this is what i got :D
http://www.helloquizzy.com/results/are-y
there you go :)
1 whisper | whisper words
the breeze
where i have found my sirius black
15 November 2008 @ 01:07 am
13 August 2008 @ 10:02 pm
July 31st
Las Vegas Blvd
"Watch out, asshole!" Nothing says 'welcome-to-vegas' than a drunk guy spilling his drink all over your car's hood. Him and his friends and their skanky little armcandies. Ah, welcome to vegas, indeed. for a minute i am lost at all the lights. its like a whole different country.
i keep remembering religion class in high school, with all my righteous teachers telling us about the city of sodom and gomorrah. and how i would secretly ask myself how come it was burned down like that. did it do anything good? the obvious catholic schoolgirl answer is, yes, of course. it taught us a lesson that sodomy and fornication are evil. but, really? Vegas? Come on.. Its a sin city built smack right in the middle of the desert. and as all things restricted, it was really irresistable.
As i pass the lights of the strip and drown in the very heat coming off the ground, it was as if something was reminding me why i didnt feel the urge to go to vegas. but now that my feet had set on vegas soil, something draws me in, enticing me to come see what the neon lights has to offer.
(not finished..)
13 August 2008 @ 09:59 pm
me to gwen on ym just now:
"a promise that u know cant be kept, but you make it anyway. and you both make-believe"
"a promise that u know cant be kept, but you make it anyway. and you both make-believe"
11 August 2008 @ 09:50 pm
July 31st 2008
I-215 east
I've always enjoyed taking long drives. It didnt really matter where i was sitting. Just as long as i got to see the open road passing me, that was enough for me. i love what the open road offers me and i love what the journey has in store for me. I've always enjoyed going on long drives. Long drives make me want to think about what has happened in my life so far.
Tonight is no exception. after about a year here, its my first time going to Las Vegas. Its not like i havent had the chance to go. I just never wanted to go. For me, Las Vegas is a playground i didnt find the desperate need to run around at.
"Outlet!!" We've been driving for about an hour and finally some lights broke the darkness surrounding the insterstate freeway. Half past nine and about a hundred miles away from home, we finally decided to stop for gas and food.
Its cool seeing people of different background share something so simple. Like In and Out, for instance. In and Out, the great all-California burger joint. It doesnt matter what part of the country (or the world, at that) you're from. Once you've had an In and Out Double Double, you're taken. And in a world that's fascinated with complication, In and Out brings you back down to the basics. Burger. Cheeseburger. Fries. Soda. Milkshake. Would u like it for here or to go? Are you gonna be eating that in your car? And they give you your order in a box, conveniently ready to eat while ur hand is on the wheel. Simple, right?
Four girls pass our car while we waited our turn at the drive-thru. They end up with a group of kids who look European. Why European? At 9:30pm, they're still going crazy about soccer. No, dont go 'FOOTBALL!!' on me. I'm trying to be americanized here. (insert insane laughter here)
They seem like nice kids. The kind you want to be stuck with at some hostel in some foreign country, and you know they're not gonna go crazy on you and sell you off for 1,000 euros. But why did i pay that much attention to them? When all that time, i could have paid more attention to the girl taking my orders from the small voice box? Jealousy. The kind of freedom they have, to walk around a foreign country and no one telling them off. I'd love to have that same kind of freedom.
We had about 200more miles to go. But i was not anxious to get to Vegas. I was loving the drive. The last time i was in a car for this much time was when we drove to san francisco last year. but i wasnt as thoughtful then as i am now. You would think that a girl like me has enough things to think about. Apparently, i had more growing up to do.
The things going on in my head are as countless as the stars in that night's sky. i could begin entertaining them all, but who's to say there's enough road for my thoughts to drive on?
I-215 east
I've always enjoyed taking long drives. It didnt really matter where i was sitting. Just as long as i got to see the open road passing me, that was enough for me. i love what the open road offers me and i love what the journey has in store for me. I've always enjoyed going on long drives. Long drives make me want to think about what has happened in my life so far.
Tonight is no exception. after about a year here, its my first time going to Las Vegas. Its not like i havent had the chance to go. I just never wanted to go. For me, Las Vegas is a playground i didnt find the desperate need to run around at.
"Outlet!!" We've been driving for about an hour and finally some lights broke the darkness surrounding the insterstate freeway. Half past nine and about a hundred miles away from home, we finally decided to stop for gas and food.
Its cool seeing people of different background share something so simple. Like In and Out, for instance. In and Out, the great all-California burger joint. It doesnt matter what part of the country (or the world, at that) you're from. Once you've had an In and Out Double Double, you're taken. And in a world that's fascinated with complication, In and Out brings you back down to the basics. Burger. Cheeseburger. Fries. Soda. Milkshake. Would u like it for here or to go? Are you gonna be eating that in your car? And they give you your order in a box, conveniently ready to eat while ur hand is on the wheel. Simple, right?
Four girls pass our car while we waited our turn at the drive-thru. They end up with a group of kids who look European. Why European? At 9:30pm, they're still going crazy about soccer. No, dont go 'FOOTBALL!!' on me. I'm trying to be americanized here. (insert insane laughter here)
They seem like nice kids. The kind you want to be stuck with at some hostel in some foreign country, and you know they're not gonna go crazy on you and sell you off for 1,000 euros. But why did i pay that much attention to them? When all that time, i could have paid more attention to the girl taking my orders from the small voice box? Jealousy. The kind of freedom they have, to walk around a foreign country and no one telling them off. I'd love to have that same kind of freedom.
We had about 200more miles to go. But i was not anxious to get to Vegas. I was loving the drive. The last time i was in a car for this much time was when we drove to san francisco last year. but i wasnt as thoughtful then as i am now. You would think that a girl like me has enough things to think about. Apparently, i had more growing up to do.
The things going on in my head are as countless as the stars in that night's sky. i could begin entertaining them all, but who's to say there's enough road for my thoughts to drive on?
17 July 2008 @ 09:27 am
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15 July 2008 @ 01:37 pm
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18 June 2008 @ 10:17 pm
Words are flying out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
06 June 2008 @ 11:03 pm
i read alou's story on
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plotsessionsand i think i know why ive put down my pen and kept my noteboooks closed for a long time. im afraid of writing about something thats been done before. alou's story, although ive only read the first chapter, looks like its something thats been written about before. sure, while reading it, i was like 'oh, i kinda know where this is going.' or 'i knew that was gonna happen' and i wanted to kick myself in the arse for thinking that way. i was like, 'its a damn interesting story, why cant i just read through it?' dont get me wrong, i read through it (and i cant wait to read more) but there was this nagging voice at the back of my head saying things that are SO not me.
anyway, my former editor's voice (the girl from Malate) kept running through my head. 'if you cant tell a new story, dont start writing. if you must write about an old story, write it in a new way.' and most of the people in Malate have always reminded me that. 'what makes your story different?' and that's always been my guiding thought, u know? after OWAF, i dont know if ive ever had an idea that made me believe that 'hey, this is a love story, yeah. but its something new, isnt it?' and although its not entirely me, i still think i gave it something.
so i applaud alou's start. coz even though there's a voice at the back of my head saying, 'i knew it' i still dont know whats gonna happen. and i REALLY admire how she's made up all those names and history. (take note: ive only read the first chapter and i feel like she has this whole world for me to explore - GOOD start :) )
me? id be too careful and too chicken to start a whole new world. (DONT. break. into. song. please... lol) or id be too preoccupied with stuff.
*yes, someone would point out that im just making excuses. or that im lazy. or that im not trying hard enough. or that i should write even if im scared/whatever. but seriously, i cant force it. and even the freewriting stuff, i cant do it. ive always written my little heart out whenever it feels certain things. right now, my little heart deosnt wanna speak up. and i cant force words out of my heart to writing thru my fingers.
24 May 2008 @ 12:50 am
im listening to movie by spongecola right now and it just felt like i was on my own bed, listening thru ate joy's cd player, to spongecola's 2nd album that marvin gave me for xmas.
and the smell, it was of summer rain.
just like how it smelled today. the weather was so pretty. i stepped out of the house today, after dinner, to take out the trash, and everything was just so beautiful and magickal. like the colors of the earth were alive again. i love that effect rain has on everything.
just now: i felt like sitting outside ayala tower one. sa fountain area. on a breezy night, right after closing. sitting on one of the 'benches', while sharing a light with the closers. just talking, not really about work. just talking.
gods, i miss it all.
and the smell, it was of summer rain.
just like how it smelled today. the weather was so pretty. i stepped out of the house today, after dinner, to take out the trash, and everything was just so beautiful and magickal. like the colors of the earth were alive again. i love that effect rain has on everything.
just now: i felt like sitting outside ayala tower one. sa fountain area. on a breezy night, right after closing. sitting on one of the 'benches', while sharing a light with the closers. just talking, not really about work. just talking.
gods, i miss it all.
21 May 2008 @ 03:04 pm
family nickname: joan.
--> my parents have a thing that all of their kids would have nicknames starting with j. i dont know why... they never really explained why (i guess i have to ask my mum when she comes). so yeah, im joan at home.
stpaul nickname:
--> fatima. its not really a nickname-nickname. but thats what im called in st paul.
dotty's nickname: fati
--> one of the oldest friends i've got (and by oldest, i mean the longest ive known) dotty navarette, one day started calling me by that name. she's the only one who calls me that, and no one ever really caught onto it. at least i know that when i hear someone yelling 'fati' its meant for me, and its dotty who's yelling :D
2nd yr nickname (Which remains applicable today): maia
--> i dont know who started it (might have been me, knowing how cheesy i was in 2nd yr) but the barkada made up nicknames with 3-4 letters in each name. gwen was gyn, krisleth was kyl, grace was zel, i was maia. maria. drop the r. get it? (i told u it was cheesy lmao) i like it coz it sets me apart, coz there werent many 'maia's before. or if there were, they werent spelled the way mine was. so yeah, its cool :) plus, what is college without reinventing yourself? eh? eh? lmao
however, and i just realised this now, i think that fatima from st paul and maia are kinda different. something happened when people started catching on the new name. idk, cant explain it fully. maybe i'll do an in depth analysis on name changes or whatever lol
--> my parents have a thing that all of their kids would have nicknames starting with j. i dont know why... they never really explained why (i guess i have to ask my mum when she comes). so yeah, im joan at home.
stpaul nickname:
--> fatima. its not really a nickname-nickname. but thats what im called in st paul.
dotty's nickname: fati
--> one of the oldest friends i've got (and by oldest, i mean the longest ive known) dotty navarette, one day started calling me by that name. she's the only one who calls me that, and no one ever really caught onto it. at least i know that when i hear someone yelling 'fati' its meant for me, and its dotty who's yelling :D
2nd yr nickname (Which remains applicable today): maia
--> i dont know who started it (might have been me, knowing how cheesy i was in 2nd yr) but the barkada made up nicknames with 3-4 letters in each name. gwen was gyn, krisleth was kyl, grace was zel, i was maia. maria. drop the r. get it? (i told u it was cheesy lmao) i like it coz it sets me apart, coz there werent many 'maia's before. or if there were, they werent spelled the way mine was. so yeah, its cool :) plus, what is college without reinventing yourself? eh? eh? lmao
however, and i just realised this now, i think that fatima from st paul and maia are kinda different. something happened when people started catching on the new name. idk, cant explain it fully. maybe i'll do an in depth analysis on name changes or whatever lol
02 May 2008 @ 03:34 pm
uhm... is this guy for real?!
sorry, i know its not wednesday but i saw this a couple of days ago and i just had to post it. :)
30 April 2008 @ 09:27 am
27 April 2008 @ 10:55 pm
25 April 2008 @ 02:58 pm
Television is like__________________
--> the window to society (whatever some people may say. it does NOT influence culture. it IS the culture shown in HD)
Summer is like___________________
--> ok. two answers. summer (manila) is like halo-halo (the drink) you know what ur getting, but u dont know when ur gonna get it. summer (california) is like sitting out on the beach (ie galera) at 2pm in the afternoon, when the sun is high up and there's no way to cool u down.
Sleep is like ____________________
--> going off to NeverLand. although research says you grow a few inches in ur sleep, u can still escape to an unknown place in your dreams.
The moon is like___________________(not cheese) -- (natawa ko jan, in fairness)
--> (i read somewhere it's God looking down on us) another world where all Magick is possible.
Night is like_______________________
--> a velvet cloak put over the night sky to make everything more mysterious.
Day is like _________________________
--> a 12 hr hysteria
School is like _____________________
--> st paul: boot camp.
--> dlsu: crazy ass soiree that lasted for 4 yrs
A dream is like_____________________
A state of consciousness, only better -- nice, gwen
--> reality. thats it.
Time is like______________________
water -- may i ask why?
--> the wind. it can go by really fast or really slow. it gives u the chills sometimes. sometimes it just makes u miserable. and, on a certain moment, it can lift u up. (yes, can anyone else feel that background music flaring?!)
Red is like_______________________
--> sex. rotflmao. seriously. bet u were thinking that too!
Fire is like _____________________
--> life. u can be out. down. high. hot. brave. cool. right?! :)
Friendship is like_________________
--> cheescake. u get ur acquaintances on top, its nice and sweet and pleasant and all that. but u can easily get bored or sick of it when u get too much topping. real friends are like the cheesecake itself. the yellowish part. they dont get old, u dont feel sick even if u have a lot of it, plus, they're hard to resist. :)
Love is like______________
--> a book or a song. it takes a while to be appreciated. (im talking about real love, aight?!)
The ocean is like______________
--> the sky. (think about it, seriously lol)
Hands are like_________________
--> the heart. it feels everything.
Toes are like__________________
--> you soul. it takes u places
Anger is like_________________
--> a biological weapon. when it strikes, it strikes hard.
Metaphor (im erasing the 'like' coz its a metaphor)
The television is a box with as many universes in it as there are channels
--> is life. not that i live for it but it is what the world is.
Summer is ___________________
--> a friend. its makes u laugh, makes u cry, makes u do all sorts of things u thought u could never do :)
Sleep is ___________________
--> salvation.
The moon is ___________________(not cheese)
--> Magick
Night is _______________________
--> mystery
Day is _________________________
--> (im lost)
School is _____________________
--> life packed in (insert #of school yr attendance here) years
A dream is _____________________
A state of consciousness, only better
--> reality. :)
Time is ______________________
water
--> (i really want to type in "an illusion")
Red is _______________________
--> War. (since when does war have a negative meaning? cant it be war of love? like, an overflowing emotion you cant contain, and must MUST share, so it becomes so hard not to spill it over to the next person? like what happened in the 60s right? love, peace, life? syet, hippie maia's out)
Fire is _____________________
--> love.
Friendship is _________________
--> a photograph. what good is it, if not shared?
Love is ______________
--> a hazard. it should come with its own precaution label.
The ocean is ______________
--> sandbox. u dont know who/what's in it (or been in it) but u still enjoy frolicking there :)
Hands are feet that can beg.
--> are 2-yr-old kids. they absorb everything u throw at them
Toes are __________________
--> foundations. seriously, how do u manage to stand still without toes?
Anger is ________________
--> boiling water on a hissing kettle.
25 April 2008 @ 01:37 pm
MY BED!!! after aris leaves for work, im SO going back to sleep!
my back is killing me. why are women cursed?! every month, every damn month, we have to go thru this hell...
and then guys just think we're 'being girls' i mean, seriously, let me see them try!
my back is killing me. why are women cursed?! every month, every damn month, we have to go thru this hell...
and then guys just think we're 'being girls' i mean, seriously, let me see them try!
23 April 2008 @ 10:13 am
16 April 2008 @ 12:24 pm
really... this should be part of OWAF soundtrack... he gave a totally new meaning to the song!!
*sobs*
11 April 2008 @ 02:50 pm
I'd do what Richard Branson sorta did. Get my own private island. Build my dream house. i wouldnt even have servants. just me and my family. i'd learn how to fly a biplane (for emergencies) but my main transportation would be a small boat. not a yatch. just a small boat (a sailboat's good too)
I'd have a small patch of farm, get everything from my own backyard. I'd basically build up The Breeze, straight out of my imagination. And I'd live there until i die. and when i'm gone, i would want to open up my home to anyone who wants to visit. on the port leading to the house, there'd be a sign,
"Here you leave the world you know
and enter a place where a Dreamer dreamt
Until She couldnt Dream anymore."
11 April 2008 @ 02:19 pm
from gwen: i added writersfive to my friends list too :D
Some good questions I got from: http://mimerki.livejournal.com/734149.h
1 - What did your character want to be when she/he grow/grew up?
-- alive, whole, undead (most preferrably in that order)
2 - What did your character's parents/creator want them to be?
-- see answer #1... I guess Liam would have wanted her to be Visible too. Like, he wanted the world to see her and not be afraid to see her.
3 – Does your character like his/her job/calling/destiny?
-- no (do i even have to elaborate? seriously)
4 – When was the last time your character got a vacation? What did they do for it?
-- she did go to Japan, i remember. But im not sure if that was before or after she went to see the twins in California.
-- what did they do for it? nothing really, just closed her eyes. the correct follow up would be: why did she go? 1. Japan: she's heard Gyn talk about it so much, she wanted to see for herself (plus, Gyn's been saying how the Japanese men are, she just had to go) 2. California: i think she just went and watched the twins.
5 – If your character could have the perfect day, where would he/she spend it and with who?
-- The Breeze, no other place. With Sirius (yes, im keeping Sirius :D) and the twins. His dad would complete it all of course. Just having a picnic at her loft, the kids playing around (they could be sarcastic little punks for all she cares, she's still enjoy the day), The Breeze in its entirely charming state, Sirius and her bickering and her dad just lounging on the lawn. Its perfect.
-- she wouldnt mind going back to the dormitories though. She was such a firecracker. she loved wrecking the dorms. :)
Some good questions I got from: http://mimerki.livejournal.com/734149.h
1 - What did your character want to be when she/he grow/grew up?
-- alive, whole, undead (most preferrably in that order)
2 - What did your character's parents/creator want them to be?
-- see answer #1... I guess Liam would have wanted her to be Visible too. Like, he wanted the world to see her and not be afraid to see her.
3 – Does your character like his/her job/calling/destiny?
-- no (do i even have to elaborate? seriously)
4 – When was the last time your character got a vacation? What did they do for it?
-- she did go to Japan, i remember. But im not sure if that was before or after she went to see the twins in California.
-- what did they do for it? nothing really, just closed her eyes. the correct follow up would be: why did she go? 1. Japan: she's heard Gyn talk about it so much, she wanted to see for herself (plus, Gyn's been saying how the Japanese men are, she just had to go) 2. California: i think she just went and watched the twins.
5 – If your character could have the perfect day, where would he/she spend it and with who?
-- The Breeze, no other place. With Sirius (yes, im keeping Sirius :D) and the twins. His dad would complete it all of course. Just having a picnic at her loft, the kids playing around (they could be sarcastic little punks for all she cares, she's still enjoy the day), The Breeze in its entirely charming state, Sirius and her bickering and her dad just lounging on the lawn. Its perfect.
-- she wouldnt mind going back to the dormitories though. She was such a firecracker. she loved wrecking the dorms. :)
11 April 2008 @ 02:10 pm
i used to draw, but i wasnt any good. i can color fine too. like i used to buy colored pencils and i enjoyed putting color on drawn stuff. there's this brilliant website, artdungeon.net, where the artist drew THE perfect sirius black, and i enjoyed putting color into her drawings. i never claimed them as my own though :) she's REALLY good, so nobody would even believe me anyway lol
i write. i write a lot. i used to be very good too. like i'd reread some of the stuff i've written and i'd be like, 'who wrote tihs?!' seriously, no kidding aside, and then i'd remember the time i sulked in one corner and wrote my little heart out.
i tear a lot of paper, which is a hobby (yes, i consider it a hobby) but seeing as the topic is 'made it myself' that doesnt really count, does it?
i make the bed every morning. i cook meals. that's making something too, aint it?
i stitched up a collection of random adolescent obsessions. like i stitched up a 'scrapbook' 1. i didnt really have money to buy an actual scrapbook 2. i liked the idea that it was all my own. now, i regret ever putting people like jessica simpson on that scrapbook. there was even a bit there about her (yes, barbie) where i wrote 'real talent' blech. please let that not be an insight to how intuitive i am. i'm much more than that :)
ive been building up my Mii's progress with my own two hands. thank you Nintendo for creating a game console that lets u work out at the same time (Super Smash Brothers rocks!)
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off to answer more! :D
i write. i write a lot. i used to be very good too. like i'd reread some of the stuff i've written and i'd be like, 'who wrote tihs?!' seriously, no kidding aside, and then i'd remember the time i sulked in one corner and wrote my little heart out.
i tear a lot of paper, which is a hobby (yes, i consider it a hobby) but seeing as the topic is 'made it myself' that doesnt really count, does it?
i make the bed every morning. i cook meals. that's making something too, aint it?
i stitched up a collection of random adolescent obsessions. like i stitched up a 'scrapbook' 1. i didnt really have money to buy an actual scrapbook 2. i liked the idea that it was all my own. now, i regret ever putting people like jessica simpson on that scrapbook. there was even a bit there about her (yes, barbie) where i wrote 'real talent' blech. please let that not be an insight to how intuitive i am. i'm much more than that :)
ive been building up my Mii's progress with my own two hands. thank you Nintendo for creating a game console that lets u work out at the same time (Super Smash Brothers rocks!)
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off to answer more! :D