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bagong trip, for now.

posted for legal reasons ^_^

i’m just dumping this here from my myspace (like omg, like i have a myspace, like) because this is my online archive and that’s what you do with one. i liked it, he liked it, so i’m keeping it here til i get around to editing it^_^

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A[nother] Poem

(that Means but doesn’t Say, what the Other one had Said)

These small hands have cried for years.

Now quiet hands,

These hands, they only reach for you.

Little useless hands,

When the music heard and danced,

Is a song I never dreamed to play.

In the quiet cold of morning,

Or the weakening heat of night and day,

Everything is, will be, all right.

Because you are my poetry.

More lovely than ‘cellar door’,

You, the butterfly garden,

The faerie forest clearing of my mind.

Where joy is kept always,

And the candy-flavored palette

And passion-vivid hues of which,

Flooded this existing life now lived.

Painted beautiful, by your winter eyes

In the sun, of summer lips,

As gentle as by candlelight.

Now tell me,

What use have these tiny, silent hands of mine,

Than to receive and keep, and give, in turn,

The only true gift worth giving.

For then maybe, someday these old calloused hands

Can touch you, as my heart has always felt and known you.

And then maybe, the world will let me hold you,

(for what is the world, but you and i)

(for all the world shall break, but you and i)

And just maybe then, when it decides to end,

I will, hold you.

As you have me, every part, every me.

And it will be,

As it should, you and i

Together, always

Always, forever.

FWUFFY KITTY!

“ok, so,
there were these kittens mewling outside my window last night right..”

“right”

“I know,
right?”

“oh, then
what?”

“what do
you mean ‘then what’?”

“that’s it,
the kittens were mewling?”

“well yeah,
what do you want from them, they’re just kittens.”

“hmm,
right.”

“I know,
right?”

“so, does
this have a point?”

“not
really.”

“k, I’d
totally love to have something cute and fluffy right about now. And mewly,
definitely mewly.”

“like a
kitten?"

"right"

"riiight."

"i KNOW, right?"

(this conversation went and bounced around my head for a few hours. i think i tuned one of the channels of mind wrong before i went to sleep last night, i have to look into that)

A few shirt designs that failed to launch that i also got lazy with. The first two are kinda blah, the last one actually inspired me to start a coffee-fueled single-panel uber-geeky comic(which,if you "got" this one, pretty much features a weird-looking elementary particle. don’t ask me which one i just think this lil guy’s kinda cute if i do say so myself), a lot of which i’ve already doodled on the back of the only notebook i used last year anyway. of course i got lazy with that idea too, but hey, i’m posting these so i might actually do that sometime.

…or "think". whichever.

it’s supposed to say "i’m a physicist, don’t argue" at the back. trust me, not my shirt idea, i just made the thingy. which wasn’t used of course because people don’t like messy, well i like messy.

ok,EPIC FAIL uploading the last two pictures on this post. geez
friendster, i only post here like totally sporadically, you could at
least work when i do. blah. just blah. ok, whatev, i give, it’s up on
my public pics, you bite big wind mr. image uploader tool thingy. yes,
you.

i love you.

ineffective threat idea #1:

"You’re like a booger to me, useful but disgusting; and if you get too big, i’ll have to take you out…"

(lol,kill me,i actually amuse myself >^____^<)

I dreamt of you again last night

A novel picture, same old frame

Then waking burns all but the lie

Inamorata

Never better

Gone insane

Love

Dancing on a whim

Like a redundant analogy

Of nothing

And everything in between

Her story

My story

All unique

All the same

I remember

The subtle stenches

Of your words

The circumstances

Of my self-inflicted trance

Into the world

Your eyes had promised me

Your outstretched hand

The shallow shadow of your smile

A fatal dance

A headlong lunge

Into my macerated

Memory

When he loved me

The world was a funny shade of grey

A particular periwinkle-tinted hue

Of faded expectations

My fragile ground resonated

From the frigid echoes

Of your compulsory kisses

You promised me you wouldn’t forget

No need to remember

Just never forget

That I love you

And you loved me

Because I will not remember

I don’t want the regrets

For just a little while

For just a very little while

You won’t even notice

When I’m gone

I dreamt of you again last night

A novel picture, same old frame

Then waking burns all but the lie

In my dream,

You knew my name

//it’s been months since i wrote this, i haven’t done anything to it since. it always feels like it lacks something. guess i’ll never finish it now.hai, c’est la vie^_^

oh my, my mother thinks i’m "uncannily" like this jaundice guy with a blog on tabulas. dost scholar,kalayaan,UP,parents were MSU-ans, dad listens to james taylor and simon and garfunkel…gee,like i can’t name a hundred or so other people just like that. she thinks i have tons in common with a guy who failed math 53; whines incessantly about feeling stupid, ugly, alone and unloved; whines about his lovelife, or the lack thereof; and said "vain,aesthetic purposes"…bah.do i sound insulted? that’s because i am.

(oh my,i rode an mrt all by myself for the first time last july 31, and i did it 5 times that day. um,mostly coz i did something really stupid… but i lived,so…yay. and i went to the-hell-that-is-bicutan all by myself at 8:30 am, which means i actually woke up at 7,yay. pasay,taguig,ortigas,etc. all in one day. yay.)

oh my,strange things are happening…i mean,duh,i’m HOME. in iligan. i’m sitting on my bed right now typing this out. it’s so surreal…well anyway, i’m leaving tomorrow. sucks. gotta wake up from weird dreams like this sometime,i guess. i have a program to code, official letters to type out, a plant to re-re-re-resurrect, an academic life to resuscitate…meh, i don’t wanna go back! T_T
can’t i just pierce pre-adolescent ears at niknaks? please?

oh my…the granado servers won’t be up until tomorrow. how on earth will i pass the time? oh i know, i’ll go percolate! oh my…