text quotes
11.28.05 (2:59 am) [edit]when smart unlimeted text started i did not waste time to register because it's my great chance to text all my friends and textmates... becoz of that i'm able to build new circles of friends. hahaha... we also exhange text quotes and i love those heart-and-soul touching quotes. the problem is i have small memory in my cellphone and i want to save it all...new quotes are coming and those are great too...so i decided to just post the ready-to-erase quotes on my blog so that i have a copy.
1) love can never be wrong...
sumtyms u blame d situation or even d person
but no matter who u blame
if it really wasnt meant for you
"it just wouldnt be..."
2) a gud frend is lyk a gud bra...
hard 2 find, comfortable, su4tive,prevents u
from falling holds u tyt and always close 2 ur heart...
dat's why ur mah bra=)
3) if i count how many tyms uv entered my mind
id be lyin if i said "too many"
coz uv only entered it once,,,
and u haven't left it since then...(",)
4) whenever i watch romantic movies,
witness people kiss & make up,
or listen to a love song,
i smile & feel good
coz i know that
love still works,
if not for me,
at least 4 others...
5) an ideal guy
dsnt have bad vices
dsnt engage in 1 nyt stand
dsnt make promises he cant keep
dsnt flirt and lie
in short...
he dsnt exist!
wlang ganun!
asa pa!
all about colours
11.26.05 (11:32 pm) [edit]ano ang kuLay ng schoolbag mo?
violet...hmmm
ano ang kuLay ng uniform nyo?
* green ;p
ano ang kuLay na naiisip mo kapag
nakikita mo
ang crush mo?
wla...meron bng ganun?!wierd
ano ang kuLay ng notebook mo sa
english?
black...that's the assigned color
ano ang kuLay na suot ng teachers nio
pag
monday?
* d q lam eh!,,d q nmn tntndaan kolor nd uniform
nila evry mon..duh!
ano ang kuLay ng sukLay mo? kung
meron..
red and blue(",)
ano ang kuLay ng cover ng
pinakapaborito
mong libro?
plastic covr lng balot nun eh!!
* ano ang kuLay ng shirt na suot mo
ngayon?
* green!
ano ang kuLay ng pinakahuLing
hinawakan
mong baLLpen?
* black!
ano ang kuLay ng pinakapaborito mong
shirt?
* pink
ano ang kuLay ng naiLs mo ngayon?
* the natural color of nails
ano ang kuLay ng casing ng ceLLphone
mo?
* blue green
ano ang kuLay ng toothbrush mo?
* blue
ano ang kuLay ng toweL mo?
* red and white
ano ang kuLay ng sabon na ginagamit
mo?
* white
ano ang kuLay ng pinakapaborito mong
stuffed toy?
*none...i'm not keeping stuffed toys
ano ang kuLay ng pinakapaborito mong
pantuLog?
* none
ano ang kuLay ng suot mo nung
pinakahuLing
birthday mo?
* white
ano ang kuLay ng paborito mong
pabango?
* blue...victoria's secret endless love
ano ang kuLay ng pag-ibig para sa iyo?
* red the usual...
ano ang kuLay ng mundo para sa iyo?
* light blue
pnka gus2 mo sa attitude mo?
*i can be confident
ano ang d mo pwdeng d gawin?
* ang maginternet at matulog at kumain
ano tawag sayo pag nsa skul ka?
* renni!!!renee rose...ang the eewish rene
student's life
11.18.05 (11:41 pm) [edit]because of my REALLY hectic sched i'm lacking of time to do other things.sometimes i'm not making my homeworks at home instead i will copy my classmates answer. cheating cannot be avoided! unless if you really want to. but for us, it's a natural thing. there's no problem about that as long as the person you are copying from knows it.
if you dont know how to share or copy then you are not in! you're a crab!
hmmm...on the other side of my opinion. i think it's not that good for students.
you're not in a school just to cheat but to learn!
for me evrything's under control.
love of life
10.22.05 (4:11 am) [edit]It all started when I was 16 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a Friend kinda thing that I was feeling. All through high school and even through graduation we're always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him. I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York; I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart. Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a wedding. It was from him; I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. It was a big church wedding with the reception at a hotel. I met the bride and of course I talked to him too. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me. I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "Meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore. Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together. One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airpor, and that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. I asked questions: "Why did this happen to a kind guy like him?" I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happy, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a dairy that of his life. I cried as it was given to me. I didn't know what to think. Why was this given to me? I took it and flew back to California. As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written. The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another. How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart. So the moral of the story, If you love someone, don't wait till tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe the next day will never come at all..
~~a just want to tell to the people out there reading my blog that this isn't my story
.....i just copy-paste this...
hahaha...ur free to comment on this article
HS or COLLEGE?
10.17.05 (12:51 am) [edit]~~~hmmmm
howdie guys and gals! i know mah blog isn't that good but i'm still hoping that you'll answer my question. here it is: Which do you think is FUNKIER and COOLER high school life or college life? it's more of a survey than a simple question. pls vote your bet!
broken sonnet
10.15.05 (3:48 pm) [edit]Broken Sonnet
Broken Sonnet
Hale
And now i concede
On the night of this fifteenth song
Of melancholy, of melancholy
And in this next line
I’ll say it all over again
That i love you, i love you.
I don’t care what they say
I don’t care what they do
‘cause tonight i’ll leave my fears behind
‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side.
Lie down right next to me
Lie down right next to me
And i will never let go
Will never let go.
The clock on the tv says 8:39 pm
It’s the same, it’s the same
And in this next line
I’ll say it all over again
That i love you, i love you.
I don’t care what they say
I don’t care what they do
‘cause tonight i’ll leave my fears behind
‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side.
Lie down right next to me
Lie down right next to me
And i will never let go
Will never let go.
I’ll leave my fears behind
‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side.
Lie down right next to me
Lie down right next to me
And i will never let go
Will never let go.
But still i see the tears from your eyes
Maybe i’m just not the one for you.
~~~hmmmm i dont know what's inside this song but it's killing me...i feel like nanghihina pag nririnig ko yan...maybe because of the unknown live band na napanood ko...narinig lng pla
kinikanta nla tong song na 'to habang nsa bhay nmn ako mlapit ng m2log...khit nririnig k lng sila i really appreciate them
hahaha! sana someday hale n tlga ung mapanood kong kumanta nyan