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Wednesday, June 28, 2006
I had it when i was 17. A present from someone i barely knew. It was wrapped beautifully with ribbon on top. It was was beautiful. It was amazing. One problem. It doesn't fit. But i still stick it with me all the time knowing it would change and will soon fit. Soon enough, without hesitation, i threw it like it hasn't taught me a lot. I knew it was wrong. I pick it up again but its too late. It's broken.
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Few hours after my bday... i felt this loneliness inside... I dunno if its gonna be a "happy" day... hope it's not
jelo lost his dreams @ 6/28/2006 12:33:00 AM
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
I wish we could erase the memories we want to vanish, just like scratching an eraser to a note or drawing written in pencils. But just like them, it could not be erased entirely. There would be always a piece of what we wrote, of what we draw. An evidence of what we've done. Depending on the pressure applied by the writer, there are those who draws or writes so hard even if erased we could notice what he or she had written or draw, there are also those who draws so lightly we could hardly notice what she've drawn. And there are those whoe writes with right kind of pressure. With those letters, drawings we've done, we should make sure of what type of pressure we do. But if you want to completely erase it? then burn it... Uncluckily, and sadly to those who wrote on stones and steels. A special kind of tretment is needed in it. and it's very rare and difficult.
what kind of writer are you?
Dont be too hard on yourself, believe that there would always be another chance and bear in mind that it will always be a better one than the first given to you. Live on! Snap back to reality, we don't always get what we want.
Soooo sad the life....hmp
jelo lost his dreams @ 6/21/2006 01:11:00 AM
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I wish we could erase the memories we want to vanish, just like scratching an eraser to a note or drawing written in pencils. But just like them, it could not be erased entirely. There would be always a piece of what we wrote, of what we draw. An evidence of what we've done. Depending on the pressure applied by the writer, there are those who draws or writes so hard even if erased we could notice what he or she had written or draw, there are also those who draws so lightly we could hardly notice what she've drawn. And there are those whoe writes with right kind of pressure. With those letters, drawings we've done, we should make sure of what type of pressure we do. But if you want to completely erase it? then burn it... Uncluckily, and sadly to those who wrote on stones and steels. A special kind of tretment is needed in it. and it's very rare and difficult.
what kind of writer are you?
Dont be too hard on yourself, believe that there would always be another chance and bear in mind that it will always be a better one than the first given to you. Live on! Snap back to reality, we don't always get what we want.
Soooo sad the life....hmp
jelo lost his dreams @ 6/21/2006 01:11:00 AM
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Saturday, June 03, 2006
nkaka frustrate tlga pag nagpost ka ng mhaba tpos bglang mageerror ung computer! wla na! ngaun lng ako ngapost e d pa natuloy, wel wla namang kwenta ung sinulat ko, pero nkakainis tlga! haay...
S tgal ng d ko pagbblog, bgla kong nkalimutan pasword ko d2, 2 oras ko iniisip nkasave pla sa celfone ko!
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Nagbbrowse ako ng archives sa blog ko, tgal na pla, dami ko na nasulat, nkakatawa, nkakalungkot, nkakainis dhil paulitulit, at higit sa lhat, ang drama pla!(hehe)...
Wel, aus lng, d2 k kc nabubuhos almost lhat ng frustrations ko...
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Kmusta na?kuntento ka na ba sa buhay mo? ako oo, kaw? ndi p yta eh, letting go doesn't mean u cant love her anymore..Ha? nu cnsbi mo? e wla lng, asar la pa kong tbho! buti nlng my bdmnton at hndi sobrang bum sa bhay. ingat nlng! bye...
Yey! got my new shoes, ipod and bdmnton racquet.... still theres missing... dunno what it is... theres always that something we can never have...sad but true...
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Tgal ko ng d ngbblog la pa rin ako maisulat ng matino! sa susunod n nga lng... nonsense na ito...
jelo lost his dreams @ 6/03/2006 01:58:00 AM
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jelo lost his dreams @ 6/03/2006 01:58:00 AM
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