searching for the inner voice…
Tuesday, December 19, 2006I’ve been wanting to update my blog for a very long time now but every time I start writing, it always ends up being saved as a draft. There was actually a time when words just came out naturally. I remember I would always have a pen and paper handy just so I’d have something where I can write my thoughts down with before I put them out into the open. But recently, it seems like all I have are bottled up voiceless thoughts finding a way to get out.
A very good friend of mine told me once, “In order to write, you have to find your voice. Your voice defines you both as a writer and as a person.” And for some weird reason, I can’t seem to find that voice. I have searched high and low and it feels like I’ve lost it and there’s no way of getting it back. But how does someone lose his/her voice? Is it even possible to actually lose it? Or could it be that one loses his/her voice as a result of losing one’s self? Well, frankly, I don’t know because once again, these are nothing more but mere thoughts…
So, will I ever find my voice? I pretty damn sure I will. As to when that will be, I can’t answer that just yet. But one thing’s for sure. When I do, I’ll scream out LOUD and PROUD and I won’t let anything or anyone shut me up or bring me down.
Love Is A Battlefield
Tuesday, December 5, 2006
Pat Benatar
Live From Earth
Written by: M. Chapman/H. Knight
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no on can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
You're beggin' me to go, you're makin' me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing you've had
Believe me, believe me, I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love and I'm chained to your side
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demads
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no once can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefiled
We're losing control
Will you turn me away or touch me deep inside
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same
There's no way this will die
But if we get much closer, I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, you'll need me to hold
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefiled
I’ll Never Fall In Love Again
Thursday, November 23, 2006What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.
What do you get when you kiss a guy?
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia.
After you do, he'll never phone you.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.
Don't tell me what is all about.
'Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you
What do you get when you fall in love?
You get enough tears to fill an ocean
That's what you get for your devotion.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.
What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow.
So, for at least until tomorrow,
I'll never fall in love again!
I'll never fall in love again!
ang mga makabagong bugtong
Monday, November 13, 2006Gone are the days of "buto't balat, lumilipad." And it's text messaging that opened the door to the age of modern riddles. Here’s some of them and let’s see if you can figure out who said which:
- “Wag kang magrereklamong pinaiyak kita dahil nauna mo kong sinaktan.”
- “Hindi lahat ng kulot ay salot!”
- “Hindi lahat ng bubuyog itim!”
- “Madalas kitang tingnan pero di mo ko pinapansin. Sinusundan pero ganon na lang kung dedmahin mo ko. Bakit? Dahil bas a hindi mo ko pagaari? Kaya nga ako lumalapit at hahabol-habol say o para angkinin mo na ko! Walang nagmamay-ari sa kin at sa’yo ko gusto!
- “Hala! Sige! Magpakasasa ka! Alam ko naman katawan ko lang ang habol nyo!”
- “Ayoko na! Bakit kapag nagmamahal ako nagagalit sila?!”
- “Napaka-saklap ng aking buhay! Ako na nga ang tinapakan, ako pa ang pinandidirihan…”
- “Kung panahon mo ngayon, abangan mo ang akin! Wag ka magyabang. Dadating din ang araw na ako naman ang mangingibabaw!”
- “Hindi lahat ng green, masustansiya.”
- “Nakakalungkot isipin na may mga tao talagang nang-iiwan sa ere…”
- “Wala siguro tayong matatawag na manhid na tao kung lahat tayokayang aminin ang totoong nararamdaman natin.”
- “Sige, magtiyaga ka lang! Makukuha mo rin ako!”
- “Kung walang nagte-text sayo, andito naman ako. I-text mo lang ako at Segundo lang, magre-reply na ko.”
- “Nakaka-sawa na! Lagi na lang akong sinusubo, dinidilaan, pinapatigas tapos ipinapasok!”
blah, blah, blah…
I don’t know what to make of the past few days. I feel like I’m so in the zone but the results proved otherwise. The results are in and sadly, it seems like I didn’t win. I feel like such a fool and I can’t seem to help myself out of the mock that I’ve thrown myself head first in. So have I lost myself in the sludge? Has the real me already sunk? Or is it I just simply refuse to move… at all?!


Meticulous to the bone paying attention to the nitty-gritty details of anything (or anyone) that piques his interest. He's terribly O.C. when he feels like it and other times he just leaves the mess as it is.



