The Return. The Comeback. The Rebirth.

So I've decided to stir away from the world of few words (a.k.a. Facebook) and try to spend (read: waste) my free time with something more deep, more expressive, more long lasting.

Why the sudden shift you might ask? Well, as embarrassing as it is to admit it, I google myself once in a while (out of boredom) and it absolutely irritates me when the first thing that comes up is my old and forgotten blogger account. The posts I had on there were all set for public viewing and it was so like the High School me to post about the most embarrassing things (think love letters and poems). I finally had the patience of remembering what my email, username and password was for the account and tried to deactivate it. But as I went through the settings, I figured why not just edit the whole thing. I mean, even though how embarrassing my previous posts were, it did remind me of how I was then, what I was so preoccupied with (and interested in). It made me realize how much better blogs are than status updates. Blogs tell stories. Blogs remind you of things. It then hit me that i once was a "blog devotee" posting blogs every single day. And after all these years, i can still read those blogs - both embarrassing and not.

The days of lame diaries with padlocks may be totally gone, but i believe blogging still has hope. From this day on, I will try to blog as much as i can so that next time I google myself (Goodness gracious, how pathetic of me), I would be pretty happy with what comes up. :)

hello

hello.
just want to keep this blog alive.
wajaja!

DOES ANYBODY EVEN VIEW THIS?

how do I "endorse" my blog?
no one seems to be viewing my blog
anyways, i'll still tell about myself even if no one is reading about it.

i just had my youthcamp. it was fun though i had "sermons" from the team head from time to time. Its my second youth camp by the way. It was fun and the members seemed a whole lot more decent than last batch. i do not intend to offend anyone. text. text. text. what else? oh, yeah.. it was awfully hard to take a shower. the bathroom was tiny. over all it was fun.

today is ella's birthday. she's 2years old already. she really is starting to be a brat. screaming and throwing tantrums when she doesn't get what she wants. nothing much i could do about that, can i? gotta go. i have to update my other blogs.

ARGH!

i can't get my html project to work!
gotta go..
trying to figure this stupid thing out.

CRAZY THINGS

CRAZY THINGS

"crazy things happen when i'm with you"
i used to say this about everything you do
now, i take it back, it is so not true
read on so you'll see what i mean too.

one day you brought me to this crazy world
where eyes go dizzy and heads get twirled
things didn't go the way that they should
i hated the place but i didn't want to be rude

Pigs could fly, fishes could walk
Lizards dance and horses could talk
Witches and wizards are presidents and kings
Its sunny during winters and snowy during springs

I stayed for quite some time coz you asked me to
But I couldn't take it so I ran away from you
It was all too crazy, I had to get away
I got back to earth and this was my day:

I rode on a pig coz I thought it could fly
I got all muddy, don't even ask why
I killed a fish coz I thought it could walk
I got it out of water and it was lunch for a hawk

I wanted to see the president like I do with the witch
But she was too busy preparing for a speech
I went to see the king instead, like i do with the wizards
But I couldn't get in, there were too many guards

I got pneumonia this winter coz i thought it'll be sunny
I wore my shades and a polka dot bikini
I got heat stroke this summer coz i thought it'll be snowy
I wore a shirt over my sweater to cover my entire body

People laughed at me and said I was crazy
It wasn't my fault that I got used to what you taught me
These crazy things are what is normal now
I had to come back to your world, someway, somehow

I got back to your world and decided to stay
I realized these things were meant to be this way
Crazy things happen when i'm not with you
Coz when i am, crazy is the last thing we could do.

taba's poem

i wrote and commented about this on my friendster blog.

he said he made this for me for his filipino project or something.
here it is:

IKAW

ikaw ang tanging pangarap, aking sinta.
ikaw ang pantasya, ikaw ******.
lagi kang naaalala, ikaw sinta.
basta't kasama wla nang hihingin pa.

Araw man o gabi, ika'y nasa isip
Kahit sa pagtulog ika'y panaginip
Kahit isang saglit lang na mawala ka,
Isang saglit para saki'y mahaba na.

Lagi kang iisipin at mamahalin,
sapagkat ikaw ang lahat para sa akin.

See what I mean with the "i'll die for you" concept.
Ain't he eaggerating quite too much?
i appreciate the effort
and i've got to admit, it does rhyme.
i love rhymes.

yellowgurl.

why is he so nice?

you can't help like somebody so sweet.
i don't intend to.
i hope my mind clears out.

yellow you? yellow me.
wajaja!
trying to find a tag line that works.
hehe. bear with me.
:-)

new blog!

yipee..
i was able to reach my third post!
usually i stop posting by the second one!
haha!
yipee!

test days are over!

test days are over.

its quite "lazifying" to retype my life from one blog to another..

but still, i started it so might as well continue.

i'm texting taba as of this moment.

i'm telling him of my blog and stuff.

i'll introduce him to you, coz i did say to him i will.

here it goes:

his name.. Louie Marcell Fulgar

age: 14.. i think?

male

tall..

dark..

you can guess whats next but i'd better skip that part.

hehe..

he's my only consistent textmate thats why i'd love to post him.

he's born july 4.

he's a lead guitarist in his band.. at least thats what he told me..

he's smart.. based on how he answers my questions and stuff.

he sort of "dated" my best friend.

i kinda set them up on a blind date of some sort.

hehe..

thats all for now.

yellowgurl.

newbe

I'm really psyched I finally got started with my blog. I have a journal (i named it Lindz), it ran out of pages already. I haven't bought a new notebook coz I requested that from my bestfriend as a christmas present.

For the meantime, I'll keep my thoughts recorded online. Hope others could relate to me.
I'm quite confused this past few days. I'm single. Always have. I think I'm starting to like someone but theres one big problem, he's younger than me. I know age shouldn't matter but for me it does. It's not confirmed or anything that I do like him, but what if?

Help! Yellowgurl.