Hold on to your words 'cause talk is cheap.

My day started with my almost-tardy attendance, Lala's shocking trouble, my relentless anxiety for the improvised backdrop, my incomplete Math homework, the ruined time-frame, the unrehearsed intermissions and my frequent trips to the canteen, faculty room and 1 - Hephaestus.

My day is almost ending with a sore arm, leg and shoulder, heavy loads of homework, a stomach that has released too much air because of laughing but is still empty, drowsy eyes, a cluttered desk, and a more cluttered head.

In between these two were: cramming, a Kim Bum hysteria, an unsought argument in front of the whole class, a one-in-the-afternoon lunch, hilarious jokes, a perfect test (Pampadagdag lang. Bleh.), tracks that are playing in repeat, the Cristine Reyes and Noah incidents, and more, more cramming.

Summing it up, this day was great-- and that doesn't come too often this year. I'm so tired yet so happy. Nothing else comes close to the oddness I'm feeling. I wish tomorrow's going to be as good as today. And the day after that. And the day after tomorrow's tomorrow. Hah!

I can't keep to myself all these things I would initially hide. I'm too frightened of regret. But what if I didn't try to let you know what's going on 'cause to let it go just can't be done?
-Give It, The Out of Body Special


P.S. I had my braces removed last Monday. But mother says I'm still bound to wear a retainer.
P.P.S. Herbert says he heard "choomboombleh" in You Make It Real (James Morrison).


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Fall For You - Secondhand Serenade

I’m finding that you and you alone can break my fall.

"Nostalgia - it's delicate, but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, 'nostalgia' literally means 'the pain from an old wound.' It's a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn't a spaceship, it's a time machine. It goes backwards, and forwards... it takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It's not called the wheel, it's called the carousel. It let's us travel the way a child travels - around and around, and back home again, to a place where we know we are loved." ---Mad Men episode 113, "The Wheel"

I can't think of anything to write. Must be because of the whether. Gosh. It must be 20 degrees outside.

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Learning to Breathe - Switchfoot

Falling, yes I am falling.

Eh saan ka naman mahuhulog?
Hindi ko alam.

Eh bakit mo pa nilagay yan?
Sa malayo, ang iisipin na mga makakakita nito, nahuhulog ako para sa isang tao. Ang totoo, para akong nahuhulog mula sa isang milyong talampakang gusali. Tapos bubudburin ako sa isang milyong piraso para lang ipakain sa mga manok sa bukid.

Ang arte mo naman.
Hindi ako maarte 'no. Ganito talaga ako sa normal kong kondisyon. Hindi ko lang masyadong pinapakita.

Ows?
Oo. Kung ayaw mo maniwala eh di 'wag. Sino ka nga pala?

Isang maliit na boses sa utak mo na: ikaw ang gumawa, gustong lumabas kaso pilit mong hinaharangan at isang guni-guni na inimbento mo para libangin ang iyong sarili.
Bakit naman ako maniniwala sa'yo?

Kasi ako ay ikaw. Tayo ay iisa. Tayong dalawa. Hahaha. Ang baduy ko pala. Parang ikaw.
Ewan ko sa'yo. Matutulog na'ko. Bukas wala ka na.

Tingnan lang natin. Hindi mo ko kayang i-terminate. Hindi ako tulad ng isang palabas sa TV na kina-cancel kapag hindi nagcli-click sa masa.
*Signature taray look* Whatever.


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I've Just Seen A Face - The Beatles

Goodnight, goodnight.

"There are many types of ships. There are wooden ships, plastic ships
and metal ships. But the best and most important type of ships is friendship."
I'm not sure if that's a joke or what. I just miss them so much that it
made me blog about them for completely no reason at all. Dramaa.

By the way,
Who is the cutest?

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Goodnight, Goodnight - Maroon 5

Take a look at yourself and then make a change.

Michael Jackson remix @ Yahoo! Video

Watch it! Watch it!


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Man In The Mirror - Micheal Jackson

It may sound cliché but I'm here to stay.

One word, seven letters, cleared everything out.


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Two Things - Urbandub

Love burns brighter than sunshine.

I find it really hard to write again. Ever since that incident, I feel like my knack for writing is obstructed by some invisible hedge. I mean, come on. How can I put into words all these pent-up feelings and release it one forceful blow? Before, it appeared easy. I never had much to say and my decision was final. But after a couple of days, friends intervened and dilemmas surfaced. Now, I feel plagued by all the biotic and abiotic factors (Biology! :D). If I choose this, he may never speak (chat) to me ever again and I will lose the friendship that has been built for the past month. If I choose that, I will finally settle the issue that has been going on between us since our sophomore year. What the hell will I do? Anong gusto mong gawin 'ko?

Hindi mo lang alam,
Takot lang akong masaktan.
Iniingatan lang aking puso.
Kung maiibibigay ko lang ang sinasabi mo,
'di na sana tayo nagkakaganito.
Pasensya ka na kung hanggang dito muna tayo.
-Tulak ng Bibig, Julianne


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Brighter Than Sunshine - Aqualung

Well, my heart went "boom," when I crossed that room.

At the moment, I have three sorts of fluid within my reach: a bottle of orange juice, a liter of lukewarm water, and another bottle of harvested honey from Albay. I'm gradually taking each in turns in the hope of getting rid of my nauseating cough and colds.

If not for German's status message on YM the other day, the fact that we're on the breach of September wouldn't penetrate my solid skull that much. I know it has been said a million times before, but time flies really fast. But come to think of it, time doesn't fly. Time ticks. Time is gold. Time is wasted. Time is wasted by yours truly.

My brother's shoving me off the computer chair. Maybe that's an indication that I should really write that letter. Well, maybe I should.


Ba-ba-booom!


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I Saw Her Standing There - The Beatles