Wednesday, July 13, 2011

i exist because it just is

i exist to touch feelings. yah.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

i just walked into this and died a bit:

a pink tutu fading away on sight.

life's okay. so, get the bag of chips?

Monday, June 27, 2011

you'd like. i used to watch icepops till i die to the day. i think's it's nice. a nice way to die. like seeing the sunset once and going back to sleep once again. i know how to die. it's watching icepops. you win. i win. all win. icepops still exist in this planet. go get this to lady pale. it's a laugh when you kick i. let's go to the beach and let's dedicate a song about elen. so?

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

it's in the lunch you eat. it's in the song you sing on a tuesday. it's the clothes not don by stuffed toys. it's the can of soda you twisted. hola. it's the day you call today. it's easy. just wake up.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

i...

i listen to a song. today. belinda bye bye by barbie almabis. cute. i think it's okay. yet so odd. i sing? yah...

Thursday, April 21, 2011

kindly and today

i hate stupidity so.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Thursday, April 14, 2011

today? died.
died. today.
died. today?
died? today.
died? today?

Sunday, April 10, 2011

ad

Saturday, April 9, 2011

hello.

Friday, April 1, 2011



oops. today is today.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

fetha zinnia senodo

cash? click link. nice day.

which of the things today i let to exist will soon be gone

beauty, like hate, depends on sight. out of sight, out of thought. it gets back as the law of physics which says nothing is lost. actually, the thing which gets it to the situation of feeling loss and its total calculation (fictitious o not) is not the actuality but only opinion. one loses nothing. it's only opinion. you'll know you'll see the next thing soon. laugh?

Sunday, March 20, 2011

my angel by tres

Is it wrong
To feel the way I do
Will I go on,
With this feeling that I have

Refrain:

Couldn't be sure
If you'll open up your heart for me
If baby I would say...

Chorus:
That I love you my angel,
(For) You're the one who makes me dream,
Fills my heart with everything
So I need you my angel,
Will I ever hold your hand,
And whisper what I truly feel for you

How can I start to tell you,
This feeling makes me weak
Will I keep this love forever,
Ignore my love for you

Repeat Refrain, Chorus

Bridge:

How can I say
When will I start
I'm afraid
I'm afraid (I'm afraid)
Oh, how can I say
I'm scared of losing you

Repeat Chorus 2x

okay. i deleted the post. the post is about sleeping without pills, dying the next day, waking up okay. i also talked about this one's being a job applicant about a housekeeping job in ireland. then the good things which go with it.
it's a sunday. i think about going to a place of faith. it's not enough. i deleted the post accidentally and i died a bit. nice day to all.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

two days ago the thing i saw on ebay.ph got to i. it had a 40 peso fee. anyway, it's a radio cassette player with fm. no am. phones...no, plug. fun, huh? it's thing no.1 about ebay.ph. i thought i'd laugh. i spent the next day sleeping. lunch, yeah. then lots of sleep next. i was okay. i think i'd be okay. now is today. and i was excited to see the inbox. i hadn't been about it days. no notes. no jobs. i scouted the net on pay per posts sites to get pyapal cash to spend on ebay.ph.

today, i bought two AA cells to get to the radio. it's a nice day. today, this one's less poetic though.


http://thumbs.ebaystatic.com/pict/1905059507096464_1.jpg

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

hate is okay. especially when it's a tuesday. life is fun when it's the cool things which go about the day to one. it sucks when you step on an icky thing and gets you no choice but to go to bed pissed. hate.

hate is a thing of the past when it's wednesday. the next day is okay. until it sucks about lunch. you know, one gets to call you to say a nice thing. then you don't get it. laugh at it. then weep. it's a date which cannot be. ahhh, a lot nice, isn't it?

you get to be cute weekends. i think it's the big bag law. things explode. it's the sky. then it falls.

the attack of the bunnies in school clothes. one's eyes say it all. life is cute when one is cool. so hate. i could not fall in feelings though sundays.


when i pass places of faith i always think, " when's the wedding?" next date please. hate all. it's the clothes and the sun which i think is so detailed enough to see when i get to be in bed.

how's the sky, people?

Thursday, March 3, 2011

whoa. tonight is a splashy night. then you died. so i wept. then i saw you outside. i followed you o what's like you about.  i think it's loneliness. no, i think it's sadness.  which was it? it  is now lightness of being . you, a ghost, still looks about i? i hope so. it's nice when one is all alone. then it's sad. nakakatakot na nga ah. patay ka na pala.
always with you.          

Sunday, February 20, 2011

fake it. then laugh at it. what i like about one night stands is the wettest episode. it's like dawn next. then you get to lunch thinking all is set to be just like it also, just like you would like any one night stand to be. lust. it gets you like a clutch. then you let go. i take photos. it's cute this way. then i own the nicest thing to do with the best guy. like a nun. wow.

hala. i found the sky won't fall today. i think it will stay up, close to the sun, and away about people on this planet.
lucky days get to stay this way, like chewed candy. i think the hue is pink? always in thoughts, you will be pink. do you know i got to be of help when things ought to be cheap when it's about a sale in the shops. i like best shoes. i hate the thinking of society yet i know you get to be good on weekends, fetha zinnia senodo y gloria. so, i weep. then what? walking up is next. i do not hate this planet i stay in. i do not hate space. i  hate you.

so, what's the best thing about today? wala. it's this one's hating you which is best. i hate you. now, get i a chewed candy. like?

Friday, February 18, 2011

 14 years old. i thought the guy with the photo device would chew i. i was a difficult study. i hated it. i still think i t's a nice thing of the past. this photo.







also? and? say, i don' t hate the sky today.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Exotic Beauty (Filipina Girls)



awww. tanned.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

don't get used to it. belong to it.

so. i. was. outside. then i got in and sat about the pc. laugh at it. watch stuff on youtube. then left to get to the sky.

then they let i down to the land. laugh at it. it is a delight. like good food in a good kitchen. do i look like anyone you knew?

---

thanks to all. i still exist today. i think i get easily killed. like a toy. okay. i get to be a toy on weekends. spot the changes about a tuesday and a sunday. i need to be loaded with cells weekends. one thing you ought to know: i take a bath daily. then i sleep. sad?

aha! i saw a bunny in school clothes. it's the sign to eat doughnuts. i hope i get to see a lot of these bunnies. laugh at it. you know..?

Monday, February 7, 2011

to fly a kite today is a good thing. the sky is so blue i feel like eating it. when it falls...

Thursday, February 3, 2011

sick. it is sick. the day is out. life is okay. as usual. accidents happen to unlucky people. next thing to happen: what was. so bad you only get to be dead. today i still get to be.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

at least not like this.---christoppher cross, is there something.

i do not hate i. i get to be apathetic about i on faithless days. i  hope you'll get it to i.

faithfully,

blownboy.

---

neptune is cute. so, how few would like to go. it's a thing of thought, the going to neptune. definitely, i would not like to be sad. i hate those who won't be about i a long while ago then switch to liking i lately. it's stupidity.
hate is absolute. lust is just one thing. junk food is a lot of things. eat it the way you like it. one eats dust so lunch today. no blue sky. the snow is thawed at the hilltops, getting down to the dale. it is why it is so cold. tonight, i'll sing a song about you. then i hope you'd die okay. it's like a one night stand tapos ng ulan. i? yah.

pinakasalan na ata kita ngayon.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Suede - Everything Will Flow

i, when in bed. kidding. i get to be a suede fan tuesdays.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

it is?

yah. then you die the next day.

---

the application package is delayed about a week. i think this is uncool. it's this one's fault, actually. i could solicit cash so well, so fast. yet i was kind of lazy. i think it's how the day was on such a scene. i think it's the sun. well? i wish to be away about philippines. ireland is cute. it's fate and destiny. plus luck. it's not cuteness to be away. it's intelligence. i do not hate being in this kitchen called philippines. yet being away is like on a holiday. oddness gets the best about i. i can't stand the heat these few days. i hate to call it quits. i do not hate being close to the beach, the shops, and nice places. which gets i to be not so lazy into being away is cash. yah. cash. no cash. no dash. i also like helping people with the day-to-day life of this planet's citizens. okay. i was a paid ice pop gal last life. next life: europe gal, doing housekeeping jobs.

i used to do all kinds of odd jobs pleasing people. it's safe to say it's not adult fun. yet at the end of the day, it's got i to be so happy doing the dishes in the house. do you like being away also?

---

you said...

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Think eggs, think nightmares.

yah. then be at peace. it will pass. just like the night.
The agreed supreme walks before the pretended governor.

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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

wheeh. this blog is not about ads once again. they just won't accept the post. i'll just update people about the life i get, not those ads i saw in the inbox. life's still good.

so. i get to be okay and not so loud today. no chaos about kitchen things. i went to the doc today. i got in late so no one was up and about to check file 8153. file 8153 belongs to i since 2000. it's about psychosis. i tell you: i could kill you. it is just that today i went to the usual path about usual people. then tonight, i will just sleep.

i think it's so good. this job in ireland. it's a housekeeping job. it would get i about 2400 euros a month. it's good. the hotel which accepted the application is just a walk away about a chain of cliffs with an insane lake getting to its lows. wow. it is also within a cute town. just like anyone in asia expects. the hotel is a 3 star georgian countryhouse. it's so handy when talking about europe. you know, i don't know if i'll be accepted on this chance to go to the west. when accepted, i'll definitely buy a nice cat. it's so lonely, being so away and all.

ha?

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

AD

okay. anything. it's about these: a palda and a peacoat. $20 task to do today. check how well i get to it, pulleez.

yung palda okay.
http://clothing-and-accessories.become.com/bcbg-maxazria-sequin-skirt
it is a nice thing to a date. date no. 1. fact is, it would get you to be so seducing and slinky you'd not know which is date no.  1 and date no. 2. i suggest you don it on both occasions, getting the vanilla, let's say on the date no. 2 and the black no.1. it is cute as you. non-fiction: it is sinful. fiction you'd like to happen about it: a one night stand. you just can't take it off. date no.3 is definitely up to anything. but then i'd suggest a nice thing on date no. 3. such is cuteness on file on the dating get-it-on-you list.
oh, okay. things to don off is nice to take off on a one night stand is this palda and nice heeled shoes. rad. red. mellow. yellow. blown. brown. black as the night and is it tonight? at take one, it is hate. what with the photo included so little. yet when one gets to it, as in, it goes to  be so sinful you feel like a queen walking. life is in the little things anyway. and such is life to the fullest. when the palda gets to be a non-fiction thing next is a nice occasion. who needs to date out and a one night stand just because one feels like it anyway? it ought to be so sinful, not fictitious, and sinful once again.

a peacoat. wow. the sis bought one black peacoat weeks ago and i still is up to the toes on how to get it to the space i call own. it is about sis yet i'd like to get to the hands as a token of unending sibling dealings in the house. check this out: http://www.become.com/women%27s-peacoat this is in the inbox. a peacoat is so away. in design and it usage. it is not usual in asia. i think it's not useful also. a quick look at the boutiques in the city gets you to think peacoats do not exist in iloilo city as usual things. when you saw the sis getting to it, you feel so bad you'd like to get one also.
peacoats? yah. i think peacoats ought to be in asia just so people not in asia would like to know how it is in places like  iloilo city. peacoats do not cause you to die slowly. you'll just suffocate looking at one. i do not tell at such deaths at all.  a peacoat is a peacoat is a peacoat. would you like one? get to the link. it's not useless when looking about one. it's an unusual thing in iloilo city and you'd be glad i told you.

http://www.become.com
do you know the planet which is a place to die about? i think it's the one with bands about it. satu-, sa-,  s- planet ata. put the ashes about it. now, how to get to a spaceship...

Saturday, January 22, 2011

you can call i idiot

i think it's talent. like lust. it's about style. then you get a balloon, see the sky, go out in space. a balloon gets you to places when few ounces in weight. it's the constellations at night also. hate the thought of losing you. i think it's you and the little gal with you. laugh not. oh.

http://www.flashpaint.com/sketchit.php?id=12665


wash away suds with good h2o.

Friday, January 21, 2011



today. i finally was able to send a 32 euro note to brightcoveeto so they would be able to get i an application package. i think it's a better idea which costs 32 euros only. i woke the household at 7a then sent the note by western union to a Dimitar Asenov Karagyozov in the town of Plovdiv in Bulgaria. i think it's a funny scene---what with the gal in western union being lousy for the nth instance about the putting a v in the last space in the last title about the agency's agent. i didn't tell anyone about being in ireland as a housekeeper except the people i solicited the total of 32 euros. no one expects i in such a place as ireland. i will just tell people when i will finally get the job. not being wealthy, such fees upset i although i expect it about such agencies dealing with application packages. i definitely would like to be away about the Philippines. the deadline is today. hopefully, they will still be patient about this one's case. the planet is a thing of wholeness and obeys the law of not wasting anything. it will just be a thing not usual to the usual things it got to be. it's physics which keeps the hopes up.


hah. it's dinagyang fiesta in the city of iloilo. anybody will like it a lot to be in the place downtown.the noise sets the high you get.
cute. gadto di bala.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

which planet?

okay. it's so funny. i get to send things about i to the guy in ireland who is getting i a job in a 4 star hotel. i was kind of shy when i asked assistance about not getting a paid agency to get details about i to the hotel guy. i think it's such a low thing in life. i don't own enough bucks about it. 32 euros about an agency on the application notes is way too high. it's so cute also. cute? i will not be able to pass and i just say it's so cute? which planet is it now? i think it's neptune. neptune? a 4 star hotel in neptune? yah. i don't think i can get to such a place. people think it's a hoax. i think it's a chance. then why does the sky says i can just get away with just being cute? i would like to get the job. oh, puleez. funny, funny. funny.

next life is being an attendant in the hotel. i think it's good pay. anyone to help i i will definitely pay 10x. help.

Monday, January 17, 2011

  i see the beginnings of anew planet in a cup of coffee. I get to be God on weekdays. then it's Sunday. when it's Sunday the next day I eat good food. then i weep because i get to be such a lucky thing.  I hate it when i don't get a cup of coffee [a cup of coffee!]  when i asked about it. okay. i think i'll go without it tonight. caffeine is blood?

Sunday, January 16, 2011

hello.

such is a thing of cuteness, this being a tao with all's peace in thought. tonight i could die then wake up the next day knowing to be sane is not to escape sleepland. i like to go to sleepland. i go to places when in such a state. it's not being dependent on the usual things of life. yah, when it's sunshine and a peaceful ocean, it's good to be awake. coffee? i don't own it usually. honey, it's so good.


when one is nice a lot it takes a second to be happy.

today i took a look at the qualifications needed about the job in ireland. i think it's a kind thing. it's swallowing the pill so i will sleep nicely. i think it's the sky. i think it's the ocean. i think it's the land. on a second thought, i left a bunny stuffed toy behind. it's getting a lot being cute and cute as i walked out of sight.

hello planet.

Beautiful Korean stars 1 (before & after)/(Child to Present)

Thursday, January 13, 2011

a= halt, stop, no
b= be, become
c= better and better and bettter
d= halt, stop, no
e= regret, saturn
f= if, not, no
g= gee, awesome, better than better
h= halt, stop, no
i= no, not
j= obsession
h= halt, stop, no
i= not, no, ay
k= okay, yes, established
l= lust
m= truth
n= established
o= no, not, halt
p= wish
q= miscommunication
r= rape
s= yes, established
t= ti, bad news
u= uy
v= obscene
w= with
y= why
z= sleeping
   how are you speaking today?

Sunday, January 9, 2011

I feel like singing so bad

Spare a little candle
Save some light for me
figures up ahead
Moving in the trees
White skin in linen
Perfume on my wrist
And the full moon that hangs over
these dreams in the mist
Darkness on the edge
Shadows where I stand
I search for the time
On a watch with no hands
I want to see you clearly
Come closer than this
But all I remember
Are the dreams in the mist
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away

Is it cloak 'n dagger
Could it be spring or fall
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall
Weaker in my eyesight
The candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Are falling from my lips

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away

There's something out there
I can't resist
I need to hide away from the pain
There's something out there
I can't resist
The sweetest song is silence
That I've ever heard
Funny how your feet
In dreams never touch the earth
In a wood full of princes
Freedom is a kiss
But the prince hides his face
From dreams in the mist

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away

you sing this, okay?

We walked to the sea
Just my father and me
And the dogs played around on the sand
Winter cold cut the air
Hangin' still everywhere
Dressed in gray, did he say
Hold my hand

I said, love's easier when it's far away
We sat and watched a distant light
We're two ships that pass in the night
We both smile and we say it's alright
We're still here
It's just that we're out of sight
Like those ships that pass in the night

There's a boat on the line
Where the sea meets the sky
There's another that rides far behind
And it seems you and I are like strangers
A wide ways apart as we drift on through time

He said, it's harder now, we're far away
We only read you when you write

We're two ships that pass in the night
And we smile when we say it's alright
We're still here
It's just that we're out of sight
Like those ships that pass in the night

repeat

Barry Manilow


yah. anything.

Blondie - Heart Of Glass

Is There Something Christopher Cross

hello..?

Christopher Cross Swept Away Live 1998

Saturday, January 8, 2011

tonight, i could die. next day? usually sunshine, cielo sky, and a few pals will be occasions to expect. it's the space i get when each day ends. it's so sedated a life i get. go get i ice pops to get to little kids. i know, you get to be so galactical when i and you date. i feel so happy, then sad next. up and down this life gets i to places. death and talks of it do not own any luck in this one's life. so?


i'd like you to watch sunsets. i'd like you get a can of soda. i'd like you to be a poet. i'd like you to know all these. it's so sad, this life. this life's solution is a definite finality. i know it's at the usual hidden instance when death gets us. while i sleep,  you watch sunsets, get a can of soda, and be a poet. then i won't be so sad knowing you had left i in this place i call today.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8CmhqoB1lNE

just between i and you. nice day to you also.

today is slight and laughable. it's about luck.

Saturday, January 1, 2011






     attack, bunnies. i send you to this planet to battle in sea, land, and sky. yo!