Friday, March 28, 2008
ONE HELLO
OR
CLICK HERE TO LISTEN TO MUSIC: ONE HELLO
If you're not afraid
Of what love brings
Then endings are beginning
Of beautiful things
It's a chance you take
A chance you're in
If someone's gonna find you
First you gotta let them in...
CHORUS
(Oh) Coz love begins with one hello
The hardest part is over
So it's easy letting go
One hello, is how it starts
You might win in love
While lose your heart.
If you're not afraid
Of what you feel
Then try and keep it simple
But try and keep it real
And if being real
Means you're someday say goodbye
Remember my friend, that was not the end
It's a circle you know
And it's starts with one hello
(Repeat Chorus except last two lines)
Remember my friend
That was nothing
It's a circle you know
And it starts, it starts with one hello.
It's starts with one hello.
Friday, March 21, 2008
life succumb her.
it drowned her whole.
she forgot where she came from.
she forgot the people around her.
air of ego...
delusions of grandeur...
boastful arrogance...
ungratefulness...
slefishness...
all these evil notions seems to overdrive her.
it gives her powerless power.
does it feel good for her soul?
does it rise in her spirits?
or is it like a illicit drug?
it only brings temporary happiness?
it gives minute lasting comfort?
what happened to her?
that she forgot the people close to her,
that she pushed them away,
the people who were there...
when she had nothing...
when she was a 'nobody'...
what happened to her?
i wish i knew.
because right now, i feel like...
i really didn't know the girl i once knew well.
NOTE; THIS IS A TRUE STORY but i will withhold "her name." but if you're reading this...
dear girl,
through it all, i am not holding any grunges.
i'm weary of defending you,
or standing up for you,
of making you use me.
i'm simply tired.
sorry but debts needs to be paid,
and my chosen life of privy needs to be maintained.
years of friendship, you flushed into the drain just of your pride,
just because you can not admit to yourself you are wrong.
what do you have to lose if you say, "sorry?"
it does not make you less of a person.
i pity you. what have you become?
you've lost your sense of self
that you are willing to sacrifice the strong friendship you've made.
even hurt the feelings of your friends.
you have become numb.
and yet,
i stand here still thinking how things are for you.
i wish and i pray, life treats you good.
despite my anguish, i still pray for your well-being.
and i, i forgive you.
may the Lord protect you.
may the Lord enlighten you.
i wish you well.
len
Thursday, March 06, 2008
i'm coughin' like a howlin' wolf! waahhh! i'm so sick! i hate it. this cough
won't go away. and to add to that, my allergies are back from this damn
pollens and i keep sneezing like crazy. i'm taking meds but nothing seems to
work.
if there's one great thing, this time, someone is taking very good care
of me. doctor... i mean... (lol)mr. dimsum has been doing his best to
take great care of me: bringing (buying)my cough and allergy meds,
making me soup, giving
me rubs and lots'a hugs.
nini left...and i started missing my siblings again. i wish i can to PI
right for a little vacay myself. i have too much time or myself but i am
dealing with TOO MUCH STRESS from this complicated injury. i wish i can
go somewhere where i can get the real deal R & R. i am alone here.most of
the time. and the silence is making me insane.oh well, i guess, this is really testing my patience and endurance. my Lord
will give me perseverance and strength. i'm still awaiting ONE more opinion from another foot specialist. i just had couple MRI's done last week. it should tell me something.
at the end of this whining, all i can do really is WAIT and wait some more.
i always tell you the Lord does not give us anything we can not handle. i
certainly know He will give me victory at the end of these struggles. besides, i
can't and i should not complain because He gave me an awesome guy---one who is more than what i was even asking for.for the mean time...there' s more korean telenovelas and movies to watch, there's chapters of nicholas sparks' to read (i'm reading "the choice" now), there's my mom's plants to water ( i don't want her to come home to dead plants and flowerless orchids again because i did not take care of them. i am certain
to prove her wrong that i have a little but of green thumb on me...heheh),
there's more time to walk the ariel twice a day for thirty minutes, there are endless smiles from ***** i need to
see...i can't and i should not be
tired of being idle because really,
there are limitless things for me to do
if i choose to.at the end of the day, all i can do i smile...be humble and be thankful
---i am equipped with magnificent strenght and i am embraced by positive thinking and hopefilled belief that God will be there for in time of trials
and tirumph. i am surrounded by beautiful things and beautiful people
like YOU despite the strenous battles i fight.not all sick people can say that.
and so...i guess, i truly am....very lucky.i will be okay.
it's just on of those days.
=)
so i proofread what i wrote and i hit the send button. but then i suddenly realized, i thought i was sending her an email and then i noticed the last minute i sent it to her myspace comment page (where everyone else can read). so i checked her space again if it showed. thank god! her comments section was blocked. save by the blocked comment page!
so oh well, it was a nice touching comment. so even if the world got to see it, it could have been inspiring nonetheless. so i figured, by editing the names that i need to be anonymous, i can actually share it with you.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
i'm an unconcealed book. i've been open about engaging my everyday life here (and on my private blogs). in fact, i took the risk to share my unsaid stories with the world wide web and even to the unknown readers of my blogs. i revealed the obscured, disguised "norilen" that only a few of my close friends really know. i've given way for hungry gossip seekers to talk about me, to invade my private life. i've shared my space with people who do not even know me but judged me anyway.
when i decided to become transparent to the world, i, sometimes, i feel like i'm being watched from a closed circuit TV camera. through the information i disclosed here through the pictures, my shout outs and my entries, my once enclosed life of privy suddenly became visible. informations to the next, details of me are unraveled.
for instance, my wide array of piciures might have showed material things i collected and enjoyed. poses with friends and lovedones may have uncovered activities we liked to do together. heck, my hobbies and interests are even enlisted. but above all, my daily blog ramblings attests to who really is the real me.
my unknown mysteries were screened mystically: the many times i loved and got my heart broken, the simple inspiring conquers i made, the untold desires of my soul, the struggle of a fighting spirit, the physical pain of my body. the unseen me was then enigmatically exposed.
as the layers of my covers are peeled off, i felt bare and naked. i am judged from my subtle perplexity, vague decisions, intricately mixed actions of child's and adult's play. i felt i am no longer me. sometimes, i found out also that people from my past found access here just to check how i am doing. sometimes, even taking it to their advantage to ruin me as they tarnished the image i built from hardwork and sweat. sometimes, breaking me into debris again.
for months now, i stayed mum. there were even circumstances that i did not want to go online. and if i did, i hid from the world. the truth is, i realized, it was better that way: that my private life remains private. that sometimes, being under wraps does not necessarily mean selfishness but courageousness because i am protecting myself and the people around me.
the new sly version of me gives me a stealth of freedom and a new sense of normalcy. i don't have to be that open book anymore. i can do things i love and like without any one interferring or invading my space or judging my actions. i can shut my mouth and enjoy what life has to offer without sharing anything.
once again, i decided to succumb back to my secret, puzzling, labyrinth. and really, if i can just describe to you how wonderful it is to have my incognito self once again. being impenetrable and undecipherable makes me powerful. i maybe, incommunicative, but i am communicating the best way i can---in silence. i maybe complicated but yet, i still leave you bewildered and wondering.
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