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Fly high

July 30, 2006

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/engage.jpg[/IMG]When he proposes and all the painful memories he gave you flashes like a blinding light, and all you ever feel is pain, think twice. It’s probably not meant to be.

You don’t walk out when the one you greatly love proposes. You’re supposed to fly high.

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Walked out

He cheated.[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/tears.jpg[/IMG]
She left.
She was wounded, lingered and eventually healed.
He proposed.
Her tears fell, but twas not tears of joy.
The moment he presented the offer,
she remembers how he hurt her and took her for granted at a time when she was in her lowest moments.
She remembers when he partied with his “good-time friends” and she was “outside looking in”.

And so when he realized she’s the one, at a point where she already healed, she kindly refused.

She hates drama.
But the drama she likes best ,
is when she walked out on him, FINALLY.

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So be it

I will never say it
It will never come from me.
And though I have to defend myself,
I will not dignify this cheap drama
Regardless of how the story was told, or how the real story was kept to the powers-that-be, I will stay silent.
I just wonder how these people told  their version of the story.

I know my own truth and anyways, at the end of the day, someone will really bump into the truth and will know that I NEVER “TOUCHED” THEM.

And if the powers-that-be believed otherwise…

Well, if they only see what their eyes want to see, then so be it…

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FAITH

July 27, 2006

It gets to the better of me,sometimes.[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/faith-1.jpg[/IMG]
My bitter pill insists in putting me in a box and shape me into something I refuse to be molded out.
I don’t question the experts as to what my response over the agressions
I’ve been getting.
I have the answers and I have the right response required of me.

But, I realized now…no one can really guard me. I can only take refuge to something they can’t knock out…MY FAITH.

I’m curious, do they take time to wonder if they have it (Faith), apart from giving so much time defaming me…? And maybe put it around their neck close to their heart.

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Positive

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/tiara.jpg[/IMG]I will not apologize for having the best things in life.

At the end of the day, I’d still be wearing my crown.

And I’d still be able to eat 5 times a day. And I continue to get all the blessings.

Wanna know why?

I stay positive.

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NOT EVER

If looks could kill,I’m already dead.[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/snake.jpg[/IMG]
If looks could kill,they won’t die.

Too many penetrating stares.
Too many character assasination,
whispering campaign.

I will never die a little everyday.

NOT EVER.

These are not the kind of people who’s going to be able to intimidate me. Your VENOMS AND TOXINS give me greater reasons to pull through and get by.

I HAVE A GOD…do you have a GOD?

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Unto the morning after

July 26, 2006

 [IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/nice.jpg[/IMG]

And I thought I’m safer in the darker
stage of twilight. And I’m looking at a new direction now…the morning after.

I realized, anywhere I go, they’re going to DO me anyway. So, what I’m going to do, is to let them drag me in all directions, until they get all the satisfaction.

If only I’m one of those special chosen few…beautiful and hot,extra-ordinary, sweet and nice…

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This Pic got to me

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/boy.jpg[/IMG]

The war between Israel and Hezbollah has been more tragic than expected.
The moment Israel exclaimed to the world they’d turn Lebanon’s clock back 20 years, I felt the excitement.
Wars that aren’t choreographed or aren’t scripted always excite me.
Following the day-to-day news though, I bumped into this snapshot of:

A Lebanese boy carries bags past a car destroyed in an Israeli missile strike in Ghassaniye, southern Lebanon.

IT GOT TO ME. I was teary-eyed the moment I took a closer look.
Reminds me of my nephew.

Now, I wish they would stop the war.
So heartbreaking…

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Crime Spree

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/crime_spree.jpg[/IMG]

This is a 2003 movie.
It’s funny in a way that, each character is fitted to make you laugh
in different ways and twists.

These men are French burglars who mistakenly robbed a Chicago Mafia boss.It’s supposed to be a one-time
job. But they  blew it.

I highly recommend this to those of you with great sense of humor.
It’s totally funny.

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SCUBA way of life

July 24, 2006

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/scuba3.jpg[/IMG]
Imagine living a life the S.C.U.B.A ( self contained underwater breathing apparatus) way.

You calculate your every move.
The heart and mind is willing,
and yet, the soul can’t break free.
You do things that depends on how you’re able to survive life.
You have a disposition, or methods to follow.

It’s like, in a government wherein the judicial system is deemed like an accused is pressumed guilty, unless otherwise proven innocent–in a communist country, that is.

Or in a firm where, cameras follow you around and you watch your every move, and yet inside you still want to be left alone, but you have no choice and hide sometimes.

Or when there’s a voice inside you that wants to be let out, but you can’t do it any other way, because you’re not allowed to.

Reality-wise, we still have people in this big, big world that live life the SCUBA way.

I’m lucky I’m given a choice, to live it or not.I’d rather have the scuba thing a hobby or an exciting, fun game, than really having it as a life.

*Thank you for suggesting I write something about it, Ceejay.
( and inspired by migraineb0y too )

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Everything you want

July 23, 2006

 

 [IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/light.jpg[/IMG]

 Everything you want by Vertical Horizon

http://www.metrolyrics.com/lyrics/7207/Vertical_Horizon/Everything_You_Want

You see HIM as holy
You hear HIS words
You know HIS miracles
HE is perfect
HE is supreme
HE does things the right way, all the time
HE reaches out to you, there in your heart, in your lowest moments.
And HE saves you, as always.

But you ignore HIM
And you keep pushing HIM away
And you continue to sin
And yet, you hear HIM call

This is human nature.
We love the bad things best in this world.

And why’s is that?

 

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Is this love?

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/maze.jpg[/IMG]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is this love? BY: WHITE SNAKE

http://www.metrolyrics.com/lyrics/8294/Whitesnake/Is_This_Love

Have you tried falling for someone who isn’t even aware you’ve fallen for this person?

And this person really got a hold on you… and what do you do?

And sometimes you wonder if it’s really love or just a mere infatuation
or maybe lust…

But then again, you know the difference and you wanna hold it in your heart, but you just can’t, because maybe, there’s someone else, or this person is already taken, or maybe, something is stopping it.
Something too tough for your own strength, and you feel weaker and weaker each day.

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Usually

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/shestheone.jpg[/IMG]There comes a time in your life when you want to rest, and be serene, and be simple, and yet , when it’s too impossible to do those things, when life demands more from you, and you sometimes lost some games, do you even wonder what’s the one sure thing
that works?

And when it’s too vague…ever wonder
why you couldn’t get the clear picture?

It’s those things in front of you that are usually getting neglected.
You missed what really matters, you missed all the signs…
You spent most of your life searching for what was always there.

Why does it have to be this way, usually?

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Men in denim

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/denim.jpg[/IMG]

I see men in trousers…
and when I try to assess it,
I always prefer a sexy guy wearing
denim jeans and great fitting shirts… always work for me.
It’s a big turn on.

There’s something about denim jeans.
It’s enticingly sexy.

Makes me want to take a second look, which I rarely do.[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/denim4.jpg[/IMG]

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Normal

July 22, 2006

Read Roda’s crazy conversation with her friend
Her weirdness and insanity is NORMAL. So, just let her be.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/moonthrust/chatwithabat.jpg

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at the Casino with Ellie!

 [IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/slot.jpg[/IMG]

Had breakfast with ellie at Ila Puti ( IT Park )
Soon after. went to Waterfront hotel to check out citigym…
Headed to the casino’s ATM to get cash.
When… Ellie was begging me like a little girl, “Lex, let me try the slot machine pleeease!”

I go, ” My gosh Ellie! It’s 7am for god’s sake!”
She was really begging!

So i got her P50.00 worth of tokens
and she played like a little girl.

And supposedly, she won P65.00. Some beginner’s luck! hehehe

But gambling at 7am???

Why do I always have a weird moment with Ellie???

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Your worth , to him.

July 20, 2006

[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/diamond.jpg[/IMG]You can determine and estimate your worth to a man, by how fascinated and absorbed and curious and stimulated he is of knowing how far you’ve got and how far you’re going to get.

And if diversely, he’s just interested in letting you dig deeper inside him, and he lets you consider closely on what he likes and what he wants…

Then, is that how low your worth is?

Try talking to him, and you’d know.

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Is she a cheat?

July 19, 2006

Any woman is capable of cheating.[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/cheating.jpg[/IMG]
It’s a choice.
It’s never a fortuitous event.
It’s how a woman controls it.
It’s how weak or strong the mind is.
It’s not about being stupid or being smart.
It’s what was being offered or
presented that made the woman cheat.

So guys, assess your girlfriends and wives…

How weak or how strong is her mind?
Does she have what it takes to insult and humiliate your ego?

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Have you ever needed someone so bad?

 

 [IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/needsobad.jpg[/IMG]

http://www.metrolyrics.com/lyrics/22562/Def_Leppard/Have_You_Ever_Needed_Someone_So_Bad

 

What do you do when this thing happens to you?
Do you let go?
Do you let her go?
Do you suffer?
Do you want to take that chance
 of knowing if she ever feel
 the same?

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The ball hits you.

You play…people bleed.[IMG]http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i128/goddesslexie/futbol.jpg[/IMG]
You play again…they die.
You play again and again,
you roll the dice
YOu kicked the ball…hard.

And then she came.
And then again, you play.
The game is on her.
She overlooked the game.
And she glides with a smile,
like nothing matters, like nothing
could shake her, she continue to smile and glide again.

Then you got hit by a ball.
And you bleed.

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