SKYFALL III
Friendster has been a blessing (well, a nuisance too esp. when we’re talking about the once upon a time addiction I had for it in college) to me because I found friends which I lost a long time ago. The ever sentimental me almost always smile when I see someone from my elementary and high school days. These people have been huge fragments of my life and I love seeing them today. Usually, I just check where they are now. I leave those other personal matters about them to those who backlogs juicy details. (Sorry, I have a life to mind.)
It’s funny how Friendster makes you realize things which you’ll never realize on your own. The OC me finds "stuff" in Friendster profiles which are hidden to simple Friendster surfers. And that OC-ness has left me cursing and laughing at the same time last week.
Anyway, I hope Friendster can help Christ the King College spread the word that there will be a YOUNG GRADUATES’ REUNION (Batch 1997 - 2006) on October 28, 2006 at the CKC HS Covered Court from 3:00 pm onwards.
If time permits, I’ll go but if not, then I’ll be happy to know that many CKCians have returned to their second home.
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I will fight again. When the right *enemy* comes. Hahaha!
For now, the sky is falling for me. It feels great. (A sign that I’ll get back my *powers* again once the destruction stops.)
I had a dream I fell behind a hidden wall / Began to see a world through new eyes / I can’t wake up I don’t really want to figure out / What it means to rush right through this life / Upside-down on a ceiling floor / I don’t think I’ll be coming back for more / Running blind into what I see / Not afraid to set it free / That’s just the way it should be…
When will the sky fall beneath us? / Will we make sense of it all? / I’m going through things in my mind / We just hide behind / And I’m not the only one / I took a turn and got stuck inside / This played out scheme…
A revolution underneath your blue sky / I’m underground so come around and upside down / We will try / To look beyond ourselves so we both can survive / Flashback dropping in a state of bliss / Hooked up wishing but it doesn’t really exist / I won’t die in a dream that’s dead / I’d rather take in the head / That’s just the way it should be / Well I don’t know…
Upside down on a ceiling floor / I know that I’ll be coming back for more / I filter out through a faded screen / A Universe so obscene / Tell me now when it’s time to cut free / We’d better start living better take another leap.
(Skyfall by Neve)
CONCRETE II
What’s with the Conrete II? You may be wondering where the heck is Concrete I? Well, it’s tucked safely on my draft folder on my yahoo mail. Hehe! I have this weird habit of writing my blog entries on my email, as if composing an email for someone but I won’t send it coz it stays in my draft folder (nga eh). I’ll save it. And then I’ll modify it when my mood changes again or when something hits me while absent-mindedly surfing the net. So I need to resave it. What I do is put I, II, III and so on until it pains me to see my draft folder being filled up with the same entries, which just keeps getting longer and longer. Sigh. The higher the number, the latest one it is. And so this is Concrete II. [Obviously, this part of the entry cannot be found on Concrete I.] Got that?
What! Explain again?! No, no more! Just read it, "Concrete."
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I lately bumped my head into concrete. No, it wasn’t anything serious. Actually, I was just imagining things really. I imagined myself being one of those statues on churches. Nope, not as a statue of a saint. More of a concrete angel. (Now, why didn’t I think of cemeteries? Nah, too morbid for you.)
I just felt like one. No, erase that one.
I’m exactly a concrete angel. I don’t feel anything. As of this moment. Maybe when the torrents come down again, I’ll feel cold again. Maybe when the sun shines directly on my direction again, I’ll feel warm again. Maybe when people start staring at me again, I’ll hide again. Again, again, and again.
As of the moment, I’ll just be a concrete angel.
But be rest assured, I’ll fly again.
When the unpredictable wind is already beneath my dampened wings.
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Some songs which caught my attention during the past few weeks:
We don’t belong to no one / That’s a shame / But if you could hide beside me / maybe for a while / And I won’t tell no one your name / And I won’t tell ‘em your name / Scars are souvenirs you never lose / The past is never far / Did you lose yourself somewhere out there? / Did you get to be a star? / And don’t it make you sad to know that life is more than who we are / You grew up way too fast / And now there’s nothing to believe / And reruns become all our history…
(Name by Goo Goo Dolls)
You and I got something / But it’s all then, it’s nothing to me / Yeah, I got my defenses / When it comes to your intentions to me / And we wake up on the breakdown / In the things we never thought we could be / I’m not the one who broke you / I’m not the one you should fear…
(Here is Gone by Goo Goo Dolls)
The old picture on the shelf / Well it’s been there for a while / A frozen image of ourselves / We are acting like a child / Innocent and in a trance / A dance that lasted for a while / You read my eyes just like your diary, / oh remember, please remember / Well, I’m not a beggar, but what’s more / If I hurt you, then I hate myself, don’t wanna hurt you / Why do you chew your pain? / If you only knew how much I love you / I won’t be your winter / I won’t be anyone’s excuse to cry / We can be forgiven / I will be here…
(Your Winter by Sister Hazel)
Exactly. Dramatic and emotional. Unfit for an indifferent me. Who cares?!
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I want to slap someone in the face. Yes, right now. *insert prohibited words* But never mind.
Jamie and I just launched this campaign for well, ourselves. Hehe! I called it "Be Beautiful" campaign. We have certain mottos, guidelines, and rules which we need to follow day by day. And those guidelines are oh boy tough, tough, tough! It was insane thinking about the campaign and it’s pretty much crazier living it. But for the beautification of the mind, heart, and soul, we’ll probably do anything! Read more about our campaign on greensalad.wordpress.com. (Uh, that’s after I got through writing my page about it. Hehe!) You may want to join us on our quest to a better self. Hehehe! It’ll be fun! (I hope…)
Speaking of my other blog,
What’s new with Green Salad?
If you want to read my post-birthday entry…
If you want to read my barely there techie life (but progressing a bit)…
If you want to read my in memoriam to a friend…
Toss and turn with me!
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