"I'm not sure if a mental relationship with a woman doesn't make it impossible to love her. To know the mind of a woman is to end in hating her. Love means the precognitive flow... it is the honest state before the apple. "

 -D.H Lawrence

DNA Isolation Met Ma'am P. for Reporting Again
Then 129 Square had Owning Chaos Knight and Martyr Sven
Went to Eastwood T. Boy Movie Starbucks Mcdo                              
Saturday in a nutshell. Bang Bang. Eastwood Boy nanaman ako.

 Upon my shoulder rest, my life, my love, my soul 
        Give unto me your trust, and close your eyes to sleep 
 Let me guard as you're away on the paradise      
   Upon which island you find that of what you wish   

       Oh, my love, do thou know how much I fear for thee
        How I wish the best would come to you who deserve
All what I cannot give, so I give up my life          
Upon thy command, I shall bleed happy to die    

My deepest concern, is that of you are with me  
I fear I am a bastard, not rightful for you           
 But as long as you're here, I'll fight my very self  
  To be who you want me to be, even someone...  

 Not me.                                                                 

    I didn't write that. Bestfriend B wrote that. Ahaha by best friend B I mean boy coz' I have one of each gender! Hmm wait I have more than 1 girl best friend... Peace Raph! ahaha Pfft basta Oliver wrote that! Hi Ver! ahahaha I can't any good poems written by me dun sa website so poem mo nalang ahahaha. Farstrider out.

she is my seatmate
but i want to see,   
if she just sees,      
a seatmate in me.   

    An except from a poem I wrote WAY back in highschool haha the rest of the poem sucked so nahiya nako ipost dito. :p I was browzing through this website where I used to submit all my poems under varying names sayang namatay na ata moderator nung website wala paring updates hanggang ngayon... Dati whenever I felt like writing a poem I would just e-mail it straight to the guy in charge of the website and hope to see it next week on his poetry page if it made the grade...     

     I was so stupid I didn't even make copies of my poems for myself.. I think I sent 10+ poems to that website before it became inactive I guess the mod never got to read them they were my best poems I think. Argh all my poetry gone forever... Well not all of it, the crappy ones are still there. ahahaha

    Oh well no use crying over spilled milk I guess. Argh raming kelangan I cram tomorrow. Hello blog.  Farstrider out.

     Some people don't want the truth.

   coming soon

     Oh yes it happened again.

     Oh no it happened again.

   Define friend. I want to see if our definitions match. Nah, didn't think so.