August 1st, 2008 by stanzeke1
Ako dapat! wala ng bakit bakit pa! Joke lang.. sa palagay ko ako dapat kasi… ano
ba? kasi siguro ginagawa ko naman ang mga task ni kuya kahit meju sablay kung minsan, pwedi
ring ako ang pinaka matanda sa mga housemates, pwede rin because artistahin ako hehehe.
pwedi ring dahil wala lang or marami akong bubwit na bumoto sa akin or nagbayad ako para may
bumoto sa akin.. basta maraming dahilan at iisipin ko muna. para sa akin naman tulad nga ng
laging sinasabi at sasabihin ko na rin, ok lang sa akin kahit sino ang maging big winner,
basta may balato lang ako… BAsta ako dapat ang maging Big winner! para masaya ang lahat at
maiahon ko ang pilipinas (at may ganun pa) at pati na rin promote ko ang world peace
hihihi.. *eskapo sabay layas*
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August 1st, 2008 by stanzeke1
Hindi ko plinano ang pagsali ko sa BPBB.. sa katunayan nga, wala akong kaalam alam
na meron palang big brother version sa friendster. Nalaman ko lang na may ganito palang
bagay ng mabasa ko yung audition thread na pinost ni koya sa aming BP yahoo groups. eh nung
time na pagkabasa ko ng post na yun, out of curiousity ay nag audition ako.. ok na naman
kasi ang mga rules at ang fun na maidudulot ng BPBB. yun nga di ko inaasahan na
makakatanggap ako ng mensahe mula kay koya na pasok nga ako sa BPBB. 2 days din bago ako
umoo kaya ayun ok na, enjoy naman palang mga task at kakaexcite… Thankful ako at hangga
ngayun di pa rin ako naeevict kahit di ko masyadung nagagawa mga tasks, ewan ko this week,
nominated ako eh.. sana di muna ako maevict hehe. geh na wala na ko masabi.
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July 31st, 2008 by stanzeke1
Naalala ko pa yun, diko lang maalala yung date kung kailan, basta bago ako pumasok sa work ay routine ko na every morning na dumaan sa computer shop ng kaibigan ko na sa may plaza mismo dito sa amin malapit sa terminal ng jeep na sinasakyan ko papuntang work. so edi maaga pa naman para pumasok, kaya medju tambay tambay mode muna dun.. yun nga sa pagkukwentuhan namin ng friend ko na di ko na maalala kung anung topic, basta about music siguro yun o kaya naman movies, habang nagkukwentuhan e napatingin ako sa salamin at nagulat ako. nak nang… ano to.??? yung buhok ko di maayos heheh, kaya dali dali akong naghanap ng suklay, e yung suklay nandun sa papag, katabi ng isang black book. black book na parang witch book. so ayun, kinuha ko yung suklay at inayos ko ang buhok ko. yesss wala ng problema. chit chat uli, blah blah blah dito blah blah blah doon at di ko namalayan yung time, eh oras na pala at baka malate ako mapagalitan pa ako ng boss ko. ayun at nagdecide na akong umalis. nun ko naalala na nakalimutan ko pala ang Harry potter book na binabasa ko sa bahay..nak ng.. pano ba to, gusto ko pa naman habang nagbibiyahe ako ay may binabasa ako. yun nga at paalis na ako ng napatingin ulit ako sa black book sa papag, tapos walang sabi sabi eh bigla ko nalang dinampot yung black book habang nakatalikod at bising nag cocomputer yung friend ko. yun na nga habang sa jeep binasa ko ang black book. nagulat pa nga ako sa title at kung bakit ganun yung title. so binasa ko at yung nga habang sa jeep nag mukha akong tanga at pinag titinginan ng mga co-passengers ko kung bakit parang timang akong tumatawang mag-isa habang nagbabasa. kakatawa kasi eh yung book. natapos ko yung book nga bago mag kinabukasan. kinabukasan naibalik ko yung book ng di nalalaman ng friend ko kagaya ng pagkuha ko nung nakaraang araw. Pagkasoli, so meju tambay ulit, at yun di ko na mapigilan, tinanong ko yung friend ko, ‘Huy ano yung book na yun?. yung black book sa papag’ sabi nya ‘ah yun, binabasa ko kc yung mga taga CEU nagpapagawa ng reaction paper bout dun sa book’ haaa sabi ko, maganda ba ang tanong ko. maganda at nakakatawa sabi ni friend (si friend pala ay si Jerico) gusto mong basahin ang tanong nya, next week pa naman kukunin yan… Sabi ko wag na busy ako. hehehe ang di nia alam eh nabasa ko na ng di nia alam. yun yun yung panahon na nadiskobre kong may isang Bob Ong pala na magaling.
kinabukasan, at kinabukasan ulit, di ko ulit matandaan what date (bobo talaga ako sa date) eh kating kati ang kamay ko di talaga maalis sa isip ko yung author, lalo na’t may naging teacher ako dati na kapangalan nia nung nag aral ako ng vocational.. wat if siya yun diba? kaya ayun todo research ako sa internet, kakalungkot man at walang akong napala at nalaman tungkol dun sa author. bad trip, click ako ng click ayun at napadpad ako sa Bobong Pinoy yahoo Groups… kahit clueless ako kung anong meron dun ayun at sumali pa rin ako, (kung di ako nagkakamali mga 2 years ago na yun) naisip ko wala namang mawawala at baka makilala ko pa si Bob ong.. di naman ako nagkamali at marami akong natutunan at nakilala sa pagsali sa BPYG pwera tungkol ka y BO. yun nga dun na nagsimula ang lahat kung paano ako naging kabobo na nagpabago sa isang parte ng buhay ko. o diba naks naman… oh the end na siguro to! salamat sa pagbabasa!
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April 26th, 2006 by stanzeke1
What Hurts The Most
RASCAL FLATTS
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do
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April 15th, 2006 by stanzeke1
Does He Love You
Rilo Kiley
Get a real job
Keep the wind to your back and the sun on your face
All the immediate unknowns
Are better than knowing this tired and lonely fate
Does he love you?
Does he love you?
Will he hold your tiny face in his hands?
I guess it’s spring, I didn’t know
It’s always seventy-five with no melting snow
A married man, he visits me
I receive his letters in the mail twice a week
And I think he loves me
And when he leaves her
He’s coming out to California
I guess it all worked out
There’s a ring on your finger and the baby’s due out
You share a place by the park
And run a shop for antiques downtown
And he loves you
Yeah he loves you
And the two of you will soon become three
And he loves you
Even though you
Used to say you were flawed if you weren’t free
Let’s not forget ourselves good friend
You and I were almost dead
And you’re better off for leaving
Yeah you’re better off for leaving
Late at night
I get the phone
You’re at the shop sobbing all alone
Your confession it’s coming out
You only married him
You felt your time was running out
But now you love him
And your baby
At last you are complete
But he’s distant and you found him
On the phone pleading saying "Baby I love you
And I’ll leave her and I’m coming out to California"
Let’s not forget ourselves good friend
I am flawed if I’m not free
And your husband will never leave you
He will never leave you for me
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October 12th, 2005 by stanzeke1
Rooster - Deep And Meaningless
I, I don’t know why I miss you so much
Yeah I, I don’t know why I still feel your touch
You, you left me feeling high and dry
With nothing, nothing but the question why
Yeah you, I guess you had another direction
And leaving me with nothing but a dead connection
Chorus:
If you call me today
I’ll say that I’m fine
But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice
It’s just a lie
You knew what you had
You still walked away leaving me in this mess
My love for you is deep and meaningless
You, you knew what you were doing to me
And I, I guess I was too blind to see
Well you hit where it hurt and you fooled me so bad
But I’d do it again to relive what we had
(Damn that’s sad)
There are many things left to remind me
Of a love that I just can’t leave behind me
Chorus:
If you call me today
I’ll say that I’m fine
But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice
It’s just a lie
You knew what you had
You still walked away leaving me in this mess
My love for you is deep and meaningless
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June 22nd, 2005 by stanzeke1
yehey! it’s lunchbreak and i just had my lunch… yum!!
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June 20th, 2005 by stanzeke1
LIFEHOUSE - You And Me
Album: Lifehouse (2005)
what day is it and in what month this clock never seemed so alive I can’t keep up and I can’t back down I’ve been losing so much time cause it’s you and me and all of the people with nothing to do nothing to lose and it’s you and me and all of the people and I don’t know why I can’t keep my eyes off of you all of the things that I want to say just aren’t coming out right I’m tripping inwards you got my head spinning I don’t know where to go from here cause it’s you and me and all of the people with nothing to do nothing to prove and it’s you and me and all of the people and I don’t know why I can’t keep my eyes off of you there’s something about you now I can’t quite figure out everything she does is beautiful everything she does is right you and me and all of the people with nothing to do nothing to lose and it’s you and me and all of the people and I don’t know why I can’t keep my eyes off of you you and me and all of the people with nothing to do nothing to prove and it’s you and me and all of the people and I don’t know why I can’t keep my eyes off of you what day is it and in what month this clock never seemed so alive
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