i really have a thing for rainy sundays.
brings back old memories. i used to go outside on a rainy sunday with my friends, childhood friends..hanggang sa tumila ang ulan...my mom would call me up para maligo na after. then i will watch t.v. masarap ang pakiramdam, malamig, i was at the sala with a pillow and a blanket.
life for me that time was so simple.
sometimes i feel weird. i only had little memories of my childhood. sometimes, my tita would tell me that before i used to like a certain food...but even i couldn't remember that. then sometimes, when i go to a certain place, it gives me this feeling that "why do i have this feeling like i've been here before..?" and sometimes i would have a flashback of my childhood while sleeping. things like that.
but now, i don't go out on a rainy sunday anymore. i'll just chill out here at home, watch dvd and have a nice, warm hot san mig coffee...and pancakes!
that's just my thing, it's sunday and it's raining...aaah...life..^_^
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- A FILIPINA MOTHER & A TRAVELER DISCOVERING PHILIPPINES ONE ISLAND AT A TIME.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
The Call by Regina Spektor (From the movie soundtrack: The Chronicles of Narnia:Prince Caspian
The Call
It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry
I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye
Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before
All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war
Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light
You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye
Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and now one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger ans stronger
'Til they're before your eyes
You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye
It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry
I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye
Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before
All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war
Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light
You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye
Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and now one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger ans stronger
'Til they're before your eyes
You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Why do you pretend anyway?
"We are all what we pretend to be,
so, we had better be very
careful what we pretend."
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