feel the pokeholes as you pass
the road so rough. notice how
the panorama captures
your hazy sight as you take
deep breaths of fascination.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
sonnet 1
since shakespeare says it better, i wont write another
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light'st flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, makest waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light'st flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, makest waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
early bird catches the storm
two days in a row, i was able to sleep and wake up early ^^ yay. the best thing is that i've been well despite the not-so-well weather.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
finger exercise
letting my heart feel the warmth of each note
and eyes see the colors amidst darkness,
i let my fingers linger on each stroke
allowing them to tremble in numbness
while ears enjoy the harmonious moan
of vibrating melodies spiraling
the cool morning air. each time i press on
the long hard keys, my heart would start beating
so fast my blood would rush to my head and
my body would deliriously shake
to the wondrous feeling on each bend
of piano strings as the music transcends.
and eyes see the colors amidst darkness,
i let my fingers linger on each stroke
allowing them to tremble in numbness
while ears enjoy the harmonious moan
of vibrating melodies spiraling
the cool morning air. each time i press on
the long hard keys, my heart would start beating
so fast my blood would rush to my head and
my body would deliriously shake
to the wondrous feeling on each bend
of piano strings as the music transcends.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
cravings
swim in jealousy until you drown. fool
yourself more with sweet lies. get blinded by
his charming moves so disarming you'd drool
like a mad dog fancying a bone. then sigh
for longing kisses of darkness. deny
him the sight of thine spotless sheet. no cry
would release the agony trapped inside.
unable to bear what you try to hide.
yourself more with sweet lies. get blinded by
his charming moves so disarming you'd drool
like a mad dog fancying a bone. then sigh
for longing kisses of darkness. deny
him the sight of thine spotless sheet. no cry
would release the agony trapped inside.
unable to bear what you try to hide.
Friday, October 24, 2008
sonnet 116
never thought that i've read shakespeares long before reading the midsummer night's dream. (most probably i forgot again!) when i chanced upon the sonnet 116, my Language Arts class in high school came back to me (we have discussed that poem in LA level 6,7 or 8 for i think a whole straight week! teacher oline was so patient with us then) my oh my, lovefool sigh. ;P
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose Worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose Worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
amuse me
why should a poet need a muse to write
a sonnet so sweet that would entice the world
to read the written pages intended
not only for them to read but to embrace?
can't he just write without thinking so much
about metre, rhyme and style that only
box his creativity and poetry?
if i were to write a poem, i would want
her to sprout from my soul and then breathe
her immortality to meet more souls.
but why that need for a muse always knock
when the paper is ready to be marked?
what if the poet found no muse at all?
would that be an excuse to not write a
good poem that would capture another soul?
amuse me with your sweet nothings my muse.
i found you at the most unexpected
time and place i could ever imagine.
you just didn't know how much the pain you
caused me made me suffer and move my pen.
as if i were possessed, my jealousy
helped me pour out verses i've been keeping.
i might sound masochistic, but the more
you hurt me, the more i find the right words
to fill this blank versed sonnet i intend
to dedicate to you, oh, darling muse.
a sonnet so sweet that would entice the world
to read the written pages intended
not only for them to read but to embrace?
can't he just write without thinking so much
about metre, rhyme and style that only
box his creativity and poetry?
if i were to write a poem, i would want
her to sprout from my soul and then breathe
her immortality to meet more souls.
but why that need for a muse always knock
when the paper is ready to be marked?
what if the poet found no muse at all?
would that be an excuse to not write a
good poem that would capture another soul?
amuse me with your sweet nothings my muse.
i found you at the most unexpected
time and place i could ever imagine.
you just didn't know how much the pain you
caused me made me suffer and move my pen.
as if i were possessed, my jealousy
helped me pour out verses i've been keeping.
i might sound masochistic, but the more
you hurt me, the more i find the right words
to fill this blank versed sonnet i intend
to dedicate to you, oh, darling muse.
accompanying pam @ venezia
21oct08
gupit hair
then ate ice cream
photo shoot with auntie hannah
mcdo treat ni pam
upon dreaming a midsummer night's scream
eyne no longer sphery,
she never so weary
until that very evening.
nay, she was only dreaming.
what a dream was here! -- exclaimed she.
look how she did quake with much fear!
was the dream so terrible
that it brought her to tremble?
early on, i did hear her squeal
as i tried to steal Shakespeare's quill.
i thought she saw my crime!
just when i thought it's time
to throw myself out my window,
appeared to me a tall shadow.
though it did not scare me at all,
still i hid behind a bleak wall.
then i heard a female voice beg.
through wall's chink, i saw a figure
appeared, a man of great stature.
she's on her knees, clutching his leg,
as with so much love she uttered
the lines could've only mustered,
"I'll follow thee, and make a heaven of hell,*
To die upon the hand I love so well." *
tears began to fill up mine eyne
as they meet the glowing crescent,
the only thing pleasant that night
that brought me a little delight.
then i thought of the drying ink.
should've not worn a gown so pink
laced with thorns pressed hard on my skin.
stood frozen like a mannequin
as a vision came upon me.
thence the air was very steamy.
i could see your face through the steam.
quite enchanted, i had to scream.
i crushed the quill i was holding.
forgot why i started writing
in couplets when it should be in sonnets
that i should write to let myself forget.
* lines borrowed from shakespeare ;P
she never so weary
until that very evening.
nay, she was only dreaming.
what a dream was here! -- exclaimed she.
look how she did quake with much fear!
was the dream so terrible
that it brought her to tremble?
early on, i did hear her squeal
as i tried to steal Shakespeare's quill.
i thought she saw my crime!
just when i thought it's time
to throw myself out my window,
appeared to me a tall shadow.
though it did not scare me at all,
still i hid behind a bleak wall.
then i heard a female voice beg.
through wall's chink, i saw a figure
appeared, a man of great stature.
she's on her knees, clutching his leg,
as with so much love she uttered
the lines could've only mustered,
"I'll follow thee, and make a heaven of hell,*
To die upon the hand I love so well." *
tears began to fill up mine eyne
as they meet the glowing crescent,
the only thing pleasant that night
that brought me a little delight.
then i thought of the drying ink.
should've not worn a gown so pink
laced with thorns pressed hard on my skin.
stood frozen like a mannequin
as a vision came upon me.
thence the air was very steamy.
i could see your face through the steam.
quite enchanted, i had to scream.
i crushed the quill i was holding.
forgot why i started writing
in couplets when it should be in sonnets
that i should write to let myself forget.
* lines borrowed from shakespeare ;P
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
i remember, date and time... (the day you went away by M2M)
on a new habit, a bad one. sleeping for two straight days, then staying up for the next two days. been doing this for quite some time now. last night, i was about to break the habit. l was on a deep sleep for i think a few minutes already when i had to get up to do a task. ugh! then i coudnt go back to sleep so i started blogging (in an effort to make me sleepy? asa pa :P writing on my mobile wont ). when i was about to hit the publish button, it went back to the previous page. ugh! it was quite an interesting post i called "cats mating". some content i can still recall is the part when i wrote about the rowdy cats on the roof and the howls filling up the cool morning air. oh no, mating season? i went out to check on my cats. one was missing. that darn cat! went back blogging. saw some status message, made me look at the calendar. it's october 22nd. sigh. 22nd, yeah. is it just the sentimental me or ... no more or please :S stop thinking too much. things happen for a reason. pictures mum inquiring, what's the use of crying over spilt milk? i'd reply, i just realized that nothing will replace that bottle of perfume i broke last month. :(
Saturday, October 18, 2008
All I Need
performed by Within Temptation
well, yeah, make my heart a better place, that's all i need right now!
mobile multiply
i was happy because i'm able to access multiply anywhere i go. i could check some stuff and post blogs. but the thing is that i couldnt edit, delete nor post the blog to private access (something that i had just discovered this very moment!). sigh. thought i could post absolutely anything here :(
to sing or not to sing
still confused whether i'll join the church choir or resume my duty in the secretariat. i've been a secretary for around seven years so it's not that easy to decide. but i've been missing the koro for quite some years now. or should i say more than a decade now. one thing is certain--i can't eat the cake and have it at the same time. i gotta choose :S
Thursday, October 16, 2008
looking up again
this world is a huge classroom.
you might top the class
without learning anything.
you might flunk the exams
yet know everything.
but the most important thing is
to not lose the appetite in learning
despite all the impediments that keep on coming.
you might top the class
without learning anything.
you might flunk the exams
yet know everything.
but the most important thing is
to not lose the appetite in learning
despite all the impediments that keep on coming.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
@ multilingual, 11oct08
2nd anniv of multilingual, inc.
there were free foreign language classes
i was wearing too many mustardy stuff
one rainy friday
10oct08 something dreadful happened early this morning. wont go into details but i wasnt able to sleep the night before. thank God the morning sky wasnt grey. it was so blue (well, of course my fonecam couldnt capture the colors) my brother also took a picture of it. as i was about to sleep in the morning, my aunt called asking me to accompany her to my cousin's school. i dont wanna stay home that day so i said yes. so despite the rain and the lack of sleep i went with her to St. Joseph College. the classes were suspended because of the rain. we had lunch, then went to buy some stuff too (aka shopping? :P) then went to the bank then bought some clothes then went home then went to multilingual to prepare for the deutschkurs with pam. whew, it was fairly a long friday
feeding my cats with hotdogs :P
09oct09 - rome's birthday, outside rome's bhaus + hotdogs i cooked that night + feeding my cats with hotdogs :D
Thursday, October 9, 2008
besperas ng birthday ni rome
sa labas ng bhaus ni rome. kumakain ng puto pao na sobrang sarap. nagkwekwentuhan din. happy birthday rome!
07 oct 08
i was trying to capture that shaft of light coming out the clouds on the upper right corner of the frame when lightning suddenly struck :D
sunset was mustardy yellow but it was grey for my fonecam :S it was a grey afternoon as well. but it got better after the sun had set.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
rain, rain, go away. never come back any day. Leiballet wants to play
pull that kleenex out
wipe those tears
crumple the kleenex
trash it
smile
the rain will go away
wipe those tears
crumple the kleenex
trash it
smile
the rain will go away
Monday, October 6, 2008
adopt a kitten :)
as i already have 7 cats (including the biggest one on the picture), i need to dispose these 5 cute kitties. if you want to adopt one, please message me. the two plain white kitties are female, the other 3 are male. the white with orage spots is a very shy kittie, the exact opposite of the one with black spots which is a very active kitten and as menacing as the plain white male kitten (lol just exagerating!) but they are all adorable. i dont wanna give them away but we're moving to a new home and 7 cats are already a handful, how much more 12 of em :S help? :D i wont charge anything, i just wanna make sure they would all find the best home they could ever have. :)
when will i learn my lesson? hahaha
Date: Mon, 6 Oct 2008 01:39:31 +0800
From: iLib Support
Subject: [UP iLib] Library Accountabilities
Dear Vaneth Leigh Villania,
Please settle your library accountabilities as soon as possible.
Overdue Materials
Title: Document management : new technology for the information services manager
Author: Megill, Kenneth A., 1939-
Accession No: LS-8922
Call No: HF5736/M44
Borrowed Date: Sep 08, 2008
Due Date: Sep 22, 2008
Current Fine: 22.00
Location: School of Library and Information Studies
From: iLib Support
Subject: [UP iLib] Library Accountabilities
Dear Vaneth Leigh Villania,
Please settle your library accountabilities as soon as possible.
Overdue Materials
Title: Document management : new technology for the information services manager
Author: Megill, Kenneth A., 1939-
Accession No: LS-8922
Call No: HF5736/M44
Borrowed Date: Sep 08, 2008
Due Date: Sep 22, 2008
Current Fine: 22.00
Location: School of Library and Information Studies
Sunday, October 5, 2008
yet another dream
last night you were in my dreams
wish i can tell you this
i can see you online as i'm writing
this is the second one
or maybe the third
the first one was that chasing game
i think i blogged about sometime ago
where you caught me
after your mom pointed me to you
this time, we're together
then you left me alone with your brother
he tried to get to know me better
asking me questions
trying to gauge how much i know you
then your parents appeared
your mom and dad
i wasn't sure if they were pleased
by the things they saw i did
i heard some strides
as the moment of truth arrived
surrounded by your family
how i wished i could flee
until you sat beside me
wish i can tell you this
i can see you online as i'm writing
this is the second one
or maybe the third
the first one was that chasing game
i think i blogged about sometime ago
where you caught me
after your mom pointed me to you
this time, we're together
then you left me alone with your brother
he tried to get to know me better
asking me questions
trying to gauge how much i know you
then your parents appeared
your mom and dad
i wasn't sure if they were pleased
by the things they saw i did
i heard some strides
as the moment of truth arrived
surrounded by your family
how i wished i could flee
until you sat beside me
kleenex
take one out
use it
throw it
that's the cycle.
but why can't i
trash this one i'm holding?
maybe because
it's not a kleenex afterall
use it
throw it
that's the cycle.
but why can't i
trash this one i'm holding?
maybe because
it's not a kleenex afterall
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Multilingual Inc. 2nd Anniversary
MULTILINGUAL Inc. celebrates its 2nd Anniversary!On October 11, 2008, we shall be having....
FREE LANGUAGE CLASSES
Learn the basics of GERMAN , FRENCH, SPANISH, JAPANESE, KOREAN, MANDARIN & AMERICAN ENGLISH language. Three solid hours of language learning for FREE. You may choose from any of the following schedule : 9am to 12nn / 1:00pm to 4pm. All you need to do is to register on or before October 10, 2008.
MULTICULTURAL PARTY
A party for all language enthusiast! Enjoy great food, fine music, meet new friends and experience the language of the world at 6pm. To get special invites, simply email your name, age, nationality & contact number to info@multilingual.com.ph.
Celebrate this great occasion with us.
For more details, please call us at telephone no. 727 0947 to 48 or text at CP no. 0921 6631142. or visit our website on www.multilingual.com.ph
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
now it all turns sour come sweeten every afternoon
i touched your hand you took my heart :( now it all turns sour come sweeten every afternoon..say you'll stay, dont come and go like you do :S
(cover song sway by bic runga)
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