Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Choose The Right Words To Make A Better Future.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
iTalk Recording: Recapturing Peace
Recorded: 3:30 AM
Length: 0:57
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Portishead - glory box
I'm so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long
Just...
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Through this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over and give us some room
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just wanna be a woman
So don't you stop being a man
Just take a little look from outside when you can
Show a little tenderness
No matter if you cry
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
It's all I wanna be is all woman
For this is the beginning of forever and ever
It's time to move over...
http://youtu.be/yF-GvT8Clnk
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
That's Life (By My Mother)
On 10/10/10 2:15 PM, "E. Tupas" wrote:
life has it's ups and downs, sometimes it's like a roller coaster ride, exciting and a bit unsure, occasionally a bit dangerous, at times boring, sometimes tiring, other times relaxing and cooolll, and enjoyable. people plan for the future, on a daily basis, on a weekly basis, at times yearly, some don't even plan, they just live day to day, some don't even know how to plan, they just exist. sometimes no matter what one does, life has it's own surprising way of working itself out.
i'm the master of my fate the captain of my soul- holds true. one plans one's life, like steering a car, a person knows where they're going to do something, they accomplish it, it's done to one's satisfaction. they're happy.
everyone has commitments, responsibilities, it just depends on how each one is handled. some people handle things in a responsible way, some ,no matter what they do they can't seem to get out of responsibilities. it seems to grow and grow, like a wart that one can't get rid of. some no matter how they try they're not able for whatever reason.
each one has their own skeleton in the closet , their own baggage, to deal w/. they can deal w/ it themselves. no need to worry about it. it's good to show and feel concern, one can resolve and handle the 'it' themselves. i know it's a big pain in the ass, but that's life.
did i make sense ???
lav yah, mom
Sunday, July 10, 2011
THE LEGEND OF DAMA DE NOCHE
THE LEGEND OF DAMA DE NOCHE
A thousand years ago,
there was a rich maharlika, or nobleman, who spent his early bachelor days recklessly, wining and dining in the company of nobility. He drank the finest wines, ate the most delectable food and enjoyed the company of the loveliest, perfumed and bejewelled women of the noble class.
After years of this kind of life, the maharlika finally felt it was time to settle down and marry the woman of his choice. "But who is the woman to choose?" he asked himself as he sat in the rich splendour of his home, "All the women I know are beautiful and charming, but I am tired of the glitter of their jewels and the richness of their clothes!" He wanted a woman different from all the women he saw day and night, and found this in a simple village lass. She was charming in her own unaffected ways, and her name was Dama.
They married and lived contentedly. She loved him and took care of him. She pampered him with the most delicious dishes, and kept his home and his clothes in order. But soon, the newness wore off for the maharlika. He started to long for the company of his friends. He took a good look at his wife and thought, she is not beautiful and she does not have the air of nobility abouther, she does not talk with wisdom. And so the maharlika returned to his own world of glitter and splendor. He spent his evenings sitting around with his friends in their noble homes , drank and talked till the first rays of the sun peeped from the iron grills of their ornate windows.
Poor Dama felt that she was losing her husband. She wept in the silence of their bedroom. "I cannot give my husband anything but the delights of my kitchen and the warmth of my bed. He is tired of me." She looked to the heavens. "Oh, friendly spirits! Help me. Give me a magic charm. Just one little magic charm to make my husband come home again, that he will never want to leave my side, forever!"
It was midnight when the maharlika came home. He opened the door of their bedroom and called for Dama to tell her to prepare his nightclothes. "Dama! Dama, where are you?" he called. He shouted all around the bedroom. He sarched the whole house. Still the nobleman could not find his simple wife. Finally the nobleman returned to their bedroom, tired and cross. But, as he opened the door, he stopped.
A are scent, sweet and fragrant, drifted to him. It was a scent he had never smelled before. He entered the room and crossed to the window where the scent seemed to be floating from. A strange bush was growing outside the window. Some of its thin branches had aleady reached the iron grills and were twisting around. And all over the bush were thousands of tiny starlike, white flowers, from which burst forth a heavenly, enchanting scent!
He stood there, completely enraptured by the glorious smell. "Dama..." he whispered softly, onderingly, could this be Dama? The rich maharlika sat by the window, and waited for the return of his loving simple wife. But she did not come back. She never returned to him again. Only the fragrance of the flowers stayed with him, casting a spell over his whole being.
In the moonlight, Dama of the night, or Dama de Noche would be in full bloom, capturing the rich maharlika, making him never want to leave her side, forever.
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
3 Years Together!
Has been full of happiness;
Every year that I'm with you
Has been better than before;
It's hard for me to even think
How I could love you more.
Your tender, sweet caress.
I'm filled with love and pleasure;
Happy Anniversary,
July 1st & July 2nd
Me and Valara walking to the Bar. |
Valara called me up shortly after that and asked me what I was doing. Since I was already in my PJ's and watching TV and bored I kinda wanted to stay in.. But since it's been a while since I've seen Valara I thought it would be nice to go out and have some fun since I never do that!!! So Valara was game and came over to the West Side and we went down to the local bar Big Foot West to get some drinks and chill. So we went to the bar and I became Valara's beer holder since we got there at like 1:15am and only had a little time to drink. Afterwards we went back to Nitai's house and talked. While we were gabbing we decided we needed to go grab some grub... But since everything was closed since it was 2:15am we settled for some Trader Joes frozen Dumpling things and ate them, shortly after that Valara went home since she had a long drive back to the Valley. Shortly after that Tom came home and showed me what he was working on the Turnarounders web series and I ended up going to sleep at about 4:30am since we were talking so long! Wow late night. Thanks guys!
Me and some totem pole at the bar. |
Valara Playing with her Reflection while beer in hand. |
Chris Eating Lunch at Cafe Brazil. |
Me and Christopher Enjoying the Sun |
Our Shadows |
Our Feet |
No Swimming in the Ocean!!!?? |