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Friday, March 14, 2003
 
i am where i am supposed to be but i am not what i am supposed to be besides u dont do what u'r supposed to do so when everything's going someone else's way, i am not supposed to talk at all

Thursday, January 09, 2003
 
it's strange .. i dont love u but i so very much wish u were here by my side .. i m making myself fall for u while i know there's nothing good awaiting us behind the gates of mutual love .. cuz there's this third person who's attached to u ........



 
u r the only one i wish to talk to .. after all u r someone new and u r chosen for a while cuz everytime we are changing .. at least that's what the say .. and u d be the first one to pack and leave things behind just like always .. u r the one to go and i am the one to stay, since u have better reasons to go while i have none to either stay or run ..


 
you might've heard people saying they wish things were different .. now you can hear me also saying the same things .. "i wish i wasnt born"



 
every morning i wake up , i wear my smile and i hide myself behind my coolest mask. during the day i swallow my uncried tears of the night before and whenever i am thinking i go over those very rare moments of happiness i've experienced in life .. i know them by heart .. second by second .. word by word .. im not looking for a fine day to exit cuz i still have trust in this sky and this earth i walk on .. im yet to see darker days and bitter moments .. and i shall still wait for the day i'd start looking for a fine day to exit.



 
Miracle is finding you when i least expected it ..


 
i've always said i dont like and enjoy talking about my feelings but there were a couple of times i did enjoy it and i come to think why is that ? now i know why ... i care lots about my feelings and they're real important to me so i enjoy sharing them with the ones who know what language my feelings speak and know the answers to the questions made by my feelings

 

i like to be with strange people cuz when i am with ordinary ones im just like them but when i am with those not-easiliy-found strange ones i am me and i am what i am meant to be


 
I'VE BEEN MEANING TO CRY FOR A LONG TIME


Tuesday, December 24, 2002
 

for YOU i will strive
cuz YOU said YOU are alive




 
when your presence started to fade away
i realized there's nothing worse than your not being around
so i craved , shouted and grieved
to stop evey thing which was tearing you apart
one morning i woke up and saw you smiling
your smile was revealing to me
that all those pains and heartaches were gone
and there i keep chanting
for this blessing which shone on this lonely heart of mine

 
the longest night of the year and the longest look of the year coinsided . Long Lives Love.



 
It's great when you have a butterfly in your stomache due to a look which lasts some good seconds



 
if i have my brain replaced with pure gold,
would i be called " my precious" ??!!


 
p.s.thinking is the second best thing one can do


 
I dont want to talk about imperfections
cuz then i should go talk about every little thing !


Sunday, December 08, 2002
 
when did i first start thinking ?
that's one of the million questions i keep asking myself everytime i come to think .
can't remember though .. maybe i was too young to remember .. or maybe i havent started yet .


 
believing the unbelievable
expecting the unexpected
pardoning the unpardonable
embracing the unembracable
bearing the unbearable
forgetting the unfotgotten
forgiving the unforgiven
doing the un-done
saying the un-said
and loving the unlovable
these are my tasks in life ...



 
torn .. cracked .. bent .. folded .. broken .. stained .. damaged .. scratched .. burned .. chipped .. dented .. that's how my soul is .


 
if i just surrounder to all the sadness which i am surrounded with for a second i'd be drowned to death .. so i just try not to worry .. cuz when there's lots to be worried about, the best way to find a shortcut through the mess is to pretend there's nothing wrong ! but it hurts hard and it cuts deep .. but here i am to stay .. here i am to stand .. here i am as tough as i gotta be .. here i am as fragile as anyone could possibly be .. here i am with a small heart and lots to bear .. here i am with all the unsaids and undones .. here i am cold and unsheltered under the endless rain which has kept pouring for some 12 days .. 12 rainy days are more than enough for me to stand .. there are so many things that i cannot keep from happening .. my hands are small i know .. too small to do anything .. and my eyes are too dry to shed a tear .. but i have a confession to make ; my hard cover has deep cracks inside.



 
emptiness is all around
happiness is far behind
nothingness is all i find
well .. i guess i am just outta my mind !



Friday, December 06, 2002
 
my little flower which i adored
was made of plastic and empty words
one day i left it unsheltered
without water and my care so absurd
i found the plastic pieces scattered on the floor
and your empty words which were the routes
still remains and are about to blossom once more
they re sharp like your tounge
and are acting like a sword

i ll wrap it up in a beautiful paper
and on the valentines' bring u back the joy
there would be plastic flowers everywhere
and this time my empty words would echo



 
you are the most tiring person i've ever seen
you are the most boring person i've ever known
but excuse me .. there's something wrong with me
i love it when i am tired and i long for being bored!



 
how i love the word "another" when things are not going my way
cuz it still makes the existance of a second chance strong

how i hate the word "another" when things are just going my way
cuz it slaps me with the possibility of something else going on

by the way i love the word "another" most of the time !



 
the day all the doors started to open and all the locks became unlocked i told myself that was going to be it .. there came the day which all the doors were closed and locked again .. there will come the day when all these things would be happening again
i am just too tired of the repetition ...


 
what worths living for ?
what worths fighting for ?
what worths dying for ?
what worths crying for ?

one who lives for u
one who fights for u
one who dies for u
one who crise for u


 
don't u dare messing with me one more time
cuz nothing's remained of the tender passion i used to sell
but if u just dare to come around one more time
all u d face is going to be a curse and some black spell



 
the dimmest light i've ever known
was the candle u did hold
the night i cried my tears with you

the brightest light i've ever known
was that christmass night
u and i danced our hearts out
we really didnt care about the world

the darkest night i've ever known
was the night u let the truth out
and told me ur love was too heavy for me to hold

it still sometimes aches, the heart u fold !


 
i am the biggest lie ever told
i am the saddest tale ever heard
my heart has the heaviest weight ever held
i have the deepest wound ever bled
i offered my love at the cheapest price ever sold
and ur heart is so COLD .. is so cold


 
how about standing like a rock ?
how about not breaking apart ?
how about not crying loud ?
how about medning a broken heart ?
how about washing the tears out ?
how about making things at least SEEM alright ?


 
the clouds are shaping an unshaped mass piled upon one another which makes me think of me
the wind's blowing and the trees are collapsing and it so very much reminds of me
its rainning so hard like a lover's crying her tears out and it looks just like me
everywhere i look i see ruins and i cannot stop thinking of all the things about me

the moonlight's piercing through the lonely heart
the rain's about to stop crying out
the trees are standing tight
the ruins are to be up-right
but are there any remnants of the things i used to call me ?



 
when i tasted your teardrops .. they were bitter-sweet ...bitter for the love u lost and u were forced to leave behind and sweet for the precious things i found in you and the love u found in me ... last night i dreamet of tasting ur teardrops .. they were bitter .. bitter .. bitter .. bitter .. bitter ...........

 
i just cling on to this very moment i am living in and i dunna where this possibly would be taking me .. but i am no good at the past and i am no wise for the future .. what i feel is now and what i don't feel is whats-so-ever that has something to do with time ..



 
it's so strange because:
it's so sad to be patehtic and its so pathetic to be sad ...
its doesn't happen everyday after all !


Tuesday, October 29, 2002
 
i went to a papetrie .. i bought the biggest piece of cart they had .. i'm not good at drawing but i have a cousin who is good at these stuff .. i asked her to draw me the biggest EAR possible on the cart .. with one big hole which would have enough space for my big words to pass .. she did her job well .. now i hung that cart up in my room .. i've found a new pastime everyday .. i sit down in front of the cart and i talk and talk and .. i shoud ask my cousin to draw me a mouth too ... real soon !!!!




 
love is not what u see .. what u hear .. what u are told or even what u feel .. it's just the very soliditification of ur illusions and what u deep down inside yearn to see , hear , be told or feel .. dont bother too much for an illusion .. too much it colmunates the heights of "being" , it would be just a solidification not a realization .. the solid mass melts in a blink of an eye and ur tears are are the final shape of the chimeical reactions already happened ..


 
in life there are facts that one, little by little get to know .. sometimes its too late .. but its worth knowing in the end .. u really dont have to give .. u just have to pretend u r giving something .. so that u wouldnt lose anything while u are gaining respect considering the sacrifice, people think, u've already made .. sometimes people pretend too much that finally they think they really are the false image they've already painted on others' minds .. they're nothing but an ugly face hiding their horns and oddities under a beautiful veil covered with nicities and humanities .. all u've gotta do is strip them in front of their very own eyes ! it's so pleasing .. believe me when i tell u this .. but ur eyes will suffer always for the horifying scene u've seen and ur heart will ache for the betray u've experienced .. so don't risk un-veiling ! cuz always there's so much u dont wanna see and there's so much that u never wish to know .. just enjoy the cover cuz after all it SEEMS to be nice ! i myself dug too much that i finally felt the ground under my feet is also being dug ... but by no-one but me ...... i think i am an extreme type of person .. that's just another idea .




 
talking big absurd words or repeating the lines u just read in a book is man's biggest achievment in proving one's woth the head above the tiny shoulders .. im not talking about those biggies .. i am talkin about those tiny minds who think they're big enough to look at the world with mockery or leave others' behind or even to look down on the ones they themselves consider shallow minds ! so let it be it because as long as one looks at the world upside down all the heights seem to be wells and all the deepest weels seem to be highest tops .....to be shallow .. or not to be shallow .. that's the problem these days !



 
we - the people of 21st century - are facing numerous problems .. air polution , poverty , lack of natural sources , poluted water, global warming , undisposable materials , earthquake, flood , violence, war, terrorism, car accident , airplane crashes, starvation and above all faded love ................



 
it's sad .. the only moment u can simoultaneously see the cover and what's really inside is when u are lookin in the mirror .. dont wanna play a trick on me .. i see the outside and i know what's inside .. that's the only moment of visulaization of truth .. the rest is a lie .. one big lie

Monday, October 21, 2002
 
HELL O me .. I was impressed by the date i last wrote in my weblog .. but the point is "nothingness has taken over " so i really dont feel anything .. absolutely nothing and since i am a let's-talk-about-feelings type of girl , i find myself speechless while trying to add some stupid words to this little piece of the cyber world which is dedicated to me .. Edgar Alen Poe says :
take this kiss upon the brow
and, in parting from u now
u are not wrong, who deem
that my days have been a dream
yet if hope has flown away
in a night, or in a day
in a vision or in none
is it therefore the less gone
all that we see or we seem
is but a dream within a dream

i stand amid the roar
of a surf terminated shore
and i hold within my hand
grains of the golden sand
how few! yet how they creep
through my fingers in the deep
while i weep! while i weep
oh god ! can i not grasp
then with a tighter clasp
oh god! can i not save ?
one from the pittiless wave
is all that we see or seem
but a dream within a dream