Showing posts with label raves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label raves. Show all posts

Saturday, April 25, 2009

CAGED BIRD

CAGED BIRD




Everyday I watched his profile in facebook and everyday I ask myself “Should I go for it?”.

Should I invest my emotions after so many failed relationships before? Like what they said. Love is a risk everyone must take. But as a self confessed “LOVE CYNIC” i would rather want a calculated risk.

The type that I will know my percentages, this is probably caused by endless staring of excel sheets.

Everyday he has a new Journey, a new escape.

His facebook is full of pictures, trophies of his past, present and even future conquest. He has conquered almost the entire ASIAN vacation destination. The suddenly as I was watching the movie Shawshank, morgan freeman who played as “RED”. Quoted this;

“I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice...”

So maybe for now when its so obvious that he wants to be free, I will let him be.

But I will not be holding my breath, since I know that deep in my heart. The only name that he will be calling me is a FRIEND… but for now.. I will accept that, but I will always be secretly hoping that he will also take the risk of falling in love. I know I will even if it’s not a CALCULATED RISK.

Monday, April 13, 2009

MONDAYS

MONDAYS
How do I even begin to love Mondays?
When I haven’t even gotten any chance to get out of my station for smoke, coffee break or even take my lunch.

How do I even begin to describe my harsh Monday?
Reports here reports there and reports almost everywhere!

How do I even start to pick up the pieces of my shattered Monday?
Slowly but surely.. Making sure not to cut myself in the process

How do I even begin to contemplate on the BAD NEWS on a Monday?
Unbelievable news, that has just reached my ear. That could cost us more than what we can afford to loose.

Now you tell me, how do I even begin to love my Mondays?
-D

Saturday, April 11, 2009

--FRENEMY--

--FRENEMY--


I so bored lately, in order for me not to die of boredom, i created a post dedicated to my

Frenemy. Thanks to this website I just happened to bump into (http://myzticreflection.tripod.com/bitchyquotes.html), I can finally say this bitchy quotes/poems and dialogues and dedicate it to them.

Just in case you are not familiar with the term, here is the meaning.

According to my best friend’s (Google) cousin (Wikipedia.com).


--"Frenemy”

In personal relationships, the use of the term "frenemy" has become increasingly used to describe two (or more) people who are apparently friends, but are actually enemies. Such relationships may occur due to the desire (of either) to keep a close eye on the actions of the other (i.e. keep your friends close, but keep your enemies even closer).

It is commonly used to describe two people who are apparently friends, but actually dislike each other. This may be because they feel the need to keep up appearances, or because they do not want to lose mutual friends.


Now, I know that this is all too surreal for you guys. We all have friends like this, so far I have around 4-5 people who I consider as a frenemy. I mean come on, don’t think I am that stupid not to know you are talking behind my back. Well guess what! we are also talking behind your backs times 10 to the 20th power (AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH). Anyways, here goes.


To the Ugly duckling (who will never be a swan)

- Poor girl or boy (*wink), desperately trying so hard. Got busted one too many times, I am not saying that I am handsome... But hey I am not ugly either.


What a shame...looks like the ugly fairy kissed you on both cheeks!”

“Mirrors don't talk and lucky for you they don't laugh!



To the Feeling Bright (whose head is as empty as a noodle bowl on winter)

- Poor girl or boy (*wink), I just have one thing to say “Correct Grammar and Pronunciation - [pruh-nuhn-see-ey-shuhn] since you are very special I got you a poem: yey!



“Roses are red violets are blue

sugar is sweet and so are you,

but the roses are wilting, the violets are dead

the sugar bowls empty and so is your head”



To the Great Pretender (Hallucination with a touch of Delusion of grandeur)

I pretend, pretend, and did I say he pretends? I won’t say anymore so as not to divulge anything. He/she/it is a delusional girl. Suffering from post traumatic feeling syndrome. When all of his potential BF/GF/Partner is blown away by the air that he exhales. (hahahaah)

Since he/she/it is another case. Here is a dialogue just for you.


What is your worst sin? My vanity. I spend hours before the mirror admiring my beauty. That isn't vanity, dear, that's imagination.



To the Feeling Important

Since I cannot find any quotes, dialogue or any bitchy lines about this. I am just going to say it straight.


YOU ARE NOT!

ohhh you are here pala?!



But then again guys, we all have a lot of frenemy. You might think I am the devils advocate right about now. But hey I cannot blame you. But I can explain something,


“I’m an angel! Honest! The horns are just there to keep the halo up straight!”


Have a Happy Easter you guys!


Sunday, February 8, 2009

Power of Words

Power of Words


… Of all the weapons of destruction that man could invent, the most terrible –and the most powerful –was the word. Daggers and spears left traces of blood; arrows could be seen at a distance. Poisons were detected in the end and avoided… but the word managed to destroy without leaving clues.

~Paulo Coelho


I would just like to share to you guys one of my most favorite phrases from one of Paulo Coelho’s book.

Personally I agree with this saying, especially true in Philippine history. Our national hero Dr. Jose Rizal knew better than to fight fire with fire. He took a different approach, he used words.

The Bad thing about this is sometimes we do not know if we already hurt the person.

As what Paulo Coelho said, there is no physical evidence of hurt (Blood, bruises etc.)

Such power is within all of us; it is up to us if we use it for a good or evil

So as an advice use wisely...

Monday, February 2, 2009

SUDDEN BURST OF ANGER

SUDDEN BURST OF ANGER


Just as I was enjoying my usual website surfing and blog hopping

In the hopes that some of my neurons would wake up and I could finally compose a blog

Suddenly receive an SMS from an ex-lover

He informed me that a lot of people were texting him that I was meeting up people and that he was happy for me.

I was not really angry at the fact that he was happy and he was not bitter. I guess this people did not know that we broke up and they are reporting or telling him that I was out meeting people in the hopes of breaking us up. This is not new to us, I don’t know why these people are so into ruining relationship

Is it because they are just bitter? Or they are just lonely?

I hate the fact that I am in the prying eyes of people who are just waiting for me to screw up!




"I hate it when people are watching my ever move and is just waiting for me to screw up!

That’s just great! You really don’t have to bother and tell me what my mistakes are... Trust me I have enough friends telling me that…."





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