Last night, I went to a party and drunk more than I intended to (I REGRET NOTHING). Anyway, a friend of mine suggested I write a poem, I might be surprised. This was written by an intoxicated me (but not drunk enough to have a hangover, so I’m okay) so yeah. It sounds stupid. OKAY. I should really go back to studying for my exam now.
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ODE TO BACARDI
The myth of a thousand splendid suns
suspended in a bottle of glass both clandestine and pure
liquid sunlight
trapped in the result of a tedious process
its amber rays radiating heat
from my throat
to the inner workings of my soul
like porridge on a snowy day
or hot cocoa on a rainy night
It is the last remnance of brightness I see
before darkness engulfs it.
Or so I think.
But its heat travels
and warms me
enough for my body
to send forth salty liquid in reply
like a courtship dance
when he finally magnetizes a she from her shell
the bottled sun leads me to think
everything is unreal
It glimmers innocently
a magic potion
with a hint of the stars beneath its surface
And even by glancing at it
you know
it is not something to ignore
and there you go
becoming the sun’s attracted *something, I can’t read my handwriting*
And though all of this is strange
You know it to be true
So necromancer, pray tell,
what golden power is this
and you smile enigmatically
and somehow that is enough
for though we are mere acquaintances
its heat will remain in my belly
and its vibrance in my heart.
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I dedicate this to every person who has ever gotten tipsy/drunk and knows exactly what I mean with this poem. *bow*
I know step one is to get off Tumblr, but how on earth do you do that?!
I caught him watching the Doctor Who seasons I snuck into his hard drive. I have recruited a new Whovian! YAHOO
I know everybody prolly has this already, but where I live it’s really hard to get a copy of this so I am proud to announce that.. MY EMPIRE MAGAZINE FINALLY ARRIVED!!!
Okay, that’s all.
PS Sorry for my face, I thought it would look prettier with the magazine around me but.. nah, I pale in comparison.
Here, Ria! I hate seeing pictures of myself on Tumblr but I like how naturally blurry this is. Haha!
It’s already 1 am here.
Yes, attempting to finish Math homework. I need to lighten my load a bit so that tomorrow (later, technically, since it’s already June 26th) I can just finish writing my essay and review for the 3-4 quizzes the day after. Boo.
The
dedication
of my life
is split
seven ways:
To Harry,
To Ron,
To Hermione,
To Dumbledore,
To Snape,
To Dumbledore’s Army,
And to J. K. Rowling
For sticking
with me
until the
very
end.
(via houlted-deactivated20110724-dea)
I feel rejected.
POTTERMORE FIX YOUR &!@*(&(
I hope this doesn’t give the impression that I’m blowing my own horn or anything, it’s just that I am really happy and I totally didn’t expect it.
My parents cried but I was at school doing the Awit ng Puso orchestra rehearsal so I didn’t see. Thankfully (or not), they redid the whole crying thing so I saw my dad cry for the first time ever. Proud Atenista kasi yun eh :))
Imagine these are my parents. They went something like that too LOL
<-Mom
<-Dad
*Mine’s at the top D: Yeah, identity exposed :))
By the way, pictures are not mine! Pictures came from here.
Anyway, I am taking this as a sign that I am really meant to be here. THANK YOU TALAGA LORD D: ALL FOR YOU LORD!
