~mimi~
Name: Camille Ann Asuncion

Age: twenteen

Loves: Mommy Xena, Macky brown, and Bea girl!!! :)

Hates: cockroaches (brrr...grr..!!!)



*A believer of GOD*(though my faith may be shaken sometimes STILL i belive)


*all about me*


...behind the smile: the bad mimi colliding with the good mimi; over time, may the good mimi prevail over the other :D..



On fairy tales
my friends, ...Fact is more terrible than fiction...there are more to fairy tales than what we thought them to be..



current mood: .FRUSTRATED BUWISIT NA BUHAY TO.




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DREAMS and PROMISES

- C.A.A.

A scented candle in the dark
Letters in pink
A secret revealed
Mixed emotions...

love..hate..
Do i hate because i love?
or do i love because i hate?

you're haunting me...
sleepless nights pass by
guitars and conversations...

oh, how i HATE you!
so much that i can't forget.

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    -poems of mine-

    just a dream
    Alone in my room
    you visit me
    in a dream
    day and night
    like a movie
    like a tale-
    I know it's not real,
    but still i wish it is.
    Such words keep me longing...
    and waiting. Not doing,
    but waiting.

    Deep Feelings
    Within me-
    unbound, unrestricted

    free.

    The right moment?
    or the fear
    of losing something once
    what's keeping it.
    Something once satisfied
    no need
    to take one step
    further..

    l.
    loneliness and overjoy
    vague and ecstasy
    That's just the way it is.
    longing over voices
    -unheard-
    ever existing.
    unexpected ways,
    unexpected results
    .happen.

    how frail..
    how fragile..
    but however so bold and strong.

    This is the ideal.
    What's real: how frail..
    how fragile..
    how stupid,
    how slow, how fast,
    how i don't know,
    how i don't understand.

    They say someday you will,
    someday you will.
    Someday, one day...
    and 'til that day comes,
    you're left wandering and lost
    in the heaven of hell.

    -poems of mine-


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    Saturday, August 05, 2006

    what drives you 

     
    the clutch. it's all a matter of estimation. when you feel the machine (car) trembling, you know you have to push the gas a little more.

    or else-

    the car dies on you.

    it hurts your pride, first and foremost. but the more you think about it, you realize that no one was to blame but you. blame the clutch? no way. either you over- or UNDER-estimated.

    a friend of mine told me (regarding the clutch), "mas okay nang masayang ang gas, kaysa mabangga ka".

    i have to engrave that into my system. better to lose a part of yourself than deliberately crash into other people. Kung sa bagay, the gas can be refilled. mahal lang nga. BUT when you crash into others, MAS MAHAL ang bayad. (Lalo na kung napakagandang kotse and nabangga mo).Hindi mo alam kung maibabalik mo pa ang dating itsura ng kotse mo. Maaaring puwede pa, ngunit matagalang panahon ang kinakailangan. At paano kung hindi na? Sorry ka nalang, kasalanan mo naman.

    Strike the gas while the clutch is still half-way. if you don't, and you still continue to raise the clutch, you're in trouble. BIG trouble.

    Bless those people who have the guts to sacrifice and stick to their friends no matter what. These people are true friends.

    what you've earned, you use wisely and do not waste on selfish desires, and i'm not even talking about money.

    again, easier said than done. but it SHOULD be done. it SHOULD. or else you're not yet fit to be in the driver seat of your life. And unless you clean your extinct volcanoes (one never knows, as the Little Prince said), you are going to be stuck with other people on the wheel and remain a passenger for the rest of your life. And i'm not even talking about driving cars.
    [How obvious can I get?]
    Bless those people who have the guts to sacrifice and stick to their friends no matter what. These people are true friends.

    Posted by cyan at 12:19 AM

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