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audentes fortuna juvat: may day eve
ABOUT ME:
chalkleight
chalkleight
Los Banos, Laguna, Philippines
usually first impression s'kin mataray,masungit and the likes..uhm,sad to say totoo un kc hndi ako msyadong sociable unless there's something in one person that i really like..sbi ng mga close s'kin good listener dw ako but i think im better in ignoring what they are saying pero when i feel n kylangn mo tlga ng mkikinig sau game ako lalo n kung nkakarelate ako s topic mo..'yoko s mga self-proclaimed..those who say a lot 'bout themselves (who cares 'bout them,anyway?) hehehe..trip ko mga humorous kc moody ako..another thing 'bout me is ung temper ko..uhm,it's always at the edge, u knw what i mean..if u nid 2 knw more basahin mo mga testi s'kin kc im sure they say a lot of things 'bout me.. :]
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Tuesday, April 29, 2008
may day eve
may day eve
"Guardia sereno-o-! A las doce han dado-o-o!"
..and it was May again. It was the first day of May and witches were abroad in the night, for it was a night of divination, a night of lovers, and those who cared might peer in a mirror and would there behold the face of whoever it was they were fated to marry...
honestly, i had been silly enough to try that shall we call it ritual?
once..
Mirror, mirror
show to me
him whose woman
I will be.
and you know what happened?
ta-dan!!!
nothing, of course.
asa pang totoo yun.
pero malay mo, if you wish sincerely enough...nagmamadali kasi ako nun..kasi natatakot ako.hehehe
"If all goes right , just above your left shoulder will appear the face of the man you will marry."
would you try it?
http://www.angelfire.com/la2/prose/mayday.html
..she closed her eyes and whispered the incantation. When she had finished such a terror took hold of her that she felt unable to move, unable to open her eyes, and thought she would stand there forever, enchanted. But she heard a step behind her, and a smothered giggle, and instantly opened her eyes...
it's a very good story..isa sa mga sobrang na-appreciate ko nung high school..mahirap 'to makalimutan e..kaya tuwing last day of april iniisip ko kung gagawin ko ba ulit yun..
ngayon??malabo e..nabasag kasi yung malaking salamin namin sa kwarto..sayang..sakto sana, ako lang kasi mag-isa sa room.
..but alas, the heart forgets, the hearts are distracted, and maytime passes, summer ends; the storms break over the rot-ripe orchards and the heart grows old; while the hours, the days, the months, and the years pile up and pile up, till the mind becomes too crowded, too confused: dust gathers in it; cobwebs multiply; the walls darken and fall into ruin and decay; the memory perishes…
yes, summer will soon end..
