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Moonlight Bay
Doris Day
Words by Edward Madden
Music by Percy Weinrich


We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay
We could hear the voices ringing
They seemed to say
You have stolen her heart
Now dont go way
As we sang loves old sweet song on Moonlight Bay
(We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay)


(We could hear the voices ringing)
(They seemed to say)
You have stolen her heart
Now dont go way(As we sang loves old sweet song on Moonlight Bay)
We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay
We could hear the voices ringing
They seemed to say
You have stolen her heart (You have stolen her heart)
Now dont go way
As we sang loves old sweet song on Moonlight Bay
(Sailing through the moonlight on Moonlight Bay)


---- if you're like me, a bored to death person splurging in cartoons... you would know that this song was featured in hey arnold... the episode where gerald gets his toncils removed.

eight

sometimes, i get the feeling that i was weaned on bad luck and paranoia.
it is a damn miracle how i could force myself to smile and look at the bright side of things.


at times i'm sick of playing pretend that everything will turn out okay.


but... is it absurd to conclude that pretending to be full of sunshine keeps me alive?


if anyone of you watches samurai x... you'll understand what i am about to say.
i feel like i'm the real version of the pollyana henchman of shishio- i think the boy's name is soujiro... no matter how many times he gets hit, or abused.. he still manages to smile. because he claimed that it dampens the pangs the pain brings.


here's to pain (i feel like a pink goth... :p)


i try to look at the sun
by:kang... the pink goth :)


i try to look at the sun when they say bad things about me
and when they step on my self-esteem train
and claim: "we didn't mean to do so."
when people look at me and jeer about how dirty my uniform is
or how i don't seem to care how they feel


why is it so hard to please you?


moreover; why is it so hard to please me?


i try to look at the sun when there is no food on the table
and oily food on the fridge.
when i cook food: it magically disappears.
i try to look at the sun when my stomach churns
or when i realize i have not got enough cash to get a fix...


why is it easy to hunger for the things you don't have?


think about it... why is it hard to swallow what you've already got?


i try to look at the sun when my mother backstabs me
or when people judge me according to the girth of my waist
and the fat in my calves.
when my enemies want to cleave the entirety of my dignity into quarters.
i try to look at the sun when i cannot see "him"
there for me.
because nobody likes "him"
for me.


tell me this... why is it difficult to make people understand your good intentions?


and why is it a breeze to destroy others' day by being apathetic and rude?


i try to look at the sun when i feel blinded by the bad things around me
because i'd rather be blinded by hope and optimism (even if you do believe they died ten seconds ago) for my good cause.


i try to look at the sun... my sun.
even if there is a rainbow, a moon or a star up in the sky...


simply because... like me and my hopes...
the sun's light and energy won't go out...
even if it wants to.
just because... it has to... or rather...
it just stays lit and warm
for other people to see it too.



---------hey... i feel better already! :)

seven

this is an extremely mawkish song....
i don't know how people would react but
this song was stuck in my head the whole day


hehehe... cheers.


oh and yeah,... the tagalized version of my sassy girl
will premiere in my birthday... october 19


talk about novelty mania
"I Believe ( I Love You )"
Jimmy Bondoc


I believe na ikaw lang at ako
Kung kaya't tayo ay pinagtagpo
I believe kapalaran mo'y ako
At sana ay ganon din ang puso mo


Noong una’y hindi mo ko gusto
Kaibigan lang ang turing mo paano na ako?


Chorus:
Araw-araw maghihintay
hawak lamang
Ang sinabi mo baka mahal mo rin ako
Tama na sakin ang minsa'y binigyan mo ng pag-asa
basta't mahal kita
Ikaw lang at ako ang magsasabi ng i love you…


I believe may ibang pangarap ka
At kay tagal laging di nagkikita
Kung saan ka dalhin ng puso mo
Asahan mong ang pag-ibig ko'y sayo
Lumipas ang araw at parang kaytagal
Sa mga bituin nakatingin kausap ay ikaw


(repeat chorus)


Ang buhay ko'y ikaw kailan pa man
Kahit tayo'y magkalayo
Tadhana na ang syang daan ng pag-ibig mo'y maramdaman
Basta't ito ang pangako ko……


(repeat chorus)


Ikaw lang at ako ang magsasabi ng i.. love you

six

this week is finals week. i can't bear the thought of having to leave my classmates and spend time with my mon and my brother (the wicked queen and evil stepbrother) gives me the chills. eeewwww... there are some things i look forward to though... there is the pd2b outing, gangga's birthday and my birthday. have i told you that my best friend, jigglypuff and classmates won't be there???!!! BULLSHIT!


leche




i don't feel like giving you a flower right now :(


oh... i promised you...


so here goes


my faded heaven
by:kang


judgement day on the 19th.
last scantron on the 8th.
last chuckle maybe now.
i can't imagine life without the rallies or the
days
i spend with you.


so forgive for feeling
overly melancholic
and being obsessive about my past memories


leaving utopia
entering pompeii


leaving the jews
holding hands with mormons


i hate my existence


blood flows down my blue skies


heaven got infected by AIDS
and is slowly dying






---- i can't believe this!

five

before these wonderful thoughts evaporate from my brain.
i would like to post them.




i dedicate this to my mom, it's her birthday today




HAPPY BIRTHDAY mama. i wish you well.




happy b-day, d-day
by: kang

'eto ang tulang walang saysay

'eto 'yung tulang nakalimutan lagyan ng sukat.

marapat lang 'tong basahin.

'wag mo na akong balahurain.

naisip ko na may nagbertday sa kabilang bahay

nangangamoy sangre ang paligid

nalaman ko na lang pala ikaw 'yon.

nabalitaan ko na nagsunog ka nananman ng tawas.

wala na rin akong paki.

bahala ka magtunaw ng utak

bahala ka nang maginternet na parang walang bukas

parang totoy na sanay sa hapet.

happy birthday

magpaka-nanay ka na sana

--- i know it's oozing with contempt, but hey... MY BLOG! ^_^

four

dear blog...
i am so sorry for being a negligent prick. i promise you, that i will twist all the folds in my brain to write you beautiful poems that you can proudly boast of, everyday...

--kangy

here are some "flowers" to "appease" "you"

...

i never should have let all those shallow things get to me.

i am home. :)

here is post four...

-for K :) .now i write

mirror image

by:kang

this weak hand forgot to scribble,

this weak hand.

this lifeless hand,

lost its vivacity.

this plain hand,

this tired hand

skin on the sides bitten by

nervous, stressed teeth-

bloodied, bruised and rough.

i look at this ignorant hand

and tell myself...

what have i been doing?

can all those things change this

world-

that forgot how to smile?

that is bloody,

like my hands?

tired and calloused.

i look at my hands in a mirror.

i put my hands on the cool, glassy surface of the mirror.

and remember your hands.

tired,

bloodied.

like mine.

like mine.

thank you, kuya k for making me want to make my blog... "work" again :D 'hope you liked the poem!!!