Month: February 2008


  • i know you’ll be a sun in somebody
    else’s sky, but why, why can’t it be
    mine?

  • second star to the right.

    if i can’t sleep in the dark, will you read stories to me?

  • you are beautiful. taken in antarctica.

  • all the should have’s, could be’s and what if’s are breathtaking.

    i’ll be brave. i swear.

  • today’s my birthday.

    i feel very
    special because a very sweet girl baked me a cake! :]
    thank
    you, hon. the cake is pretty and really really
    yummy.

    big thanks for throwing me a party in school.

    and to the group of friends who attended the big
    party tonight.
    i am never going to forget all your love and
    kindness.

    thank you so much.

    special thanks to charissa and theresa cunanan.

    dear charissa,

    thanks for being such a great friend.

    dear you,

    please call. i really want you to call.

    i love you.

  • i feel so much better about where i am at my life right
    now.

    maybe i just need some space from you to
    figure out my life.
    maybe you need some time off me to
    take care of your newborn baby.

    i don’t know when you
    will see me again but when you do
    i hope you will notice i
    am already a better
    me.

    here’s a song that fits the mood of tonight:

    the only thing i can do is live life without you.

  • it happened just a couple of minutes ago.

    i was doing some catch-up chats with an old friend of mine from the same uni
    and she told me that i was on the school news release.

    it was all because of the speaking competition i won for the college.

    i was surprised even she knew about this and knew before me.
    it was funny to see my photo in the paper.

    and i am always the last one to get to read it.

    weird.

  • the sound of your voice
    strokes my hair and caresses me to sleep.

    safe and warm
    long and smiling

    sleep.

  • Feb 14, 2008

    last year i spent valentine’s day with ah big in my bedroom crying over this.

    this year i spent the night going to chet lam’s story teller concert,
    holding hands and holding back tears

    with tens of thousands having similar stories and secrets to mine.

    happy valentine’s!


  • first day of the last semester and i’m not even excited.

    school is never the same without you.