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I am a twenty-something constipated medical student. That's about the only thing I want to share with you right now.


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You have a rather calm soul, but when tempted will get pissed off at those who bug you. You do whatever you can in your powers to help those of your allies and have an okay taste for human kind, but you find them rather annoying on occasions.

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People who try desperately to win, particularly at all costs, end up losing everything.

-Conrado de Quiros, INQ 12-06-05


After the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, taste and smell alone, more fragile but more enduring, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, remain poised a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, amid the ruins of all the rest.

-Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past


I have to reckon with myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they are gone.

-Ellis Redding, Shawshank Redemption


Et ignotas animum dimittit in artes.(And he sets his mind to work upon unknown arts.)

OVID, Metamorphoses, VIII., 18


And as for knowledge of the facts of nature, I want you to devote yourself with curiosity: let there be no sea, river nor fountain of which you do not know its fish; all the birds in the air, all the trees, all the shrubs and fruits of the forests... By frequent dissections, acquire perfect knowledge... I feel a well of science... But science without conscience is nothing but ruin of the soul.

- Francois Rabelais, 1554


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February 5, 2006

~Love month. So what?

~I have more important things to worry about. Like the anatomical and physiological proceedings of excreta production. Coz not only is it the love month, it's also gastrointestinal month for us poor unfortunate medical students. How lovely. And appropriate.

December 1, 2005

~CHRISTMAS Season! love it! most absolutely!

November 28, 2005

~It's Janis' fault. Now this song is really stuck in my head.

~Softly, gently, I will let you go lay you down. Coz I don't love you in the same way now. I can hold you, but not with lover's arms. Coz you are more of a brother to me now... Lalala...

November 25, 2005

~Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. And remember that you're doing okay, whatever happens.

November 21, 2005

~Ah yes, to walk in the rain. What therapy. Pity it hasn't rained for days.

~Yey, I'm having dinner with friends!

November 18, 2005

~Of eyeglasses, big toothy grins, and silent intelligence.

~My nerdic ways are starting to resurface.

November 17, 2005

~I'm on rebound mode. Err. I hope. And the cranial nerves make me go mad. Horn mad. Dead mad. Malfunctioning brain cells have no place in the medical field. What in the world am I doing here, anyway??

~Sanity. What's this word again?

November 15, 2005

~Pffft! Too much sleep. Hence, I will cram (again).






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Sunday, January 22, 2006
.::drunken inconsistencies::.

to gulliver

you step into my life
like a wave
crashing on the rocks of the shore.
suddenly painful.
and quite numbing.
but also inevitable.
the waves remain waves.
but the rocks are changed forever.
without their even knowing.

this little place of comfort
i've built for myself,
is suddenly empty.
and quite meaningless.
but there is also a revelation.

i realize.
there is indeed a world
greater than my own.
the sky is higher than i imagined.
and the possibilities can be limitless.

but alas.
like a stranger on a journey,
your passage was but for a while.
and before i even realize
just how damaging
or constructive
you've become,
you were gone.

and all i have,
as proof of your existence,
is a humongous footprint
you left on the floor
of my heart.

travel safe, great gulliver.
perhaps in time,
our paths will once again cross.
but until then,
i remain,

a lilliputian.


Posted at 1/22/2006 7:26:09 am by the "little-teapot" northern lights

russ.™
January 25, 2006   03:51 PM PST
 
hi dear :) i suddenly felt like i went back to the future. my classmates and friends back in high school would always call me a liliputian. hehe. just sharing. hope you're all good.
Jepoi
January 25, 2006   01:22 PM PST
 
man...
i love it when u do them entries... it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. seriously au, when we pluck out words straight from our hearts, they just somehow sound right everytime... heart-felt... naked and raw.
raindir
January 24, 2006   09:59 AM PST
 
<i>like a stranger on a journey,
your passage was but for a while.
and before i even realize
just how damaging
or constructive
you've become,
you were gone.</i>

nice.Ü
mei
January 23, 2006   04:27 PM PST
 
hay, galing naman. you really have a way with words =]
  

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