..........................."TYM 482 pass"

He was counting coins inside his pocket as he count the days that passed inside his mind. "Its been a while says the young man, looking at the horizon filled with smoke and noise coming from the vehicles passing by. Some things they stay, they just stay, they remain. It's like the skill of reading once you acquired the skill, no matter how hard you try to deny that you can't read, once you see a written word or statement, it's ineluctible... you have the idea on your mind. He thinks it applies also to feelings, when its already attached, it comes back naturally, same way. He then started to ask questions, darn questions with no ready answer. "Will it still be the same?" .. "when can I forget you?" .. "Do I have to forget you?" ...
He looked outside and saw a building, an enormous indicator that its already time for him to get off the jeepney.

Right then and there, he found the answer to all his questions...



TYM 482 pass









"All we need is time for it to pass"






Same day last year, in the month of October, He gave roses to a very special girl at work.. in front of his co-employees... supervisors and the manager... what was he thinking during that time? No one knew... but he was very much sure what he feels since then. Since then.

Landslide

Life is a Miracle in all Simplest form

Very touching, sobrang simple ng video, pero napakalinaw ng mensahe. LOVE. Hindi kailangan ng magarbong effects and pinoy na pinoy ang dating. It shows the value of life and the miracle of it. Ang sarap sa tenga ng melody and saktong sakto sa concept ng shortstory. Ang galing ng director at ng mga actors. Astig!

MUSIC VIDEO: SPONGECOLA - Kay Tagal Kitang Hinintay

RAIN

.....Asteroid

Remember the time when dinosaurs still roam around the planet , then suddenly a cathastropic phenomenon happened that wiped out more than half of the species on Earth? Borrowing the concept from the Cretacious-Tertiary mass extinction, I hope it would not need an Asteroid to hit us so that we can start over.

El mensahes....

Dear ____ .... tumugtog na tayo.. ang tagal na nating di rumaraket
na-ipon nalang ang mga kantang ginawa ko... na mimiss ko na ang nakakasilaw na ilaw,
ang pasaway na feedback at ang lugaw pagkatapos ng gig... magrecord na tayo ulit..


Dear ____..... hindi ko alam paano titigil. na aadik na yata ako sayo.. masama na nga,
napapagastos pa ako .. pulube yan.. ngayon alam ko na.



Dear____ ..... kailan kaya ako babalik, matatapos ko pa kaya..
nag eenjoy nako masyado, baka malipasan na.. tsk



Dear ____.... wala akong magawa pag off... di ko alam kung papa-ayos ba kita or bibili nalang ako?... haaays



Dear___... hindi po Kita nakakalimutan.. di man po ako nakakadaan... kinakausap po kita araw-araw.. patawad po.


Dear ____ .... ikaw,, oo ikaw,... sobrang miss na kita... ang tagal mo ............................... ang tagal.

Cry (mandy moore)/P.K.eM massshh up videoke style :))

pinilit?? nyahahahaha =p









I.M.Y.. :(

smile :))

Til I Hear It From You

The Curse of the Crying Boy Painting.. ehem

Do you happen to know anything about "cursed items"? I know its very odd for me to talk about it on my blog because I never wrote anything about myths. superstitious beliefs and the paranormal entities. The reason for bringing this up is that I was searching for good paintings with good stories behind the artwork when I accidentally clicked a link that brought me to an article about a "cursed painting".

There is a myth in England about a particular painting showing a crying boy. The myth is that the painting is cursed, bringing bad luck to those who buy and own the painting, usually in the form of mysterious fires destroying entire rooms except for the painting.

According to the article the mystery began around 1985, when several mysterious reports about fires happened around England. But although the rooms of the house and all the items were damaged the painting of the Crying Boy escaped unscathed. A famous newspaper in England called "SUN" ran stories about how everything in the home was consumed by fire except for a painting of a crying boy. There were at that time more than one of these paintings around and each seemed to have the same effect. The home and all contents would be totally destroyed but the painting of the little crying boy would not show any sign at all of going through a fire. After one month of hearing all the tales, the “Sun” gave their readers the chance to bring their crying boy paintings and agreed to have a very large bonfire to rid everyone of this cursed or jinxed painting.

All paintings that were brought to the newspaper were in fact burned and everyone rejoiced. However the story goes on and on, numerous reports about fires with paintings of the crying boy found undamaged in the fire site.

What about now? hehe.. Well, roughly 8 years ago, when I went home from the province, in one of the stop-overs (resto/souvenir shops) of our bus, lets hide the name of the bus company as "winner", I remember seeing a painting of a crying boy in one of the walls of the shop, its seems that the painting is not for sale because of the dust all over it. I will never forget it because its very interesting and so emotional, as if its asking for sympathy. myths, myths, myths.. hmmm....