How bad and good does it need to get?
How many loses, how much regret?
What chain reaction, what cause and effect
Makes you turn around,
Makes you forgive and forget,
makes you change…makes you change…
-Tracy Chapman(Change)
It would have been nicer if I know the complete lyrics, but I don’t. Don’t worry, next time. Every line makes the song really special to me (you in wonderment).Hay…I just don’t wanna be corrected if ever i wrote down the faulty and innacurate lyrics. Hehe.
Oh well, my favorite and most kosher nephew - my Chikabang(he invented this one), just bailed out from the hospital an hour ago and is now rollicking with us once again. He couldn’t take the hospital miasma anymore and wanted to go to the mall already. Mana sa pagkagala ko! Thankfully, he’s back to furor and normalcy. SuperMarma(that’s me.he made this up,too!) is happy again!hehe…
-33-
Name-Goo Goo Dolls
And even though the moment passed me by
I still can’t turn away
Cause all the dreams you never thought you’d lose
Got tossed along the way
And letters that you never meant to send
Get lost or thrown away
And now we’re grown up orphans
That never knew their names
We don’t belong to no one
That’s a shame
But if you could hide beside me
Maybe for a while
And I won’t tell no one your name
And I won’t tell em your name
Scars are souvenirs you never lose
The past is never far
Did you lose yourself somewhere out there
Did you get to be a star
And don’t it make you sad to know that life
Is more than who we are
You grew up way too fast
And now there’s nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
And I won’t tell no one your name
And I won’t tell em your name
I think about you all the time
But I don’t need the same
If it’s lonely where you are come back down
And I won’t tell em your name
Ugh…I ssssoooo love that song! oh, sweet reveries…
What does it mean when you dream that half of you wants to run away and half of you wants to stay? And….you can’t choose. You can’t decide. You tell yourself, this couldn’t be any worse.
i dream that i am picking up a car key which belongs to your mom and I feel the urge to run after her and toss it her way. then, as soon as i drop the key into her palm, she stops me as if telling me that I have to wait a little while…for you. I want to scram real bad for fear that you might see me, not for fear that i might catch a glimpse of you. I am your eyesore and I want to stay away from your sight because that’s what I’m told - that’s what I know I have to do - although I really wish to be be visible all the time. As I am about to step outside, you come in with a few new faces. I sink back to my seat, wanting to die. Try to cover my face with a newspaper i hold up in front of me. You sit just right behind me. You tap my left shoulder and say… “Ikaw ha…andyan ka pala. Di mo lang ako pinansin.”
Then I woke up feeling confounded and perplexed….
if faced with that kind of situation in reality, was that what i should really do?
Ang pansinin ka kung ayaw mo naman? Di bale, alam mong di kita de-deadmahin. Promise. 
