Finally!

Charm was chatting with the guys when she suddenly looked at me and told everyone, “Everytime I turn around and I see Lexie, she always looks happy!”

Finally, someone see me as a happy person
That’s the enitre truth Charm… you got a fine edge for knowing the truth!

It’s a myth when they say I’m sad…

God bless them anyway

Why do pretty, sophisticated  girls always get noted as bitches?
Why do sweet and simple girls always bestowed as nice?

Why do people judge by how a girl looks from outside?
Why is it so easy for them to attack and hurt the soul of a person?
Why is it so easy for them to play nice and sweet and real?
And why do many men trust these kind of people?

And why does it bother me sometimes?

So God bless them anyway…

Why is it so easy for me?

Why’s it so easy for me to appreciate a beautiful girl.

When I go to the mall with my female friends, and we’d see a beautiful girl, usually I’m the only one who’d say ” Oh she’s pretty!” Their remarks would range from ” Nah, she’s not!”, to ” Of course not! “, to “She’s ok, but not pretty!”
And almost always , the girls I admire are the ones that looked like a stunning, gorgeous actress.

Why’s it so easy for me and so hard for them?

Beautiful yet kind

My two pretty sisters would always exclaimed Lucy Torres is not pretty

I’ve seen Lucy Torres in person before she bacame a public figure
I’ve always admired her beauty and her great personality… I know most girls would want to really hate her

Now that she’s married to a  handsome and successful actor who used to be a playboy..
I continue to admire her and she maintains to be a stunning, beautiful woman..
She continue to get nasty words thrown at her
And she continue to take a positive stand.

I wish everyone is like her… beautiful yet kind.

Cross your fingers

What could be worse than two people not allowed to be together
to be kept apart by circumstances, people and maybe time…
and yet the lingering is unbearable, something burns inside…

Anticipation.

Cross your fingers.

Looking at the wrong directions?

Wouldn’t it be good to have a girl with a cover girl face, the walk, the poise, the body and the brain
and a cool personality with good breeding  all in one package?

These kind of girls still exist, but where is the man?

Too intimidated? Looking at the wrong directions, guys?

Close-up shots

Some female friends ask me why I love it when my face is being zoomed in by a cam
they see my pics mostly with close-up shots

Wanna know why? It’s my statement to everyone that it’s how you would look like while your bf is kissing you…

So go ahead , try it and see if the cam loves your face
cos that’s how your bf is going to love your face too

Priceless things I need

I don’t need diamonds 
I don’t need french perfumes
I don’t need cars
I don’t ask a man to buy me this or that
I don’t need trips abroad

What I need … it’s all priceless

great food (my passion for food)
great love ( this is a luxury ) and
great sex ( the ultimate universal language )
It’s a myth when they say I’m high- maintenance…
It’s the flowers and chocolates and cotton candies that make my heart smile

Take the shot

Father taught me this…

A man with a gun is scary enough to someone who can’t even defend himself

Even with guns, father holds a principle, for greatness in nobility…

Ludicrously BOB–Revisited!

Bob informed us ( me, nobe and chris ) about this woman…SHOCKING… (READ PLEASE)

I was a witness when Hungary opened the iron curtain (BERLIN WALL) to Austria…
I was a witness of Imelda Marcos’ two thousand pair of shoes.
I’ve seen Marcos’ downfall.
I have seen how Microsoft mogul, Bill gates accelerated to being the richest man in the world.
I was glued on TV when the late Princess Diana admitted to an adulterous affair with riding instructor
I was glued on TV how she died
The world watched as alledgedly, Bill Clinton ejaculated on White House intern Monica Lewinsky, spilling his semen on her navy blue dress.
I’ve learned what breath mints Monica used after she did her BJ on Clinton– Altoids ( which i hate )
I know why Marilyn Monroe died and how the Kennedys got involved
I know about the mafia-like Watergate scandal.
I have seen how Nato launched its bombing campaign to halt Serb repression of Kosovo’s ethnic Albanian majority— under the rule of Milosevic
I knew the amazing event in history how Israel won the 6 day war in 1967 against several Arab countries
I knew why Jack O married Aristotle Onasis, the Kennedys been assassinated, she had to marry someone powerful
I knew about MLK’s stand as well as Che’s stand
I knew how Saddam Hussein became a “king” and tyrant and a pathetic fool
I’ve seen the tension at the UN security council before the war in Iraq
I’ve seen the first bombing launch in Iraq
I’ve witnessed the horrifying 9/11 tragedy
I’ve seen so many scandals
I’ve seen how Tony diverted the decimal IP address to binary ( which I hated )
But I’ve never seen what Bob was telling us about…
A woman with condom in her mouth guiding it through a man’s “thing”…
The mouth bobby?!?! How can it be done?!?!
Have I watched the wrong adult films bobby??? Have I?!?!?!

So that’s why condoms are flavored! ( Damn!)

You want to shake hands with the devil?

I will only succumb to this…

Make me an offer I can’t refuse.
An offer he’d never given to any woman in this world.
That I will recognize and glorify…

How special Am I going to be, knowing they all feel special too?
Otherwise, if you want to shake hands with the “devil”,
do it in “hell”.

Personal struggle

I live by the the mafia code and principles the men in my clan instilled in me
Though it’s not my bible, I live by Sun Tzu’s Art of War.
I live by the these words: ” If your enemies throw stones at you, throw them back bread.”

Yet, I’m still scared of my own self, I sometimes can’t trust myself
I am human, very human… And I have yet, to see my fall.. be it grand or hard …
I’m struggling against losing… giving in to all kinds of temptations

So help me God.

A thing for knives

There are many things in this world
that I find unusually fascinating

one would be… Knives… all kinds…

The shape and sharp edges…

I find it so sexy and a turn-on

Real worth of a great man

Men love to be treated like kings but I ask this question…

What kind of a girl is treating a man like a king?

If it’s just the usual “dirty bitch”, then what is the gratification in that?
 

I will honor a man who is treated like a king by a “goddess”.

That is the real worth of a great man.

From Lexie…

 
You would know the real color of a person
when the person is at his/her weakest, lowest points
and arouse the anger, desire and curiosity of this person
while he/she is weak…. and the entire self will emerge…

Profoundly, one can mask one’s weaknesses…
if your armed with the right principles and convictons…
from there… be serene.

She’s a brick … and he’s drowning

Artist Roda’s art site :
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/33515089/

http://praguematist.i.ph/blogs/praguematist/

She made this for me

The concept?

Roda said:

“This is you. You’re bricked. And he’s drowning. “He just drools.”
Only Roda knows…everything. (Lols)

keep the secret Rod, keep it well… we’ll live to tell the secret one day..

True Story

Location: Mall
Date: College days
With: Old Folks and siblings

Scene: Escalator

An old helpless man with shabby clothes was trying to figure out how to use escalator. Your heart could bleed just by looking at him.
We stood there watching people pushing him aside, 1, 2 ,3 4, 5… people pass him by. No one bothered
to help him, when suddenly this man took the old man’s arm and put it on his shoulder and guided him and asked the old man ” Are you alone?”
OLd man: “YEs. My wife is waiting outside. But I don’t know how to use this.”
The man guided him to escalator going down… at the foot of escalator, the man asked the security guard
to help the old man  find his wife. He gave the old man money.
Old man: ” God bless you”

Who helped the old man?  My dad.

Of all the people …. my dad, who has a superior appearance, intimidating and proud look… whom we call “Hitler”…

ironic…

Beati pauperes spiritu

I hate attention
I don’t do drama to get noticed
I don’t put someone on the spot for me to shine
I don’t want to arouse sympathetic sadness and compassion
I stay in the background to let other people shine … I most enjoy it
I let those with poor spirits radiate… it gives me inner peace

But if i get noticed for the things I do, they attack
If I get noticed for what goes on in my life… they envy

But I stay in tranquility…. I pity…

Beati pauperes spiritu

Are you kidding me?!?!

Ceejay sent me this link http://www.goldvish.com/

A million dollar cellphone, customized for the rich!

LEXIE—- > Ad Libitur –32 Flavors and then some… says:
Damn!

Ceejay says:
way too much may be an understatement
Ceejay says:
its preposterously expensive!

* I see people spend money like it’s their last day on earth.
I wonder if these people know how it feels like to crave for one simple food…
For one simple reason…
Just to get by… yes, just to get by…

Missing Link

This might be a song Bono wrote for his personal faith or temptations…
but ANYONE can relate to it… and think deeper and look inside…

Have you found it?

I still haven’t found what I’m looking for

I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
I have run I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
Only to be with you 
But I still haven’t found 
What I’m looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven’t found
What I’m looking for

I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
But yes I’m still running.
You broke the bonds
You loosened the chains
You carried the cross
And my shame
And my shame

You know I believed it
But I still haven’t found
What I’m looking for

Or maybe, you’re just too blind to see the
missing link that’s just right in front of you

And maybe you don’t have to look far…

don’t focus too much on details,
there’s a larger picture… look at it, it might be the one.