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


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Wednesday, March 15, 2006

I don't know why I like to doodle at the back of my periodical test papers. Maybe it's because I'm so relieved that my terrible ordeal a.k.a. perio is over, that I get so inspired. I have sketched logos for the subject paper that I'm doodling on, poems about the view from the classroom window, mini-essays about love and life, and whatever else strikes my mind at the time.

Here's a kind of monologue I wrote at the back of... aww, come on, just read the title. It's a sort of thank you chuva for my English teacher, who is not only a really good teacher, but a great friend as well. I meant it for all my other teachers too, I guess. Ewan. Galing rin 'to sa mga ibang taga-Topaz, or even those of other sections. Come on guys, I'm sure that you all have your fave teachers. Just change ung subject matter chuva for them, 'di ba?

I guess I was feeling wistful at the time, because, well duh, it's the last week of school! I won't miss the schoolwork, but I will miss my friends. Whatever. Chuva nga e! 'Eto na nga, para tumahimik na ako.

~oOo~

Why is it that time seems to have flown so fast? It seems only yesterday when we were starting our journey together as teacher and student. That was about 10 or so months ago, if I remember correctly. So much time has passed from that time to now. So many memories have filled my mind.

I learned so much from you. Not just of the subject matter that you taught so brilliantly, but even more than I ever expected. It was not enough for you to teach me literature and grammar; nay, you taught me about the way the world works, how life is and how it really should be. You shared a bit of your world with me and guided me through my own.

It is only now, at the very end, that I realize just how much I have learned from you and experienced with you. It was not just lessons of literature that you taught me; lessons of life they were as well.

And, I also realize only now that I never did thank you enough for all that you have done. And really, you did a lot. You were patient with me and all my childish eccentricities, tolerated my strange mood swings, gave me guiidance when I was lost and confused, and, quite simply, you were there for me.

You did not ask for anything in return, save that I learn from you and give you the respect that was due. You need not have asked; you already won my respect from the very beginning.

It is only now, at the very end, that I realize that you are not just my teacher. You are my friend.


~~ Eruanne
current mood: senti
current music: Best I Ever Had by Vertical Horizon


8:20 PM