Pictures of You

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are
All I can feel

Remembering
You standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering
You running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go

Remembering
You fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering
You how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything

If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you

Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you

There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you

-The Cure

Food Trip!

Mas madalas naming gawin ang ganito dati. Pero di na masyado ngayon.....kasi nagtitipid kami......heheheh.... Ang totoong dahilan, kasi nagtatabaan na kami! Preno muna!

Parang di sya nag-eenjoy na kinukuhanan ng picture. Pero sa tingin ko may HD sya na maging model eh. Hehehe.

Project Hannah Din

I did not know until today that there is another Project Hannah out in the web. The other is a mission dedicated to women. They have a radio program on spirituality, i think. In the about page, this is the answer for the question:

Why the name Project Hannah?
In the Bible, 1 Samuel 1:1-28 recounts the story of a woman named Hannah, who was despised and considered a second-class citizen for something which was out of her control. She was childless, but Hannah longed for a son and prayed fervently and with hope. God answered her prayer with the birth of Samuel. Hannah dedicated her son to the Lord, and he became the greatest prophet of his time. Today, many "Hannahs" throughout the world also cry out to God in the midst of their suffering, and the women of Project Hannah desire to minister to them.

I really did not see the logic, but that's them. For me, I have my own Project Hannah with very simple reasons. "Project" because this is a project and "Hannah" because this is dedicated to a girl named Hannah. Yun na 'yon.

Nini

With a new hairstyle. Tinutukso ko sya na kamukha nya si Nini Jacinto. Hahaha

Twinkle

Sa 70's Bistro.

Home

I came back late and tired last night
Into my little room,
To the long chair and the firelight
And comfortable gloom.

But as I entered softly in
I saw a woman there,
The line of neck and cheek and chin,
The darkness of her hair,
The form of one I did not know
Sitting in my chair.

I stood a moment fierce and still,
Watching her neck and hair.
I made a step to her; and saw
That there was no one there.

It was some trick of the firelight
That made me see her there.
It was a chance of shade and light
And the cushion in the chair.

Oh, all you happy over the earth,
That night, how could I sleep?
I lay and watched the lonely gloom;
And watched the moonlight creep
From wall to basin, round the room,
All night I could not sleep.

Rupert Brooke

 

Hidden

If you place a fern
under a stone
the next day it will be
nearly invisible
as if the stone has
swallowed it.

If you tuck the name of a loved one
under your tongue too long
without speaking it
it becomes blood
sigh
the little sucked-in breath of air
hiding everywhere
beneath your words.

No one sees
the fuel that feeds you.

Naomi Shihab Nye 

I miss her so much

That's all I have to say. 

Shunget Days

A frown (or scowl) is a facial expression that is the opposite of a smile. It is demonstrated as an arc facing up, and is caused by movement of the lips and the areas around the mouth. Strangely, it seems that when one frowns for an actual cause (Instead of just doing it to "put on a show") the muscles around one's eyes contract, and the eyes appear to grow larger. It most commonly expresses sadness, dissatisfaction, anger, worry or pain.

-Wikipedia

The world goes up and the world goes down, And the sunshine follows the rain; And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown can never come over again.

-Charles Kingsley 

Sa Dagat

Ito ang pinakapaborito ko sa mga pictures nya sa Puerto Galera.

Dagat

Namamaybay
ang tubig sa paypay
ng hanging habagat
Dumadampi
sa umaasang pisngi
ng tabing-dagat

Dagat
na pagitan
ng ating pag-ibig
singlawak, singlayo, singlalim
Ngunit
sa isang panig
dagat ang nagsasanib
ng dalampasigan mo sa 'kin

Namamangka
ang aking diwa
sa nakalipas
Tumatawid
sa ibayong daigdig
ng ating bukas

Sa dagat ng pangako
sa laot ng pangarap
sa alon ng iyong mga halik

Dagat din ang luha
ng pusong naghihirap
naghihintay sa iyong pagbabalik...

-Gary Granada

 

Hannah@work

It's a photo of Hannah with a colleague (sorry I forgot the name). She took the camera with her at work and shot around. I particularly like this one because she radiates energy like the sun. 

Ikaw Ang Aking Mahal

Hinaharana si Hannah sa Cloud 9, Antipolo

Ang kanta:

Ikaw ang Aking Mahal

Itanong mo sa akin
Kung sino ang aking mahal?
Itanong mo sa akin
Sagot koy 'di magtatagal.

Ikaw lang ang aking mahal
Ang pag-ibig mo'y aking kailangan
Pag-ibig na walang hangganan
Ang aking tunay na nararamdaman.

Isa lang ang damdamin
Ikaw lang ang aking mahal
Maniwala ka sana
Sa aking walang iba

Ikaw lang ang aking mahal
Ang pag-ibig mo'y aking kailangan
Pag-ibig na walang hangganan
Ang aking tunay na nararamdaman.

-VST

they sprinkled moondust in your hair

Why do birds
Suddenly appear?
Everytime you are near
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you


Why do stars
Fall down from the sky?
Everytime you walk by
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you


On the day that you were born
The angels got together and decided
To create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moondust in your hair
Of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue



That is why all the boys in town
Follow you all around
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you

Just like me
They long to be
Close to you

Absence

I have scarcely left you
When you go in me, crystalline,
Or trembling,
Or uneasy, wounded by me
Or overwhelmed with love, as
when your eyes
Close upon the gift of life
That without cease I give you.

My love,
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.

But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
A rose.

-Pablo Neruda

I love her smile

I love her smile.
I love her ways.
I love to hear her laugh,
And the silly things she says and does.
She brings me great pleasure.
This is how I made her.
-- Psalm 139:17

I cannot believe this is from the Bible!

Windmills of Your Mind

Round
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that’s turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it’s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it’s own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half-forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it’s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along a shore
And leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of a song
Half-remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the colour of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Her Name is Hannah

* The name of Hannah creates a friendly, sociable, charming nature, but causes you to be too easily influenced by others.

* While you find it easy to meet and mix, and can appear agreeable and compromising in conversation, you can become unbending and forceful if pressed too far.

* Others learn that you cannot be told what to do and you seldom change your mind once it is made up.

* You prefer situations that allow a degree of independence, but are reluctant to take on a demanding work-load or responsibility.

* Although the name Hannah creates the urge to understand and help others, we stress that it causes a blunt expression that alienates others.

mula sa kabalarians.com

Girl

sa dencio's.

Girl

Is there anybody going to listen to my story
All about the girl who came to stay?
She's the kind of girl you want so much
It makes you sorry
Still you don't regret a single day.
Ah girl! Girl!

When I think of all the times I've tried so hard to leave her
She will turn to me and start to cry;
And she promises the earth to me
And I believe her
After all this time I don't know why.
Ah, girl! Girl!

She's the kind of girl who puts you down
When friends are there, you feel a fool.
When you say she's looking good
She acts as if it's understood.
She's cool, cool, cool, cool,
Girl! Girl! [Was she]

Was she told when she was young that pain
Would lead to pleasure?
Did she understand it when they said
That a man must break his back to earn
His day of leisure?
Will she still believe it when he's dead?
Ah girl! Girl! Girl!

-Beatles

Forever and a day...in the time of my life

Don't Go Away

Cold and frosty morning there's not a lot to say
About the things caught in my mind
And as the day was dawning my plane flew away
With all the things caught in my mind

I don't wanna be there when you're...
Coming down
I don't wanna be there when you hit the ground

So don't go away, say what you say
But say that you'll stay
Forever and a day...in the time of my life
Cos I need more time, yes I need more time
Just to make things right

Damn my situation and the games I have to play
With all the things caught in my mind
Damn my education I can't find the words to say
About the things caught in my mind

I don't wanna be there when you're...
Coming down
I don't wanna be there when you hit the ground

So don't go away, say what you say
But say that you'll stay
Forever and a day...in the time of my life
Cos I need more time, yes I need more time
Just to make things right

Me and you what's going on?
All we seem to know is how to show
The feelings that are wrong

So don't go away, say what you say
But say that you'll stay
Forever and a day...in the time of my life
Cos I need more time, yes I need more time
Just to make things right

Don't go away, say what you say
But say that you'll stay
Forever and a day...in the time of my life
Cos I need more time, yes I need more time
Just to make things right
Yes I need more time just to make things right
Yes I need more time just to make things right

So Don't Go Away

-Oasis

partida may sakit

partida may sakit,
ngiting o kay lupit!

with silent lips, sad and tremulous

ONCE I pass'd through a populous city, imprinting my brain, for
future use, with its shows, architecture, customs, and
traditions;
Yet now, of all that city, I remember only a woman I casually met
there, who detain'd me for love of me;
Day by day and night by night we were together,--All else has long
been forgotten by me;
I remember, I say, only that woman who passionately clung to me;
Again we wander--we love--we separate again;
Again she holds me by the hand--I must not go!
I see her close beside me, with silent lips, sad and tremulous.

-Walt Whitman

I'm a spy in the garden of love

parang.....parang may isang anghel sa aking labi.... Na nakalutang sa ulap at nangingiliti.... Kung ang alat at asim ay magiging katulad ng hain ni inay.... Suspetsa ko buong mundoy, magiging mapayapa, at masaya.....

Sa Sizzlers Glorietta. Kung saan may pinakamasarap na sinigang.

Blue Sunday Girl

I found my own true love was on a Blue Sunday.
She looked at me and told me
I was the only one in the world;
Now I have found my girl.

My girl awaits for me in tender time.
My girl is mine,
She is the world,
She is my girl.

Blue Sunday - The Doors

somewhere i have never travelled

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 skilfully, 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 it 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

-- e. e. cummings