Saturday 27 February 2010

Textmate

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the actual post. It is actually owned by a friend of mine (let's just call this person ITALIAN PROFESSOR, though this person is not an Italian Professor) who also made a great significance in my twisted and turned life. (NOSEBLEED)



My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used to receiving
important messages only, I grabbed my cell and sleepily pushed the
keys and read the message.

"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?" Not knowing who the sender was, I
deleted the message right away and placed the phone on my bedside
table, I tried to go back to sleep.

I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.

"Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.

"Who the hell could this be asking for a txtmate at the wee hours of
the night?" I asked myself. Again, without bothering to reply I
deleted the message.

I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and
everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the
day.
My parents, who were always out of the country forced me to own a
cellphone. They told me that having one was more convenient - they
could
monitor me even if they're miles away.

I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of
calling
me at night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decided not to.

Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep, the
phone beeped again.

Same number.Such determination!

"Ply reply 2 dis msg & b an angel & save me frm dis abyss of
emptiness!!!" I never knew why, but the message struck me. I got up
and
pushed the keys. I just realized I was replying to the message.

"Im not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman. I'm just
a
simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?"
I
typed.

Seconds later came the reply.

"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I
want 2
b urfrnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?"

"Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.

"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of
mine,"
she replied.

That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the
cellphone. We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other
that night. We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00
AM! I
had to prepare for school!

And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without it
loving and thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had
learned
to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited everytime my
phone beeped, hoping it would be her.

Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I
realized I could also be a romantic person. even if it's just through
text messaging.

"Keep me as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw
away d key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me." One day, she sent
this message to me.

I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson & f u evr find 1,
hold on & nvr let go. value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth
keeping
& holdin on."

I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, " Value
d
pipol hu hav touched urlife bcoz u will never know just wen dey will
walk out of urlyf & nvr come back again."

I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was
sure though. I could not go on a day without a single word from her.
I'd
become used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally. But
truly, she already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my life.

I texted her back. "Dont come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't
touch
me f l8r ull jst let me cry; dont luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and
won't stay."

I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every
word came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending
messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my
heart.

I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's.
Soft, kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't
define. We only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she
told
me not to call again. According to her, it would be better if we
would
just text each other.

But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd
long to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never
answered the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations,
which I copied in a little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't
know.
All I could say was that all the messages she sent me were wonderful,
they came from the heart and cut through the heart.

"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes &
der
u r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far
longer
dan 4ever." One December night, she sent me this message. By that
time
we had been exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew how
happy I was. She was right. Although we had not seen each other,
what we
felt was enough to make us both realize what was keeping us
together.

I sent her another message, "Loving u secretly is a hard thing 4 me 2
do, hoping, wondring that u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read
ur
mind f u luv me 2. But whatever it is, I'll still be loving u."

"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2
love, scared 2 get hurt. I hope dat u will wait 4 me & pray dat u
will
not get tired of loving me.=)" was her reply.

And then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny
but f destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by
destiny but of free will."

Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always
answered, "Soon.soon, love.soon."

Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for
her.rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was
sure,
she felt the same way, too. Love messages continued to flow through
our
lines, between our hearts, which made us go on each day with the
thought
that sooner, we would see each other, face to face, heart to heart.

Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages. At
first I just though she had ran out of prepaid. but there was
something
that kept bothering me. I couldn't understand what was it, but it
made
me felt nervous. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer.
Nevertheless, I continued sending messages.

Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I
heard my phone's message tone again. at last! It was from her!

"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat
doesn't mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care.
Sometyms,
GOODBYE is a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU."

I was dumbfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean?
I
texted her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called
her
but she would not answer.

For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable.desperate. empty.
I
didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had learned to
love
her. And I wanted to be with her forever.

The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that
Mikaella took the life out of me. I missed her so much.her
messages.The
tones that would tell me she'd sent another loving message. Nothing
around me could feel the emptiness I felt.

Tut.tut.tut.tut.tut.just a day before Christmas, my cell beeped
again.
It was her!

"Meet me at d cafe, 10 AM2day," I read aloud, making sure the message
was true, then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again.
Hurriedly,
I got myself ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was still early,
but I wanted to be there before she arrived.

I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised
to see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful,
Black,
deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a
nose
perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was
beautiful. And yes, her eyes radiated kindness and love.but there
was a
flicker of something in them.sadness?

"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each
night. The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit
down."

"I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my seat
and gave the roses I brought for her.

"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I
knew
she loved pink roses.

"You are always welcome, Love"

"Julius, I can't stay," she said, sadness in her voice, or was it
tears? "I really must go."

"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked,
pleadingly.

"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the
time you shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will
never
forget you.you will always be here in my heart." She was looking at
me
straight into the eyes, and I could really feel the sadness in her
voice
and I swear, there was something in her voice and I swear, there was
something in those lovely yet lonely eyes.

She got up and smiled at me, lovingly. "Tomorrow morning, please come
and visit me," she said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.

I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone.

The following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly readied
myself, thinking of her. I hurriedly went to a flower shop and
bought a
dozen pink roses - for Mikaella.

They lived in an exclusive subdivision. Upon reaching their house, I
told the guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella.

The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told
me
to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him
while he
was going inside the house, only then I noticed that the house was
brightly lit.

A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.

"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While
we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she
knew me
very well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend,
Julius. I
hardly understood what she was saying. I was busy thinking why
Mikaella's mother was crying while talking to me. As we came near the
great hall of the house, it dawned on me that there was a wake
inside,
Maybe, a relative passed away, I thought. But deep in my heart, I was
trembling and afraid.

As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning
while others were praying, shaking, I asked her
mother. "Where is
Mikaella?"

She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was
surrounded by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pink roses.

No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw
who was lying there. The same beautiful girl I met.

A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.

"We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time.
She
even asked that her phone be buried with her. She said that in that
way,
you could still send her messages and you would always be with her."

I couldn't believe everything.My mind was in limbo.

"But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."

"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been
suffering from a heart disease since she was a child," said her
father.

"But." I couldn't find the words to say.

"She told us not to bother reaching you, "her mother said, still in
tears," she said you will come, and here you are.

Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her,
staring at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's
face, a
face I knew I would never forget while I was still alive.

After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she had
told
me she went everyday.

Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and
typed: "U
taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk
som;
u shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing u didnt teach me & it hurts
mor -
u didnt teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"

I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold
her
CP again, I knew in my heart she would get my message. I
never expected
a reply, yet as my phone beeped again, I felt a shiver down my spine.
The sender's number did not appear on the screen, and tears rolled
down
my cheeks as I read the message.

"Let go of d hand of d prson u love, but dnt let go of God's hand. 4
if u hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d prson u love n d ader hand 2
let u hold each other again."

"I will never forget you, Mikaella and I will never let go." I vowed
to her and to myself as I left the church.

*Hold on to the one you LOVE for U are so LUCKY to have them in your
life
right now.... call them or text them saying how much you LOVE them
and how
much you value them.. Life is short...and we should not waste it
hurting
people...Because the greatest pain in LIFE is to be HURT by SOMEONE U
love...*

______________________________________________________________
This story is really moving and it made me cry... I am
sharing it with
you...I hope you will feel the message it was trying to IMPART.....

U KNOW HU U R... I LOVE U SOO MUCH..:)

Friday 19 February 2010

日和見主義 - 기회주의자

HYORI-MISHUGI
GIHOEJU'EUIJA

What is an OPPORTUNISM?

OPPORTUNISM is the conscious policy and practice of taking selfish advantage of circumstances, with little regard for principles.

Ah kung ganoon, yun ba yung mga taong MAPAGSAMANTALA sa mga taong may kahinaan? Ayaw ko pa naman ng ganung tao.

Let me give you an example. Marami na rin akong kilalang ganun, pero ito na ang malala. Eh paano, grabe na ang pagiging desperado sa buhay na tila wari wala na ngang darating sa buhay niya at kailangan pang gumamit ng dahas.

And before I continue, I would like to inform you that I am still observing "netiquette" for I will not mention any names on this blog of mine.

Hindi ko rin alam ang tumpak na kwento, pero mayroong dalawang magkaibigan na matagal nang maganda ang samahan. At nagkaroon ng kasintahan ang isa sa kanila ngunit sinulot ng kanyang kaibigan nang walang pakundangan. THE END.

Masyado rin kasing sensitibo ang ilan sa mga kwento. Pero ang masasabi ko lang...

HAYOP SIYA! PANGAHAS SIYA! MASYADO SIYANG NAGMAMALINIS!

Ang mga oportunista nga naman, pakalat-kalat lang kung saan-saan. At kanyo pa, pinapalabas ng kilala kong oportunista na napakaganda ng image niya, the mere fact na sobra na siya sa pagkabalahura at pagkabalasubas. At ngayon? Unti-unti nang inilalabas ng tadhana kung ano ang tunay niyang kulay.

At ano ang kulay niya? Daig pa ang colour black ng crayon, speaking of that person's heart and mind. Bakit kailangan pa niyang maglihim? At bakit kailangan pa niyang ipalabas sa ibang tao na malinis siyang tao?

Kung alam niyo lang, ayaw ko sana itong gawin. Kung tutuusin, malaki ang utang na loob ko sa taong ito at marami rin siyang naipakitang maganda sa akin. Ngunit dahil sa pinapakita niya sa akin, tuluyan na ngang nagbago ang tingin ko sa kanya. Inaasahan ko pa man ding ayos kami, pero nagmukha lang akong tanga. Grabe siya! At ang malala, nangdadamay pa siya ng mga taong walang kalaban-laban!

Marahil, ang prinsipyo niya ay "KUNG HINDI MADADAAN SA SANTONG DASALAN, IDAAN NA SA SANTONG PASPASAN."

Thursday 18 February 2010

Avril Lavigne - Freak Out



Try to tell me what I shouldn't do
You should know by now,
I won't listen to you
Walk around with my hands up in the air
Cause I don't care

Cause I'm alright, I'm fine

Just freak out, let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I can't ever run and hide
I won't compromise
Cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I can't watch the time go by
I won't keep it inside
Freak out, let it go
Just freak out, let it go

You don't always have to do everything right
Stand up for yourself
And put up a fight
walk around with your hands up in the air
Like you don't care

Cause I'm alright, I'm fine

Just freak out, let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I can't ever run and hide
I won't compromise
Cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I can't watch the time go by
I won't keep it inside
Freak out, let it go

On my own
Let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Just let me live my life
I can't ever run and hide
I won't compromise
Cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I can't watch the time go by
I won't keep it inside
Freak out, let it go

Gonna freak out, let it go
Gonna freak out, let it go

Wednesday 17 February 2010

Quadragesima 2010

Good evening.

Today is Ash Wednesday, and it also marks the 2010 Lenten season.

Ayun oh, super fasting and abstinence ako. Ang sarap talaga ng tuna sandwich noh!

This afternoon, I was confused whether I should go to Holy Family Parish, San Bartolome Parish, or San Exequiel Moreno Parish. At ang ending? Sa San Exequiel Moreno Parish nga ako nagpunta para mag-serve.

Animo'y Grand Choir ang nangyari kanina dahil magkakasama ang Living Hope, Coro de San Lorenzo, Bigkis, at Exequiellian Voices. At nagkataong nakasama ko ang isa kong best friend na dati rin kasali sa dati kong grupo.

Nothing special for this day except for the start of Lenten season. That's it. I hope that everything will be alright for this solemn season.

"Je voudrais être toujours avec toi. Et je veux tenir solidement ta mains comme si nous ne seront jamais séparés les uns des autres."

Monday 15 February 2010

Martina McBride - Valentine



If there were no words
No way to speak
I would still hear you
If there were no tears
No way to feel inside
I'd still feel for you

And even if the sun refused to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart until the end of time
You're all I need, my love, my Valentine

All of my life
I have been waiting for
All you give to me
You've opened my eyes
And showed me how to love unselfishly

I've dreamed of this a thousand times before
But in my dreams I couldn't love you more
I will give you my heart
Until the end of time...
You're all I need, my love, my Valentine

And even if the sun refused to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart until the end of time
'Cause all I need is you, my Valentine
You're all I need, my love, my Valentine



Sunday 14 February 2010

Multi-Celebration



恭喜發財! 恭喜发财!

And there's more...

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

And...

HAPPY FEAST DAY TO HOLY FAMILY PARISH KAMIAS!

It's indeed a multi-celebration for this year! And guess it's also my first to celebrate 3 events in my life. For 22 years that I have been living in this twisted and turned world. Somehow, I am happy for this.

Speaking of the Chinese New Year, hindi pa ako nakakain ng tikoy. Medyo may kamahalan na rin kasi sa Ongpin nung pumunta ako roon noong huli. But who knows? Baka makakain ako mamaya! After all, the spirit of Asian in me is very strong.

Speaking of fiesta, ngayon lang uli ako makakapag-celebrate kasama ang mga knights. Nanawagan na nga ako sa Facebook kahapon na bumalik na sana yung ibang seniors para naman masaya ang service. In fairness, ang dami ko ngang actividades gaya ng sinabi sa akin ng kasama ko sa choir.

And speaking of Valentine's Celebration, kasama ko kagabi ang mga ka-choir ko sa pagharana sa mga iba naming kakilala. Of course, first time ko ring napasama sa pagharana. But guess what? Ang dami kong first time na na-encounter sa Coro de San Lorenzo. But of course, do I need to mention those? Ang masasabi ko lang ay malaking blessing sa akin na nakasama ko na ang choir group na katulad ng Coro de San Lorenzo.

And speaking of choir, I would to congratulate ang San Exequiel Grand Chorale sa pagkakapanalo nila sa choir competition. Taga Living Hope Chorale pa naman ang majority sa kanila. Kaya dito ko na lang ipagdiriwang ang tagumpay nila. I am so happy na nagkaroon na rin sila ng accomplishment. Sayang nga dahil hindi ako nakapunta kahapon due to some inevitable circumstances.

And speaking of Valentine's... talaga nga bang 0% ang love life ko ngayon? Siguro naman, hindi naman kailangan ng may ka-on para mo masabing napakaganda ng Valentine Celebration. Gaya ng nangyari sa akin, napakaganda ng pasok ng taon sa akin. Sabihin na nating may mga ilang sablay, mapalad pa rin akong nakakangiti at nakakatawa pa rin ako. At sabihin na rin nating may mapait din akong nakaraan, inilaan na siguro ng tadhana na magiging masaya ako. Let me share this to you now.

Sa una, inakala kong matutulad na naman ito sa nakaraan ko. Ngunit hindi ko rin inasahaan na maganda rin naman pala ang magiging daloy. Ang mahalaga lang, dapat din akong umayon sa daloy para maging maayos. Kung tutuusin, higit pa sa inasahan ko yung kasayahang naramdaman ko. Kaya I would like to thank heavens for making me happy.

"Era mi primera cena... y estaba muy feliz... muchas gracias..."

Thursday 11 February 2010

Tsubasa's Valentine Trivia

Good evening!

Do you know what "Tsubasa" is? "Tsubasa" is a Japanese word which means "wings". It can also be the name of a person.

Speaking of Tsubasa, I'm going to share you some trivia. It's about love, since Valentine's Day is fast approaching. Note that the persons involved to Tsubasa are aliased according to the significance of those things or other matters.


PERSONAL COMPUTER:
This person is addicted to computer gaming and other technological stuff. This person is also good in playing basketball. Nevertheless, this person does not usually go with other people.

LIBRARIAN:
This person is of Iberian origin but doesn't even speak either Spanish or Portuguese, for this person grew in an Asian country. This person is currently a prominent librarian of a famous university located at the northern part of a county.

VOLLEYBALL:
Indeed, this person is a volleyball freak. This person of Indo-European descent, but can only speak one Indo-European language, which is English. Currently, this person is a professor of a formidable school located at the northwestern part of county.

REGISTRAR:
This person serves as a registrar of a university located at the northwestern part of a county. The smiles, looks, charms, and brains of this person are the apparent assets. However, the extreme kindness of this person has become a drawback from other people.

ROCKER:
An enthusiastic rock musician, this person is one of the best guitarists in their vicinity. This person has a fantastic voice that fills one's day complete.

TENNIS:
This person was once a varsity player of tennis in a formidable school. But due to some inevitable matters, the urge of playing tennis has then ceased.

RESEARCHER:
Sino-Tibetan in origin, this person graduated from a highly-respected course. But the cold personality of this person made other people turn off. Current activities are unknown.

BASKETBALL:
This person is sure hit in basketball league. The enthusiasm of this person in basketball has made this person a hit heartthrob in some formidable schools around a county.

MOBILE PHONE:
This person is currently unemployed due to the proximity of this person's home to the highly-industrialised county.

POCKET GAMER:
This person is not only good in pocket gaming but also in basketball. This person may not have looks but this person's character has took many breaths away.

Wednesday 10 February 2010

Blogging through iPhone

This is it. I just made my first blogging through iPhone. And it's really fun using state-of-the-art touch screen. Who knows? I might have an iPhone of my own someday! By the way, where's the enter key?

Tuesday 9 February 2010

Pussycat Dolls - Buttons



I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

Typical
Hardly the type I fall for
I like when the physical
Don't leave me asking for more
I'm a sexy mama (mama)
Who knows just how to get what I wanna (wanna)
What I want to do is spring this on you (on you)
Back up all of the things that I told you (told you)

You've been saying all the right things all night long
But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off
Baby, can't you see? (see)
How these clothes are fitting on me (me)
And the heat coming from this beat (beat)
I'm about to blow
I don't think you know

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

You say you're a big boy
But I can't agree
'Cause the love you said you had
Ain't been put on me
I wonder (wonder)
If I'm just too much for you
Wonder (wonder)
If my kiss don't make you just
Wonder (wonder)
What I got next for you
What you want to do? (do)

Take a chance to recognize that this could be yours
I can see, just like most guys that your game don't please
Baby, can't you see? (see)
How these clothes are fitting on me (me)
And the heat coming from this beat (beat)
I'm about to blow
I don't think you know

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

Come on baby, loosen up my buttons babe
Loosen up my buttons babe
Baby, won't you loosen up my buttons babe?
Loosen up my buttons babe

Come on baby, loosen up my buttons babe
Loosen up my buttons babe
Baby, won't you loosen up my buttons babe?
Loosen up my buttons babe

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going to do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)
(Ah-ah-ah)
I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going to do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going to do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)



Saturday 6 February 2010

SHOUT-OUT OF AN ENAMOURED

My bitter past was nothing but full of hurts and sorrow
But still, I have managed to rise up and move on
And as I go on, they seem and fade away
And in a while, I'd just laugh at it

Silly, isn't it?
A pain that will turn into laughter

But then... what is this?
Another sort of feeling?
There are certain memories retained in our minds
And they could either be good or bad

But looking at the brighter side
Despite of the hurts that came through
It wasn't easy to let go of somebody
Who once made me smile and laugh even without particular reason

Ironic, isn't it?
The garden in the air will just shower me some blessings

But as I meet someone
Surprising enough, resemblances are so striking
And it came to the point where past was like brought back in present
But then, my mind was shouting "don't know why you treat me so bad, that's why I need to know..."

Astonishing isn't it?
"C'est la vie" as the saying goes in this Romance language

I don't know what to do
I stutter and I stumble down
Only because of this uncertain feeling
Will this be the matter again that would happen to me?

Monday 1 February 2010

Avril Lavigne - Things I'll Never Say


I'm tuggin' at my hair
I'm pullin' at my clothes
I'm tryin' to keep my cool
I know it shows

I'm staring at my feet
My cheeks are turning red
And I'm searching for the words inside my head

'Cause I'm feeling nervous
Tryin' to be so perfect
'Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth it
Yeah...

If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you--away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could see what I want to see
I want to see you go down--on one knee
Marry me today
Guess I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say

It don't do me any good it's just a waste of time
What use is it to you what's on my mind?
If it ain't comin' out, we're not going anywhere
So why can't I just tell you that I care?

'Cause I'm feeling nervous
Tryin' to be so perfect
'Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth it
Yeah...

If I could say what I wanna say
I'd say I want to blow you--away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could see what I wanna see
I want to see you go down--on one knee
Marry me today
Guess I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say

(What is)What's wrong with my tongue?
These words keep slipping away
(I stutter)I stutter (I stumble)I stumble like I've got nothing to say

'Cause I'm feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
'Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth it
Yeah...

I guess I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say

If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you--away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could see what I want to see
I want to see you go down--on one knee
Marry me today
Guess I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say

These things I'll never say