* sam
* urban nomadic
* photos. bands. coffee. arts. designs. Latin. beach. jazz. vintage. music. sunflowers. fashion.

wish list

new iPod
new laptop
Have my own place
iPod Dock or Edifier
Have my hair dyed blue
Suzuki Swift
travel to Japan
go to Bora
more bags and shoes! :)
save and earn money
Have a merry Christmas this year

sand

andy best drummer
kaye anti-social
kei hang time
motie spongebob
nic mrs. johnny depp
tapel light my fire
ye X piracy X

mine kinky
panget si vincent

sea food

bamboo cambio chicosci itchyworms kjwan nARDA parokya ni edgar sandwich urban dub

bob marley no doubt the darkness

magic899 NU rock1075

puka shells

google yahoo friendster myspace photobucket hi5 blogger pinoy chords happy tree friends ultimate guitar

henna tattoo

jordi labanda carolina herrera stella mccartney dolce and gabbana kate spade marc jacobs betsey johnson

nostalgia

November 2008

October 2008

September 2008

August 2008

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Hit Counter by-standers

Wednesday, August 3, 2005
What's with ...

Bonnie Bailey's EVER AFTER?

I first heard it on the radio. Then from other people. Then, it started spreading.

I like it.

I love it.

Just because...

Chitter chatter.

Darn it.

Are you trying to say something, world??? You're crumpling, tearing and stomping on my past and present. Thanks. :)

...Life is a pleasure when you're by my side
And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride
I still believe in ever after with you...

Why, oh why?

What have I done to the gods and goddesses? What have I done to upset them who are my masters?
Plum sunflowers are sprouting from the ground.
Rain of tears, showering from the high clouds.
My wings got broken as the wind blew rather harder.
I'm struggling to win this battle yet somehow they're stronger.

UPCAT is fast approaching and somehow, I'm not that much of a good student. I'm not that really into studying right now and I don't know why. It's like UPCAT is another exam, which is not! UPCAT is what I need to fulfill my talents. I can't seem to feel the importance of it right now. Then... Last minute browsing. Not good.

House music starts eating me alive from the core of my entire body which is my heart. Then its beats go with the pump of my heart, blood flowing in and out in motion. Every tissue, every cell starts to awake and creates a riot inside, making me epileptic with trance. Mind-control. That's what it is.

Go back. Retro. Rewind.

Is it ok now?

... the second time around...

Aloha
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