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Saturday, January 21, 2006
Take time to read this.

Hey, guyz thank you for all your comments and appreciations, anyway... I know that my last post here was March or May last year (2005), so "bakit ang tagal kng d nagpost???"

 

It's not because I'm busy the true reason is... (Its okay if you laugh at me! d ako affected... joke!!!)

 

"I really want to post something in my blog last year but unfortunately (hehehe...) and at the same time (huhuhu)...
This must be the stupidest thing you'll ever hear/ read/ know...
I FORGOT MY PASSWORD!!! that's why I cant log in... huhuhu... (-_-)
I really pity myself..."


ANYWAY the good news is, after all this months I finally found the paper where I wrote my password for this blog...

 

*applause*

*applause still*

 

I'm so proud of my self of finding it... nyahahaha

 

*applause pa rin!!!*

 

(This is too much! nakakahiya na tlga i2!)

 

OKAY… to conclude this entry

 

Moral Lesson: "Pilitin nyong huwag magka Alzheimer disease"

 

 

another thing: I also have another blog, if you have time you can visit it...

here is the URL => www.lo-siento.blogspot.com

 

 

To Allister "Alli": I've been very busy studying Spanish last year and sorry I cant teach you Mandarin...although I'm half a Chinese, and looks like one, my family seldom speak Mandarin... its more of Chavacano because my Mom came from a Fil-Spanish clan in Bukidnon...Thanx anyway for the gift...

 

 

PAHABOL: I will not update this blog anymore, this will be my last entry... If you want to know more things about me visit my other blog... Hope to see your comments there... THANX!!!


Posted at 07:01 pm by zyrien
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Sunday, March 27, 2005
Help me out....

I'm feeling quite weak.

Will you comfort and forgive me?



This is a line from one of my favorite songs from Collective Soul. Right now, this is the perfect statement that can describe the mood I'm in right now. I'm feeling quite weak. I always try not to show it but I really do feel weak especially when it comes to emotions. May it be love, pride, self-consciousness, name it... I'm slow at it. Well, I'm still young, inexperienced, and I'm not perfect - I make mistakes and I'm sorry. Will you comfort and forgive me?


Naks, drama ba? Hahaha...

To the people I have offended and to those that I may offend in the future due to my stupidity and incapabilities, this one is for you.


Find this in the net, in a blog named stupidlout....
thanks to him (ung me may-ari nung blog),
I finally found the words that will express what Im feeling today.

Posted at 07:52 pm by zyrien
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Friday, February 25, 2005
Death of an innocent


 (Ei, s mga tg FBHS Rizalian 04 sure me n nkkrelate kyo s poem n i2. Mam Cheps? )




DEATH OF AN INNOCENT

I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet. 
 

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk," Mom,
And now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom....
I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn't think.

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.
 


Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?


" My corner, my opinion, my belief.. "
( parang A.P.C motto...)

When I first read this poem I felt that my heart shattered into pieces ( drama noh??? ).
Kidding aside this poem is really something...
With it's touching lines it can change your whole being ( drama tlaga!, best actress n b? )
Personally, because of this poem I made a vow not to be an alcoholic.
Of course it will be ridiculous if I will say that I will never try to drink alcohol...
I'm an occasional drinker ( if that is what they call it ) but despite of that I know my limitations.

So why I'm sharing this things to you? ( pake-alam nyo nga nmn db? )

Although I believe that everyone is entitled to there own opinion.
And we are different individuals that has there own beliefs.
Im hoping that "again" this poem ( like dont quit )  will be a great help
in changing your life's
point of view towards being an alcohol drinker ( lalo n pag nppadalas )...
 
-=zyrien=-

Posted at 05:31 pm by zyrien
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An Inspiration...



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This crest must be familiar to you...

Yes, you'e right .
It is the Philippine Military Academy or P.M.A. crest.


 

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Dont Quit
by anonymous

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest! if you must; but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up, though the pace seems slow;
You might succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup.
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.


 

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For almost 5 years this poem has been my inspiration.
It reminds me of those days where I experience the avalanche of problems.
And a dream that I think will never come true...


      To be a P.M.A'er is one of my "wildest" dream ( as if kaya ko?! ). But honestly, "KakaYanIN ko..." if ever I will be given a chance. Unfortunately there are lots of circumstances that I have to face before I will have the courage to pursue it. So much of that, I hope that you like the poem as much as I do. And it's simple line will also inpire you and from now on you will always remember the word "DON'T QUIT!"... (';')

Posted at 04:19 pm by zyrien
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