Saturday, March 22, 2003

[LAURYN]
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,
And so I came to see him and listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes,
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
I felt all flushed with fever,
Embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish,
But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song

[CLEF]
Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge

[LAURYN]
(Bust it)
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .


killin me softly.........

Friday, March 21, 2003

Greeting Cards for your EX'es


Read on....
Greeting cards messages

that you can send to your EX'es..

FRONT & INSIDE CARDS:



FRONT: As the days go by,

I think of how lucky I am
INSIDE: That you're not here

to ruin it for me.



FRONT: I've always wanted to have someone to hold,

someone to love.
INSIDE: After having met you,

I've changed my mind.



FRONT: I must admit,

you brought religion in my life.
INSIDE: I never believed in Hell

'till I met you.



FRONT: Looking back over the years

that we've been together,

I can't help but wonder:
INSIDE: What the hell was I thinking?



FRONT: I always wanted to be rich,

powerful, and well respected.
INSIDE: And while I'm dreaming,

I wish you weren't so damn ugly.



FRONT: When we were together,

you always said you'd die for me.
INSIDE: Now that we've broken up,

I think it's time for you

you kept your promise.



FRONT: I'm so miserable without you,
INSIDE: It's almost like you're here.



FRONT: If you ever need a friend...
INSIDE: Buy a dog.

DADDY'S TEN RULES OF DATING* [Guys take note.]
Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes to big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of you date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "Barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: "early"

Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?


Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to introduce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka -- zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.




Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveways you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car -- there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.


got it here from sis Butterfly's blog.
Its really cute

Monday, March 17, 2003

mga quotes sa tabi tabi na feel ko lng ipost
-o-
nasaktan ako ng magbago ka.. nasaktan ako ng balewalain mo.. nasaktan ako ng d mo pansinin.. nasaktan ako ng magmahal ka ng iba.. pero ito lang masasabi ko sayo \"KAPAL NG MUKHA MONG SAKTAN AKO...\"
kapal tlga.. as in sobra.. hangkapal...............


-o-
sabi nila manhid ka daw.....
kasi ndi mo feel na mahal kita....
d lang ako kumibo...
pero nalungkot din ako.. habang cnasabi ko...
ndi un manhid....
ndi lang talaga nya ako mahal....
hano pa nga ba..


-o-
maybe you see me...
as someone strong....
and firm...
that i can withstand pain and suffering...
that i am indestructable...
can u look closely...
im not that strong....
i need u..
i just hope u need me too..


-o-
isang araw, may magtatapat sa iyo.... sasabihin niya... "alam mo, mahal kita..." at pag dumating yung araw na un na magtapat siya sa iyo, promise mo sa akin... na hindi mo ko pagtatawanan ha... ?
wala lng ang cute nya eh


-o-
the first time i saw u ...
it was the first time i ever felt incomplete
when will u complete me?


-o-
bakit pag may gusto tayo,
kelangan iwanan natin yung iba para lang makuha yon?
pero pag anjan na,
tsaka mo lang malalaman...
na yung taong iniwan mo,
ay minsan na ring iniwan ang lahat para lang sayo.
never know what u got till its gone


-o-
someday, i can hurt you with what i might say.
and i can hurt you again ang again.
and when i do tell you to leave me and go away,,
promise me you won't listen..
tell me you'll stay...
aieeeeeeeee.. crap..

-o-

mahirap palang magmahal sa dalawang tao,, nakakalito.
isang bahagi ng buhay mo ngayon, yung isa bahagi ng nakaraan mo.
ang masakit nga lang, yung NGAYON ayaw mong saktan.
yung NAKARAAN, gusto mong balikan.
pero bakit ka magkakaroon ng ngayon kung dapat nikalimutan mo na ung nakaraan?

-o-
* Today i give you 12 roses , 11 of them are real , and the last one is fake , and i will love u until that last rose dies.
naxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

-o-

and a poem from neruda

clenched soul
pablo neruda


We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.

I have seen from my window
the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.

Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin in my hand.

I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.

Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?

The book fell that always closed at twilight
and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.

Always, always you recede through the evenings
toward the twilight erasing statues.


aieeeeeeee badtrip
nahack ung account ko sa neopets...

good bye 500,000 NPs (shucks robbery tlga)
I swear imma earn it all again





Sunday, March 16, 2003


O man! Take heed! What saith deep midnight's voice indeed? "I slept my sleep-, "From deepest dream I've woke, and plead:-

"The world is deep, "And deeper than the day could read. "Deep is its woe-, "Joy- deeper still than grief can be:

"Woe saith: Hence! Go! "But joys all want eternity-, "-Want deep, profound eternity!"

it was God Himself who, at the end of His day's work, coiled Himself up in the form of a serpent at the foot of the tree of knowledge.

He recovered from being a God. . . . He had made everything too beautiful...

The devil is simply God's moment of idleness at the end of that seventh day.


immortalizing vasco's words in my blog.

oh well.. sis delisyus im not pretty.. im just an old hag..

Saturday, March 15, 2003

culled from a bon jovi song


If you don't love, lie to me,
cause baby you're the one thing I believe
Let it all fall down around us if that's what's meant to be.
Right now if you don't love me baby, lie to me


i wish

and oh.. here is what I did to my wrist

he called me bitch.. might as well live with it.
his words slash thru me more painfully though..
nobody knows me.. heres a spoonful of me..
nah.. it doesnt make sense actually
------------------GENERAL INFO------------------


First Name: Rozabelle
Nickname: Bubbles
School : University of Santo Tomas
Location: *gone*
Email address: femmefatale@crazysexycool.com
Colour of eyes: hazel
Hair: brown
Height: 5'5''
Shoe Size: 8 1/2
Brothers/Sisters: Maria Kristabelle and Noelle Christian

------------------FAVORITES------------------
Missed school Bus: yeah a lot of times.
Put a body part on fire for amusement: nope...
Been in a car accident: i wish.
Been hurt emotionally: always.
Kept a secret from everyone: yeah..
Had an imaginary friend: nope.. my pc probably
Cried during a Movie: Yes of corz...
Had a crush on a teacher: nope
Ever thought an animated character was hot: yeah.. tamahome and hotohori.. and yuuhi.. and lots of em
Been on stage: yeah.. of course
Cut your hair: yeah.. clipped it back then when i was in rage
Been sarcastic: always....

Shampoo: Any...
Soap:Dove
Color/s:Lavander
Day/Night?: Night .
Summer/Winter?: Winter
Cartoon Characters: everythin anime
Fave Food: ice cream
Fave Advert: Mismo
Fave Movie: Hackers, Mastermind...
Fave Ice Cream:double dutch
Fave Subject: English

Wearing: school uniform
I'm feeling: fucked up
Eating: nothin
Drinking: nothin
Thinking about: my life...
Listening to: ex factor
Talking to: myself

---------------IN THE LAST 24 HRS------------------


Cried: Yeah...fuck
Worn a skirt: yuf
Met someone new: Yeah...
Cleaned your room: nah
Done laundry: yeah
Drove a car:nah


---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN------------------


Yourself: nah...
Your friends: nah
Santa Claus: who does?
Tooth Fairy: nope
Angels: nah
UFOs: yeah

-----------------FRIENDS AND LIFE------------------


Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend: nope
Like anyone?:yeah..
Who do you go to for advice: some of em
Who do you cry with: All...
When you cried the most: hell now
What's the best feeling in the world: being dead...
Worst Feeling: like.. oh shit.. as in now..
--

hell.. crazy me.. another worthless webspace




Wednesday, March 12, 2003

Are you ready for the snow to fall? there must be more to love than this... The long-term torture, short-term blisss. But am I ready for the snow to fall?

Now that we are long apart, Still we nurse our broken hearts. Our conversations stilted, stark. The scars of love have left their mark...

...Or have we ever loved at all? Are you ready for the snow to fall?

I dunno who u are.. but I owe u these lines.. thanks a lot... *sigh*

STAY


I want you to stay
Never go away from me
Stay forever
But now, now that you're gone
All I can do is pray for you
To be here beside me again

Why did you have to leave me
When you said that love will conquer all
Why did you have to leave me
When you said that dreaming
Was as good as reality

And now I must move on
Trying to forget all the memories
Of you near me
But I can't let go of your love
That has taught me to hold on

I want you to stay never go away from me
Stay forever

But now,now that you're gone
All I can do is pray for you
To be here beside me again

I want you to stay never go away from me, stay forever
I want to stay but I have to go my way wooh
Wooh,wooh,wooh,ooh


Tuesday, March 11, 2003

dear you

just wanted to greet u a happy day. happy in the sense that ull have everything that u want, everyone u love and the one u hate wont bother u anymore. but i guess that last one wont happen coz im here trying to call ur much valued attention. i guess i was just being so stupid

you are stupid too. u didnt know what promise mean what forever imply. i just hung out on ur every word and breathe ur presence. i was wrong to depend on u. now that u left me in ruins, without any before hand warnings, i lie devastated

i cant ask u what was wrong wit me that made u change ur love bcoz i know that ur reason is everything is wrong with e. i was so bobo o even believe that u loved me. worse was give my love for u. that was all i had and u were so selfish to take it waway from me.

the times i had with u were pure happiness. those were the most unforgettable moments of my entire life.. but i know its too good to be true.. still thanks for the time that u acted that u loved me.. i was happy then

remember when we were talking on the fone and i kept mumbling that its so dark and creepy from where i stood and u just told me that ure always there to hold my hand and everythings gonna be alright? now that u left me, i stand in solityde, in the solace of shadows with the palm of ur hand nowhere in sight.

i was there when u were down or upset or just needing somebody to talk to. i painstakingly listened to every word u had to say, every detail of ur horrible past. i embraced the truth of ure being, accepted u for hu u r. i guess it was purely one sided relationshp

my one wish is that u shud have said it straight to my face that u dont love me anymore.. or that u never loved me anyhow. it might hurt me and cause me so much pain yes, but at least i knew wat had transpose. i will have an idea where the relationship ended if there really was any. its triple the catastrophe to just leave me. well asa pa ko

i know u will never be able to know how it feels even see me in my misery. i just wish that i would be the girl that u love the way that i have loved unot because i want to feel ur love again, but because ill have the power to hurt u, the way u have hurt me!!!

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