Sunday, February 26, 2006

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

la langue

I just don't know what to do with myself
Don't know just what to do with myself
I'm so used to doing everything with you
Planning everything for two
And now that we're through

I just don't know what to do with my time
I'm so lonesome for you it's a crime
Going to a movie only makes me sad
Parties make me feel as bad
When I'm not with you
I just don't know what to do

Like a summer rose
It needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love to ease
all the pain
I don't know just what to do with myself [x2]
Baby if your new love ever turns you down
Come on back I will be around
Just waiting for you
I'm still so crazy for you

I don't know just what to do with myself [x2]
Baby if your new love ever turns you down
Come on back I will be around
Just waiting for you
I'm still so crazy for you

No No No No
I don't know what else to do [x3]
I'm still so crazy for you
No No No No
onmyhomeinthatjeepthatiwasriding2womenarguingabouttheirstudents

leap of faith

Today, I had an enlightening experience, enlightening because there is no other word I can see fit to describe it. I attended a healing mass administered by Fr. Faller. The homily relieved me of my doubts and anxieties. He was from a family of doctors (they own a hospital in Lucban), and science made him question pray-overs.
I think him, opening up like and him imposing to everyone that it is not him but the holy spirit’s power makes me believe more.

Things that I’ve learned:
to always keep quiet in the company of older people and let them just tell you stories, listen of course, for they shall grant you wisdom
Not to host anything, besides I’m not a very good host anyway.
The rest are for myself

It was not a push, really it wasn't there was some force. No not that rough. It was a power, overwhelming really. alam mo yun hindi ko alam di ko maexplain., while I was sort of fainting,. What was going on my mind was oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, like i was asking myself what was happening and i still haad my eyes closed alll the while,. and according to my tita. Who witnessed the pray-over my body was tight, stiff as a board i suppose. Hmm, I went for a second time and I knew what was going to happen,.. But it was still the same thing,. buti nalang talaga hindi ako todo bagsak,. yung todo higa..hay naku,

I asked myself am I healed, I wanted to blink, wink my right eye so that I could test my left eye, but I was telling myself, not yet. I just asked myself do I feel healed.

my physical illnesses weren’t healed, I still have petit mal and my left eye is still lazy as a bone. but I guess it wasn't that, that was cured. After all I found something new

Monday, February 13, 2006

Valentine's Day

Nothing's happening in my life right now. Nothing that i could tell you about. Just the usual stuff, jero cajoling and teasing (at least i realized that he's a fun guy, that's all there is to him fun, but once you get possed off...), my mom asking her to join her in whatever she has to do for that day, or me hanging out and enjoying whatever free stuff life has to offer. Funny thing is i'm alright with it. Although there is a part missing i'm not searching for it.
Question: why can't there just be a lonely heart's day?
I think that Valentine's is another holiday sensationized and promoted by the media hype and businessmen greedy for profit.

for someone i don't know:
Anyone who ever loved could look at me
And know that I love you
Anyone who ever dreamed could look at me
And know I dream of you
Knowing I love you so

Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in his arms and love me, too
You couldn’t really have a heart and hurt me,
Like you hurt me and be so untrue
What am I to do

Every time you go away, I always say
This time it’s goodbye , dear
Loving you the way I do
I take you back, without you I’d die dear
Knowing I love you so

Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in his arms and love me, too
You couldn’t really have a heart and hurt me,
Like you hurt me and be so untrue
What am I to do

Knowing I love you so

Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in his arms and love me, too
You couldn’t really have a heart and hurt me,
Like you hurt me and be so untrue
Anyone who had a heart would love me too
Anyone who had a hear would take me in his arms and always love me too
Why won’t you
to the people who fill my everydays, thanks for everything.
Fluency Liners: the ten commandments of friendship
1. Respect yourself and be yourself
2. Do not kill time with your friends but make each hour an adventure in being together.
3. Honor your friends as the shadow of Him after Whose image they are fashioned.
4. Let your friends add the finer touches to the better self in you.
5. Believe in your friends so that the best and noblest in them will deserve you.
6. Discover the unique quality in each man which endears him especially to man.
7. Do not steal the golden thread of trust which may bind your friends to God.
8. Remember the true friend expects you to be truthful even though truth may cut and burn.
9. Remember that he who falls in love with himself has no rivals.
10. Choose now the friendship you wish to continue in eternity.
is cheating on your partner ok???

Thursday, February 09, 2006

only in my dreams

As I was about to lament on the idea of being alone and left out, I got a call from a friend, Faye asking me where I was and to come to where she is.

The Garden of Eden found???http://www.christiantoday.com/news/life/garden.of.eden.discovered.in.papua.new.guinea/322.htm

have you seen the movie somewhere in time? http://www.somewhereintime.tv/ (stars Christopher Reeves and Jayne Seymour) Richard was mesmerized by Elise's picture. This leads Richard to find out more about the actress and to her. Thus he uses self hypnosis to travel through time.
Richard was fascinated by the picture in the wall. It is because it's really for him. The smile was really meant for him. She was really looking at him while the picture was taken. I feel for Jayne Seymour’s character, Elise mc Kenna? It’s because she has to grow old. Not unlike the guy who had to die and already join her in his death. The woman has to grow old, alone and lead a private life and intrigue Richard Collier years later.


I was just wondering you know is self hypnosis really possible? I’ve read in a Jaime Licauoco column once, that there would be times that you might be having trouble sleeping because somebody could be thinking of you. Can that person make you dream of him or could you just dream of him? Can you have some sort of telepathic powers and talk in dreams. But dreams only happen in your mind, they are only a figment of our imagination right?



Anna Scott: "For June who loved this garden from Joseph who always sat beside her." Some people do spend their whole lives together. - julia Roberts, Notting Hill

You're only just a dreamboat
Sailing in my head
You swim my secret oceans
Of coral blue and red
Your smell is incense burning
Your touch is silken yet
It reaches through my skin
And moving from within
It clutches at my breast

But it's only when I sleep
See you in my dreams
You got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But I only hear you breathe

Somewhere in my sleep
Got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But its only when I sleep

And when I wake from slumber
Your shadow's disappear
Your breath is just a sea mist
Surrounding my body
I'm workin' through the daytime
But when it's time to rest
I'm lying in my bed
Listening to my breath
Falling from the edge
But it's only when I sleep

See you in my dreams
You got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But I only hear you breathe

Somewhere in my sleep
Got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But its only when I sleep
It's only when I sleep

Sharon instrumental

Up to the sky
Where angels fly
I'll never die
Hawaiian High
In bed I lie
No need to cry
My sleeping cry
Hawaiian High

It's reaching through my skin
Movin' from within
Clutches at my breasts
But it's only when I sleep....

See you in my dreams
You got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But I only hear you breathe

Somewhere in my sleep
Got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But its only when I sleep

Up to the sky
Where angels fly
I'll never die
Hawaiian High
In bed I lie
No need to cry
My sleeping cry
Hawaiian High

Thursday, February 02, 2006

BING!

chandler's new sitcom:
http://www.fortwayne.com/mld/journalgazette/living/13754538.htm
oscar nominees:
http://www.oscars.org/78academyawards/noms.html

i should be doing my paper for Devilles, but still i'm too lazy to think, have nothing to do., hmm,.
singing in the rain,. copy paste nalang lahat sana ang sagot,.

why does a part always has to be missing? you have to be incomplete to feel yourself and whole. why can't answers just fall down from the sky in a matter of seconds? why does questions have to exist? can i not just always scream "jetmatic" or "tubig" or "water", like everytime i take my bath, and in a few seconds water would be coming out of the shower head that i hold on my hand. everything's not instant.

A text may seem to have might have versions and analysis. According to Leitch, Vincent, reading depends on the text and that a premise of response. This was a theory of Wolfgang Iser, who conceive that reading is not simply passive or static but a process of discovery. Where a reader questions, negates and revises the expectations that the text establishes. A text functions in much the same way as a script does for a play. The script is set to guide a performance, but it is based on the different ways and times that the performers enact it. Just as a director or actor’s version is his or her interpretation of the play, readings of literary text are dependent then on the text but are realized through the process of interpretation.


In Rainier Maria Rilke’s ‘the Archaic Torso of Apollo’, the text intention is to push human consciousness to some of its limits. Rilke’s reading audience was many leading European artists, and was almost unknown to the general reading public. With poets and artists, who admired his works in mind, the text intent is to bring change. Poets and artists are significant and prominent in the societies who influence other people to amendment. The text brings about awareness and realization in the reader’s conscience. The text now is powerful, influential yet balance. Thus, the work expresses spiritual yearning.


Structuralism is an approach to analyzing the narrative material by examining the underlying invariant structure. As stated by Eagleton, structuralism is concerned with structures and


bgrrr....