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a kitkat and a walk in the park

Posted by poeticnook on 4/23/2007 03:41:00 PM
i never really liked this wafer bar, it's too... i don't know, i can't find the right word for it.. i guess it's just not toblerone, my all time favorite chocolate. well it's actually good, i've tried to like it more than once, it's not too sweet nor bitter, just the right consistency and priced well too, ok i sound like an ad already. anyway, it just doesn't do it for me, so i stay away from it as much as possible, unless of course there's no other choice and my tummy is on growl mode. so far, there's still a lot of choices out there.

someone once said that if you dislike a person, even the way he holds his fork will annoy you, but if you do like him, he can spill his soup on your lap and you still won't mind. maybe this is why i get easily turned off by little nuances that some people do, they become this big deal breakers and next thing i know i'm turning down a kitkat though i'm hungry just coz it's not a tobler.

i don't know if that really makes sense at all, but in my world it does. i'd rather go hungry than stuff myself with something i don't really like, after all, man does not live by chocolate alone.

so i guess i'm gonna say pass, no, i'm not interested, you can go have a picnic at central park with whoever you choose, it's just not gonna be me, not in this lifetime, or at least not anytime soon.

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visual dna

Posted by poeticnook on 4/14/2007 10:56:00 AM in


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with or without you

Posted by poeticnook on 4/11/2007 08:51:00 AM
we all die a little death each time we hear news that a former flame from our past life has moved on and found a new love of their own to share their tomorrows with. it is but natural to feel a pang of sadness that can only be drowned by a pint of bellini. so tonight i made a toast for all those butterflies that once visited my garden and added color to my petals. they may have gone on to build their nests on someone else's backyard, but to me, they have always been part of the reason why the sun shines brighter with all the hues of the rainbow in this side of world.

a while ago i was talking to a friend about time machines and forgiveness and all the things in between. some people are lucky enough to afford second chances, while others live with the consequences of their mistakes for the rest of eternity. he is one of those whom fate has smiled upon, he can still correct his wrongs and find the one who got away. i'm happy for him and for everyone who are given another roll at the dice, another pick of the cards, they deserve a big congratulations. not everyone in this lifetime has the power to carve a new story out of the same yesterday.

so this one's for you, because i envy you.. i wish i too could spin the wheel and make things right once more, but i know that chapter of my book is locked and buried in the dungeons, i only have lessons to live with, and past loves to haunt me. thank you for making me a part of your life, that i know you will forget in time. but for now, while everything else is spinning in place around us, i'd just like you to know that it was a fun ride, not to be missed, and for all it's worth, even if it would appear cheezy and corny perhaps, i appreciate you, and everything you did for me. i wish you all the best. you deserve to be happy. now go get her, tiger. =)

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somewhere i have never travelled

Posted by poeticnook on 4/10/2007 10:22:00 AM in
everybody has a happy place, somewhere at the back of their minds, a place where they can retreat to when the world has failed them, a distant memory that gives them comfort and keeps them sane. it may be that time when they were walking hand in hand with someone they love and the worries started to fade out of sight or that childhood moment when all was right with the world and everything seemed to last forever.

my secret corner is that time at the fiesta carnival when i was 4 or 5, my ma and pa at one corner table looking over a bucket of kentucky fried chicken while me and my older brother were busy riding bump cars. i was holding a hotdog on a stick and peeling the skin from it while kuya tried to steer clear of the railings. it was one of those carefree times that i would always go back to now whenever i feel sad or alone or betrayed or hopeless or bitter. i imagine myself riding that bump car and spinning round and round and round till all the troubles float in circles above me and finally disappear into thin air.

everyone needs a happy place, a nook where they can hide and be at peace with everything else.. where time stops hurrying for a while and lets one take a deep breath before rushing out into the fast and blinding world once more..

have you been to your happy place lately?

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i never said i was good

Posted by poeticnook on 4/08/2007 02:39:00 PM
a friend will always want the best for you, unless they're split tongued backstabbers out to get you the minute you look the other way.. more often than not, they will tell you what you need to hear in not too kind words so that you may somehow wake up from your self deceiving reveries. all this, of course, for our own welfare.

i never really took directions well, i always wanted to have my stab at things and carve my own path without having to consult any maps nor ask questions on which street i should turn to or which train i should take. needless to say, i'm not built to take criticisms like a grain of salt. i usually come up with a witty and surprisingly annoying comeback like "this is my life, let me live it, go out and have a life of your own" thus i find it quite hard to accept that some of my closest friends still attempt to needle me by enumerating all my past mistakes.

ok, so i'm not good and wise and perfect like the rest of humankind, but what the heck, i'm allowed to have some temporary lapses of judgement, i haven't killed anyone so far, so i guess i can still have a free pass at life and not be constantly nagged right?

ah well, i'm just ranting, i thought i got over my temper 10 years ago.. seems like it's coming back, must be second childhood.


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brave new world

Posted by poeticnook on 4/07/2007 12:04:00 PM in
guess it's been quite a while since i last visited these orange pages of sunset colored memories, a year to be exact. i'm homeless again, wandering along the vast prairies of the western world. i've just survived a couple of snow storms, another clie reset, and a change of job. life just goes on and on like a song that's on eternal repeat.

i needed to post again because the pen has been beckoning me to carve more stories into stone and make a landmark out of each moment. i wish i still remembered how to write.. is it like riding the bike again after spending a long time walking? jittery and unsure at first then after finding the second wind, things go on smoothly from there..

so where do i begin really? today is as good as any for a starting point, i'll just work my way backwards and forwards and sideways.. whatever.

just got back from niagara falls. the weather was balmy, with wind chill at -13 but the place still kept most of it's mystique intact. rode the climate controlled gondola which had a great view of the main attraction and the rest of the city, being on high places gets me high. wish i could be like the seagulls on horesshoe falls, wish i could soar high above my limitations and reach the sky..

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