YOU

"YOU GET ME" is an all-time favorite Michelle Branch song of mine.

So I'm a little left of centre I'm a little out of tune Some say I'm paranormal So I just bend their spoon Who wants to be ordinary In a crazy, mixed-up world I don't care what they're sayin' As long as I'm your girl Hey, you are on my side And they, they just roll their eyes

Your Friendster account locates me on a situation. You are just so sweet.

You get me When nobody understands You come and Take the chance, baby You get me You look inside My wild mind Never knowing What you'll find And still you want me All the time Yeah, you doYeah, you get me

They will never understand that the only thing I need to "be like this" is to see you come nearer as I continue putting all my hopes on you.

So what if I see the sunshine In the pouring rain Some people think I'm crazy But you say it's okay You've seen my secret garden Where all of my flowers grow In my imagination Anything goes

I, I am all you want They, they just read me wrong

So long that we have been holding on. I can be a sinner; not holy whenever I fantasize...

Do They Know?

My dad is home. My consumption of chocolates is on the highest possible level. TOBLERONE! TOBLERONE! TOBLERONE! I have my new favorite.

I picked up each shattered thought and jumped into the progress of being well. I did not have to imagine myself happy inside a room. I experienced more than that.

At the core of my heart, I form every essence out of it.

There he goes, playing sweet words but he doesn't appear to be in a frustrating scenario. At least, he is good enough not to attribute insensitive words on my face and feel bad whenever he doesn't get any response out of his text messages for me.

A friend of mine asked me about my past unofficial connections. I lost track of valuable moments during that time. A lot of incidents have changed something in me since then. Enough of informing what my desires are to someone I have a thing for. They may misinterpret me or it may be a total mistake when I don't intend to listen on the things which my mind is in need of telling.

Someone expects loyalty from me. It isn't dependency over me (that is the scariest part). A time will really come when you cannot withdraw yourself from someone anymore.

When a new person draws closer to me, my brain would tell me to move away. People try to tell me how harsh I am for sending away new possibilities. I don't only set aside the chance of falling for someone new but I'm also trying to figure out who is the person I am to fall for. Honesty can't be honesty when I am to tell only some parts of my identity.

So take me as a whole. As someone would often perceive me as a "pare". I brush off an agreement. But that takes the cure on the easiest way than my need to utter words which appear formless. This is not yet the time.

Currently, I am loved by someone I have grand feelings for. These things I do are worthy of time and affection - an attempt for future success in love.

Stand Firm

Benjamin Franklin He that falls in love with himself will have no rivals.

3 AM I discovered a breathing space to place all my thoughts to rest. Three hours united with my mind and right after that rapid run away, I woke up.

6 AM Bad. I got my phone to checkout new messages.

I should be out by 9 AM to borrow a sociology book from a friend and write my paper for school.

We found ourselves at Seattle's Best in Greenbelt. I took the moment to wrap up all words available and come up with an average or reasonable paper. I reached the finishing point but I am still not over...

Not over writing.

I took the Tomasian Cable TV exam last year hoping to get good fortune for the writer position. Last week, a text message was sent to me telling that I got accepted. They gave me a remarkable comment and I am pleased.

Ever since I was young, I would always run in my imagination how I will see myself working for tv production. TOMCAT, which is a non-print media and a UST-wide organization, is a brilliant one for me. As a TNU (TOMCAT News Update) correspondent, I will pour all strength of mind to gather news and give my first good shot on my first tv script for our university's news advisory.

First Post

The creation. I won't call this home. Home is far-flung and away to keep someone like me so safe. The girl (who used to be me) is not here. The human race hangs around in every corner where disturbance tries to win through the power of silence.

Goodbye to my former blog. The girl with the 28 takes up again another course-a different one. An elevated level where indirect force at speed tries to overcome a potent grip. The girl, stays put to every beat she gets from her heart. Who knows? For the heart may be the most reliable source for inspiration and determination.

My new stories need a place of birth. Need not to mention the real purpose of quitting. Thoughts of memories are larger than extracting every heartache, pain, happiness and love from my own self at that very moment which my past keeps. Memories maneuver the present state of mind and the heart is the pilot of guidance.

Today I achieved my consciousness. The next hour, I will be finding a hard time to refrain from my denial. Hour before this, an offline message from my yahoo messenger put my heart into ache. The next movement of my typing fingers will try to express how a speechless moment I engaged with opened doors to perplexity. Before those opened doors, I locked myself, asking why I had to know them and do business without any guarantee of earning. The next tick of the clock could make me realize that there was no time wasted at all.

It did.

I carry consciousness with me. True, I should not throw away memories and put my heart to shame. Win or lose is yet to come but not yet today, tomorrow or the next day. I offer my hands to trying, falling short, moving on and staying alive. Not to stop working by the way.

For every letter or phrase to crop up a sentence, only a brave word will surmount. I cannot say yet the level of its strength but it only allows me to take each story in shape by defeating fear which is the greatest foe of all.

What to find here?
1. My presence
2. Only real life friends will be linked and several bloggers who have influenced me
3. Comments from people that ring a bell to this blog site