tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57755152011-04-22T08:20:48.994+08:00...drifting away & settling still...LEFT KEPT - i want to share flesh and / blood and vein and / heart and skin and bone unto / these living pages / but naked i am / afraid to expose my guts / i feel ugly inside / and i do not intend to stain / a slate as clean as this with / the specs on my soul better / left kept. (07-02-04)Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comBlogger581100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1112091291685400392005-03-29T18:10:00.000+08:002005-03-29T18:14:51.690+08:00merry part spin0520i am betraying blogger and now movin to livejournal. it's time to grow out of this skin :)www.livejournal.com/~spirited_Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1104057161323099762004-12-26T15:11:00.000+08:002004-12-26T18:41:07.310+08:00Blue Turned RedMERRY MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! blue turned white... (got that from a Maria Mena feature article somewhere) actually, more like gloomy blue turned blushin red... haha! i feel so light... am happy... am glad... i met someone. i like her... and this is new that i am acknowledgin this liking even before my sister gets to point it out for me AND strange too that i am Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1102088150318693472004-12-03T22:40:00.000+08:002004-12-03T23:35:50.316+08:00by the ways and random thoughtswow... i took a blogging hiatus! hehe i got a little frustrated with my lay-out lang. some magical online bug must've messed it, the fucker. anyway... this is a no-brainer entry... advanced Merry Christmas by the way! our house has been screaming MERRY CHRISTMAS WORLD since late November. the family looks forward to it every year. whose doesn't?
:)
i got my car fixed. sent it to the car doctor Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1099233850079438162004-10-31T21:39:00.000+08:002004-10-31T22:44:10.080+08:00Chickens
October 31, 2004
denial
is a backbone
the original carpenter
that repairs and
conceals damages on
bruised
chickens that can
not walk
wounded or
face
the world without
a smile - them
concealers, they
try to
HIDE
everything
this is how
they cope
still
they FIND
peace secretly within
shadows where cold
tears trail quietly - ICE
skaters captive
for too long
freedom
granted
Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1097952138976408822004-10-17T01:42:00.000+08:002004-10-17T02:42:18.976+08:00"it's one thing to have a dream, it's another to make it happen,"crap. the original version of this entry was erased. anyway, i'm happy to write it all over again. haha :-)
flunked accounting10. i think i'll repeat it. OR not! that is, if i decide suddenly to shift. i don't know... let's just see what happens. i saw the news last week. i was devastated. the weird thing is, it didn't quite register until later that day (during the stat review). i was pissed. Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1096605978307556582004-10-01T12:46:00.000+08:002004-10-01T12:46:18.306+08:00hopei went to mass just earlier and this guy wore this shirt that said.
"where there are children smiling, there is hope..."
i believe that. there is always hope.
p.s.
smile na mga bata :-) heheheLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1096358307197860912004-09-28T15:43:00.000+08:002004-09-28T18:23:14.473+08:00fueli know what i want to do right after college... i want to become a journalist. i want to meet as many interesting people as i can... i want to be sent to places to go through experiences... i want to write... i want to reach out to people... i want to make a difference in the life of others... i want to make people smile... i want to be in the media... if so, then what the hell am i doing in BS Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1095215029636797752004-09-15T10:12:00.000+08:002004-09-15T10:23:49.636+08:00just whining around...WARNING! Whiny Entry
it is so much easier to be positive when one way or another, you feel a certain kind of assurance that yes, everything will be fine but when there's none; when you feel like standing on "uncharted territory"; when suddenly, once what was stable is not... (you get what i mean...) how do you get back your optimism? it is so hard to be optimistic these days no matter how much i Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1094707980161810432004-09-09T13:23:00.000+08:002004-09-09T13:33:00.160+08:00crap - hating this..."RU OK?" my dad just texted me. i don't have load yet so i can't reply... crap.
honestly, i don't feel like i am. i feel like i am at the mercy of this crap of a subject. the big bad accounting is stalking me and no matter how fast i run, i just cannot escape it. it knows just how to trail me and it sucks. accounting sucks. i got another F (my second one and i got one last test to pass, Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1093770662566206422004-08-29T16:53:00.000+08:002004-08-29T17:21:12.923+08:00PROVIDENCElast wednesday (08-25), my car's battery crashed because of the heavy floods in katipunan. i tried my best to preserve what was left of the car's energy as i already felt it slowly fleeting. i was nervous, but music kept me company. the traffic was terrible. it was raining like crazy and it didn't help lessen the flood. i was already late for my accounting class. we were all wishing for a class Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1092740149677079452004-08-17T18:35:00.000+08:002004-08-17T18:55:49.676+08:00after the rain is a rainbow(August 17, 2004)
hell week is coming up. i am not prepared. i feel like crawling in a dark unknown place. i am very anxious but i can do this. i am hoping for providence to be on my side as always. good fate be mine.would i burn if i get too close? i wonder how it would be like. why do i get myself in these situations? do i want it? i guess it's because i enjoy new beginnings, but i hate Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1092481715771146832004-08-14T18:18:00.000+08:002004-08-14T19:08:35.770+08:00something new - something fresh(written August 14, 2004)
i need an adventure.
i'm sort of beginning to feel like i'm a boring person. sure most people find me "entertaining" and all, but i'm starting to think that i'm not... i feel like i am trapped in this cycle - sick cycle carousel (haha!). seriously, i do. i feel like my life just keeps repeating myself. history keeps repeating myself. or maybe i keep repeating myself. iLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1090887266227894252004-07-27T08:07:00.000+08:002004-07-27T08:14:26.226+08:00i am shy(written July 27, 2004)
because i am shy, though i want to reach out to this person almost in front of me but facing the other direction, though we definitely are not close i just would like to extend my sympathy. sympathy not pity. somehow i feel like i am slowly watching this person deteriote, hopefully not soon obliterate and disappear. i feel sorry for this person. (i feel guilty for Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1090859303597336862004-07-17T02:25:00.000+08:002004-07-27T00:34:31.436+08:00always about Change and Changing(written July 27, 2004)
i don't know what to write...
right now, i am at peace with everything in my life. life is really good. but accounting and statistics are not. they are subjects from hell and although they might really be useful for future reference, right now they are not. they just are plain crappy subjects from hell, trying to ruin my life. i'm not gonna let them, but it's a Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1089216218050466652004-07-04T04:23:00.003+08:002004-07-08T00:03:38.050+08:00Color Quiz Results :-)(written Wednesday July 7, 2004)
Hi! with nothing to do online, i decided to check out my friends' blogs and a couple have taken this "color quiz" thing so i decided to try it. here are my results :-)
Your Existing Situation
Sensuous. Inclined to luxuriate in the things which give gratification to the senses, but rejects anything tasteless, vulgar, or coarse.
Your Stress Sources
Wants to Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1088888049561962562004-07-04T04:23:00.000+08:002004-07-04T04:54:09.563+08:00babbling non-sense(written July 4, 2004)
start: 4:24 AM
i feel good that my first article for Guidon was printed and not scrapped. did you know this already? anyway, my second article about toys, my editor said was an improvement - less disastrous, i think. im working on my third article. im seeking all the connections i can grasp. i want to make it good and become a regular staffer of Guidon.
they say, realityLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1085814669621227592004-05-29T14:39:00.001+08:002004-05-29T15:33:43.603+08:00breathing - i love...(written May 28, 2004)
breathe... i love to breathe after half finishing a tremendous amount of work. summer classes are over and my summer officially begins today. although my co-curricular activities responsibilities are not over, i've relieved just the same that i won't be tackling academics for the next two weeks.
the last couple of weeks have been intense. everyday there'd either be a Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1084338102207484112004-05-12T12:44:00.000+08:002004-05-12T13:01:42.206+08:00very weird(written May 12, 2004)
i feel very weird... suddenly i'm forgetting the reason why i am so driven to pursue this career i have... i can't seem to find the determination, energy and optimism i usually have... right now, i feel very meaningless... i feel very weird, and for what reason? i got what i want and yet i don't feel content... i feel weird when i am not content cause normally i am and i'mLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1083811741258668522004-05-06T10:49:00.000+08:002004-05-06T10:52:13.390+08:00GOD ROCKS!!!(written May 6, 2004)
God rocks!!! And I am so thankful for all the miracles God had blessed me with yesterday... God made everything fall into place and best of all ON TIME. I was on time for everything, and even got perfect scores in my afternoon classes. WOW!!! How many times in a lifetime does that happen to anyone? I hope this ain't my last shot at providence/divine intervention. Hehe :-)
Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1083638588597322472004-05-04T10:21:00.000+08:002004-05-04T10:46:00.623+08:00stuck(written May 4, 2004)
I feel like a geek. Jonas, my highschool classmate used to call me that every time I get high scores in any of our tests, and now I'm thinking, "if that's his definition of a geek, then I guess I'm not anymore." I only get satisfactory grades nowadays in exchange of extra-curricular activties and hanging out with friends more. But still, I feel like a geeek. I feel stuck onLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1082993330490760142004-04-26T23:28:00.000+08:002004-04-26T23:31:53.450+08:00blessing in disguise(written April 26, 2004)
Although I should hate the fact that instead of enjoying a full day at home, savouring my couch potato summer time I am taking up summer classes, it’s funny how I actually am not. I had a terrible registration day, which I won’t narrate. All you need to know is that as usual, typical me is sometimes oblivious and clutter-minded, and these traits of mine, unflattering as Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1081794133498756352004-04-13T02:22:00.000+08:002004-04-13T02:31:00.373+08:00doin' just fine(written April 13, 2004)
This is so annoying. Why the hell is this certain fear disturbing me now just when I thought I’ve already gotten over it? Why can I not look at it straight in the eye, smile then demonstrate to it a classy victory? The way I do with my other supposedly conquered fears. Now, I’m beginning to wonder if I’ve really gotten passed these fears or have I just been unconsciouslyLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1081354327054328412004-04-08T00:12:00.000+08:002004-04-08T00:14:51.186+08:00summerTIME :-)(written April 7, 2004)
SUMMER TIME!!! Yey! I love it – watching TV until I get bored, sleeping as late as I want, waking up whenever I feel like it, not opening a book to understand any concept, not touching a calculator, reading anything I want and doing whatever I feel like... (sigh) heaven... I feel like I’m in my Couch Potato paradise again! Whoa! I love it! Having no agenda whatsoever, Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1081350312082744072004-04-07T23:05:00.000+08:002004-04-07T23:07:57.170+08:00over now(written April 7, 2004)
It’s over now... But the question remains: shall I give a certain connection (a connection I have been longing to terminate for some time now) the privilege to further exist and thus, the quiet power to continuously affect my life?
I’ve worked so hard for this to finally be over. I’ve been waiting for this moment of “freedom” for so long. I can finally move forward... Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1078812684088604822004-03-09T13:24:00.001+08:002004-03-11T14:50:35.763+08:00These Days(written March 9, 2004)
You're an ice dragon! Congrats! Out of all thedragons, you are the most powerful but do not liketo show it. A rare and special creature, youhave artistic style and are great at expressingyourself. You believe your friends and Family areof great importance, and are a hopeless romantic.But of course, as ice goes, you can be a littlecold or harsh at times. But not to worry, Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1078812249224159362004-03-09T13:24:00.000+08:002004-03-11T13:47:15.263+08:00some things(written March 9, 2004)
It was for me, some thing worth preserving... for "keeps"... forever (if possible)... and yet, it faded. No, it came to a sudden unexpected halt. I wonder why... I held on to it so tightly as it clung to me. I tried to nurture what has blossomed between once strangers. I tried to prolong what has been lasting for months. I tried... and yet, I lost. Was my efforts not Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1076661351565772912004-02-13T15:34:00.000+08:002004-02-13T20:04:01.560+08:00Happy Valentine's Day(written February 13, 2004)
There is something very different about today… There’s something in the air that despite the sunny weather and the beautiful skies I can’t help but secretly feel a distinct kind of gloom building inside… Somehow, I feel as though I am such a lone soul in the crowd of couples... Did you notice it? I’m glad you didn’t if that’s your answer.
It is so hard to be one whenLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1076371571828422222004-02-10T07:47:00.000+08:002004-02-10T08:07:58.280+08:00...Changes(written February 9, 2004)
Howdy stranger? How's Life been treating you so far? Pretty well I hope.
Ain't the sun shining so cheerfully above our heads today? What a sunny day to frown! So smile and stain not another day with gloom... Look ahead! So many clouds are lazily sitting on the horizon awaiting your arrival! What a beautiful day to face your fears and make better changes in your life!
Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1075186321150577872004-01-27T14:29:00.002+08:002004-01-27T14:59:14.623+08:00You are one of the few out there whose wings aretruly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, anddivine, you are one blessed with a certaincosmic grace. You are unequalled inpeacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being ofLight your wings are massive and a soft whiteor silver. Countless feathers grace them andradiate the light within you for all the worldto see. You are a defender, protector, andcaretaker. Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1074673198482208392004-01-21T16:19:00.000+08:002004-01-21T16:21:25.090+08:00Dark shadow. Something has drawn you into darknessin the past, and you're now trying to get outof it. The darkness is already inside you, andgetting it out will be hard, but if you try,maybe one day you can be who you want to beagain. Don't give in!!!
What kind of dark person are you? brought to you by Quizilla
(written January 15, 2004)
The irony is that while most people seem to have an Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1074644166534231792004-01-21T07:45:00.000+08:002004-01-21T08:17:32.873+08:00(written January 18, 2004)
It was the last day... the 17th of January 2003 Saturday, 8:00 p.m. sealed that last day... Whenever it will be that we will be reunited again, only Time can tell... But for now, all there is to do is hold on and hope that everything - everyone - will be okay for Tomorrow still awaits...
It would have to be one of the most dramatic experiences I've ever had... 7:30 Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1073866641163362612004-01-12T08:03:00.000+08:002004-01-12T08:24:22.390+08:00Babies' laughter: Warm, kind and loving; a baby'slaugh represents you. You are very innocent andenjoy the simple things in life. You areprobably very good with children and have apositive, happy soul. (please rate my quiz)
What Sound Are You?(now w/ pics) brought to you by Quizilla
(written last January 12, 2004)
"It's leaving time again
I'm headed out with all my friends
it's a roll of the Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1073865621414317812004-01-12T07:47:00.000+08:002004-01-12T08:02:35.403+08:00You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal.
"And The Phoenix's cycle had reachedzenith, so he consumed himself in fire. Heemerged from his own ashes, to be foreverimmortal."
Some examples of the Phoenix Form are Quetzalcoatl(Aztec), Shiva (Indian), and Ra-Atum(Egyptian).
The Phoenix is associated with the concept of life,the number 0, and the element of fire.
His sign is the eclipsed sun.
As a Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1073520951470442402004-01-08T08:11:00.000+08:002004-01-08T08:17:04.983+08:00(written december 31, 2003)
You are naturally born with a gift, whether it bepoetry, writing or song. You love beauty andcreativity, and usually are highly intelligent.Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yetalso bold since you hold firm in your beliefs.
What Type of Soul Do You Have ? brought to you by Quizilla
first of all, MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! the idea ofLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1072814242010037182003-12-31T03:57:00.000+08:002004-01-08T08:37:25.170+08:00(written last Friday, December 19, 2003)
Your element is Water. You are a deep person and agood communicator. Incredibably loving andloyal when your trust is gained and you arefairly mature. Myterious to the utmost water isin everything. One can be an Ocean or a riverbut nobody truly knows you.
What's your element brought to you by Quizilla
i don't know where to start this and whether or notLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1071408112523012142003-12-14T21:21:00.000+08:002003-12-14T21:22:41.763+08:00You represent... hope.
You're quite a daydreamer and can be a hopelessromantic. You enjoy being creative and don'tmind being alone at times. You have goals, andknow what you want in life... even if they area little far fetched.
What feeling do you represent? brought to you by Quizilla
P.S.
Jez, you gave me the idea of pasting the results on my blog. fair enough, the pictures add color to my Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1071405873330981252003-12-14T20:44:00.000+08:002003-12-14T21:03:26.890+08:00Baby Daniel!
i got to carry baby Daniel today!!! hehehe, he smiled when we called him that and this baby seldom smiles. so, yeah it's a big deal to us visitors. hey, i get to be an uncle!!! yehey!!! it's become a routine now since baby Daniel was born to visit him and his mommy every Sunday in their house after our 12-1pm mass. you see, they'll be leaving for tacloban by early next year i guess,Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1071142809607265742003-12-11T19:40:00.000+08:002003-12-11T19:44:27.983+08:00life has been amazing for me lately. i feel like everything is at the right place at the right time in my life. i won't say that i am completely satisfied, because ambitious as i am, there are still some unachieved goals in my life which i hope to attain. but for now, i feel very complacent. i feel very happy, so everyday, when i come back from school, i thank God for the wonderful day on my way Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1070874207161115992003-12-08T17:03:00.000+08:002003-12-11T19:07:52.640+08:00i was just with the baby... (sigh) the baby makes me happy and gets me excited. suddenly i have this attachment to babies. i was never particularly fond of babies or kids really. i just thought they were cute and can get a bit annoying once they start bratting out until recently when this baby was born. well, it's been a while since i have been with a baby. then again, there are still my cousins Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1070726072499675792003-12-06T23:54:00.000+08:002003-12-08T17:22:44.950+08:00just for a couple of moments there, i thought i've finally become the aim of Cupid and for a moment there (amidst the many other moments), i thought i've been hit. i thought i was. i think i was. i felt i was... (inhale) in love... (exhale) or was i?
i keep feeling it for the same girl over and over everytime she's around that i'm beginning to wonder whether or not i already love her or i'm justLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1070514504558503772003-12-04T13:08:00.000+08:002003-12-04T13:18:35.013+08:00DECEMBER 2, 2003 - the baby boy was born healthy and VERY strong!!!
the whole day of december 3, i've been thinking about seeing the baby and at last, around 8pm, i did at St. Luke's Medical Hospital. i was with my sister, her friend and my parents. the baby wasn't very tiny like the others. he wasnt very still either... he was pretty long conpared to others. he was noisy and seemed pretty Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1070209889639569902003-12-01T00:31:00.000+08:002003-12-01T00:32:05.200+08:00baby boy
my sister's bestfriend will be giving birth any time within these coming weeks and i am so excited. you see, she's like family to all of us because she's always in our house since my Ate's high school days. who would've thought that at her tender age of 20, she would've been pregnant? that doesn't matter now. what does matter now is the baby.
a baby will be born soon... a baby boy... Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1069066972272065222003-11-17T19:02:00.000+08:002003-11-17T19:03:14.996+08:00today... November 17, 2003
last night, i fell asleep thinking what life might have been if i had died that night. i was feeling lonely, if you really wanna know the truth. for whatever reason... i don't know why. i was just feeling very lonely and i figured that it was normal - hormones moving. i heard once that whenever our hormones start moving around our body system, a certain change will be Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1068991173046520502003-11-16T21:59:00.000+08:002003-11-17T19:10:19.106+08:00BLACK & WHITE
Sarah McLachlan
unravel me
untie this cord
on the outside is forgotten
a constant need
to get along
and the animal awakens
and all I feel is black and white
the road is long
the memory slides
into the whole of my undoing
put aside
I put away
I push it back to get through each day
and all I feel is black and white
and I'm wound up small and tight
and I don't know who I am
Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1068807805601285502003-11-14T19:03:00.000+08:002003-11-14T19:08:43.733+08:00My Poetry :-)
"here it comes again... filling my soul never want to let go, here it comes again... be at one with your love as below so above, here it comes again..." - Melanie C, Here It Comes Again
Air & Flame June 29, 2003
air keeps licking the flame
tasting, almost obsessing
over the delicious heat
that tastes divine upon his tongue
flame keeps alluring air
dancing like a beautiful, Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1068804281743784582003-11-14T18:04:00.000+08:002003-11-14T18:05:01.496+08:00history and i
while walking alone earlier, i thought about how my life is at the moment and i was amazed to somewhat realize that my life and i have seemingly become fixed. same situations, "games", worries and friends. i am not really complaining because i believe that everything we have now is a reflection of who we are beyond the karmic things we deserve (did you get that line or at least Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1068455253751361022003-11-10T17:07:00.000+08:002003-11-14T17:36:55.263+08:00who the hell wants to get angry?! who the hell enjoys it?! shit, i resent the feeling. the feeling of wanting to punch someone in the head... then eventually, feeling guilty for everything either thought of or said. why the hell do we get angry?! why the hell do we get provoked?! why the hell are there people who infuriate us? could there actually be an essential purpose for their act's existenceLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1068455054396556012003-11-10T17:04:00.000+08:002003-11-10T17:09:10.930+08:00...on ROLES...
it sucks. have you ever felt like there is this role you are stuck with and to play it is one of your outmost purposes in living? i feel that. do you get what i mean? it just sucks.
and sometimes, people just dont get it or YOU. do they not know that it was them who actually molded you to be the character that you are now, whether bad or good? it's as though, you are always the Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1068106257866352532003-11-06T16:10:00.000+08:002003-11-06T16:10:56.210+08:00for some idealistic and optimistic reasons, i am suddenly armed with a brand new layer of hope. it came from an incidence in school. you see, lately, the demons in my head have been imbuing my thoughts with their malice which in effect, turned me into a VERY paranoid person. even more paranoid than i already am! it's as though, lately, i have been misinterpreting everything - the simplest of Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1068024921923898502003-11-05T17:35:00.000+08:002003-11-05T17:35:20.050+08:00dear reader (if ever you do exist),
i just wanna apologize if ever there any grammatical errors in this blog. i know it's not an English composition, but such mistakes bother me sometimes, knowing that carelessness got the best of me again. besides, who's checking anyway?! hehe, take care. :p
spin0520Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1067859790023498392003-11-03T19:43:00.000+08:002003-11-03T19:43:08.286+08:00there are 3 kinds of people in the chatroom: the overly passive ones, the overly aggressive ones, and the overly direct ones.
what's the difference, you ask? here goes...
from what the name suggests, the overly passive ones are chatters who merely wait (or park their names in a chatroom) for other chatters who might actually find their name interesting. since anyone's face cannot immediately beLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1067703122127741582003-11-02T00:12:00.000+08:002003-11-02T00:19:06.943+08:00we just set up our Christmas tree. it's beautiful! it's still taller than i am - it's around 7 feet i guess. i just hate how time's made its "leaves" fall. it's tearing apart somehow, but still, with a little creativity, it's sort of back in shape.
its appearance didnt really change from last year. shiny (not glittery) blue and silver balls still hang. these couple of silver leafed decorations (Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1064670974374526562003-09-27T21:25:00.000+08:002003-09-29T20:41:18.300+08:00i am no poet. but i am a writer.
Lambs April 28, 2003
both you and i are aware
of the passion
of the crime
our eyes have committed
both you and i are aware
of the invitation
of the temptation
our smiles have exchanged
...and yet we just pose there
acting like naive lambs
who do not know each other...
Or... April 30, 2003
once a lamp is silenced,
i wonder what happens
to the light its Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1064668269866983862003-09-27T20:30:00.000+08:002003-09-27T21:22:06.630+08:00it's been a while since i last posted anything here. reasons? mm...let's see, i get the writer's block when i feel like posting something. hehe...
last friday, i stayed in school 'til past 1am. mm...a first for me as a college student to stay that late in school. what did i do? well, i spent it with really good friends chatting amidst the silence and stillness of everything. so silent that our Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1063843961867915712003-09-18T08:09:00.000+08:002003-09-18T08:12:41.840+08:00i dont know why every time im in front of the computer to write entries for thsi blog thing, my mind justs space out...i'd like to narrate or share poems or essays if ever but i cant seem to desite my willingness to share. but then i thought, maybe it's because i keep a journal. i write whatever is on my mind there that i tend to forget MY online journal which is this blog thing my "wifey" helpedLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1063087463762695092003-09-09T14:04:00.000+08:002003-09-10T00:19:56.400+08:00"The leaves they fall...so far sometimes... Do I blame the wind or the tree that let it go?" -Tara MacLeanLionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1063068033976727422003-09-09T08:40:00.000+08:002003-09-11T20:51:19.490+08:00LESBIANS..mmm... "all the things she said, all the things she said running through my head, running through my head, all the things she said...this is not enought" (t.A.T.u.) mmm...there is something very pleasing about girls who dress like boys. I find them so tolerable compared to dragqueens. And, i cannot understand why at times, i find them even pretty despite the masculine clothes they wear.Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775515.post-1063067428822086842003-09-09T08:30:00.000+08:002003-09-09T08:39:01.003+08:00I am in school right now, sitting next to a student (if he isnt a freshman) who looks so young and so..well, for lack of a better term, tiny. so young, he could pass for high school! (then again, maybe i could still pass for one too) i'm sorry for discriminating...but i cant help but laugh, not at him but of the "joke" yesterday which he unconsciously reminds me. you see, my friend and i went to Lionelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09787209966154234376noreply@blogger.com