The Skyline Angel

Just a skyline angel with healing wings, dreaming of the open, waiting for the day...
The day that my wings will fully heal, and I can spread them out and fly away...
I wait... Breathing with hope, and living on that almost unshakeable force called faith.
... But until that day, the feathers of my memories shall be carried on the breeze of time and destiny... to this humble little blog.

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my guitar
music
photography
writing
singing and dancing
stargazer lilies
writing
using the net
fire & ice
life

Dislikes
backstabbers
users
cheaters
cockroaches
pens that don't work
bad time management
too much pressure
mosquitos


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Zal
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Gian
Mike
Kuya Jowi
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Pisay 09
Tianxia 09
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Friday, July 08, 2005

Here's one of the many poems I wrote about my classmates. I just started writing about all of them for the heck of it. I had no intention to post them online, until my friend Ricky wheedled me into it.
So, here's the first of my Topaz Poetry, about two classmates who drive each other up the wall, and love doing it (and hell no, they are so not a couple! Don't get any ideas).

Quintin & Anna
"Hey Anna, you know, yesterday, when - ?"

"Oh please, Quintin, shut up!"
"Hahaha! Catch me if you can, Anna!"
"Quintin!"

An argument is heard
Over the typical classroom babble
Some stop from daily life to watch
The argument that stops, goes, stops, goes.

But reflect, if you will
On the two beings you are confronted with
They are as different as night and day
But are as close as B and A.

Well, Q and A, anyway.

They are so different, yet so alike.
Short and stout. Tall and thin.
Irritatingly honest. Sarcastic.
Firmly studious. Happy-go-lucky sporty.

And both drive each other up the wall.
A day won't pass without at least one argument
But everyone knows, it's all in fun.

And soon, it is heard
Over the typical classroom babble.
And some stop from daily life to watch
The end of the argument that stops, goes, stops, goes.

"Oh, just stop it already, Quintin!"
"Hey, Anna, I'm sorry! Aww... come on!"
"Oh, alright, fine."

It is resolved
And everyone shrugs their shoulders with a smile
And goes back to daily life

Then, two minutes later...

"Hey Anna, you know, yesterday, when - ?"
"Oh please, Quintin, shut up!"
"Hahaha! Catch me if you can, Anna!"
"Quintin!"

~~ Eruanne
Current mood: highly amused
Current music: So Young by the Corrs


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