melbourne's cbd is pretty
as european city pretty, they say
i haven't been to europe so i am taking it as that.
it was warm when i flew in
and rather mild for its nasty reputation:
warm one moment then chilly the next,
it didn't send me off without showing it's true colors through
got chillier almost touching biting cold
my winter coat was handy, especially on the last week of autumn
pretty, cute, very
lovely backdrop
for maturely childish phone calls
i had a rather busy week, conversational skills put to the test
met some who said they are yet to meet someone from the phils who's not happy,
joy's the name and i am just trying to live up to it
it was a jaw dropping experience
as anyone would when stopped on a walkway by a total stranger
"you are really pretty! this is ridiculous but i just wanted to tell you that."
a new sight is a new sight
where cars are impatient and trams are determinely passive
but would rather go around by foot and be surprised.
6.01.2009
say "ta" for thank you
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5.11.2009
i watched juno last night.
vanessa's compelling desire to be a a mother
and juno's courage to go through childbirth reminded me of a friend.
pen lovingly and courageously endured a couple of months of bed rest for her son.
today, she is fervently praying he will get out of the incubator soon.
love. courage. friendship. life.
celebrate with us.
Ticket prices --- 500 pesos or 200 pesos.
Depending on how much you would like to contribute.
It comes with one free drink :)
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4.10.2009
gorgeous friday
i drew this to remember the design of the swatch i am wearing.
i like to look back, to reminisce.
maybe because the past helps me make sense of the present
and makes me anticipate the future.
recently, i remembered i don't know many mothergoose rhymes.
having been born in a laid back town,
i never heard of this until i got a book from a garage sale:
A wise old owl lived in an oak.and today i remember that Christ died so i might have life.
The more he heard, the less he spoke.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
Why aren't we all like that wise old bird?
and He lives so i might have it in full.
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