Ang Batang may malaking ngiti sa kanyang mukha.
Nung nakaraang isang araw..
nang sumabay ako sa aming schoolbus
ako'y maswerte na nakaupo sa dulong upuan
ng schoolbus namin yung malapit sa pintuan.
Nakita ko ang mundo nung umaga na iyon.
Nakita ko ang magagandang bagay at nakita ko
ang mga bagay nakakasakit ng puso..
nang pagnakikita mo ay mapapaiyak...
hay, pero meron akong nakita na kakaiba..
mag-nanay at hawak-hawak ng nanay ang kamay
ng kanyang anak...
at papasok na ito sa school..
ngunit ang kakaiba sa magnanay na ito
ay ang bata
ay naka ngiti ng sobrang laki
na ang araw ay sumisikat para sa batang ito.
napaluha ako sa aking nakita..
at naisip bat hindi na lang tayo maging
ganong lahat..
hindi ba pwedeng maging innocente na lang tayo
tulad ng mga batang ito.
napaluha ako dahil
sa tuwa na naramdaman ko.
Sana maging ganun na lang ang lahat.
Masaya at maging positibo...
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Saturday, July 23, 2005
cant...
isya2
i cant sleep..
i dont know what to do with my life right now.
i cannot think straight..
for there are certain things that are going in my mind.
no spaces for the things im thingking.
not enough time to think about it.
the time
is too fast
its like im chasing it.
I need to have a certain degree to how i will
manage all the things i am thingking
and would have wanted to do it.
life .....
i cant sleep..
i dont know what to do with my life right now.
i cannot think straight..
for there are certain things that are going in my mind.
no spaces for the things im thingking.
not enough time to think about it.
the time
is too fast
its like im chasing it.
I need to have a certain degree to how i will
manage all the things i am thingking
and would have wanted to do it.
life .....
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Sunday, July 17, 2005
My president
isya2
How can I trust her again
after lying to me for the second time....
I cannot trust her again..
She is causing so much suffering and pain
to her country.
She cannot run her country for the good...
Wake up maam...
Wake up cant you see the reality...
You lose go down...
Resign
for goodness sake..
PLease
(at the top of this article you will see my sisters creation...
good artist):)
How can I trust her again
after lying to me for the second time....
I cannot trust her again..
She is causing so much suffering and pain
to her country.
She cannot run her country for the good...
Wake up maam...
Wake up cant you see the reality...
You lose go down...
Resign
for goodness sake..
PLease
(at the top of this article you will see my sisters creation...
good artist):)
tatay
Umalis si tatay
dala ang kanyang laptop sa tabi niya
kamiy binigla sa biglang pagpapaalam niya
walang masabi sa kanayang paglisan
walang nagawa upang siyay pigilan
ang tatay ay mawawala
at doon muna mamalagi
lungkot ang aming nadarama
pag-iyak ang nagawa
sa pagpatak ng bawat luha
ang sigaw na tay wag ng umalis pa
ang pagatras ng dilay di sinasadya
pagkat lungkot ang sadyang nadarama
sa panahong si tatay ay aalis na
kanina lang ay siyay
umalis na at pabaong yakap at ingat
lang ang napadala
sanay magingat siya
ng paguwi kamiy maging masaya
at ang pagplanong umalis
ay di na muling maiisipan pa
dala ang kanyang laptop sa tabi niya
kamiy binigla sa biglang pagpapaalam niya
walang masabi sa kanayang paglisan
walang nagawa upang siyay pigilan
ang tatay ay mawawala
at doon muna mamalagi
lungkot ang aming nadarama
pag-iyak ang nagawa
sa pagpatak ng bawat luha
ang sigaw na tay wag ng umalis pa
ang pagatras ng dilay di sinasadya
pagkat lungkot ang sadyang nadarama
sa panahong si tatay ay aalis na
kanina lang ay siyay
umalis na at pabaong yakap at ingat
lang ang napadala
sanay magingat siya
ng paguwi kamiy maging masaya
at ang pagplanong umalis
ay di na muling maiisipan pa
Friday, July 15, 2005
neil gaiman


Neil Gaiman Live
That day I was so damn excited to see one of the most creative people in the whole wide world...I wanted to shake his hands and tell him I wish I had his super wild imaginations. But I didnt got to do that I was just able to glance at him in a distance. I wasnt lucky to talk to him and tell him that. But I got pictures...Thanks to my friends Marvin and Micah...(ahem special mention) Ahahahaha! We had hard time but everything was paid off...There were just some circumstances that should not be considered right. Especially the system of fully booked. They should have done better...and considered giving importance to the patrons who bought books..
Too bad that happened...now there is a campaign of Boycotting Fully Book... really sad...There is one thing to do CHANGE!
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
as if they knew
isya2
As if the people knew everything...
I hate it when someone pretends to know everything
but doesnt even know your talking about really is..
come on people let us not be pretenders...
that is the problem with us we assume too much..
thats incorrect!
wake up people were here to be open as much as possible.
open your eyes into a much more larger view in life
a bigger perspective
and look into your world with a new basis to try and change
the world.
life is not always the usual thing...
its not a routine...
you got break out of this trash routine and
make up your life...
hmmmmm.....
let me tell you a nerve-wrecking story...
my sister and I went to the National Bookstore Express
near our place...
We needed to buy some materials for our school.
We got the thing we wanted and proceeded to the counter
to get out of there as fast as we can...
Upon reaching the counter..we got it all purchased
I told the cashier that our materials is okay without the plastic
I told them that I dont need there red and white plastic...
But she declined that no the things we bought needed to be plastic
because its the rules and the guard may ask of
or assume that were stealing their products( hello does my sister and I look
like thiefs, duh, were too beautiful too look like one).
I told them that I could my receipt it is enough proof that I
didnt stole their products.
But no they didnt accept my request...declined to it...
at that very moment I could feel the rejection...
I could feel the anger and blood rush fast.
I was about to burst and shout at them...
But I didnt...
I lost the battle against the counter....
I wanted to tell them that their plastic is killing my
trees...polluting my land...
But what do they care?
Do they give a damn....
I wanted that very moment to burn them into ashes with my eyes
and left the store laughing at the top of my lungs.
( that would be too violent and evil of me)
So. I just breath and filled my lungs with air
closed my eyes and buried the anger deep....
But eventually it dug its self out and now Im writing it
here....
Please let them be aware...
dont battle with your customers
if they want this dont object especially if thy are right.
Raise your point if what they are in the wrong side...
But first listen and obey
before contradicting..
Its not nice to do that!
As if the people knew everything...
I hate it when someone pretends to know everything
but doesnt even know your talking about really is..
come on people let us not be pretenders...
that is the problem with us we assume too much..
thats incorrect!
wake up people were here to be open as much as possible.
open your eyes into a much more larger view in life
a bigger perspective
and look into your world with a new basis to try and change
the world.
life is not always the usual thing...
its not a routine...
you got break out of this trash routine and
make up your life...
hmmmmm.....
let me tell you a nerve-wrecking story...
my sister and I went to the National Bookstore Express
near our place...
We needed to buy some materials for our school.
We got the thing we wanted and proceeded to the counter
to get out of there as fast as we can...
Upon reaching the counter..we got it all purchased
I told the cashier that our materials is okay without the plastic
I told them that I dont need there red and white plastic...
But she declined that no the things we bought needed to be plastic
because its the rules and the guard may ask of
or assume that were stealing their products( hello does my sister and I look
like thiefs, duh, were too beautiful too look like one).
I told them that I could my receipt it is enough proof that I
didnt stole their products.
But no they didnt accept my request...declined to it...
at that very moment I could feel the rejection...
I could feel the anger and blood rush fast.
I was about to burst and shout at them...
But I didnt...
I lost the battle against the counter....
I wanted to tell them that their plastic is killing my
trees...polluting my land...
But what do they care?
Do they give a damn....
I wanted that very moment to burn them into ashes with my eyes
and left the store laughing at the top of my lungs.
( that would be too violent and evil of me)
So. I just breath and filled my lungs with air
closed my eyes and buried the anger deep....
But eventually it dug its self out and now Im writing it
here....
Please let them be aware...
dont battle with your customers
if they want this dont object especially if thy are right.
Raise your point if what they are in the wrong side...
But first listen and obey
before contradicting..
Its not nice to do that!
Friday, July 08, 2005
let me tell you
isya2
there were problems...
I cant think properly...
there is no way I can get my mind straight
I cant think clear at alll...
everything is in mist
and fog fills my mind....
evil things are in my mind...
life is lost..
there were problems...
I cant think properly...
there is no way I can get my mind straight
I cant think clear at alll...
everything is in mist
and fog fills my mind....
evil things are in my mind...
life is lost..
Sunday, July 03, 2005
would you believe it.
isya2
honestly
i cant stop writing
there is some kind of excitement building inside of me...
or is it just that im just so happy...
hmmmm...
im growing old
it has been so fast...
its just like yesterday
im doing experiments with mongos in grade 3..
now im fourth year high school..
gollie banabas...
cant be...
im having so much fun..
stop...
no go...
oh doodle such memories..
gudnite...
honestly
i cant stop writing
there is some kind of excitement building inside of me...
or is it just that im just so happy...
hmmmm...
im growing old
it has been so fast...
its just like yesterday
im doing experiments with mongos in grade 3..
now im fourth year high school..
gollie banabas...
cant be...
im having so much fun..
stop...
no go...
oh doodle such memories..
gudnite...
no more end
isya2
the thought of you
brings memories in mind
how i love you...
and i know you have love me too.
I wasnt sure of the things that
would come our way
but that what love is all about.
A never ending uncertain destiny that
would face and trial love...
there would be no more time to end this
growing love for you
no more end.
the thought of you
brings memories in mind
how i love you...
and i know you have love me too.
I wasnt sure of the things that
would come our way
but that what love is all about.
A never ending uncertain destiny that
would face and trial love...
there would be no more time to end this
growing love for you
no more end.
Saturday, July 02, 2005
peomes
isya2
I saw you there
In the end of the street
I wish I could make it up to you
But no words would ever forgive me
Of what I did
My heart quenches
With every teardrop
I wish you would come back
And give me your love
Stop this ailing heart
That is in your hand
Give one of your precious chances
Then I’ll be mended
Just this time
Then I’ll be forever at peace
Just give me this last chance
Just this time
I saw you there
In the end of the street
I wish I could make it up to you
But no words would ever forgive me
Of what I did
My heart quenches
With every teardrop
I wish you would come back
And give me your love
Stop this ailing heart
That is in your hand
Give one of your precious chances
Then I’ll be mended
Just this time
Then I’ll be forever at peace
Just give me this last chance
Just this time
luna
isya2
I offered him my love but he rejected it.
I offered him my undying friendship but he rejected it.
I am the moon that offered him happiness and promised
Him I’ll bring him close to the stars were we can dream and desire everything that is within our soul and heart.
I offered the life of immortality and the love that would not wither.
And he declined.
He declined completely of what I offered him.
And there is not a thing that I can do.
Even my heart was hurt and can never receive another rejection from him.
Whom the moon has loved the most of all.
The moon wept and mourned for that mortal she had loved hated her to the depths of its soul and bones.
The moon knew he would never win him forever.
She kept herself up above the sky looking at him walking towards his haven, finding his new love in the uncertain world of mortal.
Where they will fall in love forever and be in each other until their time ends.
While they are still finding and falling for each other.
The moon will continue to cry and cradle her wounded heart.
Until the pain cease
Until she becomes sober
Until she finds the one whom she’ll love again.
I offered him my love but he rejected it.
I offered him my undying friendship but he rejected it.
I am the moon that offered him happiness and promised
Him I’ll bring him close to the stars were we can dream and desire everything that is within our soul and heart.
I offered the life of immortality and the love that would not wither.
And he declined.
He declined completely of what I offered him.
And there is not a thing that I can do.
Even my heart was hurt and can never receive another rejection from him.
Whom the moon has loved the most of all.
The moon wept and mourned for that mortal she had loved hated her to the depths of its soul and bones.
The moon knew he would never win him forever.
She kept herself up above the sky looking at him walking towards his haven, finding his new love in the uncertain world of mortal.
Where they will fall in love forever and be in each other until their time ends.
While they are still finding and falling for each other.
The moon will continue to cry and cradle her wounded heart.
Until the pain cease
Until she becomes sober
Until she finds the one whom she’ll love again.
emo
isya2
the growing fanatics for emo..
maybe we are all too emotional thats why we
love this kind of music.
the suicidal music that
kills the pain we are feeling.
isnt that great..
music that kills pain..?
yeah, which is the real reason why musics are made.
well thats not the only reason why people write music.
but one of the reason.
the growing fanatics for emo..
maybe we are all too emotional thats why we
love this kind of music.
the suicidal music that
kills the pain we are feeling.
isnt that great..
music that kills pain..?
yeah, which is the real reason why musics are made.
well thats not the only reason why people write music.
but one of the reason.
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