5 years in the cee vee gee.

burnout!
[insert soundtrack here: 5 years, sugar hiccup]

tyson

Sakit ng tenga ko.
Kinagat mo kgabi
04-Sep-2009 08:16

Dami ko kagat. Itinakbo mo pa sasakyan! Tsk. Iba ata epekto sayo pag hard ang inum.hehe
04-Sep-2009 10:01

crazy shit. super dooper z0ned out ako, para akong nang hyperspace bonus at nilamon ng wormhole sa kun san mang kalawakan!

naalala ko tinakbo ko sasakyan, for some reason di ko alam pano imaneho yung oto ni aries, matik ata yun ewan ko ba or talagang sobrang lasing lang ako at di ko na alam pano mag drayb. itinakbo ko ang sasakyan, sakay ko sa harap yung chik ni aries. naknamf! buti walang bumangga samen. buti di ko nabangga yung sasakyan. buti ayos lang kami. buti di ako binangasan ni aries nung nahabol nya kame. naiimagine ko ung mukha ni aries nun. siguro galit pero alam nya di ko alam pinaggagawa ko. lasing ako. thank you mehn at di moko binigyan ng uppercut sa peys!

so syempre, si joe na nag walkout for some reason, kinailangan kong itext para ibalita mga kagaguhang ginawa ko. namiss nya ang aking pagka psycho.

Hahaha pramis? angkulet.nkakatawa un a.anusbe ni tatang?ngmadali ak my pupnta s haus kelngn mauna ak e.
04-Sep-2009 15:03

Bwahahahaha. Ako dmerecho pa inuman pguwi.kaya nga natxt pa kta e.haha nkaktwa ka wild.
04-Sep-2009 15:23

Hahaha.nayare ka ni empoy!
04-Sep-2009 15:29

Haha eto ngrep na c g0ta.ntatwa syo.snbe dn tngkol s tenga nya.hahaha
04-Sep-2009 15:39

ayun.

Dami ko pantal. Galing sa mga kuko mo. May pasa ako sa braso, kinagat mo. Grabe.hehe
04-Sep-2009 15:51

kakahiya, diba?

Wla ka nman cnabing nakakahiya. Pag hinahatak mo lang ako, nakabaon mga kuko mo kya pantal pantal ü
04-Sep-2009 16:35

super nakakahiya. i texted genes, asked her if i hurt her or said anything that was inappropriate last night and i said was sorry.

Wala naman.ü it was all fun last night.ü hehe
04-Sep-2009 16:35

parehos silang sinabi ni aries. "wla problema dun sa kagabi. It's all fun."

nawalan ako ng ulirat. ang maalala ko lang, umalis si joe, hinabol ko pa siya sa labas, nakasalubong ko si ogang (isa sa mga goons kela ate carmen) nagpasama ako sa kanto para hanapin at pabalikin si joe kaso dehins ko na xa nakita. pabalik na kami ni ogang sa bahay nang makasalubong namin si aries at genes. nasa sasakyan na sila, pauwi na ata. ewan ko basta the next thing i remembered was nasa sasakyan nko ni aries, pabalik na kme sa bahay. ipinarada ni aries ang sasakyan sa tapat ng tindahan ni ate carmen. basta for some reason, kami nalang ni genes sa loob. nagkwentuhan kame. siguro madami kaming napag usapan pero iilang parts lang maalala ko. basta sinabi ni genes na si aries lang daw inaantay nya, takot daw sa committment or something like that. i'm pretty sure i remembered that right.

yeah, there was that conversation. and ayun, from the backseat lumipat ako sa driver's seat. pinaandar ko sasakyan ni aries. hindi ko alam bakit talaga. siguro si genes lang ang nakakaalam. ewan ko kung gano kalayo inabot namin. siguro di naman kalayuan kase nahabol pako ni aries nung di ko na alam pano idrive ung sasakyan. tas yun. that was the last thing i remembered.

i don't remember how i got home, how i got to my bed and what time i went to sleep. basta ayun nagising nalang ako na super gutom, masakit ang sikmura. 3am na. 12mn shift ko. text kagad ke boss. text kela jerwin. hindi ako makakapasok, may lagnat. sumuka ako ng napakaacidic. sagwa. nagchowking breakfast kami ni toph at halle. kinwentuhan ako ni topher, para nga daw akong gago. kung anuanong shit pinagsasabi ko bago matulog.

san na yung ano, puta kinabalu? kunin mo ung puta kinabalu!

hell, even the lucid me would not understand what i meant that time.

eto pa, sinasabi ko daw "OI UNG SURGICAL FEE NI ARIES BAYARAN NYO!"

okaaaaaaaaay. ang weird. anuanong shit nga pinagsasabi ko.

oh, and this just in: nakarami daw ako ng halik kay genes!

crazy, crazy shit. seriously.

i wish i remembered!

POTA KINABALU, DUN NA!

I HAD SO MUCH FUN THAT I COULD NOT REMEMBER.
FUN TIMES! ^_^

maraming salamat kina aries, joe, genes at syempre pa -- ke empoy na dumale saken! yare! :D

talasalitaan

opisina:
haluhalongkunganuanongmalabongshit.

one day, one room.

EVE: [calming a bit] Your story. Is it true?

HOUSE: [sighs] True for somebody.

EVE: But not for you.

HOUSE: [getting up] These things happen. Happened to somebody. What do you care if it happened to me?

EVE: They're not in this room.

HOUSE: [loudly] No! They're out there! Doctors, lawyers,... postal workers! Some of them doing great, some of them doing lousy! You're gonna base your whole life on who you got stuck in a room with?

EVE: [stubborn] I'm gonna base this moment on who I'm stuck in a room with. It's what life is. It's a series of rooms. And who we get stuck in those rooms with adds up to what our lives are.


House, MD Season 3 Episode 313: One Day, One Room
http://www.twiztv.com/scripts/house/season3/house-312.htm

the ladies room here at G5 is so conducive for...
...moving bowels.
hihihi :)

parang atin ang gabi

nanood ako ng sugarfree kagabi. maayos naman. 'di naman masyadong mataas expectations ko for the night, natuwa lang ako kase i had fun. magaling silang mag-live. the concert was so intimate. yung pwesto ko sobrang lapit sa stage, kung may kakaladkarin si ebe pataas, ako ung sobrang pwdeng pwde kaya sobrang kabado ako. wahahha. conscious. ilang beses kami nag eye-to-eye ni ebe. yikee!


pagkatapos ng sugarfree, i went straight to blueridge. marc's despedida. he's gonna be exiled to malaysia. also, celebration na rin ng employment ni toph. inuman til sunrise. fun times. masaya din. the best fun i had at blueridge since ice's birthday. hehe. chex brought gin premium, sarap kahit straight, no chaser. hihi ^_^



andami ko pang gustong sabihin. pero sige, next time nalang.

lovingly yours, kuya.

Ryan

are you my cute sister that i love?

^^

4:17pm

Donnadelle

aww

yea

>:D<

4:17pm

Ryan

hurray!

hhehehe

don

4:18pm

Donnadelle

kmsta na imong pamati?

ok na u?

4:18pm

Ryan

ok na me..

don

tsada ayo akong damgo

4:21pm

Donnadelle

unsai damgo nimo?

share

4:21pm

Ryan

kita duha nasa damgo

short dream actually

4:22pm

Donnadelle

o

4:22pm

Ryan

suroy2x ko sa park..ambot unsa to name

4:22pm

Donnadelle

tapos?

4:22pm

Ryan

then sa layo, i saw this person sa bench naglingkod

well nkatalikod sya

then ako gi duolan

na surprise ko.. ikaw diay to...

ni tapad ko nimo..then we both smiled

smile nimo na na miss gyud nako og maau..

then gi akbayan daun taka..

then wala na daun

pasabot lang na i really miss you..

4:25pm

Donnadelle

aww

kahilakon ko

i miss you so much kuya

karemember ka sa akong mata sa imong damgo?

sad ba akong mata?

4:26pm

Ryan

nope

happy..

well little eyebags

hahahha

basta happy ka don

4:27pm

Donnadelle

nice

4:27pm

Ryan

its like 3 or 4 years ago na hitsura nimo..

4:27pm

Donnadelle

hehe

4:27pm

ponstan 500

Tequila is good. naparami ako kagabi, di naman nalasing pero putafuck di ako hinahangover ng ganito. anong oras na? 3pm? tas ansakit pa rin ng ulo ko. nalalasahan ko pa din ang tanginang tequila. ang dry ng lalamunan ko, nakailang gallon na 'ko ng tubig. may drugs ata yung pakenangshet na tequila na yon.

emotion sickness.

CTRL-ALT-DELETE!

i. just. can't. quit. you.

911

Cab nko. w8. Rescue kita

kae 08-08-09 17:07

i was almost teary-eyed then. i was trying to explain why i had a couple of smokes. i just quit smoking and it is never easy. i used to smoke more than 2 packs a day... now i can manage NOT to smoke AT ALL for a full 24hours. it's just difficult for me when i drink and DON'T smoke (it kills me. makes me all nauseous)

anyway, i get it that i don't have to explain myself. i don't have to justify why i had to hide to have a couple of cigs. it's still wrong. no matter which angle you look at it. i knew your intentions were good. everything was for my own good. all i was asking for was understanding. going cold turkey is never easy. you did not have to judge me.

"what do you want us to do? congratulate you?"

i never quit smoking for anyone.

so, fuck you and thank you kae.

heartbreak hotel

Remembering
Yesterday at 11:36pm
(a repost from bff ice prudente)

I read an excerpt from this wonderful writer named Karen Kunawicz. Back then I was in 2nd year college and I remember the punch-in-the-gut feeling I got when I read it: "Destruction isn't always as noisy as bombs exploding. Sometimes the ultimate catastrophes are as quiet as a feather falling on the floor of a Zen monastery. No one else can really hear your heart breaking except you."

Even with the last sentence, I was able to get what she poignantly meant to express.

I copied the whole article from a site Google referred me to when I decided to look up the entirety of where this paragraph came after all these years. See http://pinoylit.webmanila.com/filipinowriters/kunawicz.htm

Here's a reading fit for a cold rainy night.

The Sound of One Heart Breaking

I still recall the taste of my tears
Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears
I just want something
I just want something I can never have.
--Nine Inch Nails
"Something I Can Never Have"

Habang
Napupunit nang dahan-dahan
Ang iyong papel na puso—
Tahimik na tahimik
Tila walang nangyayari.
--Rayvi Sunico
"Kung Paano Magpaalam"

I'm riding high on a deep depression
I'm only happy when it rains
--Garbage
"I'm Only Happy When It Rains"


EVER COME ACROSS this Zen koan that JD Salinger used in one of his books? You know the one that asks what's the sound of one hand clapping. I don't know the answer to that one. But ask me what’s the sound of one heart breaking and I might provide you with some answers.

This piece started out as a journal entry written early last year, it got reworked into a Times column. I’ve added a few things here and there and now it’s here back to back with another piece by Constantine (which I purposely put after this one so you won’t go away depressed). Welcome to the dark side of love.

[Note: This was published in the April 29, 1996 edition of Mirror Weekly. I won’t show Constantine’s article since I don’t have his permission. --PinoyLit]

* * *

What is the sound of a heart breaking?

It is the sound of someone curled up in a tiny ball crying softly in the night, the sound of the first unwanted teardrop touching your skin, it's the sound of a telephone that doesn't ring, the sound of regret pounding inside your brain with every heartbeat, it's the whispers of the toy animals he gave you.

It's the shuffling of feet walking away from you, the sound of your soul shattering into a million pieces at recognizing the word "goodbye," it’s the soundtrack of memories torturing you, it's the sound of feeble hands trying to push back the obstinate hands of time, it's the sound of a cherub's dying breath, the sound of all those years disappearing in the vortex of Cupid's kitchen sink, it's the unrelenting plaintive baby meows of an abandoned kitten outside an ignoring door.

It's the sound of the rain that doesn't ever stop, the sound of all the doors shutting and closing in your face at the same time, of raging, howling storms in the night when there's no one there to hold you, the sound of your voice as it screams back at you, the echo of "I love yous" burning holes in you, the sound your heart makes as it tells you to lie still because nothing you will ever do will matter without love.

The sound of the waves of the polluted beach you went to as it moves from the shore and crashes inside your mind, of the sniffles that make up your pathetic "SOS-to-the-world," the cracking of the brittle black-red petals from the sidewalk vendor roses he gave, the sound of the music he used to make going to your gut.

The sound of things in your room being thrown around and landing on the floor, the caress of kitchen knives on skin, the sound your throat makes as you swallow your saltiest tear.

It's the sound of your own voice calling out to someone who isn't there, of dying birds getting splattered on a city pavement, of terms of endearment used a hundred times a day struggling to crawl into a vacuum of forgetfulness, it's the sound of your own sobs keeping you company, it's the cold, uncaring stillness of the air you share your space with.

Destruction isn't always as noisy as bombs exploding. Sometimes the ultimate catastrophes are as quiet as a feather falling on the floor of a Zen monastery. No one else can really hear your heart breaking except you.

yellow.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,

I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow

So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow

I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry

Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you

she.

You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before, she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters?

She’s not perfect, you aren’t either, the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, admit to being human & making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can.

She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break; her heart.

So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze, and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.


-Robert Nesta Marley