Here are the things I got from the books I have read…
Since the time I read “Solitaire Mystery” by Jostein Gaarder…I started collecting JOKER cards… and right now… I have about 200 of them ranging from Casino Filipino to even the cheapest cards found in ”bangketa”…
I have read Judith Mcnaught’s “Something Wonderful” and I instantly found a linking to Philosophy… England and its peerage.
The “Tao of Pooh” by Benjamin Hoff is my favorite… because I always want to see things in simpler perspective… and the simplicity of Pooh’s views in life is so gratifying I can’t even think if it has boundaries… it shouldn’t have…
“The Prince”by Machiavelli changed my perspective in many things… I am able to understand my boyfriend in his treatment with his nephews… I envy him… because I never had the love and fear of my nephew and nieces… I only had the love… not the fear… perhaps I’m not a fearsome person… hahaha!
I love justice depicted in the book “The Count of Monte Cristo” by Alexander Dumas, I would like to have that justice in eveything else… (very naive of me). My friend Vanessa Manalang is so die-hard of this book I was inspired to read it. I love the book somuch more than the movie… because in the book… the hardship… the pain… and the sweetness of justice… was plain… no embellishment… and no Jim Caviesel to distract you… =)
I’d like to thank my Raymundo Girls family in making me a somewhat “wants to read” person… I did not know what books could do ’till then… and now… after a decade… I am still searching for many great reads… wonderful stories and a whole a lot of lessons in each and everyone of these books…
Thank you.
Hi froggy… how’s life… I read your letter again… that ones we exchanged when we were in college… I never thought that a boy and girl could have that friendship… I miss your friendship somehow…
I hadn’t thought about you for a long time… but when I do… Memories came pouring in… I can’t stop it… you being a gentleman to all of us when we were in HS… even you approval of my one and only… Anthony thinks highly of you… maybe because I’m blabbering again about you…
I maybe the Dual Core girl… and you maybe the Pentium 4 girl… I don’t think it has any bearing… we are still the best of friends… You still have my loyalty… not Mady’s… not Anthony’s….
Time will come that you will surpass my expertise… my knowledge… my love for books… and my passion for all things… let it come then… hehehe…
Miss ko kaw lalo na wala kaw sa opis… love ko kaw… at si Kuya Mike… ingatz. Pagaling ka.
Thank you. Everytime I watch the movie “City of Angels”… I know a part of me would always be drawn to you… it doesn’t matter what I want now… but it matters what you want… and that is her…
You know who you are… the girl who sleeps with butterflies… I miss you… Dennis misses you… I believe we all miss you… lalo na ako.
Because… you are the only one… with except to Yna… that I know I could talk to… and I know that when we talk about things… It makes sense…
So to you… please don’t stop sleeping with butterflies… God knows the world is in need of girls like us… ready to take on the cynics… ready to gamble our happiness and ready to fight for the friendship that we have…
4 years… I’ll be four years here… I looked into my work for the past years and all I could get from it is PRIDE and HORROR. The texts were so big… the line weights were thick… and my sections ranged from 1/2″ and 3/4″. Wow. A lot has changed… but I said to myself “I’m here to stay I suppose”… because I still have much to learn… and MASTERY is what should all of us strive for…
I’ll wait a while… until I can’t find joy in detailing anymore… until the bars, the bends and the Shear97 is no longer appealing… until then… I’m here… and will always be here…
Crack the Shutters
You cool your bed-warm hands down on the broken radiator,
And when you lay them freezing on me, I mumble “can you wake me later?”
But I don’t really want you to stop and you know it so it doesn’t stop you
And run your hands from my neck to my chest
Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cuz’ the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you
It’s been minutes, it’s been days, it’s been all I will remember
Happy lost in your hair and the cold side of the pillow
Your hills and valleys are mapped by my intrepid fingers
And in a naked slumber, I dream all this again
Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cuz’ the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you
Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cuz’ the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you
I MISS YOU…
YOU THINK THAT AFTER ALMOST 4 YEARS I COULD GET OVER THE FEELING OF HAVING BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH… OR I COULD GET PAST YOUR SILLY JOKES… OR EVEN REFRAIN TO SMILE WHEN I’M THINKING ABOUT YOU.
I COULDN’T… AND I STAND CORRECTED…
WE MAYBE WRONG FROM THE START… BUT I BELIEVE THAT AFTER YEARS OF BEING TOGETHER… SOMEHOW… IT’S RIGHT. WE FIT.
SO TO YOU… I LOVE YOU.
You’re smart, but you see the situation in a whole new i-don’t-know-if-you-get-it kinda way… Why don’t you read it again…
And then maybe when you do get it… you can have your point of view and shove it up your *ss.
Oppsss…. bad girl.
When I think of Sum 41’s song “With You”… The Gossip Girl scene where Blair surrendered to Chuck… It was… Perfect.
