MON VOYAGE á LA VIE

here you go..

My mom is the coolest mom in the world. She never ran out of stories to share. I love the sound of her laughter. I miss the way she wakes me up in the morning. She’s always been the sunshine of the family. I can never imagine my life without her. I love you mama!!

hmm.. hmm..

saneangel:

was supposed to be writing an entry for a departmental newsletter/magazine but somehow, i just can’t seem to find the words. am not even sure if i want to write that entry..

well, yeah, i know i do, but a part of me hesitates. i dunno. i guess, i am concerned that the people who would read it may not like the fact that i wrote it..

i wanted it to be a contribution. i wanted it to be my farewell. i wanted it to be that one last chance to communicate with them. i wanted it to be my all-in-one..

and i can’t do it. the words are simply not within my reach…

…”Do what you want and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”…

…rain, rain, go away! come again another day…. hi there! i received another letter from E.C. hehe!

Me, myself and I…the Idealist!

You are a passionate, caring, and unique person. You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals. You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily. Your heart tends to rule you. You can’t make decisions without considering feelings. You seek out other empathetic people to befriend. Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships. In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily. At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career. With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone. As far as your looks go, you’ve likely taken the time to develop your own personal style. On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.

i miss you too, sis!

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

I dream of having a tattoo but I have low tolerance with pain. I hate needles that is why I hate going to hospitals, dental clinics and all places where they use needles for their services. But I’m not satisfied with just having henna tattoos. Oh well, I still might be able to get one without the pain…

Miracle

How could I throw away a miracle? How could I face another day? Its all of my doing, I made a choice And today, I pay My heart is full of pain How could you understand, the way I feel? How could you relate to so much pain? Seems as though nothing can comfort me So today, I pray That someone should listen, for… Chorus: Nothing should matter Not when love grows inside you The choice is yours Theres a miracle in store… Nothing should matter Not when love grows inside you A voice of love is crying out Dont throw love away Theres a miracle in store… How could I let go of a miracle? Nothing cold ever take its place Thought I was looking, out for myself Now it seems the pain Is all that I have gained I wonder if I could be your miracle I wonder if I could spare you pain Seems as though nothing will comfort me Lord, less today, I pray That you should come listen Dont ever throw away your miracle Dont let it slip away Nothing should matter

my baby’s loving opinion about my java chip frap

my girlfriend always told me that she feels better when she start to sip her favorite signatured coffee of starbucks..java chip frap to be exact.. I told her, it doesnt do any good to me specially when my stomach starts to feel unsual whenever i had one..(even tall size). She always make sure that she’ll have one grande or venti java chip to start her week right or else she’ll gonna be annoyed all week long..

Pressured, depress and try to prove my self’s worth…I try to put myself on my girlfriend’s shoe and see if there will be any difference and how powerfull java chip frap is, I took a cab goin to work today and found dropping myself off to an office nearby starbucks coffe shop. I ordered java chip frap grande and old fashioned oatmeal cookie, and of course,i wont forget to smoked my lungs out…Mind you, this is the first time ive ever done this alone.

When I first sip my coffee, im trying to taste it as if its my first time, I feel it running cold down to my throat but i dont feel any better.. I ate my cookie up to the last bite but i never get satisfied how it taste.. I try to sip my coffee while i smoke until I noticed that my java chip runs dry..only the whip and the cookie bits left.. i was surprised, i never felt different at all..

Then I get off of my ass and walk my feet going to the office.. while walking, i then figure out what’s missing..why didnt i feel better..

I miss the warmth of her laugther while sipping coffee.. how she appreciate and feel better whenever she has java chip grip against her palm..the unbelivable energy she has accumulated when she first got a taste of it.. miss her everlasting stories while smoking..but most of all.. I miss her and our bonding moments with java chip frapuccino..

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