Femme Fatale

April 08 8:51 PM

Here she comes, you better watch your step
She’s going to break your heart in two, it’s true
It’s not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown

’cause everybody knows
The things she does to please
She’s just a little tease
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

 
this should be the kind of woman playboys should be dating…
to know their worth , and strenght in a profound level

FILM

April 03 5:15 PM

So here’s my close friend, she’s dying to watch adult films . She just moved in to a new house, and her ever reliable neighbor lent her some adult videos. Realizing she doesn’t have television, she ACTUALLY bought one so as to quench her thirst! So there goes the brand-new 21″  T.V, playing on screen, THE adult film…when suddenly…just suddenly…SHE CRIES!
She called her BF’s  cellphone…Bf answers…She was hysterical, ” I hate you! So this is what you’re going to do to me!”
BF: huh???
I asked her, “Was it hard-core?” “C’mon! maybe it was hard-core!”
Her reply?… CASUAL S*X! “After they did it, he didn’t even say thank you or hugged the girl! They just sat there!
HA HA HA !!!

Few of his legacies

April 01 6:45 PM

Father would always remind me, ” If you know you’re right, stand up and speak up, because if you won’t, you’re going to be stepped on. And if you get into trouble, and I’d find out you started it, never expect I’d rescue you. But if I’d find out you didn’t start it, I’d kill and die for you.”

With my father’s legacy, I’m never scared. And it’s the reason why I avoid troubles.

My Grandmother’s crown

April 01 6:02 PM

My Paternal spanish grandmother, who is from an aristocratic clan used to tell me these:
*  “Never , ever get into fights with ugly people, they have literally and figuratively got nothing to lose.”
             It’s so typical for my lola to say this line, especially when  ugly people starts the fight and gossiping and back-stabbing. And I can’t blame lola, she’s sooo beautiful.
* “ And if one day you’ll go broke, don’t fret, you’ll always have a family name, it’s in your blood, and people who’ve known you will still accept you, you’re in my bloodline.”
                 At this point of my life where I’ve moved out from home and starting over on my own, I’m not thinking of my social status and if high society will still accpet me, I’m more of into making myself happy. And right now… I AM.
*  “ You can buy fashion, but you can’t buy style. And I’m blessed you’re father got sense of style… You can wear a simple white shirt, and yet when you walk, people will look at you with awe. It’s within you, it’s in your aura, it’s how you carry it. “
                 
                  Lola taught me about style and dealing with  people but when i really look back, she never said anything about love…
                  
   
            
  

Just like PRAWNS???

March 27 4:40 PM

Ethan was going through his blog, and he came across this pic of a sexy woman. I joined him from looking over the woman’s snapshots. Looking at the pics,  she’s not conceivably pretty. So I announced to Ethan, “She’s  not pretty.”
To this, Ethan replied, “It’s ok, just like PRAWNS, you don’t eat the head, you eat the body!”
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha !

American Beauty

March 27 3:54 PM

American beauty never intimidates me. It’s rather common than enchanting.
And Brooke Shields— all american beauty…intimidating! Only and only this American commodity amazes me.  

U2 and Heartland

March 26 8:03 PM

Heartland—-U2
See the sunrise over her skin
Don’t change it
See the sunrise over her skin
Dawn changes everything

Heaven knows this is a heartland

Irish band with deep substance, doing a statement on America.

From this song, the pattern and flow of sound feeds my soul…damn! So cool, I’ve glorified this song for 15 years… it moves me… I go back  to that place inside me where I always would not want to go… my Heart.

In the mind Gandhi

March 26 5:06 PM

A ‘No’ uttered from the deepest conviction is better than a ‘Yes’ merely uttered to please, or worse, to avoid trouble.
                                         –Mahatma Gandhi
It’s like , hurt me with the painful truth than lie to me to make me feel better.
I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.

                                          –Mahatma Gandhi
I still hear Harry’s voice : ” I don’t like your culture, it’s so borrowed.” I like your religion, but the people in it are so……”
Both Gandhi and Harry has only one thing in common, only one thing… they’re both from India…

Revolutionary Icon

March 25 7:28 PM

” I don’t care if I fall as long as someone else picks up my gun and keeps on shooting. “

               –Che Guevara

” I’m curious, just how many more will “pick up his gun” and continue fighting.” — LEXIE

Montague and Capulet

March 25 4:47 PM

I know this guy, he’s mother will never want him to marry a filipina. He fell inlove with one. I know her, her father doesn’t want her to marry a guy of his kind, she fell for him. Culture separates them.
Two people, from two separate worlds. He once asked her, “What if your papa would find out I’m here at your place?” She said, ” You go out of the back door or jump out of the window.” He was angry, ” why can’t you let him know?” She didn’t know he was serious. Later he says, he’s not scared of his mom anymore. And he’ll take her somewhere else and live somewhere else. And he said, ” We’re like Romeo and Juliet”. She giggles.
 They didn’t kill themselves, of course. It was just one of those real stories that makes you wonder…
what happened to them now?
has he stood up to authority?
is their love really impossible?
did they keep the candle burning?
Whatever.

In the name of love

March 25 4:18 PM

a couple had an argument, Bf confessed to Gf you’re Gf no. 2. Gf no. 1 is sick and will only have few months to live. Gf no.2 made him choose between her and Gf no.1. Bf chose Gf no. 1….10 days later, Gf 1 survived from heart transplant. Donor left a note. Read:  ” My heart is only for you. I’d let her use my heart. hoping you will love me too– Gf no.2″
How great can this love be?  If you were the Bf, where would you find yourself after you read the note ?
Astonishing…

Only in the movies

I go around this city and I see foreigners fairly frequently, with “dirty bitches”. Back in college, I had to do a term paper for my sociology class. I was given a topic that’s totally distinctive yet challenging…Prostitution. And to make a  more in depth and comprehensive approach, I had to go around the city to consult and evaluate real prostitues from the cheapest to the most costly ones. As i bunched up infos, from their total earnings in one night or one “appointment” to how they do it, to who their usual customers are, I came to this conclusion: A prostitute with a heart of gold only happens in the movies. Most of them, does sex for money to survive social status, to social-climb, to expand the wardrobe, to be able to party and eventually meet  desperate and lonely, wealthy men they can use and convince these men later to marry them. The honesty I got was pretty much brutal to the point where it dawned on me, WHAT MATTERS MOST to them is to be practical, to use the head not the heart. And  Love is gone.
One question, can they be trusted when it comes to love? I realized, with the environment they’re used to and principles they uphold… be careful.
I went to see my Professor, as I handed her my finished report, she saw something in my face…there was an inquiring look from her.
And i turn to say, And for 10 years, I glorified the movie Pretty Woman. It could only happen in the movies, Professor…

Love and God

Excerpt from nobe’s blog

http://nobelifelessordinary.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/

wrinkles anyway

the worst possible thing that you could do to your enemies is take pity on them, for losing a billion seconds of happiness.  hating them will just give you wrinkles anyway. LOLz.

And my say to this?

No wonder I look a lot younger than my real age…My parents brought me up thinking, I will never apologize for having the good things in life… and there is more to this life than being negative and being insecure. Like love and God.

Father always tell me, when someone is jealous and attacking you, don’t let it get to you, instead, get better and better and NICER. No wonder father looks 10 years younger than his real age!

Life in the fast lane

I know this guy, who is brutally handsome yet sweetly ruthless and frozen… he used to live life at 120 miles per hour.
Then he met me, someone who knows a place in his heart no one has ever been before…IT SLOWED HIM DOWN. I SLOWED HIM DOWN. There was a defining moment that slowed him down.
i wonder how many more people living in the fast lane waiting for that one moment, one split second of lightning that would flash right through their life and slows them down. I continue to wonder…

REAL MEN

I’ll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting me
I’ve got my pride and I know how to hide
All the sorrow and pain
I’ll do my stormy in the rain

Someday when my crying’s done
I’m gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool
But till then, darling,
you’ll never see me complain
I’ll do my crying in the rain

Why’s it so hard for men to show their feelings?
To me, real men cry. It takes a lot to cry.
To those men who hold back the tears…it doesn’t work anymore guys. Never.

RESCUE

12 midnight, I was troubleshooting with a client… there was a loud noise and an atmospheric dust or smoke filled the room… the office guard ran, a maintenance guy ran from the server room, everyone stood up… I continued with the troubleshooting, gotta have him connected. But I signaled towards a co-worker, “what’s going on?” …OK, it’s just fogging….. client connects to the internet.
I PMed Frank, asked what was it about, he merely replied, “fogging”.
I PMed Brandon:
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
bran what’s with the smoke?
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
hehe ambot
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
ambot ka dra
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
i dont care..hehe
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
hehehe
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
nag unsa d ai ka
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
bahala cla dha
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
why “i dont care”
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
haha
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
wala ra…
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
nag trabaho
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
kung naa emergency yaw ko bya-e ha
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
hehe o oi..
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
balikon jud tka
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
hahaha
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
unya byaan d ai ko
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
una2x dagan ba
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
hehe lagi..
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
dont worry..
LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? says:
mao d ai balikon kai nag una
brandon..ya dig??!! says:
ill tell someone nga ur still inside

LEXIE- ¿importa si estamos en la misma longitud de onda o no? winks: Play “Guitar Smash”

This made me laugh…

The longest and loneliest first four minutes of my new life

FEB. 13, 2006…12 am…my birthday. Someone called, it was from a number not listed in my phone directory, yet too familiar…
 
I answered, the voice seemed… fake. Seemed like he was trying to control something.
 
(It’s been one year since the last time he called me. Within one year though, he’d keep going to the house, And i kept avoiding him.) He has hurt me, I’ve hurt him.
 
We talked for a few minutes, with his exact lines “Another year, new life… lots of parties… And Valentines” His voice full of pain, And in my heart… so many questions. He greeted me a happy birthday. It was the longest and loneliest first four minutes of my new life.
 
Later that night, we talked again. I asked him many things…
For one long year, I planned it. I avoided him and ignored him, and was not there for him when he was having a time of his life and when he was down and out.
I wanted him to listen to me one day and tell him “It’s too late”. That night, I endured the pain, It’s the most beautiful and exciting pain I’ve ever felt.
 
Hidden in his words, is the line “It’s too late” …He’s going home…to the land of his birth…to India…he chose this now….
 
Nobe told me later… “You never gave him a reason to stay”…
 
it was the saddest four minutes of my life. One year of waiting for the final truth was like 8,000 years waiting.. And it only took four minutes to consumed it all…
 
 
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Over

Over

 
Someone said “Think of a breakup this way: you’re one step closer to the one you’re meant to be with.”

And I say …. indeed.

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