnect from everyone else. Its an interesting experience to look back at your self and reflect your own values instead of reading it vaguely off of others people.
Although I do miss morning call from my sister to hangout before work or school, or by best friend call for workin out at the gym...etc
anyway im gettin new phone.its awsome!! its a Sony Ericsson Walkman 600 with 250mb space
and 1.3 mega pixel camera with flash *Gasp*
It would be like having a Ipod/cellphone/camera all in one
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Eros Turannos*
SHE fears him, and will always ask
What fated her to choose him;
She meets in his engaging mask
All reasons to refuse him;
But what she meets and what she fears
Are less than are the downward years,
Drawn slowly to the foamless weirs
Of age, were she to lose him.
Between a blurred sagacity
That once had power to sound him,
And Love, that will not let him be
The Judas that she found him,
Her pride assuages her almost,
As if it were alone the cost.—
He sees that he will not be lost,
And waits and looks around him.
A sense of ocean and old trees
Envelops and allures him;
Tradition, touching all he sees,
Beguiles and reassures him;
And all her doubts of what he says
Are dimmed with what she knows of days—
Till even prejudice delays
And fades, and she secures him.
The falling leaf inaugurates
The reign of her confusion;
The pounding wave reverberates
The dirge of her illusion;
And home, where passion lived and died,
Becomes a place where she can hide,
While all the town and harbor side
Vibrate with her seclusion.
We tell you, tapping on our brows,
The story as it should be,—
As if the story of a house
Were told, or ever could be;
We’ll have no kindly veil between
Her visions and those we have seen,—
As if we guessed what hers have been,
Or what they are or would be.
Meanwhile we do no harm; for they
That with a god have striven,
Not hearing much of what we say,
Take what the god has given;
Though like waves breaking it may be,
Or like a changed familiar tree,
Or like a stairway to the sea
Where down the blind are driven.
*The title is Greek for "Love the tyrant."
This poem is
SHE fears him, and will always ask
What fated her to choose him;
She meets in his engaging mask
All reasons to refuse him;
But what she meets and what she fears
Are less than are the downward years,
Drawn slowly to the foamless weirs
Of age, were she to lose him.
Between a blurred sagacity
That once had power to sound him,
And Love, that will not let him be
The Judas that she found him,
Her pride assuages her almost,
As if it were alone the cost.—
He sees that he will not be lost,
And waits and looks around him.
A sense of ocean and old trees
Envelops and allures him;
Tradition, touching all he sees,
Beguiles and reassures him;
And all her doubts of what he says
Are dimmed with what she knows of days—
Till even prejudice delays
And fades, and she secures him.
The falling leaf inaugurates
The reign of her confusion;
The pounding wave reverberates
The dirge of her illusion;
And home, where passion lived and died,
Becomes a place where she can hide,
While all the town and harbor side
Vibrate with her seclusion.
We tell you, tapping on our brows,
The story as it should be,—
As if the story of a house
Were told, or ever could be;
We’ll have no kindly veil between
Her visions and those we have seen,—
As if we guessed what hers have been,
Or what they are or would be.
Meanwhile we do no harm; for they
That with a god have striven,
Not hearing much of what we say,
Take what the god has given;
Though like waves breaking it may be,
Or like a changed familiar tree,
Or like a stairway to the sea
Where down the blind are driven.
*The title is Greek for "Love the tyrant."
This poem is
Monday, October 31, 2005
Richard Cory
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich—yes, richer than a king—
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich—yes, richer than a king—
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
on Saturday night oct 15-05
the party that I planned so long.. was a huge success :)
me and my sisters went out and party till morning ^_^
and wow, she dance really really good. I learned a few things or two
but most importantly I wanted to show her the ppl that I trust and loves. So they get to know each other.
the part that I missed the most is when we were exhausted from the dance floor.. we hit the couch and just chill there for a while. That was sweet.
haha.. I still remember myself on the gogo dancer stage doing ParaPara dance lolz... I hope she didn't say that I looks good up there just to comfort me ^^
That was one sweet night.
the party that I planned so long.. was a huge success :)
me and my sisters went out and party till morning ^_^
and wow, she dance really really good. I learned a few things or two
but most importantly I wanted to show her the ppl that I trust and loves. So they get to know each other.
the part that I missed the most is when we were exhausted from the dance floor.. we hit the couch and just chill there for a while. That was sweet.
haha.. I still remember myself on the gogo dancer stage doing ParaPara dance lolz... I hope she didn't say that I looks good up there just to comfort me ^^
That was one sweet night.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
A lesson in self respect.
Recently I was enlighted by the fact that in order for you to earn respect from others, YOU must respect yourself. Meaning they will see how much you worth if u see u worth that much.
For example
I used to be very available and helps everyone out of my own interest, and ppl sometime take advantage of it, as if im their tool for use. But when I start not being so available, other ppl began to realized how much of a...asset I am. Its teach others not to take things for granted.
I mean.. if you see yourself as a product, and you want to sell it for 500$ u pretty sure and have to believe that you are worth that much to convince anyone to buy it.
Its relates with the law of supply and demand as well.. the less available you are, the more u'r worth.
it doesn't mean im a jerk.. or becoming a jerk. I just dont want to be abuse.. because I AM nice.
I mean I am still nice.. just that I got burn a few times already.
Recently I learned from my friend who.. OMG he is simply the guy that any girl would dream of. I mean he did everything, time, patient effort, money, trust, love...etc he offer her all
but by doing so well and much.. that he lost his self respect.. cuz he's always be there...provide it all without much asking in return. and she left him.
so.. now I am becoming selfish. But I believe that If you are truely my friend, wouldn't you want me to be better and happier?
anywayz..that was my thoughts tonight about self respect.
You want to be respected? better damn start respect yourself better!
Recently I was enlighted by the fact that in order for you to earn respect from others, YOU must respect yourself. Meaning they will see how much you worth if u see u worth that much.
For example
I used to be very available and helps everyone out of my own interest, and ppl sometime take advantage of it, as if im their tool for use. But when I start not being so available, other ppl began to realized how much of a...asset I am. Its teach others not to take things for granted.
I mean.. if you see yourself as a product, and you want to sell it for 500$ u pretty sure and have to believe that you are worth that much to convince anyone to buy it.
Its relates with the law of supply and demand as well.. the less available you are, the more u'r worth.
it doesn't mean im a jerk.. or becoming a jerk. I just dont want to be abuse.. because I AM nice.
I mean I am still nice.. just that I got burn a few times already.
Recently I learned from my friend who.. OMG he is simply the guy that any girl would dream of. I mean he did everything, time, patient effort, money, trust, love...etc he offer her all
but by doing so well and much.. that he lost his self respect.. cuz he's always be there...provide it all without much asking in return. and she left him.
so.. now I am becoming selfish. But I believe that If you are truely my friend, wouldn't you want me to be better and happier?
anywayz..that was my thoughts tonight about self respect.
You want to be respected? better damn start respect yourself better!
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
I think i've found my limit. and I dont think I'll ever push to that limit again unless I really have to. cuz it felt really horrible.
my b/day coming up on oct/10 had many plan but my job prevent me from throwing a party.
wanted - a w800i cellphone
ahhh I still got a mountain of paper work to do.. The court, College application, FAFSA, and resume + portfolio.
my b/day coming up on oct/10 had many plan but my job prevent me from throwing a party.
wanted - a w800i cellphone
ahhh I still got a mountain of paper work to do.. The court, College application, FAFSA, and resume + portfolio.
Friday, September 16, 2005
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Insomnia
I remember having such a bad insomnia that I couldn't sleep for days.
Unknowing the day or time, just simply drifting by.
I was alone, no visitors... time seem to stand still or doesn't exist at all. There was a feeling of joy that I didn't have to worry about anything, except for the vital things.
In this state of mind I was able to have so much time thinking about my past, future and present. I was enlighten... as if a higher spirit visit me and showing me the possible outcome of my future due to my past.. like the "ghost before chrismas"
Now thinking of those insomnia days.. the nostalgic feelings of yesterday. How sometime I really wanted some time of mine own to simply escape and forget that time exist, so that everything else just fade away as I drift endlessly piece together everything that been stacking up to now. To be able to analyze deeply all the important symbols and keys. But my current schedule simply very busy.
School, work and fitness workout completely drain all my time and energy.
Luckily I still have some time bloggin and writing this up, its show that I do sometime think about my present.. but not as deeply as before.
I remember having such a bad insomnia that I couldn't sleep for days.
Unknowing the day or time, just simply drifting by.
I was alone, no visitors... time seem to stand still or doesn't exist at all. There was a feeling of joy that I didn't have to worry about anything, except for the vital things.
In this state of mind I was able to have so much time thinking about my past, future and present. I was enlighten... as if a higher spirit visit me and showing me the possible outcome of my future due to my past.. like the "ghost before chrismas"
Now thinking of those insomnia days.. the nostalgic feelings of yesterday. How sometime I really wanted some time of mine own to simply escape and forget that time exist, so that everything else just fade away as I drift endlessly piece together everything that been stacking up to now. To be able to analyze deeply all the important symbols and keys. But my current schedule simply very busy.
School, work and fitness workout completely drain all my time and energy.
Luckily I still have some time bloggin and writing this up, its show that I do sometime think about my present.. but not as deeply as before.
Friday, September 09, 2005
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My monkey.It hang loose on my car mirror.
Whenever I look at it I remembered it lay there on the parking lot, where I found it. At the same time I remembered her beautiful face and expression at the time. The wonderful memories of yesterday.
Now I wonder how she is doing, and if she ever think of me like I do now.
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Beautiful sky today isn't it?by chance are you outside looking up also?
In my mind trying to puzzle the cloud together to create an expression of you. Of your smiles that you left inprinted in my mind.
although our love faded, but whenever I look up into the sky. I remembered that time when were both look at it together and promise that next time we see a beautiful sky like this, we would think of each other. Are you thinking of me now? as I do you...
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Me eating 10 pound of crawfish in Los AngelesNext to me is my bro...
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Its look like a mountain of delicious crawfish.
yummmmm make my mouth watered thinking of that meal.
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What's the point to go to vegas if you dont gamble.
although I didn't win or lose. But I do had tons of fun.
Friday, September 02, 2005
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Its interesting how fairy stories or movies emphasise on just one character. For example to day I saw a romantic movie and I think the director purposely pick the leading role or main character of the movie to be the best looking gal of em all. For example.. In spiderman movie, Mary Jane appearently to be the only girl who looks amazing and as if she is the only girl for peter parker. Funny thing about life, it isn't all that black and white. Take my life for example, I dont have just ONE girl who looks all pretty + great personality, buts a whole tons. Unlike movies.. in real life there is no director, or no emphasis on just one main character. So... Never ever I try to base my life with a movie because.. there is too much diff.
to make it all short. GIRL GIRL GIRL.. too many girl
get out of my head!
All the movies stereo type, what to do, how to act and feels.. GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
I want thing to just be natural. the way it should be. I want to be enlighten, instead of apply what i've seen in movies into real life. I want to find my own path. Not imitate others. I want something to call my own. Doesn't matter if its just a piece of shit. At least its mine, and only one in the entire world. Who to judge how valuable it is, after all its all relatives.
....feeling content.
damn.. my arm in pain. but I like it very much.
Been working out with my homie and im start to seein results fast
anywayz
goin Vegas this 3day weekend
Interesting fact
2/3 of the internet sites are about BLOG!!!
haha so im not alone then.
A song that stuck in my head all day
Artist: Cascada
Title: Bad Boy
Remember the feelings, remember the day
My stone heart was breaking
My love ran away
This moments i knew i would be someone else
My love turned around and i felt
Title: Bad Boy
Remember the feelings, remember the day
My stone heart was breaking
My love ran away
This moments i knew i would be someone else
My love turned around and i felt
Be my bad boy, be my man
Be my week-end lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
Be my week-end lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
That i don't need you in my life again
Won't you be my bad boy, be my man
Be my week-end lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
That i don't need you again
No i don't need you again
You went made this promess
To stay by my side
But after some time you just pushed me a sign
You never thought that a girl could be strong
Now i show you how to go on
Be my bad boy, be my man
Be my week-end lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
No i don't need you again
You went made this promess
To stay by my side
But after some time you just pushed me a sign
You never thought that a girl could be strong
Now i show you how to go on
Be my bad boy, be my man
Be my week-end lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
That i don't need you in my life again
Won't you be my bad boy, be my man
Be my week-end lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
Won't you be my bad boy, be my man
Be my week-end lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
That i don't need you again
No i don't need you again
No i don't need you again
Monday, August 22, 2005
Friday, August 19, 2005
Fall season schedule
College 9am to 2 (ENG 101B, swimming, and drawing)
work 2 to 9pm (im a bariesta.. I serve coffee)
other than that... this weekend.. date w/ a sexy lady
and.. september 3-5 goin VEGAS!!
and mah lil sister gonna teach me some grooves lesson
...hmm what else.. been playing Legend of mir 3
hmm lots of ppl turnin 21 on september.. plenty of parties ^^
o yea.. recent pic.. just giving my friend paintin of her.
College 9am to 2 (ENG 101B, swimming, and drawing)
work 2 to 9pm (im a bariesta.. I serve coffee)
other than that... this weekend.. date w/ a sexy lady
and.. september 3-5 goin VEGAS!!
and mah lil sister gonna teach me some grooves lesson
...hmm what else.. been playing Legend of mir 3
hmm lots of ppl turnin 21 on september.. plenty of parties ^^
o yea.. recent pic.. just giving my friend paintin of her.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
I'm Alive!
Get away!
All these shadows in my mind.
Try to hide, try to fight.
For too much my eyes go blind.
All these hopes, all these tears.
All those never-ending fears.
Still I'm here, still I fight.
Still I feel, I'm alive!
See me stumble, see me fall, been so close to lose it all.
All these times that I cried, where's the angel by my side.
Countless thoughts fill my head, would they vanish feel so sad.
Still there's light, still I fight, still I feel, I'm alive!
- Phalanx
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Sunday, July 24, 2005
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What would you doif you win the super lottery?
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decemberplague: buy a house first
decemberplague: one for me one for my folk
decemberplague: theres a lot of thing
decemberplague: pay all the tution of my school
decemberplague: all that good shit
anigirl0320: hahaha.anigirl0320: um...
anigirl0320: be hapy?
anigirl0320: hahahaha.
anigirl0320: and...live comfortably.
anigirl0320: and be content.
Mzre: buy a hummer
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VentusPN: Travel the world.
VentusPN: Starting Japan
Friday, July 22, 2005
Artist: Utada Hikaru
Song: First Love (English)
Song: First Love (English)
Once in a whileYou are in my mind
I think about the days that we had
And i dream that these would all come back to me
If only you knew every moment in time
Nothing goes on in my heart
Just like your memories
How I want here to be with you
Once more
You will always gonna be the one
And you should know
How I wish I could have never let you go
Come into my life again
Oh, don't say no
You will always gonna be the one in my life
So true, I believe i can never find
Somebody like you
my first love
Once in awhile
Your are in my dreams
I can feel the warmth of your embrace
And I pray that it will all come back to me
If only you knew every moment in time
Nothing goes on in my heart
Just like your memories
And how I want here to be with you
Once more
yah yah yah
You will always be inside my heart
And you should know
How I wish I could have never let you go
Come into my life again
Please don't say no
Now and forever you are still the one
In my heart
So true, I believe I could never find
Somebody like you
My first love
oh oh
You will always gonna be the one
And you should know
How I wish I could have never let you go
Come into my life again
Oh, don't say no
You will always gonna be the one
So true, I believe I could never find
Now and forever
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