♥ skipped a beat.

I no longer update this blog.

I regularly do so now over in my art blog: ART BEATS MATH. <— do follow!

That was made as an additional blog though so whatever I do in tumblr will still be posted as re-ignited.

Just wanted to clear that up! Thanks :)

Dassah, 8th floor SDA

yours truly, multi-tasking

Our psychological state allows us to see only what we want/need/feel to see at a particular time. What five words do you see?

i see kiss, secret, dread, pee, passion.

haha :D

• barista: name, please
• me: Hannah.
• barista: Anna?
• me: with an H.
• barista: okay
• *few mins later*
• barista: grande peppermint mocha frap for *AnnaH*
• me: -_________-"

Mom: Hannah, what grade did you get for your Filipino subject?

Hannah: 1.5

Mom: Wow, ang taas!

Hannah: Our grading system is the other way around, mom.

Hee-hee, i get this all the time from other people too.

isawyournote:

Thank you to Hannah for sending in this picture! :)

*update! Apparently the “like” post-it was stuck by someone else! Whoever you are, thank you for the “likes”! :D

That’s me, right there! :)

It’s the 2nd time i’ve encountered these types of random post-its that just makes my day \:D/

This one was posted by the Random Smile Project, but the first one i saw about a year ago was endorsed by Operation Beautiful. Both are lovely advocates nonetheless! <3

Beads, buttons, ribbons, and flowers
Blacks and whites against the fanciful colour
Could it have been too much
for one defined by ‘grace and favour’ ?
Nonetheless, this canvas, this collage
speaks more than what I can envisage
Words were written, printed and then
embedded between memories so visual
of days of fun, sometimes unusual…

The scraps, the tears, the many rough edges
simply symbolizes our way through the hedges
but hurts were forgiven, thus frowns never deepen
as beauty comes out from beneath the ashes
Our worlds collided but never did they clash
Since we were made different
Each one varied, each one magnificent…

I breathe ‘thank you’ and think of what more to say
Still wishing that time would permit me to stay…
Alas, my friends, we shouldn’t be sad…
More often than not, we’ve reason to be glad.

Now on to the wall I turn my glance
At the collage upon which my eyes pranced and danced
Home-made and beautiful, done so painstakingly
That cost Sheila her sleep, making her go crazy…

And… loose pieces may fall,
but nothing that glue can’t help, if not at all.

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Written on the 29th of June, 2008.

Cy, at the UPAME Convention ‘08.

tito Romy, enjoying the slide :)) taken at Villa Estrella.

and Dazza also seems more than amused… =))

(from left) Jerome, CJ, Seann, Rainer. during the Emerge Bacoor 2nd Anniv. outing

Seann at the drums drums drums

© All me.

A line from P’s journal — i had permission to read writings of her most intense conversations with God. <3

George Bernard Shaw

Irish Playwright, 20th Century

Cafeteria table.

Photo by me (see watermark.)

15k views and counting!

i really should start making moar of these. :D

STICKFIGS FTW!

i’m tumblr-ing. yay. still getting the hang of it. but still keeping my blogspot for long personal posts. this’ll be for lighter, moar random stuff.

xx