frostangel

2004-03-18T23:22:00.000-08:00

Friendster- (i.e) join my friendster. this term sucks. i guess i'll just move to hipstir or stick to myspace and tickle account. my ego is bruised by this fickle and greedy internet program (whatever you call it).

2004-03-18T18:10:00.000-08:00

Sana grumadweyt ako. Yun lang. Maski hindi na ako dumalo sa seremonyas ng pagtatapos, basta makuha ko lang diploma ko.

2004-03-14T23:22:00.000-08:00

Kagabi.

Walang internet sa bahay kaya naisip kong ngayon isulat ang isang kahiwagaang nangyari sa utak ko. Oo. Pati ako nahihiwagaan. Parang sinabi ko na ring hindi ko na mahagip ang takbo ng sarili kong utak. Ang daming mga kaisipang hindi ko maintindihan pero gustong-gusto kong isipin.

(tawa)

Hindi ko rin naman talaga alam kung anong isusulat ko ngayon, eh. Wala na akong masyadong maisulat. Wala rin naman kasi akong maisip. Nata-tanga na lang nga talaga ako. Parang sumakay ako ng dyip pero 'di ko alam ang biyahe at...wala akong balak alamin. Parang kumain ako ng karayom at hindi ko rin alam na karayom pala iyon. Para ring tulad nito...nagsusulat ako ng mga bagay na wala akong kinalaman.

(hayyy...)

Ito na talaga. Hindi ko naman kasing gustong pag-usapan ang mga nangyayari dito sa Pilipinas o kung saan mang bansa pang meron akong interes at wala. Nawawala kasi ang parte ng utak ko na nagpapagana ng imahinasyon ko. Kaya pagtiyagaan.

Kahapon, sinimulan kong basahin muli ang "Ang Tundo Man May Langit Din". Matagal-tagal na rin simula noong huli kong masalat ang pahina ng librong iyon. Kahapong nagkaroon ako ng pagkakataong makakita ng kopya ay agad kong pinasaya ang sarili ko. Kinuha ko iyon at saka na ako tumakas sa mundong hindi kaiba sa istoryang nakapaloob sa mga tsapter ng libro. Hanggang tsapter 5 lang naman ako. Marami kasi akong ginagawa. Pero, hindi naman linggid sa kaalaman ko ang nilalaman ng Tundo Man. Si Alma, Victor at Flor.

(haysus)

Talaga ngang wala ako sa sarili ko ngayon. Sana'y makasulat na ako ng matino-tino sa mga susunod pang araw.

(special mention)

Ikaw stalker ka...layuan mo kung sino ang hindi sa'yo. Akin lang siya.
Finders, keepers. Jeepers, creepers. Weepers, losers. Paiiyakin kita.
Hahambalusin. Tatapunan ng pink lemonade juice sa harap ng madla. Tatadyakan sa utak nang ma-praning ka. At, haha, tatanggalan kita ng hiya. Ipapakita ko sa'yo na kahibangan lang naman ang ninanais mong makamit. Hibang ka. Daig mo pa si Sisa. Naghahanap ka ng karayom sa kalawakan. Oo, sa kalawakan. Dahil sa laki nito. Hindi mo talaga mahahanap. Tapos, itutulak kita sa Bermuda Triangle. Kala mo. Hehe (demonyo). Makakatikim ka ng pinya.

2004-02-26T01:38:00.000-08:00

I
want
to
fall
behind
and
crush
my
soul
into
this
unending
darkness
I
am
yet
to
see
and
capture.

2004-02-14T01:16:00.000-08:00

when friday the 13th becomes the day for love

Post Date: Sat Feb 14, 04:52:40 PM

February 13, 2004.
The date was nonchalant. It was a friday and a day before the much acclaimed Valentine's day. I expected nothing on that day-like I always do-exept the fact that I have been itching to go to U.P fair.

Luckily, mommy let me go. Hell to heaven! I felt nothing more than sheer happiness since I`ve almost been banned from going out on night gimmiks.

8:30
U.P Sunken Garden

The battle-of-the-unknown-bands has begun and I`m trying to enjoy the consumable fact that there is no way I`d ever be able to get in the covered walls of the venue. So much for having to sit on the spit-on-trash-site grassy area.

Poof! Reality set in. I`m with him. There`s no way for a little inconvenience to ruin the night.

We sat there for a while then walked for miles and miles inside the campus doing nothing, talking about everything and holding hands.

12:00
HOMEBOUND

On the way home, he suggested we cross the street. And right in front of Palma Hall, he said, "Happy Valentine`s!". I never gave that greeting much thought before because it was freaky and cheesy for a girl like me who seems to be on the verge of growing old and remaining single, thus, surprising myself with my inevitable reply of "Happy Valentine`s din!"

Sheesh.

Cheesy.

And tadah! To make things cheesier than ever, right in the middle of the field behind the admin building, I stopped him in his tracks, embraced him ever so tightly and danced the night away with some of the sweetest songs I could sing and words I never thought conceivable of.

*Sigh*

This article does not classify me as a very good writer but I`m in love. Deeply in love. And very crappy with writing about it.

2004-02-04T20:28:00.000-08:00

Love and falling in love is a cycle that can never be broken by neither failure nor heartbreaks. There always is a second chance and endless chances of loving again and again until one finds the true meaning of love in the person he/she is destined to love until time ceases to count its days, months, years and hours.

I have loved and have been hurt. Countless times I have tired myself of crying and hoping that my feelings would not anymore be ignored and wasted.

I have been told that no matter how many times my heart gets broken, I will survive its pains and one day, see the light at the end of the tunnel of life and love become brighter. With this, I have developed a sense of observation with each and every person I encounter. I do not easily pass up the chance of falling in love but I do not get into that situation more often than needed and necessary.

I have loved and fought and lost. This time, if love comes around the corner again, I’ll grab his wings and let him soar me up high into the skies. I’ll never let him go and I’ll share my life with him until his wings envelope me when the day comes that we both retire in heaven where love seems to belong in abundance and unlimited glory.

2004-02-01T07:05:00.000-08:00

I pray that I`d be able to write better posts. Somehow, I know I will. I just can't find the exact words and the time to do so. I've been thinking too much that my mind has become too exhausted to even lift its imaginary hands to create a stir in my long gone imagination.

2004-01-14T07:09:00.000-08:00

Ikaw ang lahat sa akin
Kahit ika’y wala sa aking piling
Isang magandang ala-ala
Isang kahapong lagi kong kasama

Ikaw ang lahat sa akin
Kahit ika’y di ko dapat ibigin
Dapat ba kitang limutin
Pano mapipigil ang isang damdamin
Kung ang sinisigaw, ikaw ang lahat sa akin

At kung hindi ngayon ang panahon
Upang ikaw ay mahalin
Bukas na walang hanggan doo’y maghihintay pa rin

Ikaw ang lahat sa akin
Sa may kapal, aking dinadalangin
Dapat ba kitang limutin
Pano mapipigil ang isang damdamin
Kung ang sinisigaw ikaw ang lahat sa akin

At kung hindi ngayon ang panahon
Upang ikaw ay mahalin
Bukas na walang hanggan,
Hanggang matapos ang kailan…pa man
Doo’y maghihintay pa rin

Doo’y maghihintay sa’yo

Pano mapipigil ang isang damdamin
Kung ang sinisigaw, ikaw ang lahat sa akin

At kung hindi ngayon ang panahon
Upang ikaw ay mahalin
Bukas na walang hanggang
Hanggang matapos ang kailan… pa man
Doo’y maghihintay pa rin…
*para sa'yo mahal kow!*

2004-01-11T21:44:00.000-08:00

Being too in love means nothing else but putting yourself in the position of being hurt over and over again until you give up and tell the world, "Pagod na akong magmahal.".

2004-01-11T21:42:00.000-08:00

There is no such thing as a foolish heart. But sometimes, people themselves fool their hearts not knowing that everytime they get hurt are the times they get the chance to be right again.

2004-01-11T21:40:00.000-08:00

Kanina pag gising ko, ayaw ko nang ipikit muli ang mga mata ko. Hindi dahil sa hindi na ako inaantok. Kundi dahil sa late na pala ako.

2004-01-08T05:36:00.000-08:00

I feel lonely and afraid. I'm just a fool for you. You are the only one who can make me whole again. I love you.

2004-01-04T22:10:00.000-08:00

after all the hooplahs of christmas and new year and yeah, the announcements of `da king fpj, classes are back again. classrooms resume the duty of handling too rowdy people and more often than not, handling the spaces untouched by those who do not wish to come back for a day or so. i am one of those people who grumpily wake up in dismay that it's MONDAY again. MONDAY. the usual wake-up monday. gotta go back to bed. gotta sleep. i declare that there will be no classes! yeah. as long as i'm asleep.

2003-12-30T03:44:00.000-08:00

through a misty glass window

i sat alone. i cringed at the fear of being eaten by horrid memories. then it came. like a hazy dream, i saw the world. i looked behind me and saw black.
i felt like melting from the chill of being alone while i watch the world go round. i looked at it through a misty glass window. and then a tear fell.

2003-12-16T02:22:00.000-08:00

Hay. Hindi ko alam kung paano ko maaayos itong blog na ito. Sana may tumulong. Magpapasko na!

2003-12-15T01:45:00.000-08:00

matagal ko na ring iniisip kung paano ko aayusin itong blog ko. pakiramdam ko kasi, napaka-PLAIN niya. parang walang dating.
matagal-tagal din akong hindi nakapagsusulat ng mga bagay na may kwenta. kaya, sisimulan ko na.

akala ko, noong una, lahat ng maiibigan ko ay makukuha ko. nagagalit pa nga ako kapag hindi ko man lamang nahahawakan o nararamdaman iyong bagay na inaasam ko. sa madaling salita, spoiled ako. pero ngayon, napatunayan ko na may mga bagay na dapat hayaan at pakawalan. hindi dahil sa hindi ko kayang makuha. ito ay dahil sa, may mga bagay na para sayo at mayroon namang hindi. tulad sa larangan ng pag-ibig. kailangang matutong magpaka sawa sa isang pakiramdam na ayaw mong kalimutan at umusad sa liku-likong lansangan ng mundo. bagamat napakahirap ang makitang masaya ang taong mahal mo sa pinili niyang gawing hindi ka kahati, kailangan mong tanggapin. hindi naman sa sinasabi kong mag-paka loko ka sa lungkot at sakit. dapat lang sigurong matuto kang tumanggap ng hamon na magpakatatag. ako? natuto akong umibig at masaktan. pero kung sakaling ang kapalaran ko ay masaktan at umibig ng paulit-ulit, masaya na ako. mas gugustuhin ko pa ito kaysa naman sa mamuhay ng walang ngiti at walang luha. pero hindi pa rin. hindi na siguro ako iibig pa ng kasing tindi ng pag-ibig na nailaan ko sa isang taong hanggang ngayon ay mahal ko pa rin. ang tanging hiling ko na lang...mabuhay ng masaya sa sanga-sangang daan ng buhay patungo sa kapalaran nito.

2003-12-08T21:22:00.000-08:00

hay..
everyone is so into friendster. so am i. i'm getting the hang of it though i only have (at the least) only twenty-two friends. so please people. add me. pinkymilky_07@yahoo.com.
nyarks!

2003-11-04T19:30:00.000-08:00

::::::::
I've been engulfed down the deepest trenches to feel loneliness.
And now, I take my time to think. I'm hurt deeply and I need to feel like I belong.
I need to see the sunset and the moon rise. I want to know what is to be foretold. I need to breathe.

2003-11-04T19:25:00.000-08:00

ERG
pronounced as urge.

Damn It. I've been urging my self to write something with the basic approach to human interest. Anything common and well-known. The problem is, I know nothing special as the coup.
Lemme see...I saw this quote once on IRC: Be thankful you're not an egg. You only get laid once and the only a** that sits on your face is your mom's. Pretty pathetic isn't it? I mean...I don't know.
Yum...twister fries.It's been like two years or so...
I've been working on my computer for quite somtime now but I don't know how I'm ever gonna fix this disaster I've imposed myself on doing just for the sake of getting a better software. I lost my modem...I was not aware, heck!, I ignored the fact that it only runs on 98 softwares...so much for creeping myself on XP. Now I'm a goner. No net-surfing, no chatting. My life's pretty wasted.

2003-11-04T19:24:00.000-08:00

Oh yeah.
It's been like months after I was able to access the net. Uhh... not really months. i just kinda feel like so.
Anyway, hmmm... i have to say I am impressed with the changes in me. Yup. Call it "pagbubuhat ng sariling bangko" but I can't help it. I know I've been busy these past few days and it helps me a lot in being thinner. Or to say...becoming smaller.
AND sexier.Nuff.
I don't really know how I'd be able to come up with a better blog. No pictures, no tag-board. Blob. Blah. Freaky.
Prankoys still hasn't visited my blog. There still is no tag-board. Yeehaww.
Oooooh...
I need to go. Hafta pee. Yah know. That kinda stuff...hang yourself for a moment please. (Hmm...)
__________________________

I'm back!<---to say bye-bye. I've been cracking my head to get the juice out but to no avail. Ms. Soriano, I've updated my blog. Need you say more?

2003-11-04T19:23:00.000-08:00

hiya!
i am bored.
everything's pathetic. flunking math and losing my soul. "nothing could be more worse" (gramatically imbedded freakazoidic phrase).
okay. so i'm going to be dead by the time i get to have my report card. who the hell cares?

2003-10-20T19:33:00.000-07:00

DAWN
The crescent moon loses its shimmering grace,
giving path to the sun's beauty.
The earth is waking from an infinite sleep,
to a day with vast and intricate solemnity;
as dreams fade to reality
and night ends for dawn.

2003-10-19T08:02:00.000-07:00

Hidden
I may sound crazy and ridiculous but all i want is to die!
Let me die. Let my blood flow out of my veins. Let my brain be smashed to pieces-let my eyes be blinded-cut them all out. Make my tongue invisible for there will be no use for it. I will simply close my eyelids and feel the king of death strip away my skin. All of it. Until you see what's inside me and witness my humanity unfold. And see the wretch that i am. and death will put out my heart and show you what hatred really is. Death will prove you my angst. And he will grasp my lungs until i run out of breath. He will bear my flesh out into the sun for all human beings to see. And later on, put my insides-guts and all- in a delicate Italian glass box. And sail it out into the middle of the ocean. And drop my little castle into the middle of the bleak water. Down to its bottom where all I will envision is grey and particles will cling to my new home and cover it up. After a hundred years and hundreds more, I will remain hidden.

2003-10-16T15:11:00.000-07:00

SPAWN
You will despair and call out my name for mercy but I will never look back. I will never listen to you. I will hear you but your voice will be carried away by the wind...forever blown away from me. And you will vanish slowly through fire. you will burn down to ashes. You will die of freakin` pain.

2003-10-08T23:48:00.000-07:00

SHHHH...
I hate it when people talk so loud. Like yung...basta.
I know someone who laughs with a pretty biggie mouth and I could see even from a few feet away her tonsils bursting red. Don't you people ever get tired of crying your voices out like that? I'm not saying it's you. I'm just trying to make someone shut up.

2003-10-05T21:32:00.000-07:00

Kaninang umaga, sumakay ako ng dyip. Kasama ko yung 3rd year na maganda. Puno yung dyip kaya medyo badtrip ako. Isa pa, mukang lahat ng kasakay namin, namalengke. Isipin niyo nga na nasakay kayo sa dyip na puno ng gulay...at ng malansang isda! Naku...buti na lang at malapit lang ang Diliman.
Kundi, nanggalaiti na ako sa katabi ko.

2003-10-03T18:38:00.000-07:00

JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just checked his site and oohh-lah-lah. Yup...he is drop-dead gorgeous. Never mind that I hated N'sync before. Never mind his blond curly hair. Basta! he's super-super sexy and licious. Betcha gettin' green with envy...:)

2003-10-01T23:22:00.000-07:00

Woohooo! check this out:

Frank Sinatra The Way You Look Tonight Lyrics

Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you...
And the way you look tonight.

Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

Lovely ... Never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it ?
'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.

Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look to-night.

2003-09-29T22:39:00.000-07:00

Temporary skies fill my room.
I embrace them in despair.
It is gloomy and cold in here.
I need the sun.

2003-09-29T22:38:00.000-07:00

Can We Still Be Friends?
~by Todd Rundgren

We can't play this game anymore but
Can we still be friends?
Things just can't go on like before but
Can we still be friends?

We had something to learn
Now it's time for the wheel to turn.
Grains of sand, one by one
Before you know it, all gone.

Let's admit we made a mistake but
Can we still be friends?
Heartbreak's never easy to take but
Can we still be friends?

It's a strange, sad affair
Sometimes seems like we just don't care.
Don't waste time feeling hurt
We've been through hell together.

Can we still be friends?
Can we still get together sometimes?
Can we still be friends?
You know that life will still go on.

We awoke from our dream
Things are not always what they seem.
Memories linger on
It's like a sweet, sad, old song.

2003-09-29T10:16:00.000-07:00

Take my hand,
We'll walk a while,
Talk a while..
Feel my love,
Always there beside you...

And the song goes on like mighty glue.
Yeah, I don't have anything against love songs but sometimes (like now) I get the sick feeling that I'm gonna puke the next time I hear another set of these love-sick-pure-fatal-attraction-i-love-you-in-a-rush-hooplah. No...do not and I mean do not even think that I am just desperate when it comes to love...I really have no reason for damning these heart throbbing songs. I just get tired of them once in a while. I'd choose rock or hip-hop. I'm not the kind of person who mushes every single night contemplating about an unrequited love. I know that love is just around the bend. And I'm in love and soooo into love right now. Why need to throw myself down the pillow and prop my ears on the radio speaker? I just need a heart to listen to. And I have found it in him. He sings for me. That's all there is for me. And I am happy. "So happy" -Audrey Hepburn (Roman Holiday)

2003-09-26T21:04:00.000-07:00

I am bored. Life has been giving me nothing but a jam-packed circle of homeworks, quizzes, and the what-nots I am not willing to talk about. And then comes the big blob. I feel stupid. Talking about nosense has been giving me the big ass pain lately. I mean, talking about nonsense means a lot to me before. Sometimes, whenever I get to dig deeper into the process of nonchalant stupidity, I find something to ponder about. But I guess I have changed. Nonsense is purely nonsense. I have come to the end. I have lost the battle. I am humourless. Dimwit ba!

2003-09-23T12:32:00.000-07:00

2 Live Crew and the Case of the Pretty Woman

"Oh, Pretty Woman" -
by Roy Orbison and William DeesPretty Woman, walking down the street, Pretty Woman, the kind I like to meet,
Pretty Woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth,
No one could look as good as you
Mercy

Pretty Woman, won't you pardon me, Pretty Woman, I couldn't help but see,
Pretty Woman, that you look as lovely as can be , Are you lonely just like me?

Pretty Woman, stop a while, Pretty Woman, talk a while,
Pretty Woman, give your smile to me, Pretty Woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty Woman, look my way, Pretty Woman, say you'll stay with me
'Cause I need you, I'll treat you right, Come to me baby, Be mine tonight

Pretty Woman, don't walk on by, Pretty Woman,with me
'Cause I need you, I'll treat you right, Come to me baby, Be mine tonight

Pretty Woman, don't walk on by, Pretty Woman, don't make me cry,
Pretty Woman, don't walk away, Hey, O.K.
If that's the way it must be, O.K., I guess I'll go home now it's late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait!

What do I see
Is she walking back to me?
Yeah, she's walking back to me!
Oh, Pretty Woman.
-------------
"Pretty Woman" -
as Recorded by 2 Live Crew
Pretty Woman, walking down the street, Pretty Woman, girl you look so sweet,
Pretty Woman, you bring me down to that knee, Pretty Woman, you make me wanna beg please,
Oh, Pretty Woman

Big hairy woman, you need to shave that stuff, Big hairy woman, you know I bet it's tough
Big hairy woman, all that hair ain't legit, 'Cause you look like Cousin It
Big hairy woman

Bald headed woman, girl your hair won't grow, Bald headed woman, you got a teeny weeny afro
Bald headed woman, you know your hair could look nice, Bald headed woman, first you got to roll it with rice
Bald headed woman here, let me get this hunk of biz for ya, Ya know what I'm saying, you look better than Rice a Roni
Oh, Bald headed woman

Big hairy woman, come on in, And don't forget your bald headed friend
Hey Pretty Woman, let the boys
Jump in

Two timin' woman, girl you know it ain't right, Two timin' woman, you's out with my boy last night
Two timin' woman, that takes a load off my mind, Two timin' woman, now I know the baby ain't mine
Oh, Two timin' woman
Oh, Pretty Woman.

____________________________________________________________
In 1964, Roy Orbison and William Dees wrote a rock ballad called "Oh, Pretty Woman", about the same time that the Chiffons were swinging with "He's So Fine". In July of 1989, the rap group 2 Live Crew released the album "As Clean As They Wanna Be", containing a collection of their songs that don't contain the amount of profanity and obscenity normally associated with a 2 Live Crew album. One of these clean songs is "Pretty Woman". With this song, 2 Live Crew basically took the distinctive bass riff from the original Orbison song and changed the lyrics in true Crew style. Orbison and Dees are credited on the Crew album. Although the music is certainly identifiable as the original Orbison song, it is not unchanged. Also in true Crew style, the music contains interposed scraper noises, overlays of solos in different keys, and an altered drum beat.

Coincidentally, shortly after the 2 Live Crew version came out, the motion picture "Pretty Woman" was released. Interestingly, the soundtrack featured the Roy Orbison version of the song, but the movie took the 2 Live Crew version of the title. Consequently, the movie producers were required to license the Orbison version of the song, but since titles cannot be copyrighted, the producers would not be liable to either Orbison or 2 Live Crew for the use of the title "Pretty Woman" for the title of the movie.

Also of interest is the fact that the movie poster for the film itself became a source of sampling controversy. As may or may not be obvious from the movie poster, the face belongs to the star Julia Roberts, but the body belongs to a nameless body double. With the widespread use of Photoshop and other digital manipulators, photographs can longer be considered integrated unique works. In the above case, getting a release from Richard Gere and Julia Roberts may not be sufficient protection for commercial republication without the additional release from the body double.

One of the critical factors that the court looked at was whether or not the 2 Live Crew version was likely to dilute the market for the original Orbison version. The court seemed to think that the buying audiences for each version were substantively different. Do you think the following songs are targeted at different audiences?

2003-09-17T21:25:00.000-07:00

Woosh!
The supermodel is speeding by.
Here she comes...tan-ta-na-nan!

2003-08-12T12:10:00.000-07:00

Lemme see...
I really am blank about what to write.
I guess I'm having those symptoms of this syndrome...uhhh...
Hmmm...lemme see...I'm gonna go down the drain first
and see what's happening inside the bathroom sink.

Damn it.

I'm totally freaked out by something I do not know.

I'll write some other time.