Maroon 5 Concert Videos

Singing (as always)

He always sings

Walking

Sitting

Typing

Sipping tea

Lying in bed

Watching tv

And all other day to day

Stuff that goes on

In the middle of which

he sings.

He who has so much to sing about

Has so much to say

Wrong Turn From Cabbi

Who knew that a wrong turn could be so ... fun.

Dubai Mall Aquarium


spectacular sight

talking and talking and talking....


woah


is that a crack in the plexiglass? :)



armageddon original cast


oh its u?!



here fishy fishy


this glass is too heavy



wow fish!!



tunnel of love


arki

ang gwa-gwapo nila ano?


ikaw sabi ko na umuwi ka ng maaga!!!
naglalakwatsa ka pa!

bana


concave kasi un backdrop eh


p

two headed shark (NOT!)

ang mga diyosa ng dubai

uy close sila....

small family

2 indians amidsts water (can u believe)

an emirati shark

how high can i touch the sky?...

shucks

susugod na sila!!!!

startrek enterprise

it was cold

ganda in fairness

patans on the loose

ang ganda ng signage (acrylic lang yan!)

bawal ang picture kaya may model

food muna (manok na naman)

eik minute

fries galore

inaantok ka ba dre?

sa foodcourt

Our trip to the dubai aquarium was quite a pleasant experience.

who knew wrong turns could lead to this?

:)

I knew from that instance
That it was you
All along I have been a blind shell
Hollow
Shallow
A tiny fish
In a big ass pond
But when I leaned my head against your
Perfume-ridden pillow
And closed my eyes
All I could see was peace
If there was any way to describe peace
As was any ways to describe your scent
I could not find it
Your smell, instantly frozen in my heart
Took only a split second
To take me away
Somewhere
So silent
Still
And happy
That I knew what contentment was
There was I
With you
With a family
Happy.
At peace.

Suddenly
I jerked so violently
As my breath took an exhalation of jubilance
It took back to this heaven in my pillow
All ruptured
Torn

And suddenly
I realized that
Heaven
For a person like me
Does not exist

And as I desperately tried again
To close my eyes and to go back to that scene
Trying, but to no avail
There I was
Lingering on the thought
Seeing us
With a baby girl who looks like you
And a baby boy who smiles like you
It all but went quickly away
And as I stumbled to the toilet to wash
My tears away
Looking down
I saw the blood.

rambling

We keep telling ourselves we love them
Not knowing that deep inside
Someday
We want to believe what we say

O vs B

There will be a day when you wished you have done a little evil to benefit the greater good.

Matchura

I still keep you here
Hidden in my heart
Nobody else could know about it
That’s why I keep my mouth shut.
I come home and put on
The mask that I have decided from now on
To rid myself of mournful stares
Sleepless nights
And painful goodbyes
I pretend nothing will break me
But in a way I’m already broken
Because of your first kiss
I am already broken
The touch you gave me
When you slid your hand to mine
When you told me you loved me
I realized I loved you too
When you said we could have a forever
I closed my eyes and agreed
But when I opened them
A part of me went missing
When you held my hair and pulled it back
When you grabbed my arms and held me down
When you whispered in my ear
It’s alright to close my eyes
I did
And when I smelled you
Inside of me
The heat that penetrated through me
Made me realize that
The fire that you gave me
Was not without question
Love
The only thing is
Was this love reason enough
I have come to see
That it is not
But I thank you anyway
For one passionate night
For that sweet sensation
Of holding you against mine
So tightly one night.

BEN

Today, this night
Right this instance
Oh how I long to hold you
To touch you
To feel your warm body against mine
To smell passion
To taste fire
To savor that rigid torture to mine
I want to see you
So I can crush you
So I can make you breathe life
To kiss you
Like there was no tomorrow
To caress you
Like it was yesterday
To never let you go
Not ever
Everyday.
I miss you with so much desire
In my heart I feel melting inside
I will never satisfy my yearning my love
Until you get inside me and make me feel
There is a heaven after all, over and over again.
Inside your arms.

Whenever I close my eyes
And shut out all thoughts of you
I picture the bed
The spoiled sheets
The scattered pillows
The tequila bottle in the night stand
That night
That I said goodbye
To the person I felt
I learned to love

I said goodbye to you
Being a true lover
It pained my heart to see you go
But what else could I do
When I knew that
From the beginning of this piece of forever
That you are not mine to hold

Yeah you could say I’m afraid to say it out loud
Because quite frankly, I'm scared
Scared to admit that something that i was always led to believe
That I've always known
That I experienced personally
Is that this is built like a house
A sturdy foundation that takes years to dream
Months to plan
Weeks to conceive
And days to dry
Took only this much time
To make me care for someone
Really care
Taking me time to even think
How much I could hold
In my little frail heart
To make me think not of the future
But of today
For the present
Forcing me to never forget breathing everyday
Smiling like there was no tomorrow
Wishing that it was still yesterday
Looking forward to each passing minute
Never knowing what will it be
But assured that it will be with peace
With sincerity
And with love.

I think I'm happy
If happiness is defined by
Dreaming big things
But still being content of what you hold in your palm
If it is defined by having your breath taken away
With just one smile
If it is defined by
Sleeping so soundly at night
If you know he is okay
Then I am happy

You’re the one who said that
You love me too
And you also said that
Your love would never change

Then why
Whenever I try to come near
You pull away
My heart is breaking
When I see you with someone else
Don’t they know that
We made a promise
That I am yours
And you are only mine

Whatever happens
My love is only for you
Whatever they say
I will stay true
You are my love
I will wait for you
No matter how long it takes
Even though it takes an eternity
And if I cannot find you
I will beg God
To find you
And let you know
Remind you
Our promise
That I am yours
And you are mine
Only mine.

Rest assured that
I will wait
No matter how long
Even through a lifetime
And if I cannot find you
I will beg God
To find you again
And let you know
Remind you the forgotten promise
That I am yours
And you are mine forever.

Only then

only in your arms i felt true happiness
only in your arms i have been defeated of sadness
when you hold me so close
i am in heaven
when we part ways
you drop me in hell

this is the only true time i felt this
that is why i know im dreaming
because in reality
my heart has been broken
i beg of you not to wake me up
let me stay in your arms
listen to my heart

i need you
now and forever
i need you to know that
you are my one true love
i prayed for you
you should know this
and my only remaining wish is that
i stay with you.

till the time has come.

Corniche, Sharjah

This is something else pare... habibi what is this my friend thing?


spectacular walk






The magnificent restaurant








The 40 AED ride (Mom you'll enjoy this!)






Trying so hard to look with my eyes closed

get out of my face!

Tired but happy

When you are on the top of the world

Its a fucking death defying act to avoid falling.

But when you do

Look up and see that

You left your shoe behind

Start climbing

and get that damn shoe!!!!

Being Brave

.I just heard a very interesting thing while watching “Princess Diaries” for the nth time.


Mia’s father, King something, gave her a bit of wisdom on her 16th birthday which I absolutely loved. He (King) said that “Courage is not simply the absence of fear, but the realization that there are more important things than fear.” Then he continued on with “The brave may not live for long, but the cowards never lived at all”. Wasn’t it just splendid? I want to have that tattooed on my shoulder someday.



Being brave, it’s like a very vivid dream. Where a person would sacrifice one of the greatest something in his life for someone to have a shot at their greatest something in his life. Have I done anything brave in my life? I mean, honestly, anything brave at all? Something like worth giving up? I know, I’ve given up quite a few of them in my life, but anything for the good of mankind? To be honest, I don’t think so. I’m trying to think of any significant sacrifices in my life and the only thing that keeps popping back into my life is when my mom and dad separated and I had to go to Baguio with mom. Even though I have a great life back home, I forced myself to leave everything in my old life and start anew. As you all know, I had a very tough time with the adjustment. Actually, the adjustment was manageable, the new environment was not. So through a “proper” rebellious time invested during secondary school, I’ve had my fill. That’s the closest thing, I think, to being me, brave and all. All for the person that I wanted to get to know back then. My mom.

Now, talk about braveness... It is Mom, personified. How can I say this? Even we don’t have heart to heart talks. So how can I say it? From that line alone “we don’t talk much”, but we know each other quite well. At least most of the time I think she knows me better than I know myself. Don’t forget that I am not afraid of my Mom. I’m actually more afraid of my brother and sister than my own parents. It’s my siblings I don’t want to disappoint more, not my parents. But one incident I keep recalling in my head made me think about disappointing my Mom unbearable. You see, I was having this T-O-U-G-H time with a “sacrifice” I had to make for the person I think I only ever loved in my entire life. So naturally, I was like burning hell inside. Literally. Have you ever felt like your insides were being pulled from you through your nose? Or just your finger, being struck with a hammer for 100 times every hour. Yes, that was my feeling back then. Now it’s only like twice a day. But I still get the physical pain when I think about “it”. Anywho, my mom was vacationing with my sister back then, when I had one of those “finger-hammer-hitting” moments. I got home from work, went straight to my room (I was living with mom then), threw my bag and just went crazy! I cleared my work table (computer monitor and all) with one sweep motion, turned my bed upside down, tore all the posters on my walls and just wailed like a child. My mom’s “partner” (who I just love to bits) kept banging on my door asking if I was okay. I just never got out of that room and fell asleep on the floor, near my overturned bed. Cried myself to sleep that night. The next day, I woke up, wasn’t feeling up to par to go to work (naturally) and just had orange juice and bread when I found the time to drag myself into the kitchen. And then back to my newly arranged room. It was like that for the next few days, like I did not even notice. I told uncle b. not to tell Mom, as not to get her worried while on vacation. But sure enough, my uncle couldn’t bear looking at me like that after some time so when I finally had the courage (loosely used) to go to work, and got back home, Mom was there. Acting like she did not know anything at first, really. But then after dinner and small talk, she asked me the questions. Slowly, one by one. Our conversation went down something like this:



Mom: So how are you?


Me: Fine, as usual.


Mom: Anything happened lately that I should know about?


Me: No, not really.


Mom: So are you okay, really okay?


Me: Yeah, nothing to worry about. No big deal.


Mom: Okay.



So after that awkward little thing, I thought it was finished and started fiddling with my dessert again while watching t.v. Then she did the loveliest thing imaginable. She got up and you know, just touched me on the shoulder and gave me a squeeze. She said “Everything is going to be alright. You are a brave girl, and I just know that it’s going to be fine.”... After that split second sentence, I couldn’t help myself and just held her hand as she was turning around and gave her a tug. I locked my arms around her waist (as I was sitting and she was standing) and cried... I cried. She kept stroking my hair asking me, but I couldn’t tell her. I wouldn’t put that burden on her shoulders. So I just kept on crying while she kept on stroking my hair. That was one of my fondest memories of my mother.



Braveness? It comes in big and small packages alike. When a person swallows her “fear” and disassociates herself with her feelings to allow one’s self to console another hurting human being. That is one brave thing she did for me. Aside from the everyday things she did, this memory is one I will take to my grave.
So from what I have watched in “Princess Diaries”, a little thing, strung together, goes a long long way.



:-) Ciao!

Models in the Bus

Looking Serious


Fashionable



Spooky




Asleep





Au NAturale

For 2 hours you have to sit in a bus to go to work
and an additional 2 hours or so to go back home
what else is there to do?

:)