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2006-01-11T17:47:00.000+08:00

It's been a while since I've done a post. So, for the heck of it, I'll post :). This is a poem that I made yesterday, I hope you (whoever is reading) like it :).

I, the melancholic, shall drown myself with my own endless sorrows,
Until I can no longer withstand the stark comments that my own comrades blurt out because of their own insensitivity.
All this because of my own blindness and overconfidence.
And because of my own ego, I am forced to endure endless pools of sorrow that only I can stop but I am forced to continue.
I am a melancholic charater off my own accord and on my own selfishness because I am too proud to admit that I am as shallow as any other puddle found on any other street.

Beware of Darkness

2005-05-27T21:54:00.000+08:00

Watch out now, take care
Beware of falling swingers
Dropping all around you
The pain that often mingles
In your fingertips
Beware of darkness

Watch out now, take care
Beware of the thoughts that linger
Winding up inside your head
The hopelessness around you
In the dead of night

Beware of sadness
It can hit you
It can hurt you
Make you sore and what is more
That is not what you are here for

Watch out now, take care
Beware of soft shoe shufflers
Dancing down the sidewalks
As each unconscious sufferer
Wanders aimlessly
Beware of maya

Watch out now, take care
Beware of greedy leaders
They take you where you should not go
While weeping atlas cedars
They just want to grow, grow and grow
Beware of darkness

Ghost Song

2005-03-04T21:16:00.000+08:00

Ghost Song
by Jim Morrison

Awake
Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one
Choose the day
And choose the sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing you see

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy

The music and voices are all around us
Choose, they moon, the ancient ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up and dances

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Eleanor Rigby

2004-11-30T20:48:00.000+08:00

Eleanor Rigby
by the Beatles

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window, wearing a face she keeps in a jar by the door,
Who is it for?

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie, writing the words of a sermon that no-one will hear,
No-one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there’s nobody there,
What does he care?

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name.
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave.
No-one was saved.

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

The Great Beyond

2004-11-22T19:55:00.000+08:00

The Great Beyond
by R.E.M.

I ve watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
All the sights that I have seen
I can t believe that I believed I wishedThat you could see
There s a new planet in the solar system
There is nothing up my sleeve

I m pushing an elephant up the stairs
I m tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground

And all this talk of time
Talk is fine
And I don t want to stay around
Why can t we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Being here with wings on our feet

I m pushing an elephant up the stairs
I m tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground

I m breaking through
I m bending spoons
I m keeping flowers in full bloom
I m looking for answers from the great beyond

I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
Sweetest dreams of you
Look into the stars
Look into the moon

I m pushing an elephant up the stairs
I m tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground

I m breaking through
I m bending spoons
I m keeping flowers in full bloom
I m looking for answers from the great beyond

I m breaking through
I m bending spoons
I m keeping flowers in full bloom
I m looking for answers from the great

I m breaking through
I m bending spoons
I m keeping flowers in full bloom
I m looking for answers from the great beyond

I m breaking through
I m bending spoons
I m keeping flowers in full bloom
I m looking for answers from the great

All Those Years Ago

2004-11-15T21:05:00.000+08:00

All Those Years Ago
by George Harrison

I’m shouting all about love
While they treated you like a dog
When you were the one who had made it
So clear
All those years ago.

I’m talking all about how to give
They don’t act with much honesty
But you point the way to the truth when you say
All you need is love.

Living with good and bad
I always look up to you
Now we’re left cold and sad
By someone the devil’s best friend
Someone who offended all.

We’re living in a bad dream
They’ve forgotten all about mankind
And you were the one they backed up to
The wall
All those years ago
You were the one who imagined it all
All those years ago.

Deep in the darkest night
I send out a prayer to you
Now in the world of light
Where the spirit free of the lies
And all else that we despised.

They’ve forgotten all about god
He’s the only reason we exist
Yet you were the one that they said was
So weird
All those years ago
You said it all though not many had ears
All those years ago
You had control of our smiles and our tears
All those years ago

Only A Northern Song

2004-11-04T23:08:00.000+08:00

Only a Northern Song
by the Beatles

If you're listening to this song
You may think the chords are going wrong
But they're not
We just wrote it like that.

When you're listening late at night
You may think the band are not quite right
But they are, they just play it like that

It doesn't really matter what chords I play
What words I say or time of day it is
As it's only a Northern song

It doesn't really matter what clothes I wear
Or how I fare or if my hair is brown
When it's only a Northern song.

If you think the harmony
Is a little dark and out of key
You're correct, there's nobody there.

And I told you there's no one there.

Riders on the Storm

2004-11-02T23:03:00.000+08:00

Riders on the Storm
by the Doors

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

There’s a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin’ like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah

Wow!

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm

Within You, Without You

2004-10-31T21:47:00.000+08:00

Within You, Without You
by the Beatles

We were talking-about the space between us all
And the people-who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion
Never glimpse the truth-then it's far too late-when they pass away.
We were talking-about the love we all could share-when we find it
To try our best to hold it there-with our love
With our love-we could save the world-if they only knew.
Try to realise it's all within yourself
No-one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small,
And life flows within you and without you.
We were talking-about the love that's gone so cold and the people,
Who gain the world and lose their soul-
They don't know-they can't see-are you one of them?
When you've seen beyond yourself-then you may find, peace of mind,
Is waiting there-
And the time will come when you see
we're all one, and life flows on within you and without you.

First of the Gang to Die

2004-10-20T20:18:00.000+08:00

First of the Gang to Die
by Morrissey

You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the stars,
reflect in the resevoirs

And you have never been in love,
Until you've seen the dawn rise,
behind the home for the blind

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.
Where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die.

You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the sunlight thrown
over smashed human bones

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and a bullet in his gullet
the first last lad to go under the sod.

And he stole from the rich and the poor
and the not-very-rich and the very poor
and he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

2004-10-18T21:18:00.000+08:00

(hahahahaha, o ano arf, yan na yung LSD)
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
by the Beatles

Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she’s gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmellow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you’re gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds,
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstyle,
The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes.

Nowhere Man

2004-10-13T21:40:00.000+08:00

Nowhere Man
by the Beatles

He’s a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.

Doesn’t kave a point of view,
Knows not where he’s going to,
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere man, please listen,
You don’t know what you’re missing,
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.

He’s as blind as he can be,
Just sees what he wants to see,
Nowhere man can you see me at all?
Doesn’t kave a point of view,
Knows not where he’s going to,
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere man, don’t worry,
Take your time, don’t hurry,
Leave it all till somebody else
Lend you a hand.

He’s a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

2004-10-07T22:58:00.000+08:00

No.. it's not the song by George Harrison but is what came to my mind when I opened my giutar case yesterday. I was in the bus on Wednesday, then our busdriver opened the back door of our bus. All of a sudden, I heard a big thump... I look around and see the expression on my bus drivers face and I was about to laugh, I didn't bother to care about my guitar on the moment. We reached home and I heard the big thump again. But I still didn't mind it, I just went inside my house. While I was in m room, I decided to play the guitar... then I was surprised to see a big hole on the side of my guitar. I was just staring at it, saying to myself... well... I'll just let you know I was cursing. I just couldn't believe it. I learned how to play on that guitar and just seeing that huge hole was just heart-breaking. Oh well... All I could say is that I'll miss my guitar. :(

A Day in the Life

2004-10-01T20:55:00.000+08:00

A Day in the Life
by the Beatles

I read the news today oh, boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh and
I saw the photograph

He blew his mind out in a car
He didn’t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They’d seen his face before,
Nobody was really sure if he was from the house of lords.

I saw a film today oh, boy
The english army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had a look
Having read the book,
I’d love to turn you on...

Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
And looking up I noticed I was late.

Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream

Ah

I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in blackburn, lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all,
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the albert hall.
I’d love to turn you on...

When I'm Sixty-Four

2004-09-27T22:19:00.000+08:00

Guess what... kanta nanaman! hahahahahahahaha

When I'm Sixty-Four
by The Beatles

When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
You'll be older too,
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
Every summer we can rent a cottage,
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera Chuck & Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.

Someday

2004-09-14T22:11:00.000+08:00

Someday
by The Strokes

In many ways they'll miss the good old days
Someday, someday
Yeah it hurts to say but I want you to stay
Sometimes, sometimes
When we was young oh man did we have fun
Always, always
Promises they break before they're made
Sometimes, sometimes

Oh, my ex says i'm lacking in depth
I will do my best
You say you wanna stay by my side
Darling your head's not right
I see alone we stand together we fall apart
Yeah, I think I'll be alright
I'm working so I won't have to try so hard
Tables they turn sometimes.
Oh someday.
I ain't wasting no more time.

Trying, trying.

And now my fears, they come to me in threes
So I, sometimes
They fade my friend, you say the strangest things
I find, sometimes

Oh, my ex says i'm lacking in depth
Say I will try my best
You say you wanna stay by my side
Darling your head's not right
I see alone we stand together we fall apart
Yeah, I think I'll be alright
I'm working so I won't have to try so hard
Tables they turn sometimes.
Oh someday

I ain't wasting no more time

Maybe I'm Amazed

2004-09-11T20:21:00.000+08:00

(kanta nanaman)
Maybe I'm Amazed
by Paul McCartney

Maybe I'm Amazed
at the way you love me all the time.
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you
Maybe I'm Amazed at the way
you pull me out of time
You hung me on the line
Maybe I'm amazed at the way
I really need you

Maybe I'm a man
Maybe I'm a lonely man
who's in the middle of something
that he doesn't really understand.

Maybe I'm a man
Maybe you're the only woman
who could ever help me.
Baby, won't you help me to understand

Maybe I'm a lonely man
whose in the middle of something
that he doesn't really understand
Maybe I'm a man,
maybe you're the only woman who could
ever help me
Maybe, won't you help me to understand?

Maybe I'm amazed at the
way you're with me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I leave you
Maybe I'm amazed at the
way you help me sing my song,
right me when I'm wrong
Maybe I'm amazed at the
way I really need you

Tiny Dancer

2004-09-02T21:43:00.000+08:00

Tiny Dancer
by Elton John

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in mine, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Strawberry Fields Forever

2004-08-30T21:20:00.000+08:00

This song has been stuck in my head for weeks, I finally decided to post it. I first heard when I was I think 5, my dad played it on the car when we'd go out for a drive. Hope you enjoy...

Strawberry Fields Forever
by The Beatles

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think it's not too bad.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.

10th Post

2004-08-19T19:17:00.000+08:00

I have a lot on my mind lately... I always tend to get frustrated. My test scores reached an all-time low, I failed 2 filipino tests in a row and my grades always seem to be just mediocre. Lack of sleep and constant fights with my little brother, it just keeps on going... and I think my head is gonna explode. Well, atleast it's Thursday, another day of school then I get my 10 hours or so of sleep... but then there's the T.H.E. project.

I've been frequently listening to The Cure since Monday. I've heard the band before, but now that I'm listening to their music more, I sometimes go on a trance. I'm just sitting there, listening to their music, staring blankly into space and not minding anything else. Their unlike any band I've heard before. The lyrics, the guitar riffs and solos, the drum beat, the bass guitar and the keyboards. It sends chills to my spine (espescially in the song "Just Like Heaven").

It's just not the same. I'd look where you are, but you're not there. It makes me feel empty, knowing you're nowhere near me. I long for the moment when your eyes meet mine, then I know everything is great again. I miss you.

Just Like Heaven
by The Cure

"Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream" she said
"The one that makes me laugh" she said
And threw her arms around my neck
"Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you"

Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make her glow
"Why are you so far away?" she said
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you
That I'm in love with you"

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You're just like a dream

Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven

She's Always A Woman

2004-08-07T17:50:00.000+08:00

She's Always a Woman
by Billy Joel

She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes,
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies,
And she only reveals what she wants you to see.
She hides like a child but she's always a woman to me.

She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you,
She can ask for the truth but she'll never believe you,
And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free,
Yeah she steals like a thief but she's always a woman to me.

Oh, she takes care of herself, she can wait if she wants,
She's ahead of her time.
Oh, and she never gives out and she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

And she'll promise you more than the garden of Eden
then she'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding,
But she brings out the best and the worst you can be.
Blame it all on yourself cause she's always a woman to me.

Oh, she takes care of herself, she can wait if she wants,
She's ahead of her time.
Oh, and she never gives out and she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

She is frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel,
She can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool,
But she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree,
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me.

Eight Post

2004-07-30T20:55:00.000+08:00

I've been wanting to learn how to play the piano recently. It's just that, it produces such beautiful sounds that it's just bliss to the ears. My grandmother taught me how to play it when I was 5 or 6, but I decided not to continue it. Now I'm regreting that decision. Wouldn't you wish that you could just turn back time and correct your mistakes? ... I would.

I've been lacking sleep recently. Mainly because of stubborness and laziness. I could do my homework immediately after I come home from school, instead, I just bum around... even though I've got tons of homework to do. Cramming has just grown on me ever since the first day of school. I could do my homework right away, I know I'm perfectly capable of doing it... it's just that I'm too stubborn to do just that.

I'm a very lazy person, sometimes I'm even too lazy to go to sleep(weird right)... to get ready for sleep actually. For atleast 30 minutes, I'm just on my bed lying down... when I could have that 30 minutes for sleep, instead I just lie down. Sometimes I'm not even thinking while just lying down, just staring blankly into space as if I have no feelings, like an inanimate object. I want to get rid of it, but I just got used to doing it. It's one of my bad habits that I want to get rid of, especially cramming.

That's my eight post so far, I hope whoever is reading didn't find it weird, I was just thinking of things to post so I'm sorry if you didn't like it...

Stairway to Heaven

2004-07-30T20:31:00.000+08:00

Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

Ever Had That Feeling........

2004-07-29T17:47:00.000+08:00

Ever had that feeling that something wrong is bound to happen? Or that feeling you get when you're waiting anxiously to happen, when it's so close you can taste it? Ever had the feeling of rejection? Acceptance? Joy? Sadness? Fear? Anger? All these feelings all make us feel differently somehow. Some hate to be rejected while others are used to it. You know what I'm talking about. Feelings sometimes hurt. Sometimes it's a good feeling. But there's this feeling that outshines all of these feelings... It's being with you. It's irreplacable. I can never get tired of being with you. You make me feel special. You're an angel here on earth. You're a blessing. I can never trade the feeling of being with you for any other feeling. And I know that this feeling within me is true.

I love you Angeline.

I Wanna Hold Your Hand by the Beatles

2004-07-28T22:09:00.000+08:00

Wala akong maisip na ipost ngayon, kaya kanta na lang.

I Wanna Hold Your Hand by the Beatles

Oh I'll tell you something, I think you'll understand.
when I say that something, I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand, I wanna hold your hand

o please say to me, you'll let me be your man.
and please say to me, you'll let me hold your hand,

now let me hold your hand, I wanna hold your hand

And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love,
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide

Yeah you got that something, I think you'll understand
When i say that something, I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand, I wanna hold your hand

And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide

Yeah you got that something, I think you'll understand
When I feel that something, I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand, I wanna hold your hand

Dust In the Wind

2004-07-26T19:06:00.000+08:00

Dust in the Wind by Kansas

I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

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Isn't it interesting? One moment were just brought into this world by our parents, the next thing that happens is that everybody you love will die one by one... including yourself. Death is a strange thing. Why do we have to die? What is the purpose of all this? Is it all just a state of mind? Are we all not just some illusion or fantasy thought up by someone? In some way though, we are all like dust in the wind. Were here right now, then the next were gone. All these questions may have an answer, answers that we may never know. Death is a mystery. One thing is certain though... we will all go through it.

Third Post, Just Like Any Other Post

2004-07-24T17:22:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, Arf told me that he had a brown slip because he failed an English quiz. That had me worried about myself. I know I failed a quiz in CL but I don't want my parents to be aware that my grades are slipping these past few weeks. The reasons is because I don't want my parents to take away the perks that I have during weekdays like getting to watch TV. Recently, my mind is on guitar tabs and and a game called Dynasty Tactics 2 that I can't stop playing on weekends. I just can't focus when it comes to studying. Then if I get bored of studying, I get my guitar and play for at least 30 minutes. Then I go back to studying. But after a few minutes, by hands are itching to play the guitar. Then I just forget about studying and just continue playing until I fall asleep. So until I get some control on this, I don't guarantee an improvement on my grades.

I have this song stuck in my head right now. It's called "I Hate to Say I Told You So" by The Hives. It's not the lyrics, it's not the vocals... it's the tune. Somehow, I just find it so great and cool. I found the tabs of the song last week then I saw that it was just 4 power chords repeated over and over. But it wasn't bad, the simplicity of it made me realize that if I were to compose some tunes, it doesn't have to be something like "Sweet Child of Mine" or something by Jimi Hendrix, even the simplest tunes can come out very beautiful when it comes to rock.

That's it for my third post. Thanks to for reading(whoever is reading).

Second Post, Just Getting Started

2004-07-23T20:10:00.000+08:00

When I first saw you... I thought that you couldn't be real, how could something so beautiful could be so real... so perfect. But then I stopped and thought how could something so unreal could be so caring and beautiful... Then I realized you were not someone from a fairy tale, whose beauty and personality knows no bounds... you're a dream come true...

We had our class outreach a while ago, and it was great. Most of the were very kind and hospitable and the whole trip was ok. But I kind of feel fortunate. While I'm here bitching about stuff I don't have, poor people are ok with their lives even though they are unfortunate. It kinda makes me feel terrible. The whole purpose of the outreach program finally came to me after that experience, and I think it did to my other classmates too...

Right now, I'm listening to a Woodstock CD. And I can't believe the sounds coming out of our computer's speakers! Jimi Hendrix was playing his guitar like it was an extension of his arm! Arf said sarcastically that in a a couple of years, he could become better than Jimi Hendrix. But I think that's downright impossible... nobody can be better than Jimi Hendrix! It's a shame he died young because of some "magic
powder"...

The other day on the bus, I heard "Take Me Out" by Franz Ferdinand and it rocked! While listening o the song, thoughts like "How did they come up with this?" and "Is this for real?". I can't write songs for squat, while all the bands come up with such great songs and it just makes me wonder... Will I ever get this good? I know I'm still young but I've got dreams of making it as a music artist but I don't think I can. I've tried making tunes and some lyrics but everything that I compose usually ends up in disaster as far as I'm concerned. Maybe I just need more time...

That's it for my second post... I hope whoever is reading found it ok.

My First Post, the Topics Are Kinda Scattered Right Now

2004-07-22T21:38:00.000+08:00

Well, this is my very first post. It may not be too insightful as other blogs but it's a start.

Tomorrow will be my class's outreach. I'm not that exited mainly because I've been lacking sleep for the past few days because of my stubborness. I keep playing the guitar before my homework so I usually end up cramming the next day. Another is that I can't cook. We are all required to cook and I fear that I might accidentally set the food I'm cooking on fire. But as far as being excited, I just can't explain it. Is it maybe because of the possibility of something bad happening... or is it something else. Now I'm getting confused...

We had our club a while ago... and for the first time this schoolyear, I actually didn't find it that dreadful... But still, I regret taking violin lessons instead of learning the guitar. I'm enjoying the guitar more than the violin right now. But if I'm to quit right now, I might regret the 5 years I've spent playing the violin. So it's like a double-edged sword- either way, I lose.

Recently, I've been reading this book called "Behind Sad Eyes, The Life of George Harrison". It's kind of weird. After these past few months of being a fan of the Beatles, it's just now that I'm reading the book that I really knew someting about George Harrison. John Lennon was the rebellious kind of guy who was successful even as a solo artist, Paul Mcartney was the sensitive kind of guy, when paired with John Lennon in songwriting were quite the duo. Ringo Starr was the happy-go-lucky guy who would say yes to anything. While George Harrison was the Shy Beatle, the Quiet Beatle or maybe even the Sad Beatle. It was weird for me, he had fame, girls adored him and he was admired all around the world. It's just weird for me.

Well... that's it. I hope whoever is reading found it ok. (but I doubt anyone would read this...)