BuhayTao

.:. Profile .:.

BS. Computer Science Student at Baguio. Likes web designing, 3D modeling, photo editing and stargazing... Likes spending the night in front of his PC while sipping his hot mocha coffee. Likes to be alone in his room so he can sing his songs, play his guitar and recite his poems. Likes taking pictures while strolling around the city of pines alone.
Birthday - D-Day

.:. Favorites .:.
*Songs - Classical (strauss and sort), music by the Beatles, Coldplay
Mew, Travis, Sigur Ros, Oasis, Radiohead, Eraserheads, enya, Switchfoot

*Movies - K_Pax, Forrest Gump, Contact, My Sassy Girl, Far and Away, Disney Movies, Sunshine, Monster House,Apocalypse Now, 3-Iron(Bin-Jip),Shrek movies
*Favorite Books(s):The Yin Yang of Programming, Bible, Quran, What the Buddha Taught (Walpola Rahula) . Kiss of the Spiderwoman (a very gay book), Karaoke Song Playlist, Beyond Good and Evil (Friedrich Nietzsche), Crime and Punishment (Fyodor Dostoevsky), The Final Theory (Mark McCutcheon), God's Debris (Scott Adams), 40 Days with the Poor (Frank Padilla), Piano for Dummies, Idiot's Guide for Dating, How to draw a woman's body, Idiot's Guide for Verbal Self-Defense. Ilocano Survival Book, Paolo Coelho Books. Harry Potter Books, Eve's Diary, Still have many books to read...
*Favorite Pet(s):Dog and Cat lalo na pagmagkasama sila
*Favorite Color: Blue and orange
*Favorite Quote/s: if p then q

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Saturday, October 07, 2006

.:. So LOng, AStoria .:.

It was the first snow of the season
i can almost see you breathin
in the middle of that empty street

Sometimes i still see myself
in that lonesome bedroom
playin my guitar
and singing songs of hope
for a better future

life is
only
as good as the memories we make
and i'm taking back what belongs to me
polaroids of classrooms unattended
these relics of remembrence
are just like shipwrecks
only theyre gone faster
than the smell after it rains

last night while everyone was sleepin
i drove through my old neighborhood
and resurrected memories from ashes

We said that we would never fit in
When we were really just like them
does rebellion ever make a difference

life is
only
as good as the memories we make
and im taking back what belongs to me
polaroids of classrooms unattended
these relics of remembrence
are just like shipwrecks
only theyre gone faster
than the smell after it rains

So long astoria
i found a map to buried treasure
and even if we come home empty handed
well still have our stories
of battle scars, pirate ships and wounded hearts,
broken bones, and all the best of friendships

and when this hourglass
has filtered out
its final grain of sand
i raise my glass to the memories we had
this is my wish
this is my wish
im takin back
im takin them all back

penned my thoughts at [8:39 AM]

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