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Name: Sheight
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- Nom : the incurable romantic
- Lieu : Philippines
a fat-ass who constantly struggles to take a breather every now and then. a conventional man of quixotic tastes. a masticated piece of nothingness begging for your last drop of conceit. a procrastinate insisting on raw but substantial work under time constraint. a romantic, and incurable at that.
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--christmas concert '05--
u know _ _ _ _, <*if i must*> every waking second i spent restless, worryng abt u more than ull ever acknwldge.. i only prayed 2 my God 4 one thng & one thng alone.. that u find & be with that someone who'll spell craziness 4u all ovr again.. i dont care if she's no _ _ _ _ _ _ _.. just as long as she could be as mad&giving as u are.. i dunno y u had 2 keep things lyk ths frm me when u knw u only magnify the hurt u inflict by doin just that.. dangled, disposable-- that's exactly what it feels lyk ryt now.. but u knw me, u knw i nvr blabber abt thngs lyk ths so u need not worry urslf to death of students holding u in contempt because ure being misunderstood.. i cant even hold ths against u.. not when its already chrstmas & the season of good cheer.. bein surrounded by all these sweet voices, i think of u all the more.. & i silently thank my God 4 there is one less lonely person in my world now.. goodnight.. goodbye..
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i hate it when u obnoxiously terrorize a class on their 1st day
i hate it when ur brows furrow 2 explain a single verse of literary prose
i hate it when that AX belt of urs juts out of ur waist 2d dlightful viewng of eevan&bhabez's eyes
i hate it whenever ur outsyd class & all these students, guys,girls&gays alyk would juz crowd around u as if ur some big deal hotshot
i hate it when u say ure drunk & yet u seem 2 b more sober than an UNdrunk man
i hate it when i dont hear frm u 4 a good time & yet i could not NOT ignore u whn u fnally rmmber a SH8 u need 2 dump problms on
i hate it when u had 2 change ur profyl 2 married & mke me absnt myslf frm my classes demeriting me an incentive in ------'s class 4 prfct attndnce
i hate it when u cant have that one thng u most want & dserve
i hate it when i juz cant seem 2 say or do anythng 2 let u knw that ur gonna b olryt, that u can nvr b alone
i hate u, ur every detail, ur every peculiarity, ur every concern.. the very you!!
& i most especially hate it when i can do anythng but hate u.. *beh* Ü
---------------------
"i'd bargain with the devil.. just to be with my girl.. give me one month with her, devil.. then you may take me.. i just wanna be with my girl.."
"if you'd bargain with the devil.. then i'd bargain with my God to bring you back.."
---------------------
"so you're not lovin' me now, huh?? i told you, i don't want you getting this close to me.. i think the perfect image you had of me is all too ruined"
"whatever gave you the idea i had a perfect image of you?!"
..dawg, i saw you and i got that close to you.. and it is only when i got that close to you that i started forming THE perfect image of you.. God, i only saw perfection in you..
--------------------
christmas concert '05
.. and i couldn't even bring myself to hate you.. how could i, how could i when the children's tender voices are serenading me.. how could i hate you when i've foreseen this which has come.. i knew that soon enough you'll be with your ONE and that it's gonna be back to the bleachers for me again.. why can't you just tell me straight-up right from the very beginning that you're getting serious with her.. you knew it's gonna hurt me anyway.. and you knew i could brave it somehow.. why did you have to keep it from me that long..??
--------------------
seeing you that afternoon in that barong, God, what thoughts did i not think?! did i not think that perhaps you were giving your farewell speech?? did i not think that perhaps you were declaring an engagement to your MOST beloved?? did i not think that perhaps you were trying to look really dashing but still, you ended up looking really goofy??
.. that watching the movie ten things i hate about you is like deja vu. reminding me of how much i HATED you..
that i could never bring myself to accompany you in all those places you wanted to be accompanied to. that i have to come up with all these excuses just not to accompany you coz being with you means i could never conduct myself in a way which would not scream to your face, "Shit man, i'm more than madly in love with you."
that as you venerated HER, i silently prayed to the divine beings up there that i'd be able to hear and feel those same words too, from a lover, and if heavens should allow it.. from you.
that sometimes i wonder why you could hear THEIR hearts breaking over you.. but you selectively become deaf to the wails of your dude/ette.
that i have to stop over and over again from typing these words.. trying to brush away THESE, these things which are blurring my vision
that i aint no ms. jrn, that i aint no yspeak correspondent.. i just aint no her.. but that i would stay no matter what.. cast it in stone or steel, cast it in the hardest diamond known to man, dawg i'd stay with you.. if only that is what you wanted.. if only you could just tell me, tell me that there is something there, something not as colossal as that which you have for her.. just something sufficient enough which the days would generate more from..
that try as i may, i could never make you fall in love with your dude/ette.. and i could not blame you.. i was just never the perfect complement for you..
that once upon a time, i dreamt of holding your hands while watching the university's christmas concert. it was a beautiful sight.
that you finally went and got over the girl you loved more than all your past loves combined.. and then you fell in love with another. i looked at you and you were happy...
and i've never seen a more beautiful sight.
God.. she is indeed a very blessed wife.
......................
ow, must ask for jhen's long overdue letter.. hmmm..
^__^
u know _ _ _ _, <*if i must*> every waking second i spent restless, worryng abt u more than ull ever acknwldge.. i only prayed 2 my God 4 one thng & one thng alone.. that u find & be with that someone who'll spell craziness 4u all ovr again.. i dont care if she's no _ _ _ _ _ _ _.. just as long as she could be as mad&giving as u are.. i dunno y u had 2 keep things lyk ths frm me when u knw u only magnify the hurt u inflict by doin just that.. dangled, disposable-- that's exactly what it feels lyk ryt now.. but u knw me, u knw i nvr blabber abt thngs lyk ths so u need not worry urslf to death of students holding u in contempt because ure being misunderstood.. i cant even hold ths against u.. not when its already chrstmas & the season of good cheer.. bein surrounded by all these sweet voices, i think of u all the more.. & i silently thank my God 4 there is one less lonely person in my world now.. goodnight.. goodbye..
------------------
i hate it when u obnoxiously terrorize a class on their 1st day
i hate it when ur brows furrow 2 explain a single verse of literary prose
i hate it when that AX belt of urs juts out of ur waist 2d dlightful viewng of eevan&bhabez's eyes
i hate it whenever ur outsyd class & all these students, guys,girls&gays alyk would juz crowd around u as if ur some big deal hotshot
i hate it when u say ure drunk & yet u seem 2 b more sober than an UNdrunk man
i hate it when i dont hear frm u 4 a good time & yet i could not NOT ignore u whn u fnally rmmber a SH8 u need 2 dump problms on
i hate it when u had 2 change ur profyl 2 married & mke me absnt myslf frm my classes demeriting me an incentive in ------'s class 4 prfct attndnce
i hate it when u cant have that one thng u most want & dserve
i hate it when i juz cant seem 2 say or do anythng 2 let u knw that ur gonna b olryt, that u can nvr b alone
i hate u, ur every detail, ur every peculiarity, ur every concern.. the very you!!
& i most especially hate it when i can do anythng but hate u.. *beh* Ü
---------------------
"i'd bargain with the devil.. just to be with my girl.. give me one month with her, devil.. then you may take me.. i just wanna be with my girl.."
"if you'd bargain with the devil.. then i'd bargain with my God to bring you back.."
---------------------
"so you're not lovin' me now, huh?? i told you, i don't want you getting this close to me.. i think the perfect image you had of me is all too ruined"
"whatever gave you the idea i had a perfect image of you?!"
..dawg, i saw you and i got that close to you.. and it is only when i got that close to you that i started forming THE perfect image of you.. God, i only saw perfection in you..
--------------------
christmas concert '05
.. and i couldn't even bring myself to hate you.. how could i, how could i when the children's tender voices are serenading me.. how could i hate you when i've foreseen this which has come.. i knew that soon enough you'll be with your ONE and that it's gonna be back to the bleachers for me again.. why can't you just tell me straight-up right from the very beginning that you're getting serious with her.. you knew it's gonna hurt me anyway.. and you knew i could brave it somehow.. why did you have to keep it from me that long..??
--------------------
seeing you that afternoon in that barong, God, what thoughts did i not think?! did i not think that perhaps you were giving your farewell speech?? did i not think that perhaps you were declaring an engagement to your MOST beloved?? did i not think that perhaps you were trying to look really dashing but still, you ended up looking really goofy??
.. that watching the movie ten things i hate about you is like deja vu. reminding me of how much i HATED you..
that i could never bring myself to accompany you in all those places you wanted to be accompanied to. that i have to come up with all these excuses just not to accompany you coz being with you means i could never conduct myself in a way which would not scream to your face, "Shit man, i'm more than madly in love with you."
that as you venerated HER, i silently prayed to the divine beings up there that i'd be able to hear and feel those same words too, from a lover, and if heavens should allow it.. from you.
that sometimes i wonder why you could hear THEIR hearts breaking over you.. but you selectively become deaf to the wails of your dude/ette.
that i have to stop over and over again from typing these words.. trying to brush away THESE, these things which are blurring my vision
that i aint no ms. jrn, that i aint no yspeak correspondent.. i just aint no her.. but that i would stay no matter what.. cast it in stone or steel, cast it in the hardest diamond known to man, dawg i'd stay with you.. if only that is what you wanted.. if only you could just tell me, tell me that there is something there, something not as colossal as that which you have for her.. just something sufficient enough which the days would generate more from..
that try as i may, i could never make you fall in love with your dude/ette.. and i could not blame you.. i was just never the perfect complement for you..
that once upon a time, i dreamt of holding your hands while watching the university's christmas concert. it was a beautiful sight.
that you finally went and got over the girl you loved more than all your past loves combined.. and then you fell in love with another. i looked at you and you were happy...
and i've never seen a more beautiful sight.
God.. she is indeed a very blessed wife.
......................
ow, must ask for jhen's long overdue letter.. hmmm..
now gurlfrend, need i say more about my perfection of a dream lover??
errr.. tagging you again gurlfrend, jhen, bhabez, angelourdes, eevan, phoebz, rafael, shawite!!
so what if some of those people are not visiting my site, still they have blogs and the rules never stated a must on this one
^__^
akala ko pa naman wala nang mas nakakapagpadugo kesa mapag-alamang ang minamahal mo ay ikinasal na.. at hindi pa sayo..
ngunit mali ako.. maling-mali!!
mas lapastangan paren pala na makumpirmang ang iniirog mo..
ay mas babae pa sayo..
>__<
aaaaaaaawww gee, i can sooooooo feel your pain!!
c'mon let's start throwin javelins na at all the pederastrians!!
startin with bhabez wheeeeee!!
on second thought, multiple murder ang magagawa naten, punishable by death yun at.. mukhang mauubos pa ang populasyon sa klase naten hmmmmm..
at, at pinakamasaklap paren pala kung malalaman nateng ang mga iniirog pa pala naten ang nagpakasal!!
sheeez
^__^
ngunit mali ako.. maling-mali!!
mas lapastangan paren pala na makumpirmang ang iniirog mo..
ay mas babae pa sayo..
>__<
aaaaaaaawww gee, i can sooooooo feel your pain!!
c'mon let's start throwin javelins na at all the pederastrians!!
startin with bhabez wheeeeee!!
on second thought, multiple murder ang magagawa naten, punishable by death yun at.. mukhang mauubos pa ang populasyon sa klase naten hmmmmm..
at, at pinakamasaklap paren pala kung malalaman nateng ang mga iniirog pa pala naten ang nagpakasal!!
sheeez
^__^
whew!! it has been a real long week!!
im just plain overjoyed for goin 1st place with Blue Quill's documentary this year wheee *__*
and im all too overjoyed for some good riddance i had as the outcome of the week's events.
wow, you won't believe how IMELDIFFIC people could be nowadays, you know, the kind of people who could be so proud and arrogant with themselves without even bothering to check on the "investigative journalists" who happened to witness the skeletons they hide in their closets!! wow, really, what spirit they have.
ow well, i guess the sealed portfolio takes care of that.
anyhow, i remember this flick "The Girl Next Door"
the lines-- "I can never forget... the three legs of a tripod... and the girl next door."
BHABEZ, GEE i could not even begin to stretch the language to tell you two just how thankful i am to my Almighty God for ending up with you. sige na hindi ko na paduduguin ilong niyo, sobrang relieved lang ako every time na bago ako matutulog, i can tell myself, "Kahit binababoy ng mga taong to ang kabuuan ng pagkatao ko, ayos lang... they are still the same persons who'd give me enough sanity to continue fighting. literally. tig-didiyes, tig-didiyes, tig-didiyes, tenenenenen yesssssssssssssh!! mahal ko kayo. sobra." We ARE the TRIUMVIRATE.. truly, the three legs of a tripod. Fun, Hilarity are understatements when im with you guys!! Salamat sobra sa pagnanais niyong hawakan ko ang live wire!! >__<
The GIRLS Next Door. ang gurlfrend JACA q, ang wala pang-alam-na-si JHEN q, ang vaughmshell Eevan q kahit na nilalamas nya na ang buong katauhan ko, cge na nga c vangge naren at c joiz q!!
these GIRLS NEXT DOOR, they were the ones who stood by me when i was all too hating and mad, i was ready to throw a javelin at the next PEDERASTRIAN i see, which would be bhabez most probably ( :
bstah, i was just too OVERLY overwhelmed to feel these guys backing me up at the most crucial points.. well somehow it was sad because i never thought i'd live to see the day they would be backing me up when people i believed to be loyal to me suddenly betrayed the confidence i had in them.. and went on the frontier against me/the tripod..
indeed, you could never choose who to fall in love with..
and all this time, i beholded them and beamed at myself for having found GOLD..
who could've thought they were pyrite.. mere FOOL's gold.
in all of this, i think i learned one thing about myself--
i need REAL practice in assessing someone's character..
coz i ought to start seeing people for who they really are, not for the perfect phantasm i have of them.
I really think i deserve the kind of friendship which is secure enough to understand that i would rather have myself subjected to lies, controversies and be affected by them just so that i could blanket THEM from the exact same things..
the kind of friendship who could see me inside-out and be intelligent enough to know that i could NEVER utter the lines "STEALER OF IDEAS" to the same people whom i shared the best memories with..
and more than anything else, i need the kind of friendship that'd appreciate in the very least the rationality i have and be able to trust the things that i do.. to feel it in themselves that i do the most objectionable things coz i believe they need a self-righting process.. coz i see the discipline that i see, and i don't want a reason to hate them for leaving me hanging..
ow Dear Lord, im guessing i got my birthday gift a wee bit early, huh?? ooohhh, thank You for giving me the facility to be this angry.. because it just reminds me i've got every inch of reason and right to be this seething mad and hating..
and the most gnawing-at-the guts-question i have right now is.. if i had willed myself to join another group all along, do i stand the chance of having with them what i had with those guys??
My God, if you could answer me with a "yes" to that, then why.. why do i have to fall in love with them?? isn't it enough that (long ago), i fell in love with a very wrong guy?! now, must you really allow me to fall madly in love with such wrong person(s)?!
.. for all that glisters is not gold..
you could only try being the right person for them for so long, after that you start asking yourself, "WHAT EXACTLY IS THE POINT??"
bhabez asked me if i could ever find it interspersed between my anger and hatred to forgive those guys..
LIKE duh?? how are you supposed to serve forgiveness where it is not solicited?? where there is only miserably misplaced arrogance and pride..
Forgive them-- hypothetically possible.
but i don't think i could ever forgive myself, for having been fooled into loving that much, and thinking for a second there that i mean more than JUST THAT to them..
-__-
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with a thousand-peso-purchasing-power on our hands--
Bhabez: "I'm like gonna buy a new fone!! Ikaw Gee??" ;p
Gee: "Bibili ako ng lalaki!! 'to talagang may crush saken oh, i think he's forgetting to get my number!!" .Ü.
I: "I'm gonna buy myself NEW TAMAGOTCHI's!!"
..well atleast these PETS/pests won't fall short of the little expectation i have of them.
^__^
im just plain overjoyed for goin 1st place with Blue Quill's documentary this year wheee *__*
and im all too overjoyed for some good riddance i had as the outcome of the week's events.
wow, you won't believe how IMELDIFFIC people could be nowadays, you know, the kind of people who could be so proud and arrogant with themselves without even bothering to check on the "investigative journalists" who happened to witness the skeletons they hide in their closets!! wow, really, what spirit they have.
ow well, i guess the sealed portfolio takes care of that.
anyhow, i remember this flick "The Girl Next Door"
the lines-- "I can never forget... the three legs of a tripod... and the girl next door."
BHABEZ, GEE i could not even begin to stretch the language to tell you two just how thankful i am to my Almighty God for ending up with you. sige na hindi ko na paduduguin ilong niyo, sobrang relieved lang ako every time na bago ako matutulog, i can tell myself, "Kahit binababoy ng mga taong to ang kabuuan ng pagkatao ko, ayos lang... they are still the same persons who'd give me enough sanity to continue fighting. literally. tig-didiyes, tig-didiyes, tig-didiyes, tenenenenen yesssssssssssssh!! mahal ko kayo. sobra." We ARE the TRIUMVIRATE.. truly, the three legs of a tripod. Fun, Hilarity are understatements when im with you guys!! Salamat sobra sa pagnanais niyong hawakan ko ang live wire!! >__<
The GIRLS Next Door. ang gurlfrend JACA q, ang wala pang-alam-na-si JHEN q, ang vaughmshell Eevan q kahit na nilalamas nya na ang buong katauhan ko, cge na nga c vangge naren at c joiz q!!
these GIRLS NEXT DOOR, they were the ones who stood by me when i was all too hating and mad, i was ready to throw a javelin at the next PEDERASTRIAN i see, which would be bhabez most probably ( :
bstah, i was just too OVERLY overwhelmed to feel these guys backing me up at the most crucial points.. well somehow it was sad because i never thought i'd live to see the day they would be backing me up when people i believed to be loyal to me suddenly betrayed the confidence i had in them.. and went on the frontier against me/the tripod..
indeed, you could never choose who to fall in love with..
and all this time, i beholded them and beamed at myself for having found GOLD..
who could've thought they were pyrite.. mere FOOL's gold.
in all of this, i think i learned one thing about myself--
i need REAL practice in assessing someone's character..
coz i ought to start seeing people for who they really are, not for the perfect phantasm i have of them.
I really think i deserve the kind of friendship which is secure enough to understand that i would rather have myself subjected to lies, controversies and be affected by them just so that i could blanket THEM from the exact same things..
the kind of friendship who could see me inside-out and be intelligent enough to know that i could NEVER utter the lines "STEALER OF IDEAS" to the same people whom i shared the best memories with..
and more than anything else, i need the kind of friendship that'd appreciate in the very least the rationality i have and be able to trust the things that i do.. to feel it in themselves that i do the most objectionable things coz i believe they need a self-righting process.. coz i see the discipline that i see, and i don't want a reason to hate them for leaving me hanging..
ow Dear Lord, im guessing i got my birthday gift a wee bit early, huh?? ooohhh, thank You for giving me the facility to be this angry.. because it just reminds me i've got every inch of reason and right to be this seething mad and hating..
and the most gnawing-at-the guts-question i have right now is.. if i had willed myself to join another group all along, do i stand the chance of having with them what i had with those guys??
My God, if you could answer me with a "yes" to that, then why.. why do i have to fall in love with them?? isn't it enough that (long ago), i fell in love with a very wrong guy?! now, must you really allow me to fall madly in love with such wrong person(s)?!
.. for all that glisters is not gold..
you could only try being the right person for them for so long, after that you start asking yourself, "WHAT EXACTLY IS THE POINT??"
bhabez asked me if i could ever find it interspersed between my anger and hatred to forgive those guys..
LIKE duh?? how are you supposed to serve forgiveness where it is not solicited?? where there is only miserably misplaced arrogance and pride..
Forgive them-- hypothetically possible.
but i don't think i could ever forgive myself, for having been fooled into loving that much, and thinking for a second there that i mean more than JUST THAT to them..
-__-
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
with a thousand-peso-purchasing-power on our hands--
Bhabez: "I'm like gonna buy a new fone!! Ikaw Gee??" ;p
Gee: "Bibili ako ng lalaki!! 'to talagang may crush saken oh, i think he's forgetting to get my number!!" .Ü.
I: "I'm gonna buy myself NEW TAMAGOTCHI's!!"
..well atleast these PETS/pests won't fall short of the little expectation i have of them.
^__^
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