My body aches,
My brain is fried
My eyes hurt from long days
And no sleep
My hands are numb
My legs won’t move
My lips are dry
I’m thirsty
I’m hungry
For everything
My face is says nothing of it
Robbed of all its expressions
My heart bleeds
Little pieces shuttered
within my soul
My inner peace is gone
My hope lingers
My faith hangs on
I’m out of words to express my need
I’m out of tears to show my sorrow
My hands fold back
Tired and ashamed of stretching to receive from others
My lips are dry from asking,
Explaining my situation
Why I need help one more time
My nights are short
and full of agony
My thoughts are cramped up in my small head
Full of ideas gone sour
When oh God
Shall my sun go down no more?
When will my sky
be full of stars again?
when will the sun
shine my mornings again?
When oh when shall my sorrow depart?
When whilst my heart cry no more?
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
Mass Sunday
O.H.I.M.A Oh hell it's monday again :(
On saturday night on my way home from i know where, K gave me a ride home. Now i fret when am walking home late at night and a car pulls up infront of me. Especially when it's a car i don't recognise. So anyway, this car pulls ahead of me and stops. I keep walking on the side then as i pass it from a distance, the driver rolls down the window and it's this chic. I look at her in the semi-dark and she looks just a tad familiar. In my mind am trying to place where i've seen her. Suddenly she offers an intro and i remember where we've met. She offers to drop me home. We chat on the way to my house and do some bonding. We get to my house and we say the night niceties as she drops me off.
For some reason i couldn't sleep well on Saturday. I woke up at 4am. Darn it sleep, when i don't have anywhere to go i can't sleep wait until i have to get my ass up for work then i really want to sleep. WTH? is my system that jerked up or confused???
Anyway at 930am I went to a padres game b/c D used to play before he hurt his shoulder. He now trains some high school kids and i went to see them for whatever type of support you would call that lol. I left at 11am and went for the 12:30pm catholic mass. I wasn't raised catholic and i haven't had a desire to attend mass and the only one time i did it was for pure bliss. Long story short i did go for mass yesterday b/c i got an invite from my friend L. I walk in i totally forget there's holy water by the door, so i paused,deeped my hand and did the cross, then knelt towards the alter before i sat down. As I learnt later on L took me to the oldies mass. Now don't get me wrong church is church because it's what i make it but at least i like it when i get to sing. They had a lady who sang and the congregation did was repeat the chorus. Then for whatever reason i missed the sermon, i could have bet $1000 there wasn't a sermon until my friend said if i could that meant i'd slept thru the service which of course I hadn't. I think it's only because am used to one way of doing things and that was all so new to me.
Can you keep a secret? after the service i was browsing the church paper program they gave us on our way out. I wasn't browsing it just to look interested,no. I was browsing to find the hours for the confession box. I have this deep urge that i'd love to go into a confession box. Call me psycho...
I went back home slept until 5pm then went out to dinner w/ D because it was his birthday on Friday. It was D, K and I then later on D-boy and L joined us. We had a great time. Full of laughs, giggles, cheap thrills and utter amusement.By the time i got home i was so pooped i just wanted to sleep. And sleep well i did.
On saturday night on my way home from i know where, K gave me a ride home. Now i fret when am walking home late at night and a car pulls up infront of me. Especially when it's a car i don't recognise. So anyway, this car pulls ahead of me and stops. I keep walking on the side then as i pass it from a distance, the driver rolls down the window and it's this chic. I look at her in the semi-dark and she looks just a tad familiar. In my mind am trying to place where i've seen her. Suddenly she offers an intro and i remember where we've met. She offers to drop me home. We chat on the way to my house and do some bonding. We get to my house and we say the night niceties as she drops me off.
For some reason i couldn't sleep well on Saturday. I woke up at 4am. Darn it sleep, when i don't have anywhere to go i can't sleep wait until i have to get my ass up for work then i really want to sleep. WTH? is my system that jerked up or confused???
Anyway at 930am I went to a padres game b/c D used to play before he hurt his shoulder. He now trains some high school kids and i went to see them for whatever type of support you would call that lol. I left at 11am and went for the 12:30pm catholic mass. I wasn't raised catholic and i haven't had a desire to attend mass and the only one time i did it was for pure bliss. Long story short i did go for mass yesterday b/c i got an invite from my friend L. I walk in i totally forget there's holy water by the door, so i paused,deeped my hand and did the cross, then knelt towards the alter before i sat down. As I learnt later on L took me to the oldies mass. Now don't get me wrong church is church because it's what i make it but at least i like it when i get to sing. They had a lady who sang and the congregation did was repeat the chorus. Then for whatever reason i missed the sermon, i could have bet $1000 there wasn't a sermon until my friend said if i could that meant i'd slept thru the service which of course I hadn't. I think it's only because am used to one way of doing things and that was all so new to me.
Can you keep a secret? after the service i was browsing the church paper program they gave us on our way out. I wasn't browsing it just to look interested,no. I was browsing to find the hours for the confession box. I have this deep urge that i'd love to go into a confession box. Call me psycho...
I went back home slept until 5pm then went out to dinner w/ D because it was his birthday on Friday. It was D, K and I then later on D-boy and L joined us. We had a great time. Full of laughs, giggles, cheap thrills and utter amusement.By the time i got home i was so pooped i just wanted to sleep. And sleep well i did.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Friday Enroute Saturday
- It's that time of the month again, get yer mind off the gutter, not that one haha, at least not yet, oh well...
- the spell is on
- i'm so effing homesick
- i cried myself home last night. Each footstep of my 3mile walk there was full of tears
- sometimes i just let it all go, let it all out
- cry just a tad bit to cleanse my soul
- so that tomorrow when i need just a tad bit more of energy i can reach deep enough
- and find something to fall back on
- my inner strength
- it keeps me going
- i dislike my homesick spells
- they linger a while, make me miserable then just
- as they came, leave almost unnoticably
- sadly i always know they came
- they don't kill me, they make me stronger
- fridays' are my worst days, at least not as bad as mondays, dude not even close lol
- but for whatever reason, fridays are the days i feel most alone
- not lonely, nah-ah haha alone
- still i live on...
- somehow a day at a time. Try to project less and write my gratitude list more
- i'm so depressed right now...
- where does depression hurt? here, there, er..everywhere
- who does depression hurt? everyone
Current Mood: Graetful
Song playing currently in my mind:Who Knew-Pink
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Not a pretty day
- Some days like today i feel like there's nothing pretty about my life
- Fall is knocking and with each day now comes a tad more chilliness
- I dislike it when it's cold, because i get cold and end-up sick
- I'm a sickling by nature
- I'm the type that caught every illness as a kid
- And no, it's nothing to do with low immmunity
- I just get sinus, my chest congests, I wheeze and get a runny nose suffice to say the list is endless :(
- I tried to get some green tea but today's was way bitter.
- I tried to force it down my throat but thought i might end up gagging and stopped.
- I'm trying to cut back on my coffee intake.
- I'm a coffee addict.
- I love, love cofee and i do it with extra shots, that makes it even worse b/c i'm wired all day.
- I'm insomniac, it takes forever to relax my system and coax it to go to sleep.
- I don't feel like talking to anyone today
- I just have nothing to say to the world
- It wouldn't understand anyway...
Current Mood:Stretchy
Song currently playing in my mind:Don't forget to remember me-Carrie Underwood
Monday, September 18, 2006
Married Men
Yesterday was a good day because I slept in for a few hours. I woke up at 9-ish am and left the house for the library to get some schoolwork done. I needed to use the school computer now that my landlady won't let me use hers. Like I care. I was in the library until 5pm, technically they kicked me out because 5pm is when they close. At least I got some work done.
I have every number in my cellphone assigned to a group. Each group has a different ringtone. This helps me know who's calling without even looking. Now I am on the bus-stop waiting on the bus as i talk to my friend on the cellphone. Suddenly my phone makes this beeping sound to indicate an incoming call. It's, B, we haven't spoke since June, so why now? Of course I reject but he calls right back, i reject but he keeps calling back again and again w/o leaving a voicemail. Finally I get irritated and answer. He wants to meet-up show me a car he's selling. I'm not looking into buying a car anymore but common courtesy is good. I agree to meet him up and see it. God knows I don't have the money so this is just for the thrills. I meet him up like an hour later and the ride is the shit and then some. It's even black, just what i like. I like it instantly lol I drive it around for like an hour. Tell B too bad I can't buy it and tell him i have to get going since i have an early day tomorrow. He offers to drop me home. We get there and he pulls right infront of my gate and as i get out he reaches out and tries to kiss me. I push him off.
What's wrong with men? especially married MEN? for crying out loud sakes', you're married with children and you're still trying to sleep around. This is the second time the damnass has made a pass at me. First time i let it slide. But evidently he still hasn't given up. I have a lot of dignity and self-esteem. I have my own standards and principles that i live,eat and walk. I will not sleep around or go around kissing any man unless i'm married to him, then it's gotta be my husband.Yes, I know i'm different.
And people still wonder why i hang out alone, because i can't take such low-life mannerisms. Ugh makes me want to gag.
Cammon now and am suppossed to believe in marriage and relationships???Singlehood rocks!
Current mood: Disgusted
Song currently playing in my mind: We walk the same line-EBTG
I have every number in my cellphone assigned to a group. Each group has a different ringtone. This helps me know who's calling without even looking. Now I am on the bus-stop waiting on the bus as i talk to my friend on the cellphone. Suddenly my phone makes this beeping sound to indicate an incoming call. It's, B, we haven't spoke since June, so why now? Of course I reject but he calls right back, i reject but he keeps calling back again and again w/o leaving a voicemail. Finally I get irritated and answer. He wants to meet-up show me a car he's selling. I'm not looking into buying a car anymore but common courtesy is good. I agree to meet him up and see it. God knows I don't have the money so this is just for the thrills. I meet him up like an hour later and the ride is the shit and then some. It's even black, just what i like. I like it instantly lol I drive it around for like an hour. Tell B too bad I can't buy it and tell him i have to get going since i have an early day tomorrow. He offers to drop me home. We get there and he pulls right infront of my gate and as i get out he reaches out and tries to kiss me. I push him off.
What's wrong with men? especially married MEN? for crying out loud sakes', you're married with children and you're still trying to sleep around. This is the second time the damnass has made a pass at me. First time i let it slide. But evidently he still hasn't given up. I have a lot of dignity and self-esteem. I have my own standards and principles that i live,eat and walk. I will not sleep around or go around kissing any man unless i'm married to him, then it's gotta be my husband.Yes, I know i'm different.
And people still wonder why i hang out alone, because i can't take such low-life mannerisms. Ugh makes me want to gag.
Cammon now and am suppossed to believe in marriage and relationships???Singlehood rocks!
Current mood: Disgusted
Song currently playing in my mind: We walk the same line-EBTG
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
I hope you dance
I hope u never lose your sense of wonder
What does it take to hope?
Believing that tomorrow will be better than today
That you’ll get a second chance
That you’ll make a difference
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
Hunger-is the wanting to see more
Feel more
Touch more
Crave/desire/search out/find/hold more
Sometimes hunger hurts more
May you never take one single breathe
for granted
So breathe out and breathe in
And soak it all up
God forbid love ever leave your empty-handed
But if it does,
May it leave you patient and stronger
Willing and wiser, tender and tougher
I hope u still feel small
When u stand beside ocean
Whenever one
Door closes I hope
One more opens
Promise me that u’ll give faith a
Fighting chance
A promise is all about faith
A promise is only as strong
As your own faith in your own self
So when u give your word
In light of your strengths and in spite
Of your weaknesses,
To struggle and follow through
You are doing a beautiful thing
And when you get the chance
To sit it out or dance
I hope dance
Who cares what you sound like with a voice all your own
I hope you never fear those mountains in
The distance
Its crossing your fingers when the map doesn’t make sense, when the compass
Doesn’t know truly north from truly lost, and it’s up to you
to persevere and get to the other side
Never settle for the path of
Least resistance
*Living might mean taking
Chances,
But they’re worth taking
It’s risky breathing, let alone needing.
Trusting, reaching out. Life is the leap of faith,
The bold declaration of
Hope.*
Loving might be a mistake
But it’s
Worth making
This is really big stuff!
This is the crux of the whole
Adventure!
Love, love, love
You have to love
And if you don’t get love right,
You have to move on
And forgive
And then you have to remember
That you’ve forgiven
Or else you can’t move on.
And If you don’t move on
U’ll surely end up..
Bitter
Don’t let some
Hell-bent
Heart leave you bitter
(and don’t say I didn’t warn you)
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
You one worth so much
To me, to us, to life as such
Give the heavens above
More than a passing glance
Heaven-a place somehow high above the clouds,
Yet deep inside your soul
A place of complete peace of total, utter happiness
A place greater than the sum of everything you’ll ver be or could ever imagine to be
A place we all want to get to
But just not yet…
And when you get the choice to st out
Or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance because
Time
Time is a wheel
Time is a wheel in constant motion
Always
Rolling along us
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder…
Where their years have gone
But I’d also like to think that time and age are cousins-they’re relative.
Who said you have to go by actual miles?
If you didn’t know how old you were, how old would you be?
(me, I’m sticking with eighteen)
I’ll even argue that you can bottle youth
What you store it in is all up to you
(I suggest you heart)
If you can figure out a way to keep
The energy and fire alive
You’ll always stay young
And where there’s youth, there’s hope
Where there’s hope, there’s wonder
Where there’s wonder, there’s faith
Where there’s faith, there’s chance
Where there’s chance, there’s love
Where there’s love, there’s music
And dancing.
So in my heart of heart’s
I hope you dance
I really hope you dance
-Amen-
-WAIT-
promise me one more thing:
if tommorrow you wake up feeling
unoriginal
or as if you don’t belong
or faithless
or tired of this world
please remember this
(or just call me)
-NO, it’s not the end
It’s the beginning-
What does it take to hope?
Believing that tomorrow will be better than today
That you’ll get a second chance
That you’ll make a difference
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
Hunger-is the wanting to see more
Feel more
Touch more
Crave/desire/search out/find/hold more
Sometimes hunger hurts more
May you never take one single breathe
for granted
So breathe out and breathe in
And soak it all up
God forbid love ever leave your empty-handed
But if it does,
May it leave you patient and stronger
Willing and wiser, tender and tougher
I hope u still feel small
When u stand beside ocean
Whenever one
Door closes I hope
One more opens
Promise me that u’ll give faith a
Fighting chance
A promise is all about faith
A promise is only as strong
As your own faith in your own self
So when u give your word
In light of your strengths and in spite
Of your weaknesses,
To struggle and follow through
You are doing a beautiful thing
And when you get the chance
To sit it out or dance
I hope dance
Who cares what you sound like with a voice all your own
I hope you never fear those mountains in
The distance
Its crossing your fingers when the map doesn’t make sense, when the compass
Doesn’t know truly north from truly lost, and it’s up to you
to persevere and get to the other side
Never settle for the path of
Least resistance
*Living might mean taking
Chances,
But they’re worth taking
It’s risky breathing, let alone needing.
Trusting, reaching out. Life is the leap of faith,
The bold declaration of
Hope.*
Loving might be a mistake
But it’s
Worth making
This is really big stuff!
This is the crux of the whole
Adventure!
Love, love, love
You have to love
And if you don’t get love right,
You have to move on
And forgive
And then you have to remember
That you’ve forgiven
Or else you can’t move on.
And If you don’t move on
U’ll surely end up..
Bitter
Don’t let some
Hell-bent
Heart leave you bitter
(and don’t say I didn’t warn you)
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
You one worth so much
To me, to us, to life as such
Give the heavens above
More than a passing glance
Heaven-a place somehow high above the clouds,
Yet deep inside your soul
A place of complete peace of total, utter happiness
A place greater than the sum of everything you’ll ver be or could ever imagine to be
A place we all want to get to
But just not yet…
And when you get the choice to st out
Or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance because
Time
Time is a wheel
Time is a wheel in constant motion
Always
Rolling along us
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder…
Where their years have gone
But I’d also like to think that time and age are cousins-they’re relative.
Who said you have to go by actual miles?
If you didn’t know how old you were, how old would you be?
(me, I’m sticking with eighteen)
I’ll even argue that you can bottle youth
What you store it in is all up to you
(I suggest you heart)
If you can figure out a way to keep
The energy and fire alive
You’ll always stay young
And where there’s youth, there’s hope
Where there’s hope, there’s wonder
Where there’s wonder, there’s faith
Where there’s faith, there’s chance
Where there’s chance, there’s love
Where there’s love, there’s music
And dancing.
So in my heart of heart’s
I hope you dance
I really hope you dance
-Amen-
-WAIT-
promise me one more thing:
if tommorrow you wake up feeling
unoriginal
or as if you don’t belong
or faithless
or tired of this world
please remember this
(or just call me)
-NO, it’s not the end
It’s the beginning-
100 things about me
- I love doing memes
- i talk to myself
- then answer myself
- when am bored i make-up people and have conversations
- i laugh out loud when i remember something funny
- i love laughing
- i love having my space
- i love walking home after darkness settles in
- i like having my feet up
- i try to say a prayer everyday
- i used to go to church each sunday but i stopped
- i don't think going to church is the crux
- i mean i'd love to go to church each sunday but can't right now
- however i still maintain a personal relationship w/God which is all that counts to me
- i make my own cds
- i love pop music
- am no saint
- but i try to be a better person everyday
- right now am pretty sure am not been better than yesterday
- b/c am doing this at work
- i easily get bored
- i love staying in bed
- there's just something about been under the covers
- i obssess about scrubbing my face
- i cannot sleep without pillows, at least 2
- am a bad sleeper
- i attest to 's/he that kneels most stands best' from personal experience
- i love reading novels
- i easily cry
- my cellphone is what keeps most of my relationships or friendships alive
- my hair used to be long, i wonder what happened to it
- i dislike dressing up to go places
- i look forward to going home for only one reason-solitude-
- i hole-up in my room, i love it in there
- i have 12 charm bracelets, they are so beautiful
- i hardly remember my dreams
- am not even sure if i dream in color or not
- i have an ivory bracelet
- a friend i made gave it to me 3years ago
- i have alot of clothes i don't wear
- i don't like going to people's houses
- i don't like it when people don't keep their word
- I got myself a new bible this year
- books are my greatest wealth
- sometime back i made sure i took some amount from each paycheck to buy a book
- I try to do my morning devotion every day
- i have alot of fears
- now i believe love is all the good things
- i love my first name, i really love it
- i have alot of akas
- i really dislike the way one of my profs pronounces it, it drives me crazy, i really try hard to not block my ears b/c i dislike it each time she says it, grrrh
- I don't hate, I dislike
- I know for a fact that God is real
- i dislike confrontations
- i obssess over calories
- some days am really good others am not
- i love candles
- i keep my room neat
- i hardly leave the house before making my bed
- i get homesick spells
- sometimes i forget how far i am from my real home
- until something jolts me back to reality
- and when it sinks i fight not to cry
- most people are kind to me
- i try to be nice to everyone
- am simple
- i love been comfortable
- i wish i could wear my tees, jeans and tennis shoes anywhere
- am glad am not in a dress-up career
- i got a turqoise ring for my 21st birthday but i lost it, i can't find it. I have looked everywhere. I can't help wishing that's its just misplaced. It's been MIA since Jan.
- I wanted to get a tatoo of a guardian angel on my left shoulder blade for my 22nd birthday
- but i won't. i changed my mind. i was going to get it for the wrong reasons. don't ask what.
- a lot of good things have happened this year, so far, am graetful to God.
- though most times things are pretty thick/hard somehow in the end they always work out
- i heard a lovely song about hope on my friend's car. i have to get it.
- I love been different.
- am very antiphotogenic and i don't even try to make it better
- i love tees with messages on them like "i am with stupid" "i am a virgin (this shirt is very old)"
- I love taking long walks
- i enjoy my own company
- simply, i am a loner
- i love who i am
- i nest more than i dream although most times am in bed
- i love sunsets
- i hope to do a euro-trip, i won't let anything stop me unless am helping people
- i'd love to learn how to drive a motorbike then own one
- i believe i can do anything i put my heart to
- i don't care about riches. i want just enough for my family and i and to reach out to others who need help.
- I have a soft spot for orphans. i'd love to start an orphanage after i graduate
- I hope and pray to God i'll keep all lessons i've learnt all my life
- i want to live a legacy
- not as a hero, but just an everyday woman, who does her job the very best she can
- i'd love to write a book about my life
- am a light-sleeper
- i cover my head when i sleep. if i don't i won't sleep.
- I miss my highschool friends
- most of my good friends are boys
- I miss writing letters
- i dislike an alarm clocks sound most
- I find memories in the smallest of things
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Sunday, September 10, 2006
Life is what you make it
Life is beautiful
life is all the good things
but we have to let it be
Life is what we make it
memories
sweet or
bitter
about the life we make
Life can be sad
or happy
not everyday of it
but we can try
Try to project less
and write
our gratitude lists
Try to live
a day at a time
making the best of everything
Not want to always be a hero
just an everyday man
doing everything
the best way we can
Life
it's all about what we make it
life is all the good things
but we have to let it be
Life is what we make it
memories
sweet or
bitter
about the life we make
Life can be sad
or happy
not everyday of it
but we can try
Try to project less
and write
our gratitude lists
Try to live
a day at a time
making the best of everything
Not want to always be a hero
just an everyday man
doing everything
the best way we can
Life
it's all about what we make it
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