mhae in realidad

another battle

2008-05-09T05:58:00.000-07:00

it is the time of grief when something/someone is lost.. there is no one to lean on.. your own shoulder to hide your pain.. surely there is no escape.. ;c

summer time

2008-04-21T23:55:00.000-07:00

who would not want some refreshing drinks and cozy places to complete our summer vacation..

but here i am studying some books about 'effective speeches and speakers'

not to mention i woul die to read the novel of milan kundera and erica jong.. grr..

she's always a woman to me..

2008-03-25T01:54:00.000-07:00

She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to live
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe you
And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free
She steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me

Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

She will promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me

She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
But she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me

>>> i love this song so much!! maybe because its very classy and its meaning is a bit with the feminine side..

BE CAPTIVATED!

2008-03-25T01:29:00.000-07:00

PAULO COELHO

veronica decides to die
the fifth mountain
the alchemist

MARGARET MITCHELL

gone with the wind

JANE AUSTEN

pride and prejudice
sense and sensibilities
emma
mansfield parl
northanger abbey

CHARLES DICKENS

great expectation
the tale of two cities

DIANE HEAGER

the secret wife of king george IV
courtesan

MIGUEL CERVANTES

don quixote

>>> i will still add some books to be posted. please feel free to send me some of your books if you want to.. thanks!!! c;

2008-03-23T23:33:00.000-07:00

A Glimpse of a Child

I look back on my life, and all is confusion. My past, my mistakes, my fears and my search for serenity. I felt that one wrong move and I might lose myself. It all started when annulment hit our country. Why is everyone seem to file cases? Haven't these couples remembered what they promised in front of the altar? I thought that love can defy all odds but in later time won't even las forever. love fades, it fades away with time. like a picture kept for years and will only remain to be old memories of a broken promise.

I would Have Begged and pleaded if I am a wife to be separated from my husband. But this woman in front of me is filled with composure, there was so much strength in her. Not a single tear slipped from her rosy cheeks, and I never saw her feet trembled. i want to shout and tell her to do something. She must think of those times she spent with man she chose to love. She can't leave him., she promised to stay. They are going to throw fifteen years of their lives. When I turned my back I saw a man trying to convey the pain in his eyes. he was every inch of a sorrowing man. He was quiet for some time until the woman headed for the door. She's leaving, the man ran and asked the woman to give their marriage a second chance. But she was too blind to see, to numb to feel, too deaf to hear him.

From then on, I hated people who spend thousands of money just to be called a free man/woman again. I don't care about their reasons, the old line of finding themselves. That there are things that were not meant to be. Shame on them, they even have the guts to utter those words when they easily gave up. They were losers! They were self-centered! They were mean! And I am broken, I couldn't say anything, the pain is unbearable. By the way, the woman who left was my mother. The man behind me, mourning for a lost love and patiently waits for the woman who abandoned him was my father.

*This is not my story. It is the unwritten story of those children tormented emotionally by separation(annulment/divorce). I wish to give credit to Erica Jong were I got the first line of my essay in her book entitled "Any Woman's Blues"