i recently married bohomoho last july 7, 2007 at malaga cove in rancho palos verdes. i am proudly wearing a wedding band. the angelicfall is my name that signifies the love that i have with bohomoho i met an angel and i fall, the angelicfall. random musings of the angelicfall, a married guy.
it's pretty nice to be able to see a kid's growth from the womb. sheila, one of the people i met at Bukidnon a loooooooonnnnnnnnggggggggg time ago, have photographs of her baby, and it's pretty nice for her to share the joy she and her husband has on the web... well some of them anyway.
www.picturetrail.com/shilababe
terri, arnetta and i were talking about hire dates, and i got confused with the hire date that i had. i told them that me and my gf's anniv coincided with my hire date. i thought for a moment and realized that i was hired june 7! both raised their eyebrows and said, you better make sure you remember the exact date of your anniversary. i told them, i won't forget, i promise. and laughed everything off.
tugging my own goatie, i asked them, how important is it to remember anniversaries?
quote from terri: "if you don't want to live miserably for a long time, you better remember."
we laughed.
arnetta said, "you're gonna get it if you forget!"
well... that's that i supposed. hehe
after talking to swirt, i managed to talk to my mom regarding las vegas, i managed to talk to kuya joey regarding tomorrow, and i managed to ask john why he's not going despite rosalynne's offer to pay their tickets.
anyhoo, i could not take it no longer, i grabbed the nearest magazine i can find in our coffee table at the living room and proceeded to the "lair."
i took the seat at the throne, and at first glanced, i saw the victoria's secret christmas catalog!
Ohhh, luscious! there's giselle bundwhatever... some hot blond bombshell... hot damn! even the back of the catalog had a woman in lingerie who was sooo hot... so beautiful... and... wait a minute...
****** ******** (even though my name is scattered throughout the blog, I can't put them together =P).
what?!? my name? on a vs catalog? bull fucking shit. man... must be losing it. haha
imagination... (just another nerdy stuff)
Chapter 6 (Draft) - Sa Né Ha and the Prisoner Makus
The ever curious Sa Né Ha wandered around the palace in search for something interesting to do or see. She was especially intrigued by Sutra Mujä's description of this quiet prisoner.
Without the knowledge of her mother, Queen Saa Att, she went ahead to the forbidden chamber prisons. Even with the powers vested in her as a princess, she casted invisibility spell on herself to sneak in to the chamber. She didn't cared if the Palace Sorcerer would feel the spell casting, he was her grandfather. She walked and looked at each cell and tried to fit the description her bestfriend gave her. "aha!" she talked to herself, "Cell S-Wit... that's him in there!"
She took a good long look at him and studied the physical features of the prisoner. She heard a voice in her head, *I'm Makus... what brings you to a place like this?* Startled, she looked around and saw the guy looking at her straight in the eye. "No! He can't see me!" she told herself. The guy smiled and simply said, "I'm Makus, what brings you to a place like this?"
She was stunned and asked herself, "was he talking to me?"
*dear princess, i came here with no dark secrets hidden in my heart. I was caught walking in one of your majesty's fields... but that's beside the point. what brings you to a place like this?*
She choked out a "wha.. how..?"
*your grandfather will be here soon, i think you better leave.*
and with that she leaves the prison cell shocked and stunned by what happened.
god damnnit!
the background is only 96kb in size and yet it takes forever to load. i need to find another web host!
i held one of the bravest people i know,
so brave that she faced one of her fears, head to head.
she had stood in the midst of hell,
in the dark alleys of the outside world,
and the overwhelmingly powerful evil lurking in every people's hearts,
in the face of the adversary and the dark souls surrounding it,
here in my arms is one of the bravest people i know,
we hugged and i spent some time looking at her face,
and ask myself the question, dear beloved, why art thou divine?
if i have to spend another lifetime in the neither worlds,
even due to consequential devastation,
i would still live in a happy fashion,
i love and i am being loved.
from her arms form a cradle of peace that no one can break
from her eyes i see heaven while the stars in the sky sparkled
amidst the dark gloom surrounding the skies.
Autumn falls with the blossom of leaf graveyards and dew filled air,
Heaven sends its great cradles upon the opening flare...
the nights start to chill
as the winds whisper it's cold torment
into my face and skin
let there be warmth
warmth that i find in the arms
arms of that special someone whom i call my love.
silently, hell reaches inside my soul,
slowly, it has tormented me
suddenly, i fail to raise my head up
i am consumed by the depths of hell
i thought heaven was beside me
and i thought all wrong
heaven is but far
all the pain
all the chaos
all with murderous intent
are all here to dissect my very soul
to expose it's most sensitive parts
and to toil it's depths into the open...
i'm weak in the face of the adversary,
i'm by far a strange man living in an unrealistic society,
I'm a coward in front of my fears
I am the worse tragedy within the tragic kingdom of earth,
i am confused,
i am lost,
i have no one but myself to turn to,
i am my own bestfriend,
i talk to the mirror in the face of misjudgement,
i cry in the event of loneliness,
i seek mercy from the lord when i'm desperate,
oh god, help me...
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almost done with the design... soon i'll finish it! i chose a much simplier design... cause it's too much headache making it too complicated. following flowchart with all those interconnected pages really screwed my mind. back to basic design, i don't want to go to flash, xml, and other power languages. i'll stick to good ol' photoshop and html.
my brother went to wal-mart earlier.
when he got back, my mom asked him where the dishwashing soap was. they tried looking for it, but wasn't able to find it. they called wal-mart.
after calling wal-mart, they simply said, it was there all along.
my brother went back and picked it up, and headed back home.
when he got home... my mom found the other dishwashing soap. (that makes it TWO bottles). My mom didn't read the label, and thought it was the oil.
my mom was guilty. haha. i just find it hilarious.
wow. i haven't used qu@rkxpr3ss for awhile. The shortcuts on it are so different from M!cro$uck or @dobe's software. I know qu@rk's stuff is close to pagem@ker, close, but not quite the same. oh well, hafta live with it.
Death is just the beginning of a new life...
The powers of the almighty proved itself once again. Over the insanities of life as it is. The power of negativity went down once again, for the power of life indeed showered itself with graces from the Lord, Our God.
I pray from the moment I lost. I pray from the moment I win. I pray for the moment I become a moron. I pray for the moment of eternal darkness. I pray for the heavenly satin that covers us. I pray and be thankful that I have Tootsie. I pray guidance that I will not hurt her no more.
I love you swit.
From these ashes I will rise,
Like a phoenix rising above the stars,
From this life I die,
And from my death breathes a new life,
This death will bring all the negativity of my life with it,
From this new breath of life,
I succumb to the everlasting glory of the divine power of love.
My alter-egos will perish along my old's life's death.
Goodbye Deq,
Goodbye Kirk,
Goodbye Bing,
And goodbye black sunshine.
From these ashes I will rise again,
Like a phoenix rising above its own death.
From this failure I will seek mercy,
And from the statutes of life, adhere I will.
I will hurt no more...
And No One...
And I will rise...
I will rise above my own expectations...
I will love...
And keep it intact...
And will not hurt anyone... again.
I love thee