Gravity by Sara Bareilles

Something always brings me back to you.

It never takes too long.

No matter what I say or do
I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.

You keep me without chains.

I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

[CHORUS]:

Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.

Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.

But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.

When I thought that I was strong.

But you touch me for a little while
And all my fragile strength is gone.

[back to CHORUS]

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see
That you're everything I think I need here on the ground.

But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.

The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down

YOU’RE KEEPING ME DOWN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You're on to me, on to me, and all over...

Something always brings me back to you.

It never takes too long.

Is it really worth it?

A friend from a social networking site posted this on his wall:

"Save the night. Save the day.

Save your love, come what may.

Love is worth everything we pay."

Is it really worth it, though? Is love worth everything we pay?

Every year, my family celebrates Thanksgiving by preparing a lavish meal on the Saturday following the actual Thanksgiving day. This year, it was tonight.

A few days ago, my stepmom told me that she invited The X over to join us for our annual Thanksgiving Dinner. I said yes. Heck! I'm good to go. I'm still in the process of moving on, but I was sure that I could handle it.

Tonight I got to see him again. Tonight I got to spend time with him again. Tonight... tonight he managed to shatter me to pieces again.

I've spent 5 months of trying to recuperate from the crash. I've spent 5 months trying to move on. I've spent 5 grueling months forcing myself to believe that I'm fine and that I'll be okay...

...and it took him 2 lazy hours to have me disillusioned once more.

Is it still worth it? Is love still worth everything we pay?

I pay with tears. I pay with sadness. I pay with grievances. I pay with pain.

I DESERVE TO BE HAPPY.

Is it, now, still worth it?

Yesteryear

If tonight

were a night

from yesteryear

I know

I would be home

nestled in your embrace.

But tonight

is not

from yesteryear

so I search

the night

for anything

that could

Fill

the void.

History Repeats Itself

"History repeats itself" was, and is, something that is common for a lot of people.

They fail to realize (as I have only realized now) that 'history' repeating itself may be someone's story from way back when, and now it is yours, too, to share.

Read on.



...fuck

learn.

learn.

learn to say goodbye.

learn to accept that it is not because it was not meant to be.

he just doesn't want it. want you.

the small slices at the heart-core, that eats away at your vitality.

would one stab be more merciful?

...fuck.



*Taken from the blogs of Noir Kohl

Abril

ya es abril... y creo que debíamos volar los papalotes...

pero está muerto el viento...

se trae el viento nuestros sueños.

sin embargo ya no soñamos.

¡alás!

está muerto el viento.

y ya no podemos volar los papalotes.



*tomado directamente de los blogs de Noir Kohl

Choosy? I think not!

Why is it so damn difficult to find someone worthy of me?

Yes, yes. That did sound a tad bit too... egotistic... I suppose a bit more humility would do me well. Nonetheless, the fact still remains that most of the boys who find me interesting are... well... "sub-standard".

Is it too much to ask for someone who has good English communication skills (Spanish preferred, to be honest, but we could start with English)? Is it too much to ask for someone who is at least 5'9" in height? Is it too much to ask for someone who is musically inclined (not to mention someone who is, as well, enchanted by the stage)? Is it too much to ask for someone who... oh well... yeah... asking for someone who drives (and actually owns his own car) is too much to ask for... BUT STILL! haha! Is it too much to ask for someone who has a physique that is not as titanic as mine? Is it too much to ask for someone who will treat me like a princess?

Ok. So maybe I have been asking for someone too close to perfect (in my reality, at least), but I still don't think I'm going over-board. I mean, all of us have our ideal partners in mind, yes? I am simply asking for what's ideal to me.

I think we all deserve to be happy. I think we all deserve to get who and what we want (and I mean "who and what" in terms of the internal and external factor/s).

I'm not being xhoosy. I'm simply looking for the man who I believe deserves to have the best of me.

Coat of Arms: Bordered 4-Quadrant Shield, Crest, Supporters

You know how you get those days when you're simply out-of-sync, like you're whole body is going haywire? Well, I got one of those days last Thursday.

I was sick and I absolutely did not want to work. So, I spent my whole shift talking to colleagues. I just unveiled, however, that one of my "sisters" from work, Sol Invictus, is a geek! No wonder I loved speaking with him.

By some freak of nature, our conversations flowed from one topic to another, and then we landed on the topic of having Coats of Arms.

Have you ever imagined yourself being one of the royalties wearing your own emblem, your own symbol, your own insignia? Have you ever thought of having much more than your written signature as a way to "sign your name"?

I have, and I have always wanted to bring my family's crest wherever I go. Unfortunately, I could not find any available crests/Coats of Arms from any of my families, save for my middle name, Pereyra; but the one that I found in the Internet is not a genuine crest.

I was very happy to know that Sol Invictus was more than willing to "create" my very own Coat of Arms. We researched on a whole load of information about my family, but mostly, we only needed to translate what my names meant. As all of my names are of Spanish lineage, we had no troubles getting their meanings.

The picture above is a rough draft of what my "invented" coat of arms would look like when Sol Invictus finishes drawing it. A lot of things will still change: the pillars, the colors, the shield itself. Nonetheless, here's a preview of what it should look like, and below are the meanings of each symbol you see above (disclaimer: The Rules of Heraldry is a tedious topic to learn, much more to discuss. The "terminologies" you will see below are my own definition of what the symbols/pieces are in accordance to how I understood the rules. They are not to be taken as the actual terminology used in Heraldry):

1. Coat of Arms: 4 Quadrants - My invented Coat of Arms would have the four (4) quadrants, showing my lineage (from top to bottom, left to right): Santos-Nopuente-Pereyra-Zialcita.




2. Crest: The Mythical Phoenix - I have always been enamored to the immortal bird of flame. I would love to think that, like the phoenix, I never die. Although there are trials that come my way, I may falter, I may bleed, but never will I die. As the phoenix rises from the ashes, so shall I always be reborn to a better version of me.




3. Supporters: The Grecian Influence - To the left, you have the Greek god of music, Apollo, with his Golden Lyre. To the right, you have the Greek muse of music and lyric poetry, Euterpe. Both the god and the muse are facing outward to signify my longing for my music to be heard.




4. Border: The Sampaguita - This species of the Jasmine flower is the national flower of the Philippines. This is to symbolize my nationality, a Filipino. Although my lineage is mainly Spanish, the border of Sampaguita encompasses all lines as a whole shield. I may be Spanish by lineage and blood, but I am a Filipino by all intents and purposes.

My Coat of Arms is not yet complete, and I am looking forward to seeing the revised version soon. I would just like to note that this is an invented design. This is not registered, and this is not official.

If you wish to have yours made, you may want to get in touch with the College of Arms in your country. The most-probably-accurate College of Arms that the Philippines would have would have to be in Spain, Castille and/or León (I think). I am not very sure of my information, but you are more than welcome to research on it. Don't be shy to share whatever findings you may have!

I am thrilled to have this design soon! I have great respect and adoration for the artistic capabilities of Sol Invictus, and I am very thankful to him for helping me make this dream a reality!






Sang'gre Ashte Sol Invictus: ¡Muchísimas gracias por todo!

Cathartic Release

AWWWWWWFFFFUUUCCCKKIIITTTT!!!

I have nothing more to say. I'm just... venting. :)

Bakit Pa by Jessa Zaragoza

Ok... So a friend of mine came up with a great idea of putting songs up on YouTube, covering famous songs by different artists. Here's the twist though: the songs will be sung in Gay Lingo! LOL!

First song:

Bakit Pa by Jessa Zaragoza

Verse:
Parang wit ko yata keri
Pag sa buhay kez waley ketch
Aneklur ang shog-ibig kung
Heart kez ay solo flight?
Cynthiang aking kokyowagin?
Cythinang aking sa-sightsung-in?
Sinekwabum magshushuno
Sa'king pag kokrombing?


Chorus:
Borket ka pa na-sightsung,
More more pang get-to-know-you,
Kung ang kyuso kez ay jijiwan mo lang at shoshoktan?
Kung s'ya ay more more sa'kin,
More more crayola ever,
Keri lang, itey ay keribumchi.

(repeat verse, repeat chorus, interlude)

Kung s'ya ay more more sa'kin,
More more crayola ever,
Keri lang, itey ay keribumchi.

Borket ka pa na-sightsung,
More more pang get-to-know-you,
Kung ang kyuso kez ay jijiwan mo lang at shoshoktan?
Kung s'ya ay more more sa'kin,
More more crayola ever,
Keri lang, itey ay keribumchi.
(repeat)

Keri, itey ay keribumchi.