Lyrics to Brandy's new song LONG DISTANCE. On Fiyah!

I love this song! I've played this song whole today on my ipod.

Listen to it here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xuiSFDuo3ac

Long Distance

b r a n d y

There’s only so many songs that I can sing to pass the time.
And I’m running out of things to do to get you off my mind (oh whoa).
All I have is this picture in a frame (oh ah),
that I hold close to see your face everyday.

With you is where I’d rather be,
but we’re stuck where we are.
It’s so hard, you’re so far..
This long distance is killing me.
I wish that you are here with me,
but we’re stuck where we are
it’s so hard, you’re so far.. (so hard, you’re so far..)
This long distance is killing me.

It’s so hard, it’s so hard, where we are, where we are, you’re so far.
This long distance is killing me.
It’s so hard, it’s so hard, where we are, where we are, you’re so far
(so hard, so hard, where we are, where we are, your so far).
This long distance is killing me.

Now the minutes feel like hours
and the hours feel like days.. (whoa oh whoa)
While I’m away (way-ay)
You know right now I can’t be home (ah)
But I’m coming home soon (ah)
Coming home soon.. (ah a hah)
All I have is this picture in a frame (ah),
that I hold close to see your face everyday.

With you is where i’d rather be (where I’d rather be..),
but we’re stuck where we are (oh oh).
It’s so hard, (oh ah) you’re so far.. (oh ah)
This long distance is killing me.
I wish that you are here with me (you are here with me),
but we’re stuck where we are (oh oh)
It’s so hard, (oh ah) you’re so far.. (oh ah)

Can you hear me crying?
Ooh (oh-oh oh-oh)
Can you hear me crying? (oh-oh ah!)
Ooh (oh-oh oh-oh)
Can you hear me crying? (oh-oh ah!)
Ooh (oh-oh oh-oh)
Ooh woo whoa ah ah oh ah (oh-oh ah!)
Uh ah uh ah whoa0h ah (oh-oh oh-oh)

With you is where i’d rather be (where I’d rather be..) whoa!
(but we’re stuck where we are) oh!
(it’s so hard) So hard (your so far), so far
(this long distance is killing me) This long distance is killing me
I wish that you are here with me (you are here with me) me..
(but we’re stuck where we are) Stuck where we are! So hard! So far
This long distance is killing me

It’s so hard, it’s so hard, where we are, where we are, you’re so far.
This long distance is killing me.
It’s so hard, it’s so hard, where we are, where we are, you’re so far
(so hard, so hard, where we are, where we are, your so far).
This long distance is killing me.

There’s only so many songs that I can sing to pass the time

My New Embarkments!

It has been two months and so many days, I have to be shaking my shimmy again. Like Stella, I have to get back to the groove baby!

MMDA launched a design competition of the two rotundas in the NAIA complex. The prize at stake is half a million pesos. Anybody interested in joining the contest, check out www.mmda.gov.ph. Ideally, I'll group myself with my Metro Manila based colleagues but I am considering the possibility of forming a Bicolano team of designers for this. This is going to be a lot of fun!

Next, I'll be staying in Iriga for about a week or two. While unoccupied, I'll be asking kind owners of beautiful homes in Iriga City if I can take a peek inside their beautiful houses, take pictures and post them here and Ugat's (http://ugat.blogspot.com/) web blog. I'll also take an analysis of the taste and styles of Iriguenos when it comes to deciding what kind of home they want. What about a top ten list? Iriga's Finest Homes? We'll see.


Until then!

I remain.

My PORTFOLIO OF WORKS

The Proofs of Pussy Existence

Good Morning WORLD!

I love waking up early in the morning especially when the sun greets me with a kiss and a promise of nice things ahead.

Okay, yesterday I did my laundry and while I was hanging my clothes, I noticed spots of chocolaty appearance on the ground (amongst the dried dead leaves of Kaimito which is a very messy tree, however I’m in love with it because of the shade it provides). Accents I thought. I looked around, this time taking into consideration inconspicuous elements that have missed my first ocular investigation. Remains of rats randomly distributed with their dreams of a good life evaporated into the thin air (scented). That explains the scent! All the while I was thinking it was the smell of summer and the canal beside our property is just having some 'periods'. Then night time, I have to remind myself (I composed a mantra) that the ground is cursed, and any mistake and miscalculated move might lead me to a pile of shit (yes, all interpretations accepted)! So I started this morning with a drive to live a peaceful, clean and environment friendly way of life. Equipped with a "sig-gid" (waling tingting), I swept the surface of the concrete slab (which serves as our service area and lanai) and now the textured surface is smiling.

Looking from the outside, I realized my life for the past few days can qualify as irrelevant and unnecessary. Days of fun and uncontrollable desires lead me to some more days of stupor and confusion. Now it's taking its toll. Stockpile of work and undecided issues cluttered my mind and my desk. Like the fallen leaves and spots of shit and dead rats that almost covered our concreted front. Thanks to coffee and cigarette. My only constant companion (which will eventually lead me to my death which in further is where we will all go).

Now I need my electronic and mental 'sig-gid' to remove the clutter in my mind and life (some of it at least). And yes, I might need some 10mm thick rubber gloves (so I wont feel the texture) to remove the shit and dead meat. Disinfectant also.


b_r0cka!

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A band of humans screaming "pata pata patapon!" chased me to my awakening from a dream. Cubao na at wow, ang lakas ng ulan! How will i get off this bus? What a way to welcome a returning (adopted, in my own rigth) son!

I left Iriga last night. I have a meeting with a client this coming Thursday, 29 May 2008. On board, HITMAN was playing. I fell in love with 47. I figured the 8-10 hour travel should give me time to assess my life and plan my next move. But i slept through the whole trip. Entertaining friends is not an easy task i guess. A small chat with a crush and a little pang-aalaska highlighted my day yesterday. Yun naman di ba, pag crush mo lagi mong tinutukso (hihi!). Nagbaon ako ng konting smile nya (haha!).

Today is production day. Like a thief, i stole some time from my production period to write this entry.

Now, back to work.

Edge

12:45 AM. The rain began pouring as I light up a cigarette. Promisingly heavy, raindrops knocked on my head and body, washing away the sins of the day and camouflaging the rolling tears on my face. Nobody can really tell about how I feel while drenched in the rain, not even my own self. Though at that time, nobody was really around to witness the episode, except for a lone soul that has no face who found shelter from a hut.

I love the cold touch of the rain the same way I welcome the kiss of the sun on my skin during a hot summer’s day. I remember walking in the rain a few months ago after an intense day at work. I feel human and vulnerable, and at one with nature. It’s one of the very few instances where I really feel alone and focused on myself.

Tonight however, I feel different. The drops of water felt like tormenting needles. An instrument of a mighty being programmed to punish a sinner (basing from the crazy doctrines I grew up with that I no longer observe). Is freedom beginning to take its toll or am I just looking at things at the wrong point of view?

Update of the Chronicle

I had a dream about him last night. In that dream, he text messaged me and asked me to come out because he's right outside, waiting for me. Then i woke up, looked at my phone and found that there's no message. I remember that I did not even have the courage to text message him right away after getting his number.

I got Bamboo's (Probinsyano) number through a friend. Now, i felt like Frodo bearing the weight of temptation of the one Ring to rule them all. If I wear it, Sauron will know where I am and the Ring will want to be found. If I text message him, I will probably confess my true feelings for him then he'll know and it could be Mount Doom for me.

Thank Galadriel for the phial containing the light of Eärendil's star. I was able to see some sense out of this 'Too-much-love-will-kill-you' phase (Thanks Freddie!).

Sunday today, production day. Time to realign whatever part of my life that needs it. I'll be productive today.

Nurturing this kind of feeling can get me to a point of euphoria. But when the high is gone, i am all alone.

Sad shit to start my day!