Wicked thoughts before retreating

Probably a bad idea
but the possibility is daunting -
never could resist
challenges,
'specially those
that may have lasting aftereffects:
severe consequences
or the probability of damages
just seem to
work like trophies
and fresh bouquets.

Ha-ha.

You look like you.
All dune and juniper branches.

You look like you.
I look like me.

And I walk past the Tombolo.
All the scratches in my history
I carry with me.
But here, there is no more familiarity.
Just the wistful terse bond
of strangers.

I take whatever is given me.

I was there, wasn't I? I still am here, am I not?

If I'm needed, I go. I sit and listen and talk. I use the time you give me.

I become. I am there.

If I need, your time is not mine to ask for. Not even an hour. Minutes.

Just. What used to be.

Just. One.


And all is just in my head.

TAXonomy... err... taxation

I read 78 pages worth of Tax Infos today - a far cry from my usual 15-pages/day-cause-I'm-so-sluggish quota. Didn't quite hit my projected 100page goal but that's gotta count for something.

Oh, and I watched Mulan, Stormbreaker, The Game Plan, and Catch and Release. Lovely.

It wasn't all sunshine, though. I slept around 5pm to 7pm. I woke up dead scared. It was the nightmare. If I remember correctly, I had a similar bad dream when I was in a somewhat like situation. And thereafter, I got really scared of sleeping alone. BMaybe it's one of my withdrawal symptoms. I used to cope by sleeping over at my friends' apartment. Now, I decided to just jump off the bed, check the room to see if any of the things that happened (or appeared) in the dream were true, turn on the tv (and, which, only bothered me more earlier since the movie channels were all showing horror flicks), and go downstairs to have dinner. I ate in silence and gobbled up some dark chocolate for good measure. Voila! I wasn't scared anymore.

Withdrawing... withdrawing... withdrawn.

Thinking of you

I put my ipod on shuffle this morning, turned on the speakers and proceeded to have breakfast. Thinking of you.

I was catapulted into a contemplative stupor. Then another song I didn't want to hear came on. Just the strings. No words. Purely instrumental. But that other song, still. The odds.

I turned the ipod off, turned my laptop on, logged into imeem, and played a random song. I left it on and went to take a shower. Of course when the song I had chosen finished, imeem automatically chose another song to play. Thinking of you.

With shampoo on my hair and soap in my eyes, what could I do but shower and listen.

Good thing that when I finished, imeem was already playing something by Paramore.

I dressed up, turned my laptop off, got into the car, and turned the radio on. Thinking of you. WTF. And I mean, "What The (FRIGGIN') F*CK is wrong with the world today?

On the way home, I had the same story. No, it didn't play when I got into my car while still in the parking lot. But about 2 minutes away from my house, it did. I forced myself to listen.

Nobody would be thinking of me, I'm sure.

Katy Perry, I refuse to like your song.

Random Musings: Princess vs. Angel

So I ask: what'd be better, to be someone's "princess" or someone's "angel"?

Princess: "More precious." - from a source
Angel: "Angel? Why angel?" - from the same source

Princess -
Denotes a recipient of such tender care; someone a person would give the world to. Ships will be launched for a princess. Mountains will be moved. The best and most expensive flowers will be given to her. Knights, dukes, princes from all over the world will go high and low for her hand. The sight of her turns even the toughest men to putty. She need not raise her hand: others will do things for her.
She is that lady you open the car door for, that lady whose head you'd shield from the rain with your new trench coat. She is that special person you will proudly bring to a ball, with her hand resting ever so gently on your arm. She is that one woman you would give your whole heart and life to, without any hesitations nor questions.
Someone will take care of his princess. He'll love her so much and give her everything she wants, needs. He'll give her everything he can and so much more. He'll give her the world. Hell, he'll make her another world if she asks him to. The princess is the world. Sometimes, she weighs more than the world. When a man stands next to her, he'd feel so special and so proud. A princess would always treat her man royally, so much so that he'd feel like the most powerful human being to ever walk the planet, all because she'd look at him with those big, adoring eyes. He'd be happy with his princess by his side. And there'd be nothing else for him to ever wish for.


Angel -
Denotes a giver of light, blessings, and saving graces; someone who would give you the world. An angel guards you, guides you, and saves you from every peril imaginable. She would take a bullet for you, even if the bullet was aimed at your own stupidity. An angel will stand by and watch as knights, dukes, and princes from all over the world fight against each other for a princess' hand. Her heart will break while watching her dear knight, duke, or prince fight to his death for the princess' heart. But she would not stand between her man and the man's victory. She would support him every step of the way, listen to his cries of anguish and, finally, of victory.
She is that woman who will patiently wait for you whenever you're ready. Sometimes she'd wonder if you'd ever going to be ready, but still, she doesn't stop waiting. She is that woman who understands that you cannot bring her to fancy places. She silently wishes to be the princess, but she takes whatever is given to her. She knows her place, and tries to be content with it, if not at least try to remember that fact always.
She'll take care of her man, even if he is not hers or even if he never will be hers. She'll protect him and his world. Her tears will be worth more than all the planets combined but she'll bear them alone. For her, the world is complete, just as long as her knight, duke, or prince is happy. She'll be happy knowing that there would be nothing else that her man could ever wish for.