Tags: chiara

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Women endure...

...the insults of men
having been bitten
in the nipple
by their toothless gums.
-Daisy Laing

My favorite quote for Mother's Day this year. Hee.

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In my two-month deadjournal sojourn, I have:

~written 2 fictions, 1 non-fiction and 1 fiction-ish non-fiction and read 20 books. Meg Cabot and Jodi Picoult.

~broken in and broken my new phone (I plonked it in the sink while I finished business in the throne. I always did that. But this time, there was water in the sink).

~dabbled and have done with someone's flirting (not sure yet what he's up to. Either he's callously moving on from me to another or perhaps have been jealous and is trying to make me jealous in turn. All he's succeeding to do is piss off my friends, hehe)

~hugged my dad goodbye and welcome and goodbye again (he got his job back, but he was late for his first flight, so he came back home and then left again a week later. It was funny, that evening we found him right there with Mom taking off his shoes when we kids thought he'd be on the way to Bahrain already)

This post dedicated to my darling twin, jenny_b, also to Chiara, who is partly to blame for my deadjournal, since she has been and is my very own magic diary (she replies!), hehe.

Yes, there is a blog day in my sched, Mark. If this goes on, I think I'll make it Tuesday now, though, instead of Monday. ^_^
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Pantasya...

I'm trying to sleep.

But my brother had to turn on the pc and tempt me. Nothing to post. But I've just finished composing this from my room. Yeah, a meme. It takes concentration.

Tagged by my fave twins, pips_n_chiaw

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I'm always out-of-date with memes. So I tag you who haven't done this yet, oh you darling one in my f-list.


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Oh, Gennesareth! I forgot Gennesareth. I have four now, Chiara. Cana, Galilee, Gethsemane, Gennesareth. Thessalonica sounds like it's a car polish brand. Hehe.



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If I never knew you
If I never felt this love
I would have no inkling of
How precious life can be!

And if I never held you
I would never have a clue
How at last I find in you
The missing part of me!

In this world so full of fear
Full of raging lies
I can see the truth so clear
In your eyes, so dry your eyes!

And I'm so grateful to you
I'd have lived my whole life through
Lost forever
If I never knew you

If I never knew you
I'd be safe, but half as real
Never knowing I could feel
A love so strong and true

And I'm so grateful to you
I'd have lived my whole life through
Lost forever
If I never knew you

I thought our love would be so beautiful
Somehow we'd make the whole world right
I never knew that fear and hate could be so strong
But still my heart is saying we were right
We were right
And if I never knew you
If I never knew you
I'd have lived my whole life through
Empty as the sky
Never nowing why
Lost forever
If I never knew you.

~the genius of Stephen Schwartz. You never hear his name, though, do you, it's Alan Menken we know. As if the song could 'live' without the words. Writers rock the world. Hee. Along with the composers, yes, yes. Peace.

*sings to self*
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Jambalaya, crawfish pie, fillet gumbo!

'Cos tonight I'm gonna see my chere ami, oh!

The generation gap between me and my younger brother and sister is so apparent. I've always mulled about this, stating it for the record now.

I remember those days when no siesta means no going out. Oncci and I would grumble but nap, so that we can run out the gate later when the sun was golden but cool, and play Biomen, Power Rangers, Turbomen, Block 123, PS. PS. I love you, Langit/Lupa (Heaven/Earth), etc.

Those days, residential streets are almost always free of traffic, because you'll only get a headache waiting for kids to clear the street. We were a stubborn swarm. From four to six in the evening, the street is ours.

No children play chase now. Looking out my window, the only things I see are cars, tricycles and bikes. No kids shrieking and running. They do grunt and wail, though. Inside homes, in front of their tv's, on their Gameboys, Playstations, pc's, or Gamecubes, or X-boxes. Their loss, I think.

And with the towering cost of electricity, it's good that there are mobile phones and i-pods to listen from. In my day (I sound like a war veteran), the component is always on, tuned to the oldies on Sundays, blaring contemporary on weekdays... I can still sing station jingles from memory. And even though deaf, I know as much songs as anybody.

My first meme, thanks to Ju-lee-yaah! If I'm the Joanna in her tags indeed. ^_^

Seven things few people know about me:

1. I've only ever had my teeth cleaned by the dentist once. Let's see... two/three years ago. When the dentist was done, it felt like the lower half of my teeth had been ground away. Eek. That's how used I've been to my calculus and tartar. I brush meticulously now anyway, so I won't have the need to visit the dentist. I'm not shuddering.

2. I eat gristle. I love gristle! I just don't like crunching them in public. At home, when en famille, I clean ribs and chicken bones. Maybe this is why I have strong teeth, not a one decayed.

3. I guzzle gravy. Especially KFC gravy.

4. I used to sing at school, a member of the choir (alto). But I'm not confident to sing in public now. I do hear my own voice, but... there you go.

5. I read smut (good, plotted ones). But nearly all my friends are only just past eighteen, and traditional middle-class Filipinas are still not supposed to know about such things until they're married, so I can't, nor am I inclined, to share what I read.

6. I long for a mother like Mrs Weasley. I want to be coddled. I love my mom, but she is too sergeant-y. When and if I become a mother, I'll be like Mrs Weasley.

7. I used to be a Pansy Parkinson, as she is portrayed in shallow and narrow-minded fanfics (catty, cruel, snobby, spoiled, arrogant).

I tag Chiara, Pippa, Chels, Molly, Jen, Jenna, Zarah.

I found the diary underneath the tree
and started reading about me.
The words she'd written took me by surprise,
you'd never read them in her eyes!
They said that she had found
the love she waited for.
Wouldn't you know it?
She wouldn't show it...


MOOD: hmm hmm... sweet!