Archive for March, 2006

2 down… 5 to go..

Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006

hehe… thats right folks!! its hellweek.. a 5-6  day ritual when teachers literaly open the gates of hell and unleash its power upon their helpless students.

Do teachers intend to this on purpose? they do…. why else would they schedule exams all on the same day…? hehe..

some individuals are fortunate.. like me.. hehe.. luckily i have just 7exams.. 3 of them today.. unlike a friend who is currently racking her brains out because of her record breaking 12 (major subject) exams in one week. hehe. think about it.. just having 7 exams makes me feeling warm and fuzzy compared to that…

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what i can do for you

Tuesday, March 14th, 2006

When you are sad –
I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who
made you sad.

When you are blue –
I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

When you smile –
I will know you finally got laid.

When you are scared –
I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

When you are worried –
I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you
quit whining.

When you are confused –
I will use little words.

When you are sick –
Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don’t want whatever
you have

When you fall –
I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.
This is my oath….. I pledge it to the end.

"Why?" you may ask;
"because you are my friend".

Friendship is like peeing in your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can
feel the true warmth….

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despair

Tuesday, March 7th, 2006

despair

her eyes are gray

her hair is straggly and wet

her fingers are stubby

the nails are chewed and broken

her teeth are crooked, jagged things

there is a vacancy in her gaze, a feeling of abscence when you are near her that is impossible to put into words

her sigil is the hook ring

one day her hook will catch your heart

describing her, we articulate what she is and why she is:

when hope is past she is there

she is a thousand thousand waiting rooms and empty streets, in gray concrete buildings and anonymous hotels.

she is on the other side of every mirror

when the eyes that look back at you know you too well, and no longer care for what they see,

they are here eyes

she stands and waits, and in her posture the pain no longer tells you to live, and in her presence joy is unimaginable

- Neil Gaiman

ala lang.. natuwa lang ako ^___^

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