Sunday, 30 November 2008

Winter Sonata

All I want for Christmas is my MR passport. Anyone from the Philippine embassy should better send it to me soon. I have a family in Korea that is expecting for my gracious presence during the holidays. I shan't turn my back from them. Besides the benefit and the wonderful memories I will be sharing with my foster family, what if "this is gonna be it"? My Korean love affair. Please screw your own lives but mine.

I'm not really into chinky-eyed Adonis. However there was this one guy who caught my fancy. All I ever knew about him was he's EurAsian, and that he's Daniel. Like in every rush hour, the short-lived vacation, so went my fleeting moments with him.

Now ladies and gentlemen, grand jury members, board of trustees, ministers or knights of the round table, your highness and majesty... I come humbly before you all, that, I may be granted a flicker of hope... Deliver my passport now, or I'll put your office to a burning flare.

Thursday, 27 November 2008

Kitchen Mama

My ingredients for tonight, but have no idea of what's going to happen next. Hmmm...

Tuesday, 25 November 2008

Tofu Dish

House Cleaning

I can't fall asleep yet. So help me, God. It's 1:28 in the wee hours already, and I'm still doing the vacuum... the laundry bin's spinning... water is filling up my tub right now. Oh sleep, when do you come and visit me? I am so worn out with insomnia lately.

Sunday, 23 November 2008

For My Sake

Roppongi blues; past 2am and your shutters wouldn't just let you... Forget the exam, let's cram for something else instead...




Like Tia like nephew. Guess the difference? He's not only good at camwhoring, but toying with the camera is an easy piece. He took the last pic.




Getting censored with my pair of antennae.




Life's literature told in a series of coloured panels.

Friday, 21 November 2008

Busy As Bee-bot

Because I am moving out soon! If you'd take a look what's going on inside my tiny palace is a litter here and a clutter there. Well, I don't care. I'm frantic!

Thursday, 20 November 2008

Ice-Cream Headache


"A thinker but not necessarily a doer".
♥ I don’t want to sound over-confident. I digress. It’s not just true. A thinker. Sure I do think most of the time. That I’m always too caught up with this myriad of thoughts I slack and could not figure out which is which. Heck, I do procrastinate. But I do get things done in my most efficient way. I could juggle different tasks at same given moment.

♥ I am though guilty of shutting the blinds and not letting any ray of sunshine through when madness engulfs me. A manic depressive recoils and wallow in her cocoon; who succumbs to the intense meeting of ballpoint and sheet. A piece full of wobbly symbols which bewail anxiety, pain and tears of this broken spirit. At my best, even at the most trying time of pushing my patience to the edge, I remain calm in expressing myself. I only speak when it needs be…

♥ Here is a world full of lies, deceptions and pretensions. When can they be true to themselves? No matter how they project a skin anew and hide inside their frocks, they will still turn ugly. Their own deceit will betray them as it would surface how they deplore the language which they could not even muster. And this masquerade they gloze themselves in will veneer off the appearance they so perfectly improve each day; the true of colors of a copycat.

♥ Sometimes I wonder, does moving on mean teaching yourself to stop loving the person and look for someone else? Does letting go mean killing the hope of reconciliation even deep inside that is still what you pray for… And that small hope lives there in the smallest corner of your heart? But I guess, there is no definite manifestations of moving on and letting go… These are only the right words to say of what a person should do when things get all shitty…

♥ I will cry my heart out and empty myself of pains. I am just about… and it feels exhausting, mentally excruciating. As far as my truth gene could bare and I’ll sing my hallelujahs, they cower when a tsunami of bold essentials laid bare at them. They’re not as sincere to the first words come out from their lips. I could never truly rhapsodize the goodness of their hearts.

♥ As day wore on a heavy despair gathered; crushed, obliterated. Because somewhere behind, in the twilight, a bitter weeping and a hopelessness. To where this unfaltering spirit must go, passion seemed to ebb away. Unless something happens in this perfect lucidity.

Wednesday, 19 November 2008

So I Whisper

I quote "love moves in mysterious ways"... It's either we take or leave it. Not even we can call it a risk, but it's a feeling that we have to nurture. A feeling that becomes a responsibility for us to be involved in. Love as synergy will make us you and me... Love creates 'us'.

If only you believe...

Sunday, 16 November 2008

Toilet-Love-Affair

My happy thoughts and lethargic days evolve around this guy.

Paraglide

My life is worth 7,000 yen only. But I'm excited. It will be on the 23rd of this month. And I will be flying against all odds.

Hmmm, my emotional brain is thinking of how to overcome this extreme experience I will be facing soon... Amygdala sure won't be my nice-y mate when I'm up the sky to support me of this plight, oh I mean, during this human flight with only inflated wings as my threshold to death. Eyes rolling. If this death defying act would turn me into a bird, oh dear heavens, eversince I was a small child I wish to become an angel... Well, not all angels have halos. Ain't it right, aight?

"I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away. I don't know where my soul is. I don't know where my home is(And baby all I need for you to know is)... I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away. I don't know where my soul is. I don't know where my home is." ~Nelly Furtado

Monday, 10 November 2008

Tuesday, 4 November 2008

Whatever

It spells pain...

Monday, 3 November 2008

Halloween Special

The Cast

Thanks Totomai for this! You were Janjan-kun's fave at karaoke. Congratulations, you're a certified karaoke-ist, haha!