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Paul, your true color is Red!

 
Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do.

What's Your True Color?
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anong kulay ko?

Paul, your true color is Red!
 

Your color is red, the
color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red
symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red,
you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act
spontaneously.
If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking
twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people
to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you
pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in
what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you
do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous
nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's
why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're
feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be
surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one
lives life more completely than you do.

What's Your True Color?

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5:55am

As streaks of tangerine sunlight pierce through the seams of my polka dotted, azure-colored window treatment, I can’t help but notice the start of a brand new day. I look out the window and I see a sort of melon-vanilla-blueberry ice-cream horizon. Underneath it is the peeking sun, ready to start anew.

“It’s been a long time since I appreciated these things,” I said to myself, which was momentarily followed by a deep sigh, clearing up my lungs. It was Sunday morning and it was good.

There it was, my entire life flashing before me. I could see it all: the regrets of my failures, relationships gone by and gone bad, my parents halfway around the world, friends, fiends and fiends of my friends, and finally, the uncertainty of this sun-kissed day.

“My life seems to be some kind of frozen delight, with pure and creamy streaks of vanilla, the mysterious but tempting sweet and sour taste of blueberry, and the fruity kick of melon.” I exclaimed.

And so the time was running "early" and I was already sleepy, so I hit the sack and scrunched myself to bed. I wanted to call it a day as the new day started.


ibalik natin ang "LIGAYA"
-->wowowee

Bam! it hits you.

Kagabi lang, nakipagkita ang isa sa mga friends ko sa kin. Hingi daw sya ng advice. Binigay ko naman. Sabi ko: (kahit baduy sabihin)

"by the time you truly experience God, thats the time na ingngudngod ka nya sa putikan."

And after that, na-hold up ako.

Hayy.

Grabe ha.

20 male Pasig

happee burdee too mee

Back to the Future

siya ang first love ko.
dito nagsimula ang lahat
ang mga pangarap naming magbabarkada
at mga samahang di kailanman malilimutan
nagkahiwalay man ng isang taon
manunumbalik ulit ang nauna.
iba na ang may pinagsamahan.



ang pagbabalik ni kachorra.

the tail end of September to remember

patapos na nga ang buwan
at ang mga blockmates ko patapos na rin
ako naman mag-LOA na.
alis na akong papuntang UK.

so? ano na kaya mangyayari?
wala pa rin.

good luck sa kanya.
sana maging happy kami lahat.

"coz im leavin on a jetplane
i dont know when ill be back again..."

balakubak, knifehand block, me llamo es.

ages since my last post

a relationship has gone by.

back to square one.

oh oh o-huh yeah

friday nanaman.

just the usual summer afternoon na makulimlim.

parang uulan.

i dont believe such crap pero totoo nga ang sinasabi sa zodiac matches ko.

sheesh.

ang pagbabalik ng natatanging bituin

for more or less than six months, my blog account was on its shutdown mode for the reason that i had to focus my time to something.... someone?

to put it bluntly, bored ako at wala na ang aking minamahal. kay tagal na nang huli ko syang nakita. inaway ko kasi eh.

siguro nakakapag-blog lang ako kapag hindi ako in-love o wala akong ka-date. this means that yes, im back to the supermarket again even though wala 3-month emotional guarrantee.

the weird thing is that ngayon ko lang nalaman kung saan sya nakatira. i dated this guy named ken a few hours ago and he was from the beautiful city of marikina. i told him that i dated someone from marikina before. yun pala malapit lang siya dun at kilala pa niya. magkachool-mate daw sila, tapos nung dadaan ako sa street nina ken, i almost missed the turn. nung nalaman niya na kilala pala niya si jeff, yung street na yun ay papunta pala sa kanila.

gosh, i sooo not over him.

like i always say sa buhay, "all in GOD's time"

Opening Message for the New School Year

Sa buhay, may mga bagay-bagay na tunay kong mahal. Ngunit minsan kahit
ibinigay ko na ang aking panahon, puso at damdamin, hindi
nangangahulugan na mamahalin na rin ako ng bagay na iyon.

Kung niloloob ng Diyos mangyari ito sa buhay ko, marahil nga batay ito
sa kanyang plano para sa sangkatauhan.

May mga bagay din na hindi ko talaga minahal. Handang-handa na akong
mawala ang mga bagay na ito ngunit naroroon pa rin ito. Nakapagtataka
di ba? Nang maglaon, natutuhan ko ring magkaroon ng pagpupursige upang
mahalin din ang bagay na ito.

Sa kasalukuyan, kahit marami na along pagkakamaling nagawa sa aking
pag-aaral, andito pa rin ako sa kolehiyong hindi ako binigo. Sa awa ng
Diyos pareho pa rin ang course ko. Ngayong ko lang napatunayan na kung
nararapat talaga sa iyo ang isang bagay, magkakaroon at magkakaroon ng
paraan upang makuha ko yun.

Masaya din ako dahil magiging masaya ang aking mga magulang dahil
hindi ko rin sila binigo. Fourth year na ako, medyo mahuhuli lang ng
isang sem pero sana makatapos din.

Saka na siguro ang pag-ibig. Maraming beses na akong nagsumikap.
Ibinigay ko na ang lahat ngunit hindi talaga nagtagpo. Masaklap, pero
sana matutunan ko ring makalimot. Sabi nga nila: "All in God's time."

well, anywayz.

chicka bells.


kefar kefar

emote kung emote.


si Jeff na ba.

hayy
tama nga ang "The Missing meets the Big O"

carry lang yan.

go girl!

Torn

Come to think of it, hati talaga ang puso ko.

Mahirap turuan ang puso, kahit anong gawin ko.

Ngunit tama ang sinabi ng Sexbomb Dancers: "Kung ano ang nasa puso mo, sundin mo"

True, Correct, Confirmed.

Andyan nanaman siya.

Sa gilid

Sa likod

Sa tabi-tabi.

Bakit mas malaki ang puso ko para sa kanya.

Bakit?


Waah!

Sa Totoo Lang...

Pilit ko na siyang kinalimutan,
pilit ko na siyang iniwasan.

Pero bakit meron pa rin akong pagmamahal sa kanya.

Di pa ako nakuntento sa mga pangyayari...

Marahil malabo lang talaga ang isip ko.

O dahil mas mahal ko siya.

Sino ba ang aking pipiliin

Maroon- Shirt o School
Ateneo- Shirt o School

Di ko pa naman siya nakasap pero bakit apektado ako sa kanya.

Nakausap ko na siya at mahal ko siya pero bakit kulang.

Mas mahal ko parin ang una.

Mas mahal ko siya.

At sa panahong nais ko na siyang kalimutan, iwasan...

may mga pahiwatig na naadyan siya

nasa tabi lang

nagmamasid.

May mga balita.


FCUK IT!

Dude!

It has been a while since my last post. Anyway, several things so far, and unfortunately, I don't have the time and energy to type it all here in my blog.

We met last Monday at 12:30 after my meeting with my CS groupmates. We went to numerous places, (as always) SM North, Greenhills and Mega all in one day. Its not the first time we did that. Last Saturday, we did the same thing, going to Rob East, Mega, Shang and Eastwood.

I took him home that Saturday.

Then last night, best friend Vip met with Jeff. Yes, He wanted to meet him long ago.

That's all folks!

Marooned Six Times- Same Title, Brand New Meaning

It feels like I'm turning a new chapter in my life. You can really never tell what life could bring and it seems that the forces of the earth didn't fail on making that concept true. I try not to make this a center of my universe but I don't have anything to pull my weights on. There is no star in my universe, or maybe there is something forming in the center like a primordial mixture of gases concocting something that would breathe new life.
Yes, there is this guy I have been seeing for a month, I met him in someplace best friend Janjan and I call home. You know the drill. It was Friday the 13th that night but I remember meeting him at around 1-2am that evening, I mean morning, making it a Saturday the 14th. Going to that place doesn't seem a big deal to me anymore, unlike before wherein I feel my heart pounding the guts out of me as the taxi cab turned right down the Maria Orosa. I was one of those nights, I mean midnights or maybe mornings that are just rudimentary to my weekly routine.
I really missed the people there. The so called feeling of "brotherhood" and all of that easy acceptance of people. Anything and everything could happen to that place, it seems that it so good to be true. Like most things in life, most people, including myself, say that: "If its so good to be true, then it probably is." Its true at some aspect but this statement looks at life at a very much pessimistic way. What a sad way to celebrate such a short time here in earth.
Thinking about "living life to the fullest" is not that difficult. Seeing all of those people in the dancefloor who are just wanting to be back in their teen-age days (if they had any fun at that time) would make any sexually repressed person realize that they are missing a big chunk of their life. (a close friend Vittorio comes to mind)
Then, a few minutes later, the DJ in the dance club plays my favorite set of songs. From the techno version of Michelle Branch's Breathe, to a extended mix of hits from Italian superstar Moony to some other house anthems. Yes, I also missed the music.
Under the vibrant colors of the strobe lights and the red streaks of light coming from the disco ball, this is a place where most of my dreams come true, even for a small fraction of time.
Some people might say that this kind of happiness may be temporary, well its true. It is similar to a scenario where a cute guy or a person's crush passes by and suddenly waves and says "hi." It is just a trivial moment for that person of attraction but to me, it seems to be very relevant. Here comes the over-analyzation of things. Hmm, enough about that. Going to the dance club place is just like that. A good analogy is to compare it to life itself. Actually, there is no difference at all. In order for me to attract a guy that I fancy, I should do something about it, like look him into the eye or move closer. So that's what I did. I took the initiative to break the ice. I remember what I felt that moment: I was nervous at the same time joyful. I zeroed in to him, and I noticed that new was not moving away. This means that he also likes me. Damn, for the first time in my life, someone that I like also likes me. My heart pounds for that event to happen. Even though the dance floor was not that crowded, we still remained close to each other's proximity. Suddenly, I slowly moved my arm towards him. I made my hand walk and tried to softly touch his hand. His hand did not move a bit. What a stroke to luck. He likes me! He really really likes me. Finally, I took his hand and we held hands for a few minutes. He lead the way out the dance floor and we went to the balcony. We talked for the first time. The usual questions were asked: Whats ur name? Age? Hometown, etc. Both of us were nervous, but somehow, there is also a feeling of relief. So we went back inside and danced the night away. (and danced our brains out)
This brings me back to my blog. My blog is like a part of me that could never be replaced, like my bead bracelet which he asked if he could have. I gave it to him. Its like giving myself to him. Awwh..
Marooned Six Times is the name of the blog, but the meaning has changed. Marooned, because he studies in UP Diliman; marooned, like the dark red lazer lights inside the dance club; marooned no more because he saved me from being alone. Six times, because after six meets we knew each other better and more personally.
This is the story of my life.

time flies when you're having fun.

I met him yeysterday at 3:30pm. It was one of those rendezvous to remember. He was as cute as ever. We always have a so called "meet" at the former "I-hated it before" malls of my life: the EASTERN prime spots. Setting my architectural and structural biases aside, we did what we always did there: go inside the grocery area, check out the same old clothes collections of the chain botiques and just eat at Jolli afterwards. I really like that setup, because Im used to it. At least we both enjoy what we're doing and we both enjoy each other's company. (despite the self-consciousness we both have for each other when one complements the other.

******
Another enlightening moment was in philo class. My prof said that TRUTH reveals itself like a stripper, not a flasher. The very graphic analogy means that the TRUTH does not reveal itself all at once but one by one, it's like a process, each new day is another opportunity to know something or someone.

A recent incident comes to mind.

******
I could still feel his hand touching mine.
******

Make this moment last...

this week flew like a jiff

i cant believe it, its Friday again. This might be the lightest week in my entire academic college life. (i wish not only this week.) nothing seemsto be due on this week, maybe next week would not be like this.

yes, i finally confronted the ghost, casper the friendsly ghost. (actually he looks like the cartoon character.) We were both in the Filipinana section of the lib a few moments ago. I got my bag and didn't look at him. He didin't look at me as well. Now thats a real closure. I only need to know one thing, that he is just fooling around. Well, today I have proven it.

time to get back into my real life.
life is good.
love life.
lovelife.

'stig.

Hiram

Di ba, ako tao lang na nagmamahal at natutukso din,
maiaalis mo ba sa 'kin
na matutuhang kang mahalin
sa bawat sandaling
hiram natin.

"dare you to move"