Restless Days...Sleepless Nights...

Okay, it's too hard for me too handle.

Okay, I may be exaggerating but it's partly true. I have been suffering something for about five days now and it started with just one bite. I can't help but to eat less, to avoid drinking cold water, to smile less and even be paralyzed. It's so hard for me to sleep at night because when I move, this sore bumps and then, Drowsy fades away. For the next few hours, I am there, lying on my bed, staring at my ceiling, waiting for the pain to go away -- or make me sleep at least.

Now, the sore still gives me pain. I do not know the cure for it because I do everything I knew that would probably heal it, but it's no use. Maybe, just maybe, this sore would fade away someday. I just know it.

Right now, it still hurts. I tried all position to somewhat ease me up, but it's no use. I tried covering it, but no, it still hurts. Waaah. I even created a short poem for it. And here goes.

You give me pain more than being broken hearted

You make me insane more than memorizing facts

Restless Days you give me, now amusement departed

IT has been long time but you're still on track.

But I cannot do anything, It feels like I'm martyred,

Please leave now singaw, don't ever come back.

I can still remember when your pain started

but please start to heal yourself, I'm becoming a crack

But when the time comes, a celebration is declared

for your disappearance and your awful contact

Go away, singaw! Leave me alone!

How's about that? hahaha. You probably know what sore I was referring to, right? If you don't better read the poem again to find out. Actually, I have two of them, but only the bigger one is hurting. 


Anyways, Good Afternoon. :D

Auburn Thoughts

And so I am writing a song.


For years now, I dream of making my own album. I never cared if it will be popular. What matters is, I HAVE AN ALBUM. Silly tunes and amateur lyrics composed that “album.” I was like 14 or 15 then and those lyrics were really superficial.


My all time favorite song of mine then was entitled Juliet. I composed that song when I was in Third Year, when I cannot get over the 1960’s Romeo and Juliet movie. It was pretty superficial, but what I do? I was still a junior back then!


Other songs about love came. I never knew why I wrote of love before where in fact, my love life before was zero (well, until now). There was this literal song about breaking apart. There was another song about missing someone. It’s funny to say that I did write songs about those.


If I could only dream.

The Joan of Arc in the Philippines

this is a product of boredom. The edit though, not the statue itself. *grin*

Symphony of Silver Tears

The sky has been sobbing for hours. I can’t help but to thank God for the cold weather we’ve been having. Those droplets fall from the sky creating melodies as they hit Mother Earth. It can’t rain now, it’s impossible. I swear to myself it would not.

Anyway, I am surprised that I am facing my laptop writing some stupid things here. No one knew why or how I stumbled upon here, suddenly writing something. For some reasons way back one or two months ago, I created this but I never updated since that day. But now, here I am, adding some more dirt to it.

My theory includes this. I was inspired by the mesmerizing blogs of a news reporter and a musical genius. A blog of pure personal memories and other blogs of pure literary masterpieces, I can’t help but to write my own too. Well, that theory might be the real deal here.

I do not really know if this will continue on for like, forever, but, hey, a little patience and a little crisp of the mind will go a long way.