hello all faithful readers...i apologise yet again for not being frequent enough but with every apology i make there is a good reason for bringing u back here...this time my inspiration to write was caused by a birthday, an online friend whom i didn't have appropriate material for and also how all girls must feel when its time 2 get something for hubby dear...enjoy...
Lover's Birthday
I wake up this morn
There is a dread forlorn
My body hurts with aches
Creaks every second it wakes
I arrive at school
Avoiding many a little pool
All the while i think about your birthday
Pondering what to you i should say
If you were here everything would be so easy
The thought of a kiss makes the place breezy
Imagining your smile removes the clouds
And brings upon my heart manic pounds
Suddenly my body aches no more
My heart feels not as sore
Because you put the light in my day
The warmth in the night when you say
That you love me endlessly
And i feel it ever so deeply
I doubt there is any more that i can say
That might have a chance of making you sway
I'll just wish you the Happiest Birthday
And hope yours is as good as you made my day
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
i know I've been off the blog for ages. I've also lost most of my real writing inspiration time because i don't have school exams as often and easy as before...thats the bad news. the good news is that I've written recently...just last night in fact. its not a poem its not a song...its not a story either...i guess you could call it an article. hope you enjoy!
Miss World Pageant
I don't remember which year...
"If you could have one wish, what would it be? That's easy! World Peace!"
because they say the same thing every year.
Maybe thats what they're trained to say.
For their sake of wanting it, the world has never completely been at peace. No one can blame Miss World for it though. It's not like a pretty face can stop any idiot man.
World Peace. I suppose that term could mean different things to different people; depending on who you are, what your life has taught you and whose opinion you agree with. Peace on its own is just a place and state of being that one is content with to the extent that one would wish for nothing else. Its like i once heard; beauty is a summation of all the parts that is so perfect that nothing needs to be altered, replaced or removed.
All three of those definitions, as are any other, are open to interpretation.
With this knowledge comes an understanding - possibly- of why "war-torn" countries remain so today. All religions and their respective sects take their own beliefs and practices to be best. This includes those "religions" that don't believe in a God or many Gods or any God for that matter.
Basically there can be no World Peace unless everyone agrees on ONE lone definition of peace. The agreement effort itself would be too time consuming and would spark war on its own. Human nature cannot be helped.
Human beings are the most superior being on this planet. Naturally we are also holders of the greatest power; to appreciate and sustain or to destroy and ignore. Those who understand their powers are divided.
I know my place in the hierarchy of nature but also in the human realm. If it takes my effort to become Miss World so that people know I actually want World Peace and even then I am powerless to the ammunition then I must be powerless from the beginning.
I don't feel pretty, I don't feel smart, I don't feel intelligent, I don't feel like I'm important. My life has not been my envisioned of peace and beauty as much as I want it to be. After all the reasoning & evaluating I've done, as far as I'm capable, I only have 2 choices; one to be content with whatever little insignificant efforts I can make, and the other to be wishing I was mindless so I could be peaceful as an untroubled being living only on instinct.
Sometimes I live one of those 2 options and sometimes the other. I have no doubt I could devote myself wholly to one. I need only the positional power of the human realm that is unattainable from my position.
I speak not only for World Peace but for all efforts that are supposed to be world-wide. Global Warming. Pollution. I know not of those things that are more depressing and more current. They're all current to me. Everyone has limits. There is only so much sadness and pity I can feel.
If there is a God, He ain't shown me no mercy.
Miss World Pageant
I don't remember which year...
"If you could have one wish, what would it be? That's easy! World Peace!"
because they say the same thing every year.
Maybe thats what they're trained to say.
For their sake of wanting it, the world has never completely been at peace. No one can blame Miss World for it though. It's not like a pretty face can stop any idiot man.
World Peace. I suppose that term could mean different things to different people; depending on who you are, what your life has taught you and whose opinion you agree with. Peace on its own is just a place and state of being that one is content with to the extent that one would wish for nothing else. Its like i once heard; beauty is a summation of all the parts that is so perfect that nothing needs to be altered, replaced or removed.
All three of those definitions, as are any other, are open to interpretation.
With this knowledge comes an understanding - possibly- of why "war-torn" countries remain so today. All religions and their respective sects take their own beliefs and practices to be best. This includes those "religions" that don't believe in a God or many Gods or any God for that matter.
Basically there can be no World Peace unless everyone agrees on ONE lone definition of peace. The agreement effort itself would be too time consuming and would spark war on its own. Human nature cannot be helped.
Human beings are the most superior being on this planet. Naturally we are also holders of the greatest power; to appreciate and sustain or to destroy and ignore. Those who understand their powers are divided.
I know my place in the hierarchy of nature but also in the human realm. If it takes my effort to become Miss World so that people know I actually want World Peace and even then I am powerless to the ammunition then I must be powerless from the beginning.
I don't feel pretty, I don't feel smart, I don't feel intelligent, I don't feel like I'm important. My life has not been my envisioned of peace and beauty as much as I want it to be. After all the reasoning & evaluating I've done, as far as I'm capable, I only have 2 choices; one to be content with whatever little insignificant efforts I can make, and the other to be wishing I was mindless so I could be peaceful as an untroubled being living only on instinct.
Sometimes I live one of those 2 options and sometimes the other. I have no doubt I could devote myself wholly to one. I need only the positional power of the human realm that is unattainable from my position.
I speak not only for World Peace but for all efforts that are supposed to be world-wide. Global Warming. Pollution. I know not of those things that are more depressing and more current. They're all current to me. Everyone has limits. There is only so much sadness and pity I can feel.
If there is a God, He ain't shown me no mercy.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
to guys reading this, it may chill u to the bone but its probably wat d gurl hu's in love wit u is thinking....but u wont know coz she doesn't wana scare u away...here goes...
Whispers of a girl in deep love
Right now, you're the only one on my mind as i push other thoughts aside. I remember our most recent kiss as it gives a sort of bliss.
People say 'how did I live life without you'
But I say 'my life begins and ends when you do'
Before I lived life wondering where to wander next
And now my path has shown itself and it leads me back to you
Whatever this means
I'll work at making you happy
Because my heart feels lighter
When I hear your voice
See your smile
Thats all I live to hear
And thats all I live to see
What was said has been said
What has happened cant be remade
And thats why I dont have a care
For the past is just another nightmare
When you're here with me now
I get a glimpse of how
Whatever this means
I'll work at making you happy
Because my heart feels lighter
When I hear your voice
See your smile
Thats all I live to hear
And thats all I live to see
Whispers of a girl in deep love
Right now, you're the only one on my mind as i push other thoughts aside. I remember our most recent kiss as it gives a sort of bliss.
People say 'how did I live life without you'
But I say 'my life begins and ends when you do'
Before I lived life wondering where to wander next
And now my path has shown itself and it leads me back to you
Whatever this means
I'll work at making you happy
Because my heart feels lighter
When I hear your voice
See your smile
Thats all I live to hear
And thats all I live to see
What was said has been said
What has happened cant be remade
And thats why I dont have a care
For the past is just another nightmare
When you're here with me now
I get a glimpse of how
Whatever this means
I'll work at making you happy
Because my heart feels lighter
When I hear your voice
See your smile
Thats all I live to hear
And thats all I live to see
believe it...exams can be inspiration...actually, boredom from exams...waiting 4 d time 2 b over, i wrote this...
To : Santa Claus
He is my map of the road that sets me free
He is the one, I'm as sure as can be
When he holds me close all through the night
Keep me warm until again its light
I'll never lose this love for him
There may not be much that he's bought for me
I guess its when all you want is everything
Its in all he does for me
Thats when i realize its him everything is in
So my wish this year
Is for everything that i hold dear
Bring to me if ever you can
Just maybe as you are too a mere man
Give me the one thing I cherish so
Give it to me so i will know
I'll have it in hand
As best as i could sand
Time to spend so I can mend all I've done wrong to him
And be forever with him as he is with me
In my heart
Till death do us really part.
To : Santa Claus
He is my map of the road that sets me free
He is the one, I'm as sure as can be
When he holds me close all through the night
Keep me warm until again its light
I'll never lose this love for him
There may not be much that he's bought for me
I guess its when all you want is everything
Its in all he does for me
Thats when i realize its him everything is in
So my wish this year
Is for everything that i hold dear
Bring to me if ever you can
Just maybe as you are too a mere man
Give me the one thing I cherish so
Give it to me so i will know
I'll have it in hand
As best as i could sand
Time to spend so I can mend all I've done wrong to him
And be forever with him as he is with me
In my heart
Till death do us really part.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
this time i have an actual school assignment...its an essay...i modified it so i could put it here...its about my grandparents...enjoy...
My grandparents, both maternal and ferternal are separated. I have no idea what happened to the relationship between my ferternal grandparents. He is still alive, as far as I know, having left my father and his siblings with his mother, had remarried and started a whole new family I am clueless about. Like most men who left their first set of children, he only stepped back into the family when my father needed tertiary education. My grandfather paid for that education fully, from what i know, and never said another word to his first family.
My grandmother was alone in raising my father. My father often had to live with my grandmothers' friends. That had some psychological effect on him. As I am not a qualified psychologist, I am unable to say for certain wht it did to him. I think it made him very humble and respectful. Other than that, I think it made him very judgemental and distinct. Coming back to my grandmother, I dont know what her occupation was. When my age was a single number, my parents sent my sister and I to spend the weekend with her. Later on, she complained about pains in her legs. A few months later, she passed away. Details of why she died remain unbeknownst to me to this day. All i know is that it could have been cancer. Never the less, i enjoyed being in her company.
Moving on to my maternal grandparents, whom i know more about than my ferternal grandparents. he was an army officer. i dont know what exactly his rank was but i know he was an expert in signals, radio stuff. He was honourable and my mother and grandmother remain proud of his achievements. No matter how many military awards a man recieves, it cannot change bad habits like drinking and gambling, which my grandfather had a problem with. Moreover, in those days, drinking heavily was considered as a criteria an a womans list of how a man should be and what made him good. A second woman lured my grandfather away from his first family.
My grandmother, having lost her husband, became more religious and I believe it kept her sane throughout the years of bringing up my mother and aunt. She took legal action, I think, and got some money from him every month. Being a teacher, she combined her salary and what little she got from her husband and brought my mother and aunt up well. My mother always says that my grandmother is a fearless little fly. My grandmother measures five feet tall and stories tell me she swatted a king cobra - which was about 3 meters long - away as if it were nothing more than a rat. She is the only grandparent I am in contact with all the time; well every weekend actually. She is now over 80 years old, diabetic but healthy, still wakes at the crack of dawn for a morning wallk and stil driving.
From all i have said here, there are many conclusions I or anyone can come to. Marriage problems run in the family; they always do,dont they? My parents both had a tough childhood. All four of grandparents are very strong and decisive people. All that childhood history of my parents made them good parents and made my life easy because they are hardworking individuals. I am content with whatever hapened to my grandparents int he past and learnt one important lesson; even if you lose something or never had somthing, life goes on, and, the only way to do it is to think of the future, not fret over what you dont have lost, and to be thankful, albeit, grateful for what little you have at present. Things may seem small and useless at present but their value always grows with you. It takes a long while to realise their worth, so never ever complain - unless asked to do so by the management of a restaurant!
My grandparents, both maternal and ferternal are separated. I have no idea what happened to the relationship between my ferternal grandparents. He is still alive, as far as I know, having left my father and his siblings with his mother, had remarried and started a whole new family I am clueless about. Like most men who left their first set of children, he only stepped back into the family when my father needed tertiary education. My grandfather paid for that education fully, from what i know, and never said another word to his first family.
My grandmother was alone in raising my father. My father often had to live with my grandmothers' friends. That had some psychological effect on him. As I am not a qualified psychologist, I am unable to say for certain wht it did to him. I think it made him very humble and respectful. Other than that, I think it made him very judgemental and distinct. Coming back to my grandmother, I dont know what her occupation was. When my age was a single number, my parents sent my sister and I to spend the weekend with her. Later on, she complained about pains in her legs. A few months later, she passed away. Details of why she died remain unbeknownst to me to this day. All i know is that it could have been cancer. Never the less, i enjoyed being in her company.
Moving on to my maternal grandparents, whom i know more about than my ferternal grandparents. he was an army officer. i dont know what exactly his rank was but i know he was an expert in signals, radio stuff. He was honourable and my mother and grandmother remain proud of his achievements. No matter how many military awards a man recieves, it cannot change bad habits like drinking and gambling, which my grandfather had a problem with. Moreover, in those days, drinking heavily was considered as a criteria an a womans list of how a man should be and what made him good. A second woman lured my grandfather away from his first family.
My grandmother, having lost her husband, became more religious and I believe it kept her sane throughout the years of bringing up my mother and aunt. She took legal action, I think, and got some money from him every month. Being a teacher, she combined her salary and what little she got from her husband and brought my mother and aunt up well. My mother always says that my grandmother is a fearless little fly. My grandmother measures five feet tall and stories tell me she swatted a king cobra - which was about 3 meters long - away as if it were nothing more than a rat. She is the only grandparent I am in contact with all the time; well every weekend actually. She is now over 80 years old, diabetic but healthy, still wakes at the crack of dawn for a morning wallk and stil driving.
From all i have said here, there are many conclusions I or anyone can come to. Marriage problems run in the family; they always do,dont they? My parents both had a tough childhood. All four of grandparents are very strong and decisive people. All that childhood history of my parents made them good parents and made my life easy because they are hardworking individuals. I am content with whatever hapened to my grandparents int he past and learnt one important lesson; even if you lose something or never had somthing, life goes on, and, the only way to do it is to think of the future, not fret over what you dont have lost, and to be thankful, albeit, grateful for what little you have at present. Things may seem small and useless at present but their value always grows with you. It takes a long while to realise their worth, so never ever complain - unless asked to do so by the management of a restaurant!
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
well now the mid year exams are over...i havn't got anything new coz my moms camera is bunk so i'll hafta get some older picture for ya'll
this is my first drawing of a person from head to toe...somehow my ghastly hands managed 2 chop off the top of her head also....im planning on colouring this digitally but i seem to have lost adobe photoshop on my computer...oh well...:)
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Friday, April 21, 2006
hey ya'll...heres a lil something...just short things...made from other inspirations...hehe
Music of Scouting
Rhythm, our foot drill
Noise, our cheers
Melody, our songs
Passion, our words
Teamwork & coordination
Like a grand orchestra
Fights & accidents
Drama of the song
That’s the music
Music of scouting
Portrait of my Life
My heart beats
With the rhythm
Of a song
That plays
When I dance
In the colours of art
In a portraitPortrait of my life
Music of Scouting
Rhythm, our foot drill
Noise, our cheers
Melody, our songs
Passion, our words
Teamwork & coordination
Like a grand orchestra
Fights & accidents
Drama of the song
That’s the music
Music of scouting
Portrait of my Life
My heart beats
With the rhythm
Of a song
That plays
When I dance
In the colours of art
In a portraitPortrait of my life
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