breathe

- Death -
life...
It is a curse
The curse that was given to the first breath of life
The same curse that was given to my mum, to your mum, to you, and to me
The curse to a breeder to survive the bloodline curse – the struggle of two creatures
The curse to a provider to toil the ground with his own sweat and blood
The curse of life that we carry

Death is the answer
Evil are you
Evil is me
We both love malevolence
That is why I thank you
For the curse
For the evilness
And For the Death
For today is a reborn
The curse of life for me to achieve –death
And to love the sin within you…

layers

life

bumming around:1st day

Hey guys, I was pretty busy during the past few days doing a lot of things – bumming around; to kill time and to feel, for at least once again, the busyness of life.

Day1: Mickey sent me a text message to meet up just to unwind from the hassle of boredom. We met up at Rob. Galle’ and we were dense on how to spend the whole day. We had an ice cream on cone plus a box of Marlboro blue lights (our fave for the moment) while thinking the best place to be. After few cigarette butts had flicked out, we decided to go to Mall of Asia. We took train and jeepney to get there and it was a very tedious ride. We immediately searched for a good place to salvage our starving tummies. The chase took about 30mins –weighing down the costs against the scarce resources. Italian resto was the first to be eliminated from our list – out of budget. Chinese was scratched out for we both don’t like eating with sticks. Mexican never occurred in our thoughts while Jap’s not a choice of our palate. We ended up to Kenny, affordable yet delectable. We both had a plate of healthy salad, chicken delicious-oh, mixed veggies, and grilled yummy burgers. Great burger – as always, delicious-oh, yum yum! After wolfing out the sumptuous meal, we decided to take a walk in the stretch of Bay Walk. We could not ever think of off the wall goofing around so we just had a sentimental reminiscing. How! How! the carabao!
How Borgee was so insecure with her life that even a simple criticism would definitely ignite her mood -it will definitely kill you! haroo!
How woody spent his whole school life scooting to a girl who just broke his heart and ended up to a sentimental blue during every drinking session - love hurts, it cuts like a knife,lol.
How Dan survived nursing field knowing he just shifted from engineering course and how he managed to give up the American life - flexibility in life.
How Johnnie got hook with demure, sophisticated, difficult Raffy. And how the world turned upside down wherein it was Raffy whose scooting Johnny - it's about jerjer, i guess.
How Elay became so insensitive and kind (or dumb) to her best friend’s evil plan of hooking with her boyfriend - the snake you feed is the same snake that will bite you because that's a snake,lol.
Hoy Jaime survived his life after flunking the school and the death of her mum - when going gets tough, the tough gets goin'.

School life – full of stories and it’s always nice to refresh the goodie memory.

haroo! haroo!

Many thanks chubs for this award....haroo! haroo!!!



1.Put the logo on your blog.2.Add a link to the person who awarded you.3.Nominate blogs that you think is brilliant and put the reason why 4.Add links to those blogs on your blog 5.Leave a message for your nominee on their blog. I am passing this award to 1. OR for being so nice to me - my sounding board. Thank you for spending your precious time with me; the ym games,doodle arts, chat til dawn...and c...many thanks! 2. amor, thanks pre for all the help and the asteeg moments with ya' You're 1-of-a-kind pare! 3. shec and yuna for your genuine friendships 4. chubs - uragon! many thanks!

Thoughtless thought for tonite

I enjoyed the journey with you, it's always been a smooth riding with some bumps of excitement - we used to be like this, to jive with the wind. But now the road is getting tougher and I am not a super driver. I can't always push you on the safe side b'cause i also have loads to dispatch. You may view this as insensitive but it's the light to wake you up. Move on, get into the right direction. I cant join you if you choose to fall on the cliff b'cause i know there's a lot...who wants to hang-on with me in this ride. And i don't wanna die for a pity pretty lie.

Hi guys, my sked is pretty jam packed...lol...ill catch up with ya guys maybe tomorrow...
chubs thanks for the tag.
amoy, miss u...
OR, hapi bday!
and to all, see ya'!

my sweetnight thought

"One Sunny Day"...happiness, excitement, hope and love were talking. “I always feel like jumping whenever you’re here guys”, said excitement. “Yup, I can’t stop to smile and laugh”, happiness added. “And the future will always be okay and sunny”, shouted hope in shining eyes. Then love made a strong statement, “Yes my dear friends, you’re all here because of me”. And they all agreed. Then they saw disappointment, loneliness, sadness, and pain walking silently. They asked them “Are you all here to interrupt us?” Pain and his group answered sincerely, “We’re always here to define you guys and to give meaning to one’s life”.

"L"

the poem was moved here

a call

Hello! Going back to the city that is full of smug and filth! This is my last day here in a perfect gateway that I call “secret place” and I am packing my things now. But of course I need to take a peek on my site, just a quick peek before i take the tedious 9-hour ride. Just a while ago, I was pretty busy looking for my things that has been scattered all over the pad then my cell phone rang , It’s my friend Kim. I knew that there’s something wrong with him 'cause he would never make a ring unless it’s very necessary or when he badly needs a thing. “where are you?”, he murmured. Though I was very excited to tell him where I was and how much fun I had, I kept my tone sympathetically but logical in approach, not mushy. I said, “What’s wrong”, “are you okay”, what happened”? I bombarded him with questions which for the fact that I knew he couldn’t even utter his problem.I sensed his gloom. Then I told him, “See you when I get there”, an assurance that I’d talk to him or even help him out, if I could. “Got to be going”, I said and I bid goodbye as if was really busy. But before I hang up the phone, I listened for a nick of time. He was still on the line, “all right, he isn’t really all right”, I thought. So I said “buddy are you okay” in a sincere tone. He replied, “I want someone to talk to, I was suspended from my work, I just want to resign”, in very dull tone that sounded like a kid who would cry in front of his mum. He’s not good and I felt the loneliness on the other end of the line. I told him to wait for me and we’d have a talk. Then he agreed and he hung up the phone. There are things that I realized from this matter - first, in real friendships though you’re not with a continuous communication, it will always be there, the bond that cannot be broken by the span of distance and time; secondly, how to listen and to be sensitive even on the phone, life might be at risk and your voice might be the real help; and lastly, how work define our personality. All right more thoughts to spill out but I really need to go now, haroo! Haroo! Need to finish packing. See yeah later alligator,lol.