Inside your universe.

School works-- horrendous monsters that would eventually wallow me alive. School works. Oo naman marami ako niyan, it’s just that I have this certain attitude of controlling everything. How do I do so? Simple. CRAM.

Believe me; if I weren’t such an immense procrastinator, I wouldn’t be here typing these stuffs. =))

Well anyway, I was wondering lately why I’m always looking back to my old blog posts—Multiply blog, Friendster blog, Blogspot blog—I know, ang dami! =))


I don’t really know why I have these outlets, well (i) I use Multiply blog if I want to post stuffs that I could track those who would read and respond to it. (ii) I use Friendster blog if I want to post something sensible that has been playing around my mind (iii) I use Blogspot if I want to share real-life stories or vent my emotions and most of the time, utter my senseless thoughts.

Like this post? Naaah. :P maybe.

Oh well, papel.
Going back to those horrendous monsters, I find it tiring and exhausting, really. Although I’m not working my a** off for it, I mean, I just feel a little reluctant whenever I try to focus on accomplishing these pending tasks. I have no cell phone for a week now, and yes, I’ve been hell miserable without it. Cell phones are truly not a necessity, but now, I don’t think that even works for us. Cell phones have become a necessity, and thus, I am truly going to lose my sanity, konti na lang, I’m half-alive.

Huhuhu :((.

Wala lang. gusto ko lang mag-sayang ng oras dito. Salamat kung binasa mo. =)


I came accross this song kanina lang, i love it na. :) the song lang ah.



Your Universe
By Rico Blanco

Tell me something
When the rain falls on your face
How do you quickly replace
It with
A golden summer smile?
Tell me something
When i'm feelin' tired and afraid
How do you know just what to say
To make
Everything alright?

Chorus:
I don't think that you even realize
The joy you make me feel when i'm inside
Your universe
You hold me like i'm the one who's precious
I hate to break it to you but its just
The other way around
You can thank your stars all you want but
I'll always be the lucky one


Tell me something
When i'm 'bout to lose control
How do you patiently hold
My hand
And gently calm me down?
Tell me something
When you sing and when you laugh
Why do i always photograph
My heart
Flyin way above the clouds?