Oh well, if you’re affected by my posts, then this must mean it is true…
See what’s the worth of my useless fiction writings… haha
http://fictionpress.com/~garette
Nasirang Pangako
Nasaan na ang pag-ibig na pinangako mo?
Bakit tila ang pag-ibig mo'y naglaho?
Na parang mundo ko'y biglang nagbago
Nang sinabi mo, "tigilan na natin 'to"
Ako'y Lumuha, lumuha ng sobra-sobra
Labis akong nalungkot ng nawala ka
Ngayon, tuwing may kasama kang iba
Hindi ko mapigilan na mapaluha...
Sobra akong nasaktan sa'yong ginawa
Pagmamahal ko ay iyong binalewala
Na para bang pinagsawaan mo na
Ang pag-iibigan nating dalawa
Bakit ba ako ay iyong iniwan?
Alam mo bang labis akong nasaktan?
Bakit mo nagawa sa akin ito?
Kinalimot ang iyong pangako...
Mahal ko siya
Kaysarap ng ating pagtitinginan
Na parang matagal nang nagmamahalan
Sa tuwing kikislap ang iyong mata
Hindi ko mapigilang maging masaya
Hindi ko maisip kung bakit ganito
Nahihirapan akong sabihin sa iyo
Mga katagang "ikaw ay mahal ko"
Pagkat baka ako ay iwasan mo
Paano ba masasabi sa ito sa iyo
Itong nilalaman ng aking puso
Ayoko rin na ikaw ay lumayo
Sadyang kayhirap sabihin nito
Mahal ko siya, paano na yaon?
Ang itinanong sa aking sarili
Ngunit kailangan na sabihin ngayon
Baka ako ay magsisi rin sa huli
Ngunit tuwing nakikita siya
Lagi nalang nauunahan ng kaba
Paano niya malalamang mahal ko siya
Kung iniiwas ko ang sarili sa kanya
Mahal ko siya, sasabihin ko na
Baka ako'y maunahan pa ng iba
Malay mo, may pagtingin din siya
Ngunit tulad ko, nauunahan ng hiya
Notes: this goes to my Bez, Michael, astig ka 'tol! Kaya mo yan! Aja!
Got this one from email, thought I should share this:
Why students always fail in exams...
It's not the fault of the student if he fails, because the year has ONLY 365' days.
Typical academic year for a student.
1. Sundays-52,Sundays in a year, you know Sundays are for rest. Days left 313.
2. Summer holidays-50 where weather is very hot and difficult to study. Days left 263.
3. 8 hours daily sleep-means 130 days. Days left 141.
4. 1 hour for daily playing-(good for health) means 15 days. Days left 126.
5. 2 hours daily for food & other delicacies (chew properly & eat)-means 30days. Days left 96.
6. 1 hour for talking (man is a social animal)-means 15 days. Days left 81.
7. Exam days per year at least 35 days. Days left 46.
8. Quarterly, Half yearly and festival (holidays)-40 days. Balance 6 days.
9. For sickness at least 3 days. Remaining days 3.
10. Movies and functions at least 2 days. 1 day left.
11. That 1 day is your birthday. "How can you study at that day?" Balance days 0
How can a student pass ?????
Your Love
I am a girl filled with different things
stuff that I normally hide from others
but why can't I hide this single feeling?
which I think might just get worse...
I try to deny these love that I feel
But I just can't whenever you're near
This problem that's so hard to deal
is now filling me up with fear...
How can you notice someone like me?
How can I tell that it's destiny?
Why are you blind enough to see
That you're love completes me...
Haunted by the dream she had for years, her life had never been the same... She wished that someday she'll see that person
again...
Hello...
Hello...
Hello... are you still there?
She opened her eyes, she was suddenly brought back to reality by the voice of her friend.
"Garette, What are you thinking? What's gotten into you? It seems like you're not listening to me" Her friend said, her eyes
drifting far away from her and into the hallways of their school, she walks hazily as if walking in the moonlight, she bumped
into someone... her belongings just felt out of her hands.
"Sorry" was all that she heard... The guy was in a hurry... she turned back but he was already gone
That man, I know him...
The man in my dream...
The man I've waited for so long...
She rushed along the corridors, ignoring her friends and even her belongings. When she arrived at the exit, she saw the guy
from her dream... she ran towards him...
"It's you..." She smiled at the confused looking guy and without warning, gave him a kiss...
"Are you alright?!" Asked the guy, he touched her face as tears welled up her eyes.
"I know we're friends, but, but I just can't deny that I'm falling for you" She confessed, she gave him a hug. The guy was
still in shock but he appreciated the thoughtfulness of her friend... he hugged her back, he then took something from his
pocket, a necklace with a heart pendant.
"I've seen you in my dream too..." he gave her a kiss "I've seen you wearing this" he then put the necklace to her... "I
guess dreams do come true, don't they?"
*hums a happy melody*
Wala lang akong magawa... wala lang, fictional lang po yan...
"I don't want this over"
How can you let go of that someone?
When you still love him so dearly?
How can you fathom him gone
When he is always the one you see...
You looked back and found him there
you bowed down, you don't wanna stare
you then cried saying it's unfair
then you run away, you just can't bear
He followed you, grabbed your arm
He hugged you tight and never let go
You felt safe, out of any harm
but then you struggled, like a foe
He looked you in the eyes and smiled
as if nothing between you happened
You felt his touch, gentle and mild
he then pulls out a hanky to lend
he then said "I don't want this over"
you then wish it would last forever
you wished that he would leave you never
and live the rest of your lives together
Why Cedric should be the REAL Hogwarts Champion
We Hufflepuffs are not cursing Harry Potter for this but we stand by that Cedric Diggory should be the real Hogwarts Champion for these following reasons:
He is a Seventh Year Student
He is a 17 year old, thus he is accepted in the given ageline of the Goblet.
He entered his name by himself
Unlike Harry who was entered in the Goblet of Fire by Bagman.
He finished the last task first
And if Harry wasn't there, there wouldn't be a Voldemort, so if he didn't enter the Triwizard Tournament, Cedric could have lived and work for the ministry or something.
And, he's the real Champion, Hogwarts supported.
cross posted to http://hufflepuff.pinoyharrypotter.org
As a proud badger, I promise to be loyal
By the name of Helga Hufflepuff,
I will try to be hardworking
I'll try to help bring home the house cup
Badgers should be unafraid of toil
We are badgers, this is our vow
This is our pledge to Hogwarts
'coz we're the Huffs, come hear us now
I will remember Cedric Diggory
And all the things he has done
I'll try to be just and patient
I promise to be the best student
cross posted to http://hufflepuff.pinoyharrypotter.org
A Lover at court
The angels may wonder why
why I'm used to getting hurt for love
they may argue, they may sigh
as they sing songs from above
the devils may smirk and laugh
on my pains and sorrows
hurts more than a cut in half
or aimed by countless arrows
just then, God asked me
"How much do you love him?"
I stopped and thought of it
"I love him more than it may seem"
I've heard the angels whispering
like the juries in court
as God kept on asking
"You love him, even if you're always hurt?"
I nodded a weak yes
thinking it might be best
not to explain and try to rest
but His questions seems endless
"Would you die for him?" He wondered
"Yes" I answered as I stepped forward
I am unsure if he ever heard
My breath now was shallow and hard
I once again stepped forward
and then tried asking
"Am I in trial my God?"
He was then startled, beaming
"My child, I ask you all these"
he continued "because I care..."
"...if he loves you, you'll be his..."
"...but will he still be there?"
I am shocked at the statement
the one I love will be taken away
But no matter how I beg and lament
I can't really make YOU stay
I cried but what could I do?
It's God's will, something I can't undo
I've loved you every single day
but why does He have to take you away?
Is this a trial I should overcome?
Is this a challenge on how strong my love is?
Because I'll love You, I'm so guilty
Rain keeps pouring as I left the jury
and then I wonder, do angels cry?
God whispered to me why...
"You love him my child, but I'm sorry..."
"...He'll be with me don't worry"
Tell Me
Tell me where I should begin
and I'll tell you how to end
Tell me if this is a mortal sin
to love my own best friend
Tell me where to start
so I can tell all this crap
would you break my heart?
let me know when to stop
Tell me if I can restrain
this feeling I'm hiding
because there's too much pain
boy, you're my everything
Please tell me what you feel
I'll try to understand your side
do you love me for real?
or have you just lied?
Tell me to runaway from you
I won't argue, I won't complain
and this, I will gladly do
even if there's too much pain
Notes: These are the questions I wanna ask Ron but I don't want to... seems that it would be no use at all since he loves Khaye.
Nang Nagmahal at Lumuha ka
Nagmahal ka, di lang para sumaya
nagmahal ka, dahil sa kanya
nagmahal ka, dahil gusto mo ito madama
nagmahal ka, dahil alam mo ito ang tama
Napaisip ka, mahal ka pa ba niya
napaisip ka, ngayon puno ng kaba
napaisip ka, "Iwan kaya niya ako?"
napaisip ka, habang lumuluha ang 'yong puso
Nadama mo, minahal ka rin niya
nadama mo, ngayong linoloko ka na
nadama mo, mahirap pala siya pakawalan
nadama mo, ang pamamaalam na di inaasahan
Iniyakan mo, iyong inisip ang mga nakaraan
iniyakan mo, na para bang wala nang bukas
iniyakan mo, ang pagibig na akala'y walang hanggan
iniyakan mo, dahil alam mong iyon na ang wakas.
Note: I am actually feeling that stuff at the moment so that's so true for me right now.
testing...
I'll erase my Tabulas account, this will now be my Poetry site...
This is the first ever artwork I've made out of Photoshop. I don't know how to use the texture, blending, shading, lighting, etc. of pics so I've decided to play with the brushes...
It's my current desktop background...
Who I Am_
[[princess]]
Garette, loves Ron♥, aka Hua Ze Mei, aka Princess Yui18, Mirë Isil, couch potato, kapuso, bitch,
net addict, multi-tasker, newmaria, photo addict, social outcast(huh?),
html semi-literate, Heavenly Demonic.
Born June 16 '88. She is a High School College Student-slash-Hufflepuff Prefect,
a text addict, and a Potterhead.
She can be very
delusional at times and thinks that she should be worshipped.
She is fiercely loyal in playing StarCraft, Diablo, Battle Realms, Warcraft and
Red Alert.
Friends have described her as a walking contradiction. "aanga-anga",
hopeless romantic, boring, nerdy but cool... Ron thinks she is a psychotic pervert... Others just see her as weird. But whatever they say and whatever they think, she believes
that good karma exist despite her Catholic-Wiccan attitude. She was raised in a
rather proper household, but has mysteriously forgotten how to walk, talk, and
act like a sophisticated lady. It is interesting to note that this may have been
brought about by the influence of books..
Her family is still trying to figure out if that is why she a) is very secretive, b)
psycho, or c) both.
[[likes]]
She loves sweets, anime, going online, comics, writing, goth, Adobe Photoshop, strawberry, cream,
blogging, LoTR, taking walks on moonlit nights, vanilla, tea,
Star Wars, being alone.
[[hates]]
She does not like a lot of heavy metal and punk, but she is slowly
conforming and has apparently started listening to death metal and remains an
avid hater of rnb and rap - although she will readily admit that she went through a
boyband phase. She will never think of Avril Lavigne as a true rocker chick and
she thinks Ashlee Simpson is another rocker wannabe. AND YET I'M USING HER IMAGE AS A LAYEE, PATHETIC RIGHT?
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