Friday, August 21, 2009
spam message
I was waiting for an important e-mail. I stumbled upon this thing. I was surprised because Facebook and Friendtser notification alerts are the only ones i expect to be clogging up my inbox.
Goes like this:
[no subject] from: LG - worldp02@peoplepc.com
Congratulations! Your E-mail ID has brought to you an UNEXPECTED luck of £700,000.00 POUNDS STERLING in LG AWARD 2009. This is to promote & encourage the use of LG PRODUCTS as a global village around the WORLD. Call Or E-mail your ticket number CN6327932 to redeem your AWARD
MR JAMES KEEGAN (ESQ)
+44-704-571-1167
jameskeeganesquire2@gmail.com
Once again, Congratulations
Sincerely
Sir George Harris
________________________________________
PeoplePC Online
A better way to Internet
http://www.peoplepc.com
I was about to believe it. But then, of course, it's still unbelievable to win that thing (whatever it was) just because my e-mail id was lucky.
So, people, beware.
Refrain from opening e-mail messages from those who aren't in your phonebook.
Consult people. In my case, I consulted the internet. Since I'm the only one who's still awake. :D
Do not believe what is unbelievable. You cannot win/get something without actually joining the game; not by a lucky random pick from raffles and promos- if you didn't submit anything. you get the point. :)
Noone would be able to fool you unless you let them do so. Get smart. :)
God bless. :D
Labels: crap, email, important, spam
ianne ended @ 11:01:00 PM
oyyyyyy! hahha! mayaman ka na sana! wooo! malapit na term break namin! kaso 4 days lang!
AND.. malapit na ang..ang.. X)
Saturday, August 1, 2009
A Saturday Morning
Strange. The clock ticks and it’s already 9.30 am. The sad, gray color of dark and heavy clouds peeps through the windows. My earphones are still stuck to my ears. The radio plays a song.
You whispered that you were getting tired
Got a look in your eye
Looks a lot like goodbye,
I was expecting a vibrant sunlight and specs of floating dust to fill up the room. What’s in store for me today? A storm’s brewing up and so a nice brew of warm coffee shall warm my heart despite the cold that envelopes me.
Hold on to your secrets tonight.
I feel cold, and heavy. I close my eyes again, trying to feel my body through the sheets. I am still alive, breathing. I aking in air that would fill my chest and be gentle to my heart. I suddenly start to miss someone… or something.
Don't want to know I'm okay with this silence
It's truth that i don't want to hear
I hate this feeling- waking up and suddenly realizing that someone… or something is not with me. Not that I want it back. But just the fact that it’s gone is a bit hard to believe sometimes.
You're hiding regret in your smile
There's a storm in your eyes that's been passing for awhile
Hold on to the past tense tonight
I look for my phone. No text message from someone I have been expecting. Proves that he’s fine without, I guess.
Don't say a word
I'm ok with the quiet.
The truth is gonna change everything
But I saw a message that shook me. Cory Aquino is dead. The woman who had been a nation’s loving mother, always wearing yellow as a symbol of hope for tomorrows and a soon-to-come victory for the Filipinos. She was one great woman. I once wished to be like her.
I prayed.
Looks like all things come and go. I just have to set them free. And letting go of them is never easy.
So lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be alright
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the night
Some things are worth more than we realize. And we notice it when they’re not there anymore, when we can’t find them anymore, when we can’t hold and feel them anymore. When they're out of reach.
I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart
Look me in the eye
We are meant to lose the people we love. How else could we realize their importance? And the hardest part is letting go. And the hardest part is saying good bye. And the hardest part is saying that one has to let go.
And lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie.
Looks like some things are learned the hard way, too.
I know that there's no turning back.
If we put too much light on this we'll see through all the cracks.
Let's stay in the dark one more night.
I hesitate on getting up. I can’t get up. I feel like succumbing to slumber for I think it means running away. Running away from memories, from dreams, from nightmares. Running away from the guilt.
Don't want to know i'm ok with the silence.
It's truth that i don't want to hear.
Running away from absorbing every notes and lyrics of this stupid song.
So lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be alright
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the night
Running away from the guilt that I am now feeling. The guilt of telling a lie to keep things alive, even a little longer. The guilt of forcing myself to make it last when everyone knows we were falling apart.
I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart
So look me in the eye
And lie lie lie.
Letting go. Learning. Being in pain. Love. Looks like some things come in packages of three, or four or so.
Don't want to believe in this ending
Let the cameras roll on
Keep pretending
I wish to ease the pain I’ve caused him. I wish to see him.
Tomorrow's all wrong if you walk away
Just stay
I wish to take even a little of the pain that is reflected by my friends when I see and feel their sentiments of pain. Maybe the same thing he’s feeling right now, at this very moment.
So lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be alright
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the night
I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart
Look me in the eye
And lie lie lie.
And so I won’t lie in bed anymore. I smile. Try to go around things without the trace of remebering things this morning.
So lie to me and tell me that we're gonna be ok
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the day
I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart,
Sunshine. Very little sunshine. Looks like some things aren't always what they seem.
Look me in the eye,
Another day. Another coming yesterday. Looks like there's grace in every loss.
And lie,
The song ends as I got to my feet.
Lie, lie, lie.
But the love is not gone yet.
Labels: blahblahblah, dream, fiction, ugly
ianne ended @ 11:23:00 PM
