Eye-pop

Hmmm, I'll take this organza dress with lace to a garden wedding.

Because of its simplicity! This ruched-bodice gown is a flatter I want to try put on.

Because I'm thin, I need something that will frame my body.

Since my best friend and her fiance are thinking of having an intimate wedding in a beach resort, I am considering this Grecian toga-style dress. It's easy and, will allow you more motion as it drapes your figure loosely.

The chic knotted straps --make this in a floral pattern dress; is exceptional for an eye-popping entrance.

A ball gown! Just in case the couple will change their minds :p Let me take off that ruffle trim on the sides. I am loving this blue brocade gown.

I know it's not me who's going to walk down the aisle. I just can't help my excitement. My girl friend will take the grandeur of her life soon. And our clique will unfurl the splendor of her last day as she closes a chapter of her life.

Dress

I just thought this will do... I'd like to don this on my best friend's wedding.

Mikazuki

Another one from my fave. Either I'll be in her concert soon, or be in that cave soonest. Next month, for a week, I'll be gone traipsing along the coast. Tramp about my butt there and whack out my bank.

Little Boy

     The little man wants to thank you, friends, for the greet. He still thinks it's still his birthday. The singing and discussion will never end. He'd go over these pictures and he'd leap recalling the fun he had at that time. If you'd not listen to his squeals, he would really squeeze your face and have it focused to his. He wants you to listen to his chatters.
So I thought I'd like to share some of his little adventures...

Engaged

     My best friend is! We spent almost three hours of gushing and at the same time crying on the phone. I couldn't help it. I am so happy for her. She deserves the best; what her heart truly desires in God's grace. And I thank the guy who did not only capture her heart but who also shares her faith to God.

     Dear God, I am much elated to have heard how blessed my friend is. We are so much overjoyed for this certain point of her life. You really work wonders. Oh dear Father, we always continue to pray that they both remain steadfast in Your Love and that it may flourish till end. And dear Lord, I pray also for my own... I surrender my feelings to You; my confusion, my angst, my worthless wanderings, my complains and my all. Bless my heart, renew my mind and rekindle my spirit. You're the only One who knows me truly, inside and out.

your breath is reality.
you're a thick thought on a bounty.
you're sphinx, you' re thorough,
you're lucid, your incognito.

pull me when your done,
laying down a concocted plan.
i disdain your overtures.
i'm tired of wishes.

if misery is your tidings, let thee sleep.
i'm not the crucible, yet your path is my path.
i afford no resistance, in silence i bleed deep.
i submit to you, in meek i take my wrath.

and before iris shut, i be laid in your lesson
let my solace be to ask thee self a question
were you right all along?
were you never wrong?

Rush

I don't have enough time for myself lately. Yes, I am that frazzled with life. After I have finished my shift in the restaurant, I run here at the hotel. Brush up a bit, do some a little make over, then voila! I am typing my thoughts. The small amount of time I could sneak.
Oh, oh, oh, my bad. I have to call my favorite nephew on his 3rd birthday. Last night, he was singing to his own birthday when I chanced him on the phone. My achi had it on me that little boy was actually in front of his cake as if blowing to some candles weren't there. And he kept on singing even if I had to remind him it's still a day early for his big day.
Well, tomorrow will be a big day for us. Because I'm going to treat him to the water park.

Oh Kimi!

Man

In the core, in the shadows, 

In solitude, in throngs.

Your name, your sweet lips...

You etch my thoughts...

In the fires of daylight...

In the afternoon lines,

In the tacit moon night,

You linger in my thoughts.

Through every moment the iris pauses

In every grunt, breathe poses

In every fidgeting the heart beats

You enkindle my thoughts.

Every line your smile makes

Every air your life take

The kindred in your movements

Perfect simple moments...

Your eyes; my heaven

Your touch; my passion

Your kiss; my yearning 

Your love; a lifetime.

Homey Comfy

Wake me up. Not with sweet kisses and tight hugs... Wake me up in violent convulsions... Wake me up from this selfish slumber... I have been complaining too much that I forgot to count my blessings. I have been looking at myself for too long, and that I only see my reflection in you. I have been too busy asking God why I always suffer that I overlooked you... In awe, I am seeing you now... You are my gift. A testament to God's power of creation. I am not the prize, rather I am a compliment to your perfection.

If This Bag Could Talk

I want a new one.

Lost

It's been a while since I last got hold of you. You've been all over the place. So busy... You've been over speeding for a time now. I am wishfully thinking that your ghastly preoccupation is not a deliberate effort to avoid our little talks. How are you? How have you been the past days? Weeks? Months...? It's been that long. I hear you got it going with work. Good pay? Is it intellectually rewarding? I am happy for you. Finally you have landed a job that will consume your ennui and will bleed you as you sweetly desired.

Honestly, how are you? Why haven’t you talked to me like we used to? I see that you are still putting up that "seem so seamless" smile. Your swagger, your gait is still impeccable... You almost lost me in translation. I gather that you have yet to give up on the idea that "things will come to you when you want them to find you..." I don't question it. I rather want to ask, are you not tired of it? Are you not yearning for something that will give you meaning? Are you not tired of complaining? Aren't you?

Have you lost the thirst for the water of life? Are you afraid still to let go the protection of your pride? Are you still keeping on the safe side of the shore?

You told me once that life is a stage. We play our very part and we wear our masks like our own. Yet, at the end of the day we remember still our own selves and let go of the mask. If I look deep inside of you, will I still see the glimmer of who you really are?

I miss our silent moments when we talk about you. I miss the fleeting feeling of you being grand and intent on your dreams. Please do not distrust the notion of invincible hands and concocted coincidences. Please don't stop dreaming...

I know you are trying to deal with life's inconsistencies... Sometimes you just have to admit that there are some things that need not explanation. Rather, it requires full acceptance. It's not a sin to "accept your ignorance in some things". It doesn't make you less intelligent, it makes you more of a man.

Now, go find whoever that someone is... Ask the questions you have been keeping in the deepest chamber of your soul. Tell the things you hold dearly.

It’s been great talking to you. I missed you. See you deep inside.