Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
the first and the last time...
ten years have passed and many things haved happened. i have been a fool half of those years for not knowing i haved loved someone close to me. making me crazy for finding out this person has feelings for me too. but it's too late for me to show and say what my heart truely feels, now that you're with someone else. avoiding you is the only way because i know it is the best thing to do. however some situations come and our paths would crossed again. trying my best to flash a sweet smile though deep down inside i'm hurting. everytime you smile i can't help but to tell myself, it should have been mine and i'm the reason behind those smiles. just the thought of it leaves me in a wonderful fantasy even for a moment. then when reality kicks in, it seems that there's always this needle comes bursting my made-up world. all that is left is a hazy gray sky, as i gazed upon a horizon of nothingness. you never know how haved i wished that you could have faced me and have taken the risk of telling me what's inside your heart. the time when the both of us were still free, then maybe back then you haved saved me from wasting my time loving someone who doesn't deserved the affection i haved given. but as those time passed i'd come to realize, i can't force things that aren't meant to be. that things just don't go the way i want them to... because we know life would always be unfair and reality is just cruel. i know now that i have to let go and hanging on to something that's not real won't do me any good. it seems that my book was opened for so long and i'm stucked in this page hoping the succeding lines of the story would change. the time has come for me to finally end the story and close the book to be able to start a new story to read on. inspite of everything, i am thankful that you haved spared a portion of your heart to me... for the feelings you felt for me. it is enough for me to know that somehow i have been a part of your life and touched your heart. i am sorry if i have hurt you in any way i wasn't aware of. so now i want to wish you a happy life, all the blessings in the world and be healthy always. it's the only thing i can do in return for the good deeds you haved shown me. i will never forget someone like you in my life and you'll be a memory which will always be in my heart. so for the first and the last time i'm going to say... I'M SORRY, I LOVE YOU.
♥josephine♥
♥josephine♥
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
HAPPINESS
Clinical psychologists believe that happiness is a product of realization. One must allow oneself to go through a process to feel happiness. They explain the following phase:
So finding happiness is no longer rooted outside, but it's inside you? what you see, how you view things, what you want. Then it leads to your choice: to live your life with yourself.
At work, you can't always be sure your strategies will work or your plans will happen. But before you let go, have a deeper trust in yourself.
- Accept the Pains.
- Choose Not to Stay in Pain.
- Forgive Yourself, Other People.
So finding happiness is no longer rooted outside, but it's inside you? what you see, how you view things, what you want. Then it leads to your choice: to live your life with yourself.
- Take Responsibility for Your Life.
- Learn to Let Go and Trust Yourself.
At work, you can't always be sure your strategies will work or your plans will happen. But before you let go, have a deeper trust in yourself.
- Learn to Receive Blessings.
- Have Somebody to Turn To.
- Be Hopeful.
- Keep the Faith Alive.
- You Can Actually Give Intangible Gifts Even Without Your Conscious Effort.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
Sunday, October 22, 2006
The ONE Person
by JOSEPHiNE
what if you meet the one person you couldn't live without?
the one person you'll offer your life and sacrifice everything...
the one person reason enough to make you smile.
the one person that gives you enough courage to face the world no matter how difficult life may seems.
the one person who will love you just for being what you are.
the one person that wouldn't hurt you because the mere thought of hurting you is enough to break his own heart...
the one person that when you look into his eyes and see all the wishes in your heart and all the dreams you've ever had comes true.
what if you meet the one person you couldn't live without?
the one person you'll offer your life and sacrifice everything...
the one person reason enough to make you smile.
the one person that gives you enough courage to face the world no matter how difficult life may seems.
the one person who will love you just for being what you are.
the one person that wouldn't hurt you because the mere thought of hurting you is enough to break his own heart...
the one person that when you look into his eyes and see all the wishes in your heart and all the dreams you've ever had comes true.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
The Day I stopped being Your FRIEND
It's been a long time since the last time I saw. It was our friend's celebration party, one [1] year and seven [7] months to be exact... i think? That's the day I found out you're officially with her, someone special who you will share your life with. I didn't meant to eavesdrop, but we're on the same table and accidentally over heard what you and my best friend are chatting about. Upon knowing that I suddenly felt sad and all I can do is stare at the bottle of beer in my hand. "He has a girlfriend? He has a girlfriend!" are the words that kept repeating and repeating in my mind. Then I gazed at you and saw this smile in your face, expressing how happy you are. Being your friend I know I should be happy for you but deep inside of me don't want to. I know that you have started a new life and all but I just can't help to bother myself with all of this. Remember the time you said those three [3] wonderful words to me? The time when we were exchanging text messages talking about stuffs in our life. Out of the blue you said those words to me and I was really surprised and never expected it but I was so happy when I read them. In return I asked you 'why are you saying those words?' and you must think at that time why asked such a stupid question. Right it's a stupid thing to do because I should have just let you know what I wanted to say. An opportunity which I seriously let go and regretted it most of the time. Because I thought that there'll be next time and wait for that day. However it never came... instead the day I've been waiting for is not meant for me. Even though it's going to be hard in my part, that's also the day I decided not to be friends with you anymore. The day we parted is the last time I showed you my smile and cut the ties of friendship we have.
Please don't hate me for this, that's all I asked of you.
Please don't hate me for this, that's all I asked of you.
■□■□■
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
somewhere i have never travelled
ee cummings
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what is is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what is is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
Monday, October 16, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
untitled
some random words that happened to pass thru my mind. i can't say that they are poems... it's just that sometimes when words suddenly filled up my brain, i write it down. so i don't have any titles for them. these three i wrote way back in my high-school and college days.
♥♥♥
loving you is knowing you.
everytime i saw you, i want to hold you...
but yet i can't.
you seems not to notice...
walked pass through me.
you didn't even care to look...
to see what's inside me.
but i'm not losing hope
that someday you'll be mine...
holding you, saying I LOVE YOU !
♥♥♥being with you makes me feel i'm in a safe place...
a place that you create only for me.
everything is perfect... no hurt, no pain, no sorrow.
T.Ttell me a way on how can i forget you...
i am asking because maybe you know.
if i rely on myself it will take me forever to find one...
loving you is knowing you.
everytime i saw you, i want to hold you...
but yet i can't.
you seems not to notice...
walked pass through me.
you didn't even care to look...
to see what's inside me.
but i'm not losing hope
that someday you'll be mine...
holding you, saying I LOVE YOU !
♥♥♥being with you makes me feel i'm in a safe place...
a place that you create only for me.
everything is perfect... no hurt, no pain, no sorrow.
T.Ttell me a way on how can i forget you...
i am asking because maybe you know.
if i rely on myself it will take me forever to find one...
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Frida Kahlo
Monday, October 09, 2006
Sonnet XVII
Pablo Neruda
No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio
o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:
te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva
dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,
y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo
el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.
Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:
así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,
sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,
tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
(image credit : Createblog)
No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio
o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:
te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva
dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,
y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo
el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.
Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:
así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,
sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,
tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
(image credit : Createblog)
Sunday, October 08, 2006
LiFE
life [lif/laɪf/]
noun (plural lives)
1. The state that precedes death and follows birth or conception.
2. In biology, a status given to an entity including animals, plants, fungi, bacteria and sometimes viruses, etc, with the properties of replication and metabolism.
3. In philosophy, the essence of the manifestation and the foundation of the being.
4. In phenomenology, the subjective and inner manifestation of the individual.
5. In Christianity, the essence of God, its own revelation.
6. A worthwhile existence.
7. The world in general, existence.
8. Something which is inheritantly part of a person's existence, such as their job, their family, their loved one, etc.
9. (colloquial) A sentence imprisoning a convict until his or her death. More formally phrased life sentence.
10. The duration during which something operates.
Antonyms :
Quotes :
noun (plural lives)
1. The state that precedes death and follows birth or conception.
2. In biology, a status given to an entity including animals, plants, fungi, bacteria and sometimes viruses, etc, with the properties of replication and metabolism.
3. In philosophy, the essence of the manifestation and the foundation of the being.
4. In phenomenology, the subjective and inner manifestation of the individual.
5. In Christianity, the essence of God, its own revelation.
6. A worthwhile existence.
7. The world in general, existence.
8. Something which is inheritantly part of a person's existence, such as their job, their family, their loved one, etc.
9. (colloquial) A sentence imprisoning a convict until his or her death. More formally phrased life sentence.
10. The duration during which something operates.
Antonyms :
- (the state that precedes death) : death
- (in biology) : coma
- (in philosophy) : void
- (in philosophy) : existence
- (the word in general) : time
Quotes :
"Life may not always work out how you want it to. We would wish for sunny days every day, but eventually we would die of drought." - Unknown
"Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it." - Christopher Morley
"Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it." - Christopher Morley
"Life is a great bundle of little things." - Oliver Wendell Holmes
Live life with a due of responsibility, not as those who do not know the meaning of life but as those who do.
EPHESIANS 5:15
(New Testament in Modern English by J.B. Phillips)
"Life is either a great adventure or nothing." - Hellen Keller
"Life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you're gonna get." - Forrest Gump, from the movie Forrest Gump
Live life with a due of responsibility, not as those who do not know the meaning of life but as those who do.
EPHESIANS 5:15
(New Testament in Modern English by J.B. Phillips)
(image credit : Photobucket)
(credit : Wiktionary & Wikiquote)
(note : Bible Verse excerpt from the book The Purpose Driven Life)
(credit : Wiktionary & Wikiquote)
(note : Bible Verse excerpt from the book The Purpose Driven Life)
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Simula。
Ang BLOG ng isang simple at ordinaryong nilalang sa ibabaw ng mundo. Wala namang interesanteng mga pangyayari ang nagaganap sa kanyang buhay, bawat araw yun at yun lang ang nangyayari. Minsan lang may biglang mababago at kakaiba, mga karanasan na magiging parte ng kanyang buhay. Ginawa ang blog na ito dahil sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari na naganap... nag-resulta ito ng pagiging makakalimutin ng kanyang utak at na-pagtanto na sa pamamagitan nito ay ma-itatala niya ang mga kaganapan na ayaw niyang malimutan. 'Sinabi din ng mga eksperto sa larangan ng Sikolohiya na makakatulong ang pagsusulat upang maipahiwatig ang nasa-saloob ng isang tao.' Hindi niya alam kung tama nga sila, subalit sa tingin niya makakabuti ito sa kanyang buhay. At dahil din sa wala lang siyang magawa sa kanyang mga oras na i-nilalagi sa mundong ibabaw, kung 'di magsimula ng panibagong mapaglilibangan. Dahil natuwa siya sa paraang ito, kung ano-anong mga bagay ang makikita sa blog na ito.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)