Don't be stupid.

it was mom who said u look up to me

and it was ur friends who confirmed this simple fact,

tell u sumthing,

that is very dumb!!!

So u think im free?

im tied down to the darkness of my past actions

So u think im happy?

im crushed by every failure and its responsibilities

So u think im organized?

i do things in a pace that even a turlte can beat

So u think i have a lot of friends?

I need to work twice as hard just to keep them talking to me

So u think im strong?

i cry out in pain when i stand up and move in the mornings

So u think im your big brother?

i have nothing to teach

So u still look up to me?

Dont be Stupid

It is you who i look up to my dear younger brother

Love you Coco

 
Currently feeling: cynical
Posted by pr3dude on August 27, 2004 at 01:05 AM as a stickied post | 2 comments
 

I am never a person
I am only my father's son
I came into this world with nothing
So I owe my life

I lived in his shadow
so shall I walk in darkness
It was him who give me money
so shall i pay

I occupy his house
so shall i follow the rules

It is his harsh words
and sly jokes
that demand me to do more, push harder...
until there is no more

It is his love that asks
a brighter future for me
yet It's my love for him
that makes me fail

I love him my dear daddy
Yet the bar was set high
thus i fall down harder

It's hard to be a failure
as the first son
yet it's harder for him
for he's the father
of that first son

To this, I pick up
my heart
my soul
my mind
and offer it to him
just so he can throw it
once more

I understand
I'm Sorry

Let me clear things up:
I never did and never will
blame my father for who I am,
for there is no me....
There is only my father's son

Note: I'm so sorry

Currently feeling: Negative
Posted by pr3dude on August 27, 2004 at 12:44 AM as a stickied post | 5 comments
July 28, 2005

finding excuses

remember the other day
i was in your arms
holding you
not wanting to let go
my eyes closed
thinking how good it feels to be with you
i closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep
it was an excuse to stay
upon 20 minutes u woke me up
asking me to take you home...

i got tons of excuses to make you stay
but ultimately it's because i love you
but no matter what i say
you seem to have better excuses to leave

Posted by pr3dude on July 28, 2005 at 08:14 AM | Add a Comment
July 23, 2005

untitled

though the peace of sleep is tempting to not wake,

nothing compares to opening my eyes and seeing her face...

Posted by pr3dude on July 23, 2005 at 05:14 PM | Add a Comment
July 19, 2005

breaking the silence of a moment of clarity

every saturdays and sundays i go through a deep trance and let go of all that is that worries me. 

 

in this dream i am being loved.

 

it is here that i am truly happy.

 

but alas at the end of it all i wake up from these dreams.

 

as sweat drip from my forehead i take in the happiness of the dream,

 

and realize the pain of reality.

 

apparently she's having the tym of her life.

 

so happy with her boyfriend and neglecting the hurt that she has inflicted.

 

she thinks this is all a game.

 

one that is called "me on weekends and his on weekdays".

 

what's worse is the fact that it is not him who is being played,

 

but it is me who is being toyed with.

 

ang sabi niya nga, "kabit lang ako".

 

and ultimately, when the weekend comes, i come back to be played some more.

 

and it HURTS

 

Posted by pr3dude on July 19, 2005 at 09:40 PM | 2 comments
July 18, 2005

untitled

 

An 18-year-old boy stares out the window searching for answers. His name is Joseph, but his father calls him Eppy. It was no surprise to him that his dad was overprotective of him. The year that he was born was the day that his dad lost his wife. This was the only day that Eppy’s mom made the decision without the consultation his father. It was then that his father promised to take care of the only memory his wife left him, Eppy. He never went to school. His life evolved around taking care of the garden that his father and him have been giving all their efforts on.

 

Everything was well between them until Eppy turned 18. It’s almost a year since he had his 18th birthday. He remembers that day vividly for it was day that his dad last spoke to him.. He was called by his dad for a talk. He came into the door and sat on the chair, which was directly in front of his dad. It was the first time his dad has given him money to spend on his own, “Son, starting today u will live your own life. You’re now 18 and I believe it is time you go out the house and explore the world out there. I want you to live on your own terms.  Just be home by twelve ok?”

 

Eppy drives off and goes to where most people went at night. He stepped into the bar and sat in front of the bar tender. He asks what people do in such a place. The barkeeper answers, “They drink alcohol.” With that he asks for alcohol and downs it in one down. The barkeeper was surprised and says, “hell boy, slow down.” The night goes on and by 11 he has drank more than a bottle of whisky. He felt his head get woozy and decides to go home.

 

He was driving home when his eyes starts to close involuntarily. He knew he was sleepy thus he decides to sleep.

 

The next morning he walks into the house and finds no one. He then sat on the sofa in the living room and falls asleep. About 15 minutes into his sleep he hears his dad’s voice. He then stands up to look for him and sees his dad crying in the kitchen. He just stood there looking at him. He realizes that this is also the time when his mom died. He should’ve known better. He should’ve just stayed at home with his dad. Although it was his birthday it was also his mom’s death anniversary. He felt guilty and just decides to walk away.

 

That entire week his dad would be gone from the time he wakes up till he was ready for sleep. In that week his dad was always wearing black. He figures this was his way to mourn for his beloved wife and he respected the gesture. And since then his dad would always come home very drunk. And since he knew how being drunk felt like he understood that his dad just needed rest. And so every night he would just walk away from the sight of his drunken dad.

 

Since then, he never spoke to his dad ever again. Even if he tried his dad would simply walk away.

 

That entire year Eppy just concentrated on keeping the garden beautiful thinking that maybe this act will bring him to his father’s good graces..

 

Today, Eppy celebrates his 19th birthday and now he knows better and decides to just stay in the house to watch over his dad. At night he heard someone else’s voice at home. It was the first time since last year that his dad has invited a neighbor into the house. Although it was exciting to receive a guest, he knew that this was his father’s guest and not his own. It was pretty obvious that they were about to drink alcohol. and as the 2 had sat on the living room sofa Eppy decides to sit in the kitchen where he knew he was going to be able to overhear them.

 

His father starts the conversation by saying, “today we celebrate my son’s birthday, and tomorrow I mourn my wife.”

 

The guest answers back by saying, “man what has happened to you? Do you not understand that your son has been taking care of the garden? Do you not see that it has been a year since you have been there yet it has been blooming all those wonderful flowers?”

 

His dad looked offended and forcefully says, “I’d rather not talk about my son. I’m sorry, it was last year that I told him to be his own man and live. Right now, I am looking forward to speaking to my wife instead. If you have noticed man, my son is not here.”

 

Eppy was upset and decides to go into the living room to speak in his behalf, “Dad, I am here. Why are you doing this to me? You might have asked me to live my life but I never agreed to live it without you. Dad, I miss you.”

 

And just like his dad always did this past year he just stands up and tells the neighbor, “I’m sorry, but I don’t think this was a good idea after all. I’m going to bed.”

 

As his dad climbed the stairs, Eppy, feeling snubbed, picks up a glass and throws it to the wall. The neighbor knowing this was not his place decides to run out the door.

 

Once again, Eppy was left alone. He cried all night thinking that maybe tomorrow he should go with his dad to visit his mom’s grave. Probably then they could have a good conversation. One in which he will be heard.

 

The next morning, Eppy wakes up and runs to his dad’s room only to discover that he has already gone. With much haste, he puts on his pants and a shirt and runs after his dad.

 

He arrives and sees his dad standing in front of his mother’s grave. As he got closer he heard him talking, “I cannot believe I’m here today without our son. I remember you telling me to take care of him for your last breath. Now, I am here alone. I loved our son, I really did. But now I no longer can.”

 

In confusion Eppy steps up from behind his dad and speaks up, “Why dad? Why can you not love me? I have always been here for you. It’s just that you have only neglected me this past year.”

 

His dad collapses to his knees crying to the near grave, “I’m sorry son. I have failed both you and your mother. I was not able to show you how much I cared. In the moment that counted I wasn’t able to protect you from harm. I just hope through all of these you knew that I loved you.”

 

Eppy started to cry and as he reached out to say I love you in return, his father stood up, only to reveal the name on the grave just beside his mother’s.

 

It was then that Eppy realized, in the year that all he wanted to tell his dad that he loved him, it was just not possible. His dad was standing over Eppy’s grave, the place where Eppy have laid in peace for that entire year. In that moment of clarity, he understood that on the day his dad gave him the chance to live he was found dead inside their car that crashed into a tree.

 

People always say, you only realize a person’s importance when they are gone. What they don’t realize is that it is just as hard when it is you that’s gone

Posted by pr3dude on July 18, 2005 at 05:56 AM | Add a Comment
June 9, 2005

try this if u got nuthing to do...

http://members.home.nl/saen/Special/zoeken.html
its a simple spot the difference game...
lets see if u have a sharp eye
Posted by pr3dude on June 9, 2005 at 10:05 PM | Add a Comment
December 29, 2004

The New Look of erpo

ok ok so i said erpo sucked... but as it turns out erpi and erpo are now level 41 but the thing is erpo can take out the monsters in jina ulike erpi... thus, I'm gonna play erpo... now i swear i wouldn't change or create any new ones... oh yah check out erpo's new pants and weapon... the weapon looks like a panda's paw... really nice touch huh...

and well check out my new combo... plus take note of the critical damages.... thanks to my nerve...

hehehe.... i need an ashram though.. /sob


Posted by pr3dude on December 29, 2004 at 06:47 AM | Add a Comment
December 27, 2004

And then there was erpi...

Ok ok, so i guess my Yaksa's wasn't working out... Pureheart didn't do much damage and was really hard to train... erpo, my 1:1 nerve:heart build was still not doing much damage and was getting me really sleepy when i play... (note: erpo was better than PureHeart)

Since i hated those damn asuras for kill stealing me and taking most of my exp since they were doing monstrous damage in a short span of tym why not make one myself. I tried but when i was trying to make one i saw all the faces was really ugly... so i made a yaksasha and Wow... all the sprites were Hot... jeez those sprites are trophy girlfriends if they were real... :D

Now at level 34... This charater was killing like there was no tomorow... only problem is getting mobbed. My exp goes down when i try to move up to a higher level monster... so what do i do? prey on the weak!!! hehehe... its cool though since yaksashas can move and kill really fast thus low level mobs are such a war zone for asura/yaksashas....

I'd keep you updated ok... Need to level up...
FYI... i haven't done any Quests yet since i was so much into leveling this char... maybe after the job change or when i reach 40...

Posted by pr3dude on December 27, 2004 at 12:52 AM | Add a Comment
December 26, 2004

Erpo @ 38

Today is a happy day, not because christmas just passed it's because erpo just became level 38... that means a new set of armor... woohoo i'm wearing the Tars Set... now i'm starting to look like the Yaksa that i am... check out the new look...

ok so from here on end i have no quest to do until i reach 40... by then id be able to use a new weapon... woohoo... and then after that i'd be able to use a new set for armors... wohoo...

i wana change job as well... i'm planning to be an all out offensive yaksa... that'd kick ass... check out my combo as of today... it's only gonna get better from here... :D



Posted by pr3dude on December 26, 2004 at 01:16 AM | Add a Comment
December 25, 2004

PureHeart

now i am trying to level my yaksa to thirty... hope it reaches thirty before the day ends... i really need to change my equipments to those higher tpye of armors...

so far a pure heart yaksa aint so bad... i'm enjoying the benefits o 1280 hp ryt now and yes it rocks!!! i am so relaxed in fighting those basic mobs... although the number of misses and the amount of damage can be really annoying it still nice that i know all i need to do is bring a couple of red pots and i'd be alive.... this beats the asura way of fighting... where in u have to kill it before it kills you...

when i turn thirty i'd go and choose Shiva (again)... the people of shiva rocks and my "idol" in the game is a shivan after all...

the only thing i have to think of ryt now is when i turn 45 should i go for an offensive or a supportive yaksa.... with all my TP i have more than enuf to support not only myself but for othersa as well.... it's still a long way to go though.... hmmm.... time to level up...
Praise Shiva!!!


Posted by pr3dude on December 25, 2004 at 10:06 AM | Add a Comment
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