wow, safe to say xanga's been replaced by multiply. well, for most kulasas.

oh. a friend i met in a thrilling book is in the verge of insanity. she's lonely. she's desperate. sad to say the world has turned it's back after she hooked up with powerful married man. her never-dying-flame is now the boss of the most powerful barn,, and the other, the late boss. the capo. interesting, high-five! fucking the mafia!

oh well. the life in a written narration degraded to the perfection of tales.

im thinking of making my own shirts. one of those that says: say-it-loud-im-irreverent-and-proud!. but not exactly one of those.

currently studying the 19th century language of diplomacy nad then preffered foreign language: francaise. im still in the phase of flaunting the proper french diction.

mom and tinkywinky are coming home tonight, technically tommorow dawn. *tongue licks lips and syrupy liquid hangs from corner lip*

wow, bonne nuit. au revoir!

not yet the long sleep

by John LeClare

Glittering dark, dancing
Before my eyes, closed
Everything I see, shadowed
In roaring silence
I hear
Falling
A feather
Soundless, a brush
My lovers touch
Bitter, life's bile
Sweet, love's taste
Shadows of tomorrow
Darken the path of yesterday
What was will not be
What is, stands
Before my eyes, open
My life

wow! its been a long time since i last opened my account..

nyt*]

ra-ra-ra your way to the top!

everyone, please heed my 'desperate and evs' call:

support our Philippine national football team!!! go Azkals!!

trivia:

--fil-brit brothers phil&james younghusband were tracted through the ps2 where the gaming dude discovered his opponent's similar lineage with his...the ps2 is sure full of wonders...not only that,, younghusband brothers are not just ordinary footballers-like me-..phil is part of chelsea's reserve team!! and admire their patriotism--they gave up playing for england (as of now, i dumbly guess) just so they could play for their mom's nation!! your momma must've been proud!! watch out cristiano ronaldo,, you might get in a serious one-on-one collision with phil!..oh asses-from-mars,, he sure is ''hot'':D..just 'it!'

its been long since i last wrote an entry. this has been my baby for -i thought- almost eternity till i've forgotten to  open this or even bother to look at my updates..im long separated from the realm of blogging that i felt ashamed i gave an absolute disregard on myself..i dont know but who knows, it's probable that if i to become impartial to blogging, i would have lost my senses ages back then..blogging gives solace to my exhausted soul(though i must admit it exposes me; apparently, i have to write sparsely so as not to offend my privacy for being naked in the eyes of so many im affectionate with or merely acquainted with.) 

absurd with how i write?! right, im quite fastidious with a reason today..i've been in love long before i found out i was..with a book! actually a story far more better than i thought it was. its very commendable to read. poignant to my intimate clandestine love(or rather passion) for stories of or from centuries ago, i longed to be keira knightley for a moment and again to feel how it's to be one of jane austen's beloved characters..   

speaking of jane austen..., i recollected from my summer what a mentor told me,, that my writing style is the same as those of ma'am austen, with all due respect. i exalt her for all the wonderful stories she wrote which(as a proof of her intelligence) classically lived to this day ..   

adieu, i have to sleep now. i dont want to have my bed wait any longer..