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Hei stranger why look so blue?
You don't have to answer, just give me a clue.

I guess your name is Iris,
Coz' your stuck on my eyes.

I hope you like crazy stories,
Coz' I'll make one in just a while.

I reckon he ain't coming, want me to kill your boredom?
I can laso the moon or a star if you want one.

Can you feel the press of the bass that is playing?
Or the weight of those eyes that on you are staring?

Hei stranger i think I'll buy you a drink now,
I know that you don't know me but we'll get to there somehow-

a pint of excitement and a bottle of you?
Or you can just share to me your secrets and we'll make them come true.

Hei stranger why look so blue?
Want me to turn a rainbow upside-down and put it on you?ü

PDL

Dehydrated from these dry conversations,
you seem to never care.

Thirsty for your attention,
and those spontaneous flare.

I tried to drink it off with soda,
coffee or some water.

But none of those seem to work for satisfying
this crave that I bear.

For now I do not know what's real and what's not,
what's right and what's fair.

And since we've shared this drink of love,
it's been hard to stay sober.

for I can't bear the possibility
of us not lasting forever.

I tried to drink it off with soda,
coffee or some water.

But I know none of those will ever work,
Unless I slept myself forever.

Because you've intoxicated me with the strongest liquor.
And given me my biggest hang-over.

"Life's short, treat everyday as if it was your last". Well, I think that's crap, first of all, you'll never know how you'll treat your last day unless you were given the opportunity to know when you'll die. For all you know, you might just be walking in home from work and get struck by lightning. Or just be eating lunch and the building you are in collapses. And second, life's not short. a minute for taking a bath is short, an hour for learning to play the guitar is short, but what, 70? 80? 90? years for living. It sure is not short. It's just fast. The years will just pass you by just like that. So before your years wear you down, have a better appreciation of your life and everything that gives it its meaning. Be spontaneous. Surprise a friend, surprise yourself. Grab a beer, share a drink. Don't be so serious. Crack a joke, your friends will always be there to laugh with you. Take a chance, don't waste your time on someone who's not worth ur minute. Find someone who'll make your heart beat a bit faster, your chest thud a bit louder. And make your fast life lag a little.

I hope diamonds are'nt forever.

I've just watch Blood Diamond earlier this morning, well, I've seen it thrice, I think, since it was premiered here at the Philippines but it never fails to move me. Well in a sad, yet inspiring way I guess.

It shows how messed up people can be, how greed cause alot of pain, how blood is shed, families separated, how brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers mourn for their loved ones, how one's luxury could cause another's life. All because of our selfish, misleading wants. And the people who caters to that want are willing to do everything just to provide you with it. Well they know that they cause alot of suffering to others, but because of money, they just could not care less.

They say money makes the world go round, and I myself believe that. And because it's money that governs most of the decisions that are made in our society, our world would'nt have a single, honest revolution.

sweet<3

I've met her in my twenties', and we've been together since then.
Inseparable would be the word that best describes what we share.
She was once just a want that proved her worth as a necessity.
You see, I love her for what she does, speaks and lives for--
for she helped fulfill each and every dream that I could'nt reach on my own.
for she gives me warmth so rare the sun can't even compare.
for she kids me when I'm angry and hugs me when i pout.
for we're happy when we're together
and when we're mad at each other
we become much closer.
for she don't argue when I'm right
but contends when she's right.
for she melts me with the sweetest words, yet builds me up at the same time.
for she once made a wish that we'd be together, forever.
for she does'nt break a promise, and acts it at her will.
for her confidence compensates for her flaws.
for she needs me as i need her.
for she misses me when I'm out and still misses me when I'm home.

for she thinks I'm her Romeo as I think she's my Juliet.
for if tomorrow I die she would let that bitter,
lethal poison flow through her throat and still have the sweetest death.

for she had been my dream girl since i was sixteen.

for she had me write this blog even if I still have not met her
and I'm yet to be tweenty.

She's my sweetheart--

and i know in that God given time--

in that o so beautiful time-

I'll meet her.

First Post

This is my first post so im just gonna be brief about it, I plan to write my thoughts, experience, opinions, and secrets here, hoping that somehow it would make me a better writer, which I actually am not at the moment, and maybe a better individual. So, that's all for now, gotta do something first, but hey, I'm here, never thought I'd ever blog, but I'm here and I hope that i get better with my english, particularly my spelling, vocabulary and grammar. =D