got.. to.. keep.. moving..

Still hadn't finished my report, I'm not even half way to it. Can't seem to find the enthusiasm to finish my report. Not counting the distractions and all. Hahayz.. I have to finish it tonight. I will treat myself to movie marathons tomorrow if I finish all my reports to all my students tonight. What else could motivate me? Hhmmm...

music and the rain

This song is being played in my windows media player right now while it is pouring outside. Nice isn't it.

Pagmasdan ang ulan,
Unti-unting pumapatak sa mga halama't mga bulaklak
Pagmasdan ang dilim,
Unti-unting bumabalot sa buong paligid t'wing umuulan

Kasabay ng ulan bumubuhos ang 'yong ganda,
Kasabay rin ng hanging kumakanta

Maari bang huwag ka na
Sa piling ko'y lumisan pa hanggang ang hangi't ula'y tumila na

Buhos na ulan, aking mundo'y lunuring tuluyan
Tulad ng pag-agos mo,
'Di mapipigil ang puso kong nagliliyab
Pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw,
Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa
Tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka

Pagmasdan ang ulan,
Unti-unting tumitila
Ikaw ri'y magpapaalam na
Maari bang minsan pa, mahagkan ka't maiduyan pa
Sakbibi ka't ulan lamang ang saksi

Minsan pa ulan bumuhos ka't h'wag nang tumigil pa
Hatid mo ma'y bagyo, dalangin ito ng puso kong sumasamo
Pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw,
Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa
Tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka
(Oooohhh)

Maari bang minsan pa, mahagkan ka't maiduyan pa
Sakbibi ka't ulan lamang ang saksi

Buhos na ulan, aking mundo'y lunuring tuluyan
Tulad ng pag-agos mo,
'Di mapipigil ang puso kong nagliliyab
Pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw,
Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa
Tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka

Minsan pa ulan bumuhos ka't h'wag nang tumigil pa
Hatid mo ma'y bagyo, dalangin ito ng puso kong sumasamo
Pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw,
Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa
Tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka

Haha.. Sweet..

rain, oh rain

The sound of the raindrops on our roof..

The sound of the raindrops on the ground..

The sound of the raindrops on it splashes..

.. is refreshing and soothing.

A sound of relief to my ears.

A sweet music to my soul.

boring, lazy night

Soundtrip again. This time, it's Eraserheads' songs on my playlist.

Nothing beats pinoy rock, still. Hehe.. Patriotic??


- alapaap
- fill her
- fruitcake
- harana
- hard to believe
- huling el bimbo
- huwag mo nang itanong
- kailan
- kaliwete
- ligaya
- magasin
- maling akala
- minsan
- overdrive
- para sa masa
- pare ko
- poor man's grave
- sembreak
- superproxy
- tindahan ni aling nena
- torpedo
- toyang
- trip to jerusalem
- tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka
- waiting for the bus
- with a smile


Yups.. That's my list this time. Don't really mind if I could sing with some of the songs or not. I don't really mind. I just miss hearing their songs, singing to it, jamming with it, moving my head to the beat. Its seldom played on the radio these days.

manila girl - put3ska

Why do I like this song?
Why does this song always wants me to move my feet and dance with it?
What's with this song that relieves my stress?

Is it because of its lyrics?
The ska?
The rhythm of its bass guitar?

Aahhh.. I don't really know. I just like this song. Try listening to it.

random lines

"If anybody knew the real me, they wouldn't want me around."
"It's never too late to be washed clean, no matter what choices we've made in the past."
"I gave up before giving it my all."

* * * * *

When no one else knows how I feel
Your love for me is proven real
When no one else cares where I've been
You run to me with outstretched hands
And You hold me in Your arms
Again
(no one else knows, building 429)

blog problem

So I thought my computer or my connection had a problem when I tried several times to access my other blog. I've learned from friends that they too can't open their wordpress accounts. Waahh.. What's wrong with our blogs? The only wordpress site I've opened was the latest made, youngthoughts and it was A-okay, but it carries an .org and not .com. Hahayz..

Hope it'll be okay soon. Can't wait to open my account and bloghop to my friends account and read their latest entries.

Ivy and Xyck, part 2

Imagine what would their world be when at their young age, they'd give malice to their actions and teasing.

Ivy and Xyck paired off once again and even sat beside each other. Xyck helped Ivy on their worksheets. At singing time, they grabbed each other in pairs. Once, Xyck even got angry when Dayne grabbed Ivy on one of their pairings.

Haha.. I guess its just me and my co-teacher who tinted their actions with malice.

When you see them, who wouldn't anyway when they were so sweet. Xyck opened Ivy's snack. He embraced Ivy to make sure no one grabbed her. And some.

Nah.. Its just us musing at their actions in class.

MJ's

"I just wanted to say, ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine.

And I just wanted to say I love him - so much."



- Paris Katherine Jackson



Michael Jackson was a DADDY to his children.
King of Pop to his fans, the music industry and the world.

now its Ivy and Xyck

Freya (Ivy's friend): Teacher, I am no longer friend with Ivy.

Luchi: Ivy has a new friend already in Xyck. He hugged her a while ago. Ewww..


Haha.. These kids.

H for horse

The preschooler's letter to be learned today is H. Teacher got a horse as an example and asked a student the sound of the horse.

BJ: Rrrrrrraaaaaawwwwwrrrrrr!!!!!!! (with hand claws action)

i was worse

I had a migraine attack this morning and my sinusitis hurt as well. After my afternoon class, I asked permission to go home early to rest. But instead, after changing clothes, I grabbed my food and sat in front of this computer. Hehe..

And so I thought I was doing worse, abusing my physical body.

But.. But.. Chatted with a friend who only had biscuit and iced tea for lunch. Afterwards, she slept on their kitchen due to weariness. Hehe..

At least she had her longed wanted sleep or nap, even if its in their kitchen.

I do forget to pamper and take care of myself, not sometimes, but at all times.

i think i need an ice cream, of my favorite flavor.. ^ ^

We all do have emo moments and its not really, really an emo moment.

Just the lonely side of us, if not depressed side, surfacing and wanting to be recognized.

So it won't grow silently inside of us.