Archive | October, 2005

Posted on 25 October 2005 by Liza Mae V.

… waiting …
        … waiting …

         .    .
   .   I call   
.     .     .   
no answer.

                           .    .    .   I
call     .    
.     .  no answer    
.     .     
.      I leave a message.

 … still anxiously waiting …

I hate waiting for his phone calls.  I hate that I can’t reach
him.  I hate that I even care.  He is breaking ‘habits’ that
are breaking me because I need time to adjust, but I don’t want to
I love that he calls me to say ‘goodnight’.  I love his random
emails.  I love his tired/sleepy/sexy voice.  I love …

(phone rings)

-Liza Mae

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Busy again / Random surprises

Posted on 19 October 2005 by Liza Mae V.

Sunday & Monday night spent at school … installing useless
information in to my brain, only to find out that 5% of the information
was being of use.  Plus, the fun doesn’t stop there, I have 2
midterms left and numerous assignments & projects due before exams
in December.  The thoughts of what has to be accomplished seem
unfathomable but it will be done before I know it.  I will conquer
all … in my realm or reality, of course.

Awww … he’s pulling the random acts that I always do.

He:  I just called to say good night and I love you!

After he just spoke to me 10 minutes ago.  How sweet. 
*sigh*  I know my last entry seemed so dreadful but it was just my
frustrations of minor arguments.  He always thinks I’m trying to
start an argument but I just state what I dislike … blar.  It is
just the miscommunication between us sometimes that the message gets
lost in translation.  It is like I am speaking a foreign language.

-Liza Mae V.

“Life is not about how many breaths we take, but what takes our breath away” – Bobby B.

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… It’s cold …

Posted on 15 October 2005 by Liza Mae V.

I hate that I love you so much that it makes me cry every time we argue. I feel like I’m fighting for myself to be with you because every time it seems I’m losing grips of you. It was hard enough for me to get a glimpse of your feelings towards me but now I have to dig a little deeper. Layer upon layer I find pieces of you that I did not see, yesterday. I wonder what I will come across next.

I shed enough tears to grow a tree that holds a bird’s nest. I want to forget these times of our relationship but instead I hold them closely. I want to run free of problems but it seems we strive off these moments. It is like we enjoy pain, throwing words of hate, while I masturbate to your coldness. I suddenly become numb because it’s like I masturbate often and its gotten to the point that I feel nothing. I just feel the tears shatter to the floor shaking my world to the core and I don’t know what is in store. I just want you to adore me, but that’s another story. To be told. Because what I am about to unfold is the story of how we should be … you and me. Free from all the minor commotions that are stirring up our peaceful ocean. I just want to relax and let go … open this world of love. Again. If not today, tomorrow is another. I will put aside our differences and pay attentions to our closeness for I’m tired of … the bitching and complaining. I just want to find home again.

-Liza Mae

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Posted on 11 October 2005 by Liza Mae V.

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Picture my world.

Posted on 02 October 2005 by Liza Mae V.

Just some photos lying around.

Yasmin, Louanne, Self, Roxanne, & Darlene, on August 1, 2005 @ Republic.

Chica Locas …

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