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Monday, December 11, 2006

skimming...

skimming through my blog, i noticed two comments from dear friends. and it made me smile.
especially....'wag na nga lang...hehehehehe

but it's nice to note that another person's skimming through my thoughts. whether out of boredom, plain curiosity or just for props --- i don't mind. it's just nice that someone's spending sometime reading my thoughts, be it in silence or aloud.

hmmmm....

it's raining outside.
it's yesterday's leftover and i really don't mind..
--- even if it had the edges of my dripping when i reported for work.
--- even if it pooled nasty puddles i had to avoid,one of which nearly causing me to trip all over my face.
--- even if i nearly slid and almost landed on my bumpers. thank good for my humps. hehehe

i love it when it rains.
and just a few hours ago, i listened to a borrowed CD (i won't name the collection, lest i'd be giving competition free publicity..hehehe) which contained one of my fave songs - "Tuwing Umuulan"...hmmmm

wala lang...i just happen to like the song.
and i also happen to like the rendition of the dude who's giving it his own interpretation.
it was smooth. suave. sincere.
minus the vocal pyrotechnics that some artists have taken the liberty to experiment with.

"...minsan pa ulan bumuhos ka 'wag nang tumigil pa. dalhin mo ma'y bagyo dalangin ito ng puso..sumasamo..pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw...damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa...tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka..."

and nope. i am not in love...well, at least not in the romantic sort of way.
why is it that (most) people would associate a woman's beauty (in bloom) as to being romantically in love? that someone from the opposite sex is making her feel aglow?

it's weird. really.
can't we look pretty just because we are happy? because we are deluged with happy thoughts? because a nice song is playing?

hmmmm...

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