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I love sunsets, reading books, sleeping, listening to secondhand serenade, listening to Tigerlily, watching sunsets, drinking coke, messing with photoshop, daydreaming, perking up the class, internet cafes, beaches, cafes in davao, Coke floats in McdO, cappucino at Zagu, writing poems, fighting the people in charge, defending human rights, eating noodles, it when pipol smile back, francis kong and bob ong books, talking to people, doing things for others, annoying others, writing before going to sleep sleeping late, playin spider solitaire

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Trips!

Happy aqng sembreak! yeah!

hehehe!

Well, we went to pindasan with the clan..had a barbecue cookout, went snorkeling..(gnda ng fishes...!), tpos boating round the island... I also went to the teacher's day out at MergRande resort.. kakainis lng cuz an lau ng ploadn.. huhuhu! pro, the resort's nice.. as in really nice..specially pg gabi... daming cottages.. hehe! and mga small hauses.. (can i stay there for a week?!) sarap pa ng food! Aie, nq! At list, i got to unwind and do some stuff which I hadn't done for like a year.. Obviously, this is really fun for me... although, kmi-kmi lng with the clan.. Hay, unfortunately, ncra cp q. huhuhu! can i get a new one?! hay.. sna, soon..

Anyway, I'm staying at digos for this week, at kht, di pa q nkapag-enrol..i think, i'm gonna enjoy nxt sem..(with new pipz to work with., I hope my last ish gets published.. )

Well, think that's done for now. I'm goin to the beach tmorow.. see yah guyz! til' nxt week! I'm posting pix nxt tym pg nfinish na ug edit..

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

October 14, 2008: My 19th Birthday





I had a wonderful birthday. I never got to sleep, but then, I was just glad that I had lots of things to be thankful for. We’ll go through everyone I want to thank later.

Anyway, my birthday exactly started at 12 am, when my really thoughtful mahal called me up to sing for me. Admittingly, I was still sleepy by then. I slept at around 11 because I still had to put up with the spaghetti and the flower bread (I’ll show the pictures, so you won’t be quizzical about it).

So, I tried to go to sleep. Apparently, it was unsuccessful. I really wanted to cry. My roommates were already snoring but I stayed wide awake. Eventually, my batchmates came along for a sip of hot milo and some slightly freezing spaghetti. My mentors, Ma’am Karel and Sir Tata came too (I bet Sir Tata slept for like 5 minutes while waiting for the food to be served). Anyway, they went there and got scolded by my killjoy neighbor. The incident proved to be insignificant anyway. I don’t exactly know for Orval because he was the one who talked to the curly dunno-what-to-call-her. After a few rounds of picture-perfect moments, they agreed to go back to sleep which proved a little helpful for me. They left at 2am.

Then, while I thought everything was to be perfect, another group made of slightly off-key singers came along. They were really a bit off-key. At least I’m being honest. Hehe! My BSBA bros and sissies came along with Jela… What’s funny with these people is that I was really thinking that the came here for the food. Well, it was really the food that they consumed. Imagine wasted raisins on the floor plus catsup-splotched jackets. They looked really funny. Hahaha! They never left til around 6 which gave me enough time to prepare for school. For the first few moments, I was just happy that I wasn’t late for class. It was an achievement.

Anyway, the batchmates with Ma’am Karel went out to Banok’s for lunch. I have the pictures in my friendster profile. We were really very full and I was like going to vomit but I had to consume the last quart of Pepsi plus a half-eaten plate of Bihon Guisado. My stomach was really aching and we still had guts to remind Ma’am Karel of her promised ice cream. Eight of us had to finish off a gallon and all of us were really very full. I swear I really wanted to be in a CR that time. I was late for my afternoon class because I was very sleepy when we got back to the school. Anyway, I went back to Digos at around 6. This time, I was with my housemates. I ate chicken AGAIN…plus a liter of pepsi just for me. I was very, very full that I slept right ahead when I got back in my room. Lej wanted to call me but I was sound asleep. I’m sorry… Hehe! Anyway, it was the thought that counted.

Now, for the list, here it is!

I want to thank:

Mama, papa and te joann – for the food, the good cooking and the hospitability

Chau – for doing nothing but irritate me.

Jam Arni Khyle – for my 20 kisses.

Isah, Evange, Manoi, Orval, Erika, Shyne, Gabby and Edward – for keeping me company.

Ma’am Karel – for the ice cream… Happy Birthday too!

Te sweet, Darlene, jan2, te rose, daz, dawn, master, jela and Baby Ralph – for my flowers.

That cute guy who gave us the menu – for being so patient with my kakulitan.

Banok’s Digos – for the food entertainment

Jaacen and Kya Vivan – for singing to me.

SA – for my expected card…You’re all so sweet.

Sis Beam – for my monkey… It’s better than chocolates!

Nai Bem – for my real birthday kiss

Ian Kevin – for EJ’s pic. Hehe! And for the imagined birthday kisses nrin.

Ma’am Nery and Ma’am Credo – for my birthday money. You’re very sweet!

Krissete and Joy – for remembering.

Lej – for the unanswered call. It’s the thought that counts.

Sheena – for putting up with my noise and grown-up immaturity.

Geoff – for the text message

Jam’s Sis [karla] – for the friendster comment.

Ayana Jean – who cared to greet me although a day late.

aYet – for that lick. I hate it!

God – for yesterday, today, tomorrow and all the rest of my days.

Everyone – who loved me, cared for me, understood me and adored me. I exist because of you. Thanks a lot.

My Wish:

I wish happiness would be forever and I wouldn’t cry anymore. I wish for inner peace and deeper commitment. I wish for sweet dreams and good memories. I wish for love and understanding. I wish to see Jam for even just one day. I wish for maturity and childlike innocence. I wish for rainbows and pillows and teddy bears and lots of chocolates. I wish for happiness.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

When Angels Choose To Walk

When Angels Choose to Walk

-Sue Me

(taken from Collage 2nd ish 2007-2008: Cheating)

I used to throw old coins into the sea to make a wish come true. I would stand on the edge of an abandoned dock, toss my coin into the lapping waves, and whisper my wish to the wind. I knew my little hope of having an angel of my own would soon come true.


I had always dreamt of having a real angel who would come to my rescue, cover me with his silvery-white feathered wings and release me when I get tangled in webs of confusion, fear or tragedy. Yes, I prayed to the sea to send me my angel and it finally gave me my share of real fairy tales and miracles.


Just as I had imagined, I saw my angel on the shore walking to my direction just after I threw a fifty-cent coin into the dark water and whispered my aspiration to the breeze. The sun was setting down and the fiery colors in the skies created a silhouette of the angel. He walked slowly to me as if he owned Time. His wings were folded closely behind him; his face, concealed with the long locks of his hair, was slightly turned to the right. He just looked so much an angel that I forgot he was supposed to be looking at me.


The moment his bare feet left the warm sand and shared my wooden floor, I felt like he brought heaven to my god-forsaken place. My feet managed to walk a few steps to meet him.


“Did the sea send you?” I whispered, trying to conceal my amazement.


“Yes, it did.” He sighed and turned to look away to his right again.


I smiled in ecstasy.


“Then miracles do happen,” I whispered to the sea, the breeze and the skies. Without turning his gaze back to me, he said, “but not forever.”


I wanted to ask him what he meant because I did not fully understand what he had just said. But, I did not. I diverted my thoughts to his wings instead. For some fleeting moments, I savored the precious moments of being with an angel. I ran my hand over the soft down of his wings an wondered how a million of delicate feathers could carry someone to the person he is destined to be with.


I noticed the stray strands of his hair down his face again. I reached gently to tuck them behind his ear. Suddenly, he caught my hand, looked at me straight in the eye and said in an angry but hushed tone, “I know you didn’t understand when I told you miracles are not forever. Honestly, no miracles happen! Fairy tales are just an imagination!


He slowly released my hand.


“I am not staying here with you forever.” He confessed.


“You’re not? Why? I asked, stricken with confusion. I could never understand why he should go away. I fairy tales and miracles were not real; his confession sounded that way, too.


I walked to the edge of the dock and wrapped my arms across my body. The wind felt like a bucket of cold water against me and seemed to tell something I really ought to know. I looked back at the angel and he walked toward me. Then, he broke off his wings and thrust them into my unexpecting arms. Without his silver wings, he looked more like a stranger.


“I quit being your angel.” He sounded as if he knew I could find all the answers to my questions in that statement.


Without saying goodbye, he walked away to where his gaze had always been fixed from the start: On Stella – another girl on the edge of the dock, holding a brand new pair of wings in her outstretched hands.


I held the wings in my arms and wished that if miracles and fairy tales never come true, losing my angel never did, too.

Sue Me is one of those writers who have stories that reveal a part of me. I had taken a special interest in this story, When Angels Choose to walk, because it’s something I can always relate to. Every scene in the story had a similarity in one event of my life when I met the angel.


I also loved throwing coins to the sea to make my wishes come true. The sea and the sunset reminded me of wonderful things that I just took for granted. One day, the sea did grant my wish. He gave me my angel. He was too perfect to be real – even too perfect for words. For some fleeting moments, I cherished being able to have him… To touch him… To wonder if he’s really real. For a few moments, I thought I love him. But for some unknown reason, he left; leaving me to deal with a rejected love and a broken heart. He was mine, but not really.


A devil came along and turned my life around. I am happy now. But, I still think of my angel and wonder how he’s doing without me. He left me confused and hurting. I wonder if I hurt him too when I took him for granted. Maybe, he really wasn’t meant for me. I won’t wish for anything else anymore.


I hope he’ll also be happy.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

The Call

Sleep was almost dripping from my eyelids as I struggle for one last look outside the window. It's one in the morning and I'm so tired. I wanted to sleep, honestly. But, how ca I when all the forces tell me no?

I breathed deep and pulled the pillow over my head. How I wanted to sleep! I got up again, tossed the pillow to one side and moved the curtain. Everything was peaceful, perhaps wanting rest from the cares that the day brought. All was still save for the wind whistling and the water dripping from the bathroom.

Then I heard voices.

At first I thought, they weren't real. After all, its unusual for anyone to be walking around at dawn. I looked out. Everything was dark. Light was waving from a distance. Just then., my phone beeped. They were waiting outside. I almost fell of the upper deck of the bed, eager to get out. I quickly changed into a pair of pants and a shirt.

I walked out, feeling a lot more comfortable. I'm a lot better now. Sleep had gone.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Starting out

For all who followed teardrops, here's another blog from me. I'm posting pictures here next time. Anyway, this would probably be monthly since I have so many things to do or the moment. This hiatus (pause) really meas something for me. Who doesn't want a break anyway?

For a few acknowledgments, I want to thank:
-te' grace: for teaching me how to make another one.
-sunbeam: for reading my posts.
-rex: for bugging me.
-neo: for the "secondhand laptop" (if u know what i mean)
-all of you: for reading this.

Bear with me. Blogging isn't easy but I have to put up with it. I hope this gets better compared to my other blog. I'll have networking on this, by the way. So, in case people will have to check me up, follow this blog.

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"BIRTHDAY NEWS"

My birthday's next tuesday. email me: kez091207@yahoo.com; kez091207@mail.com or check my friendster.
HAppy birthday to:
*Ate poy: 10
*Ma'am Karel: 9
*Ate jena: 8
*khylekez: 12
*te kris: 13
*geoff: 24

I miss you guys!
Take care!