daily letter (day 9)

Day 1 — Your Best Friend

Day 2 — Your Crush

Day 3 — Your parents

Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)

Day 5 — Your dreams

Day 6 — A stranger

Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush

Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend

Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet

Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to

Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to

Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain

Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you

Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from

Day 15 — The person you miss the most

Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country

Day 17 — Someone from your childhood

Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be

Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad

Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest

Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression

Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to

Day 23 — The last person you kissed

Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory

Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times

Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to

Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day

Day 28 — Someone that changed your life

Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to

Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

There are lots of people I wanna meet. But to become realistic, I will write a letter to 2 or so people I wanna see alive before I die.

Dear long lost Daddy,

You know why I wanna meet you right?

Dear Trissey,

You don't know me, but I love your fashion sense and I've been following your blogs (here and here). I also like your tandem. You look good together and I hope you're nice when I see you. I just want to have a picture or two with you.

Dear Cawi's crush,

You are incomparable. And I guess he is right that you are waaay too much for him. I don't know why. I admit I become jealous every time he mentions your name and how he expresses sweet sighs in front of me. I know you're cool and hopefully kind enough to disregard my rude remarks. Anyhoo, I still wanna meet you and become good friends. But having you as a friend might be bad idea so i think we're better off this way-- anonymous to each other. I follow your blog and makes me like you more. 

See you around,

angel :)

daily letter (day 8)

Day 1 — Your Best Friend

Day 2 — Your Crush

Day 3 — Your parents

Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)

Day 5 — Your dreams

Day 6 — A stranger

Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush

Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend

Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet

Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to

Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to

Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain

Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you

Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from

Day 15 — The person you miss the most

Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country

Day 17 — Someone from your childhood

Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be

Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad

Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest

Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression

Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to

Day 23 — The last person you kissed

Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory

Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times

Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to

Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day

Day 28 — Someone that changed your life

Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to

Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

Dear favorite internet friend,

I can't think of any person whom I can consider as my favorite internet friend, but you are the one boosting me up in Plurk. 

To Janely, 

Thanks for the insights you shared in your blogs. I am always amazed with the way you write. You are witty, straightforward and cruelly honest *now, don't hit me :)*

To my tumblr friends who followed me,

Thank you for making me feel overwhelmed. I know we share the same ideas and emotions. Thanks for reblogging my posts though it wasn't my work. But I know you reblogged it because we feel the same way. We adore cute stuffs, we are in love, we are hurt, we are simply happy. Just by following me, you make me feel I exist in the cyber world.

cyber hugs and kisses,

alegnaxc

daily letter (day 5)

Day 1 — Your Best Friend

Day 2 — Your Crush

Day 3 — Your parents

Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)

Day 5 — Your dreams

Day 6 — A stranger

Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush

Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend

Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet

Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to

Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to

Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain

Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you

Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from

Day 15 — The person you miss the most

Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country

Day 17 — Someone from your childhood

Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be

Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad

Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest

Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression

Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to

Day 23 — The last person you kissed

Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory

Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times

Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to

Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day

Day 28 — Someone that changed your life

Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to

Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

Dear Dreams,

You sometimes scare me at night making me wish I don't wanna go back to sleep again. But then I need you to free myself from fears I imagined in the real world. There are times that you make me hungry making me wish you are for real. And there are times that you make me "kilig" especially when Hollywood celebrities visit me and my Cawi snuggle me making me wish I could sleep forever with a dream like that. 

But my dear dream, you know how much I wanted to become my dream role in society. I know this sounds silly, but I really wanted to become a CELEBRITY! I wanna hang-out with the public figures, getting sponsors from and/

or become one of the model of 

 famous clothing lines, receive projects and getting paid for my talent, endorse products, being taken care of the prominent stylists and dermatologists. And then, I can help, not only to my family, but also to those poverty-stricken people.

I know this sounds too much. But there's no harm in dreaming, right? It's just a dream. But there is still a 50-50 chance that this might come true. Yes, it does. Because Cawi was once a dream before we met. He came into reality and I love him and still loving him because he's for real.

Oh well, I guess I'll just have to keep on dreaming.

Goodnight,

Angel

thrilled!

 

it's from here

My Ninang sent me a mail via facebook.com. I was thrilled when I read that she and her husband bought a surprise graduation gift for me. I am ÜBER excited to know what it is. And now that the graduation date is drawing nearer {April 16, 2010, that is}, I already have my drive to finish all the requirements needed to graduate. Who doesn't? Good luck to me.... Good luck to all to-be-graduates of 2010! ♥

chopsticks

 

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One thing I love about using chopsticks is that...

I can eat less rice...

Or nothing at all! haha!

Since today is Kung Hei Fat Choi,

I'm eating with.... you guessed it. 

CHOPSTICKS!

This is now my favorite spoon and fork ♥

p.s.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!

i am a follower of my own blog

I'm just checking what would be the result if I follow my own blog?
Silly me, eh?

But at least now, I know :)

my kind of perfect relationship ♥

photo from here

do you know what makes relationship perfect?

~a lover's quarrel that can be resolved within a day.

yeah... i found our relationship perfect because it has flaws in it.

you can't say a relationship is perfect because they don't fight.

lovers have to fight over something sometimes.

what's important is that they have to resolve it before the day ends....

sweet treat: after you reconcile, have an ice cream! ♥

freakin' idea

i was so itching to write something so i get my favorite pen and my notebook from last sem (i just love notebooks and writing on the unwritten pages)...

i thought of writing a poem- i just couldn't think of anyone for inspiration.
i thought of an essay- nope! i'm not good at it. and i don't know how to start it.
i thought of an opinion- still nothing to be discriminated
and so i thought of a short story- great! i just have to think of the characters' names and the situation and... and... and... sheeesh! no good.

so i started to write something in English. i wrote whatever came in to my mind disregarding the grammar. then i started to write the dialogue part. i was having a hard time to determine who-said-what-to-who...

so i translated it to tagalog.

it's my first time to make a story in tagalog.

mas maiintindihan na ng mga nagbabasa ang mga sinusulat ko -.- lalo na mga pinsan ko.

so my freakin' idea is...

i'll make a freakin' tagalog pocket book.

hahaha...

(gosh! i never thought i could think of such an idea just because i want to write)

i miss...

the [ex] clarion staff who just graduated...PAPA AL...being 17 years old...being the pain-in-the-ass to my classmates...being bully to my siblings(but i didn't say i'm miss good girl already)...the playground in our school when i was in kinder...the Marina Azul...the dance troupe club which made me slimmer for a month...being single [but i love how happy i am with him]...ma'am donna for the making her English subject the most loved period in the afternoon cuz of the movies we watched in the speech lab...W.i.t.c._.e.s. together (i am 'h')...my 3310 cp...meteor garden and F4...my p.e. uniform in high school...chinese garter and limborock...my childhood friends in gensan...my bra-less get-ups in elementary...being well-known in a small populated campus...dance revo and [old-skool] playstation...walkmans...being one of the top ten outstanding students...my drawing skills...joining talent auditions...my never-been-kissed lips...being such a spoiled brat...typewiters...collecting and bartering stationeries...EVERYTHING I MISS!

Deliverance

"a kiss: sometimes you would never expect who'll give it to you next."

Sometimes, not all holidays started with a sweet hello. Regrets and miserable mistakes may win the finish line before the summer has started. I never thought you could be the one who'll bring me in this kind of desolation. However, I'm in between satisfaction and heartache; loyalty and infidelity; fantasy and misery; pride or forget it. I don't know which one to choose.

We imbibed the bitterness of liquor down our throat until you faltered and left the table for good. I was a bit giddy and tried to escape the suffocation from the smoke of cigarettes. I searched for the breeze of the sea. There, I found peace. I feel isolated and alone; it’s what I wanted- be alone. My toes combed the sand of the shore and tickled me for a relief. I wandered my eyes for light. And there beneath the lamp post, I saw you leaning on it, like a drunkard held by a sober barman. You slowly slid your back downward until your butt hit the ground softly. Your melancholic atmosphere lured me to come closer to you. Hesitant, I still drew myself nearer. I heard you whimpered; not so typical of you. You shot a stare at me looking mad and about to attack. I was surprised as I turned my back and tried to walk away when I heard you called my name. I never thought you would still remember me despite of your intoxication. I can see the tears glimmer and obviously making your eyes blur. I can feel the immensity of the emotion around you.

We were standing under the perfect sphere of pale moonlight. The waves were crashing the shore gently and the cool breeze was sweeping my hair out of my face as it wiped your tears to dry. There was a silent pause; but it's never dull. The chill was creeping down my spine as the distance between us grew shorter. It was unusual. The feeling's unusual; somewhat new to me. I could never imagine myself in a spot where there's only you and me. We haven't been alone for a minute; neither stared at each other for a long time. We don't even bothered to talk about anything. And now I'm stuck, and seemingly unable to move, in front of you.

“Why not me?” That mumbled question coming from your mouth left me immobile in an instant. And before I knew it, I have tasted the liquor on your tongue and the warmth of air we shared on that stolen moment. And for that hasty bliss, I forgot the one who held my heart. The one who trusted me; the one who kept his faith in me; the one I told I would love him until my last breath; the one who used to be the friend of this one who made my eyes closed for a moment.

At the end of the day, bashful smiles traced the guilt on our faces. A bleak memory of a good amity started the fete of vacation for the two incompatible hearts that cannot be matched at their crooked cranny lines.

more...more...

i want more!!! the last time Cawi gave me flowers was on my birthday. it's his first time to give flowers and my first time to receive such from my boo... weee... i'm so happy, even though it's pink. (ok, so i'm not really a pink-hater. i would only love pink if someone special gave it to me).
i hope this coming 11th of April, our 19th monthsaree... i want 19 roses... i don't care about the color, as long as they're roses, fragrant, NOT PLASTIC, and handed by you...

she's coming clean

"no matter how virgin her moves are, she remains what she always is"

she is such a bitch. i loathe her for now. well, i always do but she's my friend and i also care for her. i sometimes get bossy... err, most of the time, i mean. that may be the reason why we don't get along sometimes. i just hate how her narrow mind thinks. laughs at the most senseless stuff. let's say his crush went inside the CR, she laughs. how pathetic.

bitch, can you just get hold of yourself. you come to us to seek for help and you don't listen. no doubt why others sometimes make fun of you, including me (^.^). you don't know what you're doing nor thinking. it would always be useless if you won't listen to our opinions. it would help you though.

but as of now, i loathe
loathing,loathing,loathing,loathing,loathing,loathing,loathing,loathing......

pink-hater

damned pink-colored ink
a shade of my enemy
her lips of lies
and cheeks of Judas' kiss
no one can be trusted
they are just a bunch of
wilted pink roses
offered to Charon.

a priceless Prada in a shade
of the lightest red
carried by hand, by shoulder
or by the back
guarded by thief walking in
the brightest streets of the city
really, you can't trust no one.

pink, the desire for love
never forgets the desire for lust
a cherry-scented latex
for a cherry pop
ripped in the middle of your core
and after 270 days,
hear the cry of the sweetest
fruit from a cherry popped
still, you can't trust someone who
has taken you for granted.

Pink.
a stained purity of white
with the blood of red
from the innocent father
a mourning fatherless family
the loss of the one who was
wrapped in a white blanket
drenched in his reddest
erythrocytes.
a powerless individual
losed his fight for his right
now you can't really trust
those who promised you life
of a better living

there is no real happiness
no real love,
nothing's real in
pink.

right-est thing to do...

is to save my poems in this blog...
is to remember my username (moron!)
is to think straighter
is to study psychia
is to remain in my sanity despite of the "adncfhuioheruf" skeds.
is to sleep after this...

gudnytie!!!

Ignoring

i used to ignore this feeling
believing it's all in my head
you gave me something
that made me doubt me in keeping it.
you had me faltered
we were quixotically engaged
i'm running in circles
looking for an escape
i can't help myself from missing you
though you caused me pain
all my aches and screams turned to sigh
and all my laughter stopped as i began to cry
how i wish forgetting you
is as easy as how you entered my life.

By Means Of/ Nothing

i've been thinking about my life with or without you.
i've been sorting myself where would i be with or without you.
i've been reviewing my life since the day i'm with and without you.
i've been living my life with and without you.
i've been happy every time i'm with or without you.
i've been crying since the day i'm with and without you.
i've been losing my sleep since the day i'm with or without you.
i've been driving myself insane when i'm with or without you.
i've been dying since my life is living with or without you.
but if the life i live makes no sense whether i'm with or without you,
then i'd rather choose to live my life with you.

i'm sooo bored

im just bored.
that's all.
thanks for reading this piece of something.
it's just a random thought...
a flight of idea...

=)