Gone Fishing

Cheers to a new found interest. Trolling in the open sea.

We went 9 straight hours in the open waters of Capones and we're still not lucky to get any. Maybe it was because of the tree-high waves or the changing winds or the old bait. Or maybe it was just a test of patience for first timers like me. Or maybe just maybe.

Regardless, I still enjoyed it and I'm sure I'll be back again and hopefully be rewarded by a giant Tuna fish!

Just Write

Just as I thought I would never go back in writing and just learn how to express myself with the photos I take, here I am again.

I was never a born writer. I'm no good in expressing myself in words. Yes, I could write a few lines but that's just it. No more into it. No fancy words. No colors in creative writing. I've got no talent in giving details. Words are not my best friend. That's It.

Then, why I'm here again. There might be some unknown reasons. There must be a reason. It must be something or someone. And how I wish I could figure it out before time ticks away.

Someone told me that I was baring my soul too much with my writing but the hell I care. My heart is telling me to write. Just write. Just damn write and everything will change.

LSS: What About Now

Forgive me, I'm just having ear worms again, leading me back to scribbling to an empty pad..Just some striking lines from a CD of CD given by the most important lady in my life now..


WHAT ABOUT NOW, now that we're here
Now that we've come this far, just hold on
There is nothing to fear
For I am right beside you
For all my life I AM YOURS

WHAT ABOUT NOW
What about today
What if you're making me
All that I was meant to be...

Hmmmm
What about now..

More than Pizza

How about a gloomy Monday start?


First working day of the week, but unexplainbaly your with a low and heavy heart. Yeah Right! You had a good weekend break. (At least on some parts) An ample Saturday rest. A usual Sunday night. Your side won in a crucial match. You were able to take some snaps. A pretty nice weekend but suddenly sadden start.





Oh God! This is the usual thing! It happens from time to time!

Then came two missed calls. Number unidentified. Started to pick it up. Voice couldn't get through. Couldn't hear a sound.

Wanted to send "Can't hear you, just send me..."

Again another try, "Hi there!, where's your office located here in the building...?"

"Just mention my name to the guards".

Less than a minute, someone's looking for someone at the reception area.

Oh well, it was a busy-slash-frantic day. Someone was standing at our office lobby holding a big box of pizza, some sodas and a cold coffee from Starbucks.

Time to blush. Need not to explain to anyone. Just enough for a gloomy night... o_O

Thanks Big Apple for the Pizza and thanks to the Pizza who made the biggest slice in my life.

Yellow Angel Fish

In Memory of Yellow Angel Fish

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Name: No One

Favorite Food: None

Birthdate: Unknown

Died: Forgotten

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Cause of Death: A Damn Domino Damsel.

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Last will and testament: Look for a real Lemon Peel Angel Fish!

A Piece of Paper

A keyboard. mug. calendar. a deposit slip. white telephone. laserjet printer. a stuff dog. a pencil sharpener. green chair. the bulletin board. water dispenser. an air freshener. picture frame. white wall. staple wire. contact numbers. a hardwood desk. adequate lighting. a cork board. drewberry. a piece of paper...




Sometimes, when we're all perplexed with life's endless puzzles, we get a piece of paper to come up with answers. We write down things. We do a list. We look at our resources. We cross out ideas. We generate scenarios. We balance our reasons. WE create infinite possibilities.



Then suddenly, we still end up staring at the piece of paper. We realize that we did not come up with anything. For life, as simple as it is, was never meant to find answers.

LSS: Everything

Find me here
And speak to me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That is leading me
To the place where
I find peace again
You are the strength
That keeps me walking
You are the hope
That keeps me trusting
You are the life to my soul
You are my purpose
You're everything

And how can I
Stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this

You calm the storms
You give me rest
You hold me in your hands
You won't let me fall
You steal my heart
And you take my breath away
Would you take me in
Would you take me deeper now

And how can I
Stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this

And how can I
Stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this

'Cause you're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything

You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything

You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything

You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything

And how can I
Stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this

And how can I
Stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this

And how can I
Stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this

Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this


If there's one song I wish I had written, probably that would be Everything by Lifehouse. You can listen over and over again to this song, and still you will never figure it out why you are still listening.

Was it because of the melody? Was it because it has that unusual transition from a dramatic to a more dramatic ending? Was it because you first heard it in Smallville? Was it because you wished you were dancing with a girl? Was it because you can imagine lots of thing that can make you feel better? Was it because of the bone chills? Or was it because it was made not just for a girl?

Needless to say, it is very moving...

And how can I
Stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this

The Bear

Meet Tiny Yellow Bear! The small golden bear with a bright green heart hanging in our ceiling.

It doesn't have a name yet but it was born the same day I was. It arrived at exactly 2 o'clock in the afternoon when I'm lying at my favorite couch. I had no idea where it came from but as far as I can remember, the moment I saw it, well...it just brightened up that day.


Wanna know why?


Because it was sitting on a black forest...if you know what I mean.

I'm back!

I'm back!

Now, my hand is the only thing that bleeds.

But I can still write my soul.

This is my solitary room.

The stories of the past.

The adventures of the present.

The revelations of the future.

A road still unknown.

This is my refuge.

This is my home.

I 'm back!

The Miry Clay you've known.

DOT 2.0

Definition of Terms 2.0




Happiness - happiness is ninety-eight percent intention and one percent reality...










care to share yours?

The Best Medicine

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Many times we’ve seen movies that made us rolled on the floor for laughing. But in the end, under the same screen, we find ourselves back in tears again. Yet, we call this the best medicine – the tendency to break away from reality and immerse ourselves under the blanket of laughter. Pretty deceiving, huh? However, if it is the only way we know on how not to concern others, why not cloak ourselves under it until they can no longer heed the pain.

True to what they say, laughter is not the best medicine. Sometimes, it’s just the best disguise we learned just to fit in…

I Hate Volleyball

Here's the only reason why I love watching volleyball games.

And her bunny-hop technique.

But what the hell, for all people, why she's the one who got injured...

Damn! I hate volleyball..

Thankful vs Happy

The other night, me and my old buddy had a short IM conversation. The usual hi and hellos. We're both busy that's why we did not actually intend to chat that night. Then all of a sudden, a question popped-out of my frigid mind. Here's my archive:

Lj: hey, i got a question...
Drs: yeah, what's up...
Lj: which would you prefer..?
Lj: someone is thankful because of you...
Lj: or someone is happy because of you...
Drs: can i pick both..?
Lj: nope, you've got to choose one...
Drs: hmmm...
Drs: when we say thankful, it could mean that the person is happy, right..?
Drs: it could be a package...
Drs: do you feel thankful of something but your not happy..?
Drs: get it..?
Drs: we're grateful because we're glad or happy...
Drs: or appreciative...
Drs: but when we say happy..it could be we're just happy...
Drs: without any appreciation...
Drs: i mean...yeah, happy...period...
Drs: hmmm...i don't know..
Drs: but ill go for the thankful thingy...
Drs: why you're asking..?
Lj: ahhh...nothing...just nothing...
Drs: we can always say that we're happy, right..?
Drs: it's too much of a cliche...
Drs: but when we say I'm thankful, it has FOR ME, a much deeper meaning...
Drs: still i don't know...
Drs: maybe case to case basis...
Lj: hmmm...
Drs: it depends maybe on the way the person said that...
Drs: it depends on the situation...the facial expression...
Drs: too many things, right..?
Lj: yup...
Drs: why you're asking..?
Lj: just nothing...
Drs: huh..?
Lj: it just entered my mind...
Lj: ok, now, let us put that in a sentence...
Lj: "I'm thankful because of you" or...
Lj: "I'm thankful because I have you" versus...
Lj: "I'm happy because of you"...
Lj: now, which has a deeper meaning..?
Drs: it definitely has different meanings...
Drs: deeper..?
Drs: "thankful because I have you"...
Drs: thankful because I'm happy to have you ...
Drs: this one...
Drs: its not "i'm happy because i'm thankful to have you"...
Drs: right..?
Lj: um mm...
Drs: i think it's a matter of knowing what's the reason of that person being happy and being thankful...
Drs: that's whats important...
Drs: if you're interested in deeper meaning..?
Drs: what you think..?
Lj: hmmm..i don't know...
Lj: I feel like...
Lj: or i prefer that HAPPY over thankful...
Drs: why..?
Lj: thats just me...
Lj: or maybe because...
Lj: we can say to anyone the word "i'm thankful"...
Lj: but not the "i'm happy" thing...
Lj: it could be, we tend to pick certain people...
Lj: or it could be probably one person...
Lj: just my thought...
Lj: try asking your seatmate there in your office...
Drs: hmmm, okay...
Lj: hey...
Drs: yeah...
Lj: i got another question...
Drs: okay...
Drs: shoot..!


I'll cut it here... i am waiting for the next question to crack out of my head...

DOT 1.0

Definition of Terms 1.0


Special - Someone you'll never forget for the rest of your life...






Important - Someone you need for the rest of your life...





'nuff said

LSS: 3 AM

She says baby
It's 3 am I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes
Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it




I got a floating head right now..wasn't able to get ample sleep last night..can't write..i'll just sing and sleep to that...

Dalia 11.07.07

Dalia. The Darling of the Crowd. We all love her because she never fails to put a smile on our hearts.
Dalia. The Loving Child. She always thinks of her family no matter what. A trait every parent would want from their child.
Dalia. The Beautiful Mom. Francis is very lucky kid as well as Fits. One Happy Family. Thanks for making me a godfather to your child. n_n
Dalia. The Crazy Beautiful. There's no dull moment with her. Life's full of adventure and laughter with this crazy-slash-stupid girl.
Dalia. The Rock Chick. The celebrity skin. The real deal. Damn! I miss our jam sessions. I miss going to your house too. Damn!
Dalia. The Best Bud. Need I say more? Cheers to the friendliest gal on earth.



Happy Birthday Dahleeeiyah! This is my gift for you. heheh

Karu's Requiem II

As the hunt of bareness will soon increase again
And times of yore shall blind our minds that failed
For we shall ask 'what have become of us?'
Because not long for sure our paths will cross again;
We have traveled boundless journeys,
But never came a way that will leave us astray;
They witnessed how two planes crash and burn,
But never did they saw why our hearts long to stay;
Was it a simple notion of fate?
Of how the bridge of chance has been built,
Of how red apples fall into the ground as set,
Of how bemused emotions turned into gray;
Irrelevant enterprises heave your body's strength
Flowing rain have cleansed your hearts that wearing thin
Numerous nights have conquered your soul's pain
For these were all in the same manner of hanging on with nil
And when it all comes back to the souring end
Unconsciously, you will find yourself at the very same bend;
The moments of great denials have come to the grave,
And the only shadow that binds us leaves us no regret,
True, time consumes the fire within
And depart our core with freezing veins
Yet, we are still..
Could it be another twist of fate?
Could it be another lack of faith?
Discerning what had come our way,
Bleeding but trying to nurse the pain,
Bleeding but still wanting to go on this mean,
Bleeding and yet still wanting..
Tell me this isn't the last time we'll be writing,
Tell me we have come here to wait for that spring
Say a word or three, and break the silence we have long endured,
Say something that will unlock everything;
For what destiny brings forth, we'll always be the same, always we'll remain..
And if you cannot use you heart nor eyes to navigate that page again
I'll offer mine though it can feel no longer pain
For your smile will be my only ticket to heaven
Until then..




P.S.
Written midyear of 2006...I lost my original transcript, luckily i was able to save this on my other blog.

The SoundTrack Vol. 1

Here's my soundtrack as of the moment:

• Opening Credits - Canon in D by Pachelbel (piano/violin version)
• Waking Up Scene - Vertigo by U2 (uno, dos, tres, katorse)
• Car Driving Scene - My Favorite Game by The Cardigans
• HighSchool Flashback Scene - High by Lighthouse Family
• Nostalgic Scene - Somewhere Only We Know by Keane
• Bitter/Angry Scene - Not Ready To Make Nice by Dixie Chicks
• Break-up Scene - Goodbye My Lover by James Blunt
• Regret Scene - Bad Day by Daniel Powter
• Nightclub/Bar Scene - Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5
• Fight/Action Scene - How Far We've Come by Matchbox Twenty
• Lawn Mowing Scene - Stolen by Dashboard Confessional
• Sad/Breakdown Scene - Fix You by Coldplay
• Death Scene - If God Would Send His Angels by U2
• Funeral Scene - Angel by Sarah McLachlan
• Mellow Scene - You Belong To Me by Lifehouse

• Dreaming About Someone Scene - Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
• Sex Scene - zzzzzZZZZZzzzz
• Contemplation Scene - Never Saw Blue Like That by Shawn Colvin
• Chase Scene - Rollin' by Limp Bizkit
• Happy Love Scene - Friday, I'm In Love by Dryden Mitchell
• Happy Friend Scene - End Of The World As We Know It by R.E.M.
• Closing Credits - Shinny Red Balloon by Barbie's Cradle

Karu's Requiem

The road appears endless as you take your every step;
Tell me, what are you willing to give up to make it to the end..?
The skies turn red as they shed their tears,
The wind sobs and howls with grief,
The waters of the vast seas thrash their misery on those dark rocks beside them;
Time, itself, can heal your wounds no more;
With every breath you take, you lose your precious memories,
Slowly draining away into nothingness and isolation;
Tell me, can you still stand up the way you did before you fell..?
Countless dreams made their presence felt to you,
But they are only dreams, no matter how real they reveal themselves;
You travel the expanse of dark mountains and vast savannas;
You search for something to appease your poor soul;
The distant stars of the unmoving sky are the witnesses of your journey,
Yes, you are alone, with no one to heave your weary spirit onto the right trail whenever you make a careless fall,
Your sole companion is solitude itself;
Tell me, would you realize the emptiness of the horizon above you..?
Everything in your path is filled with an abysmal mystery,
Of false pretenses, of hidden lies and betrayals…
Why…why would you still want to subdue your life’s cavalries..?
What reason should be strong enough for you to move on with this almost pointless quest..?
Tell me, for I am fill of bemused emotions;
The warmth around you is wavering,
Yet you still believe the cold is an illusion;
Please…tell me you are tired…
Tell me you seek refuge from those innumerable thorns,
For I shall take you in my arms to shield you from your woes;
And wounded I might become, it does not matter to me anyway…
For those thorns may prick and leave me with deep scars,
But glad I will still be, for those thorns failed too conquer you;
I vow to protect your only remaining spirit…
Tell me, before I travel to the heavens, would you bring back the flame
which you’ve promised not to lose..?
Time, indeed, heals wounds no more…
Scars could bring back memories, but memories they will only be;
I have dreamt my last,
The crimson tears have come forth;
Tell me, before my sun sets, will I be in your heart forever…?

P.S.
Such emotions. If there's one thing I'm proud about this madness, is that I gave its temporary title "Karu's Requiem". A couple of years ago, a young friend of mine named Karu or Akuro (Carolyn Cambare in real world) wrote this bemusing work of sadness. I asked her what inspired her, she just said that she was carried by my emotions and stories that time. Huh? Do I really get that emotional? Maybe...just maybe.

I read her journal and her other writings, all I can say, she's a great young writer - taking everything out of her pure heart.

More than a year ago, I have written "Karu's Requiem II" but still nothing beats the first one. It was some months ago when I started writing the third part, but due to unknown reasons, I was not able to complete it. Middle of the way, I got stuck. Maybe I'll let her finish my poem, maybe...

Fire Sale

Sometimes I wish that life is just a fire sale idea, just like in the flick live free or die hard. That when we hit the dead end, we go back to start again. That we can restore everything after destroying everything. That in similarity, after a computer malfunction, we just hit the reset button and everything will be back to normal again. That the only way to rebuild it is to start from the scratch. That what we build for many years can be rearrange according to our longing so we will feel better and feel new again. But this is not just a scheme, this is real life. We deal with real people here with unbound emotions. Sometimes that what makes it difficult - is that we never know where to begin. That where we end is not just the start of the new beginning.

Life is a road that I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing
Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey
I’ll be there when the world stops turning
I’ll be there when the storm is through
In the end I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you

I am not making any sense here. I know. I'm currently in an old town where everything is in tranquil. I should be sleeping.