Word Vomit

Often times we see people chugging drinks more than they can handle. They gab incessantly as they down bottles of alcohol one after the other not knowing that they are well over their tolerance. As the night tarries on, the number of bottles accumulate and their alcohol reaches to an overwhelming level. Then, they realize, the room is spinning, their ears are ringing and cold sweats are suddenly rolling down their faces. They try to stand but they stagger as they try to keep composure. A few spasms and a couple of burps, the floodgates open spewing partly digested stomach contents like a volcano with all its fury. Too bad for by standers when the second wave reaches their designer clothes, good thing there are dry cleaners out there.

All bark but no bite...

I HOPE YOU ENJOY DISAPPOINTMENT...

coz I might forget dates...
coz I might not deliver some of my promises...
coz I might say something and do otherwise...
coz I might not be there when it matters most...
coz I might not be as you've imagined me to be...
coz I might not live up to your expectations...
coz I might be insensitive at times...
coz I might just be all bark...

I might be... but it doesn't mean Ill always be...

I crave...

Hmm...
I can't think of anything else but that tall, slender body that is oh so warm to the touch. That scent that sends shivers down my spine; an aroma that wakes up my senses. I still remember the scalding heat that emanates from you when ever my lips touch yours, oh such sweet pain. I love to relish every single drop of that white ooze that seeps from you, the taste is like heaven to my tongue scintillating every single taste bud. I want more of you, I want to savor your every drop for each one brings me unspeakable pleasure. I'll never part from you, you are an addiction I never want to lose, a habit I would never want to break.

Oh my tall cup of hot, steamy cappuccino, I'm all yours and I wont replace you with any other coffee drinks out there.

Happily, deeply inlove...

Ten years ago two people met, got close and soon enough, became friends.
Ten years ago two hearts met, but they belonged to someone else.
Ten years ago two eyes met, not knowing that soon they'll be longing to gaze into each other.
All these happened ten years ago.

Break Ups...

This is not working out...
It's not you, it's me...

Palms became sweaty, beads of perspiration rolled down my face, heart raced almost to explosion. I started to choke as if a pair of large hands are wrapped around my throat and I'm about to die of asphyxiation. In that instant, my knees turned to jello and my lunch suddenly decided to come up. Is this it? I asked myself. Is this the end of the relationship that I held dear? I can't believe that the person I promised forever to has decided to end that forever, today. The room started to move to dizzying heights; I held on for dear life and mumbled "okay", and that was it.

The common cold

snif... snif...
My eyes flows w tears as it throbs in pain...
My nose feels like a dam that needs to be relieved...
My body aches well beyond reason...

I've been out of commission since Sunday; down with the common cold. I've taken all the medicines in my artillery just to get rid of this bug that ails me. From Acetaminophen to an overdose of vitamin c.

delirium...
Is what it has brought me, I think I just proposed to someone and I may already have a significant other... we'll soon find out.

Seeing the best behind the worst...

You give me the utter desire to be a better person...

I thought hearing those words from me would sweep her off her feet, but on the contrary, she pulled away and thought of it as nothing more but a line that I often use. I shrugged it off hiding my pain and how it truly hurt me; it wasn't a line it was my heart handed to her on a silver platter.

I'm not as bad as people think I am; I've tried to make my relationships work, sadly my efforts were all in vain. When will I have that chance to be seen as the hero, the white knight that rescues the damsel and carries her off on his horse as they ride towards the horizon. When will I have my chance to be seen as the protagonist and not the usual label that is unsuspectingly placed upon my head. When will people see that I'm not the bad guy that they perceive me to be. When will I have my chance?


What if I'm not the superhero, what if I'm the bad guy
-- Edward Cullen (Twilight Series)

Resilient...

Wounded...
Struck down...
Gashed and bleeding...

Down the dumps, I have found myself repeatedly...
Depression and despair, I know all too well...
Sadness and mourning, my usual companions...
Failure and falling short, I've grown accustomed to...
Pain and suffering, my teachers...

I fell...
I caved...
I gave...
I cried...

But every time...

I learn...
I stand...
I conquer...
I BECOME BETTER...

Good luck Chuck personified...

It was a clear night where all the stars up in the sky were at their brightest, boasting their splendor and elegance. The light emanating from the moonlit sky paired with the candle on the table sparks and atmosphere of romance and passion where a heart can be fueled to commit unspeakable feats. The night was deafeningly quiet except for the plans and promises exchanged by two lovers, with a bottle of red and a chunk of cheese to seal the deal.

Shakin what my momma gave me!

It's another slooooow day for me today. So slow that I had to drag myself out of bed just to eat lunch or else I'll just wither, waste away and die. Finally, I got myself out of bed, planted my as* on the sofa and turned on the t.v. While surfing and searching for a show that is worth watching I came across a channel showing TMZ. The show where a bunch of yuppies huddle in a room and discuss pictures and videos of famous people by pesky paparazzi's.

Sitting... Waiting... Contemplating...

Sitting...

I found myself again in front of my computer, trying hard to capture the events that transpired during my day. I stared at my monitor, squinted and tilted my head to the left hoping that a 3D image would somehow rear its ugly head. Then, suddenly, BAM! Complete and absolute disappointment hit me--my mind's still a blank.

Waiting...

First entry,

All day long, I've been sitting....
All day long, I'vebeen pondering...
All day long, I've been staring...