maybe a song

Does anybody see me crying
as I walk down this street
even when the rain is pouring
and strangers walk by

Do they hear me screaming
deep inside my heart

Do you see me crying
as I walk down the street
even when the rain is pouring
and our eyes meet

Do you feel like helping
we've never met

I push my hands into my pocket
look down at my feet
I try to hide my shaking

You come a little closer
holding out your scarf
You can see me shaking

I take your scarf
You smile a little

And our eyes meet
but we've never met

Good night haiku

from my twitter, because I need to preserve them here on my blog too. >_<

Aug. 11

Filtering moonlight
shifting, tracing, seducing
eyes close ecstasy

Aug. 12

Lights out, eyes closed, pray
Bring peace to the world, oh Lord
Judge less. Hate less. Love.

Aug. 13

Sky. Cloudless. Moonless.
Look. Don't blink. Don't miss. Sparkle.
Grasp. Caught. Falling star.

Aug. 14

Warm night and cool breeze
Sip a tall margarita.
Crashing waves. Hammock.

Aug. 15

Teddy bear cuddles
Within your arms I snuggle
Forget my struggles


Good night, world, good night.

Nearly mid-year report

Hellooooo!

I  haven't been blogging because well, I've been busy? Yeah I have been.

Let's see, before 2013 ended, we had 2 family reunions. Photos are in facebook.

2014 kicked-off with me having a 166-book reading list. Yeah, I'm down to 98 now, but some of those books I just skimmed, or outright deleted because I wasn't going to waste my time on them. And before you say what a huge reader I am, those are trashy novels and teen or young adult novels. hihhihi

Went to Baler. Went to Borubudur, where I tried to get enlightened.

Successfully planned and threw a surprise party for Mom, without my siblings and I killing each other.

Got diagnosed with KP (itchy chicken skin on my arms and legs) according to derma, due to the heat. Yet another skin condition I have to manage. :(

Started French classes at U.P. Yihaa.

Considering taking up Japanese. Because Naruto and other anime.

Full on planning with K for our France and Italy trip.

Work is pretty much the same, meaning I love it. Although people are starting to ask me what I plan to do next. I actually have no idea. I still think 2016 is far in the future for me to make concrete career plans.

I will try (hahaha) to start sorting my photos to post. Maybe next week or next month or next year!

In the meantime, seize the day!

"What"

What is a bad word
does not tell you why or how
nor who when or where

An English language assignment

Alliterations and (made-up) collective nouns. Please help!

A  - anthems of apathy

B  - bastions of bastardy, babble of bitches

C  -coils of confusion

D  - dregs of drudgery

E  - excess of emotion

F  - flights of fancy

G  - gaggle of geese

H  - hints of happiness

I  -

J  - jumps of joy

K  -

L  - lots of love

M  - minutiae of mundanity, mediocrity of the mundane

N  -

O  -

P  -

Q  -

R  -

S  -sacks of sorrow

T  - tales of torture, tales of torment

U  -

V  -

W  -

X  -

Y  -

Z  -

How do I not love thee

how do I not love thee?
let's not bother counting the ways
my mind can't think of sense or rhyme
to show the depth and breadth and height
of how I don't love thee

But if truth be told and heart unlocked
I love thee
I love thee
I love thee

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*Inspired by

XLIII. "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..." by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

How many "This is the last time.."-s do you you need before you stop fooling yourself and actually move on?

A dreamland haiku

Smile and walk with me
Hold hands in the sunlit street
Part when roused from sleep

Keep Calm

Photo credit: www.presentermedia.com

Free! Iwatobi Swim Club

I thought I'd try my hand at those Keep Calm posters!

I got the photo at the bottom right from glogster.com

teeheehehee.

Who am I?

No, really. Who am I?

I've tried answering this but no easy answer comes. I am all the things that I have experienced. All the people I have loved and who have loved me. All the densely packed cells, molecules and atoms, and all the infinite space within.

Who I am changes with every letter I type in this post, every second that passes, every cell that dies, every electron that spins on its orbit.

Who I am now means that there was a me then, and a me in the future. And this me now who is no longer, but was the me of the future.

When the now is so encompassing that a blink can be eternity and every breath could be infinite, who I was and who I will be fade into insignificance compared to the peace of being now.

When the now is so fleeting that a blink can be death and every breath could be final, who I was and who I will be fuses to the me now who lives with the demands of being now.

In that moment when I of past, present, and future become one, every experience flashes by in confusion, all love and hurt are one, subatomic particles fall out of sync and crash into each other, the universe expands and contracts, a supernova. Until all I see is light.

And I am light.

that awkward moment

when you realize you're the one who can't move on

FML