I saw this sa blog ni Rica [my friend]..

A - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.
B - You are always cautious when it comes to meeting new people.
C - You definitely have a partier side in you, dont be shy to show it.
D - You have trouble trusting people
E - You are a very exciting person.
F - Everyone loves you.
G - You have excellent ways of viewing people.
H - You are not judgemental.
I - You are always smiling & making others smile.
J - Jealousy.
K - You like to try new things.
L - Love is something you deeply believe in.
M - Success comes easily to you.
N - You like to work, but you always want a break.
O - You are very open-minded.
P - You are very friendly and understanding.
Q - You are a hypocrite.
R - You are a social butterfly.
S - You are very broad-minded.
T - You have an attitude, a big one.
U - You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards.
V - You have very good physical looks.
W -You like your privacy .
X - You never let people tell you what to do .
Y - You cause a lot of trouble.
Z - You're always fighting with someone
SPELL UR NAME AND SEE WHAT U R!!!
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R - You are a social butterfly
O - You are very open-minded
S - You are very broad-minded
A - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind
F - Everyone loves you
I - You are always smiling & making others smile
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A moon, one day past full, hung in an clouded night sky. The clouds, the color of off eggshell white, drifted across the moon’s face, giving the night an eerie appearance. A cool breeze blew through the tall pines, draped in tendrils of Spanish moss. The white oyster shell roads through the roadside park flickered in and out in brightness as the moon went in and out of obscurity. Inside the long shadows of pines, the figure of a man on a motorcycle was silhouetted. The bike, small in size, was propped on its stand and its rider sat sideways on it. His face, angular with high cheekbones and a sloped jaw, was occasionally caught in the glow of the cigarette he was smoking. His brown eyes were hidden from view by long dark eyelashes that matched the almost ebony black of his hair. There was no sound from him except the occasional inhale and exhale as he drew on the cigarette. The light wind’s soft whisper played through the trees and ruffled the stubborn crab grass growing determinedly through the scattered oyster shells. He stretched his long slender black jean clad legs out in front of him and with hands, long fingered and moving with a natural grace, reached to pull the zipper higher on his black leather jacket. The breeze carried a chill to it as it crossed over the water of the boat channel that lay behind the park about a quarter of a mile. It was not cold but just enough of a lower temperature for the man to need the jacket. He tossed the cigarette butt away from him and turned his left wrist over, glancing at the watch he wore face down. His thin lipped mouth moved in a frown as he saw the time of near eleven. “Where are you? You’re late.” he said out loud to himself, his voice rich with a southern accent. He lifted one leg and shifted himself into a more comfortable position on the leather seat of the bike. It was just about that time that he heard the sputter of a loud muffler. He let out a sigh of relief as he saw the little gray car turn off the highway into the park and move slowly down the main road of the park towards him. He felt himself soon framed in the dual beams of the car’s headlights. The car came to a halt about eight feet from him and then the headlights went out. He heard the motor shut down and the lone occupant of the car stepped out into view. He watched her move towards him with an undisguised grace. Her walk was strong, her head high, and her blue eyes focused totally on him. She smiled at him with almost perfect white teeth. Her face was pale in the faded moonlight and he did not need to touch it to know how silky soft that unblemished complexion was. He thought she only grew more and more lovely each time he saw her. She had almost reached him when she suddenly stopped and turned around to return to the car. She opened the door, inserted the key and turned the switch to accessories. The am radio in the car came out loud and as if almost in perfect coincidence, he heard the lyrics of Roy Orbison’s song, RUNNING SCARED, drift through the air. As he began to hum to the song, he rose to his feet and started towards her as she headed back to him. They met in the middle. He opened his arms and she stepped into them. As she laid her head on his shoulder, he heard her sigh softly. “Tired, lover?” he ask her. “Yes. We were busy today.” she answered. He knew she worked hard at her job in her parents’ restaurant and though she was only nineteen, she was tired at the end of the day. Without asking why she was late, he knew why. She had stopped at her house and changed into a pair of jeans and a pullover blue sweater. To him, she looked beautiful and sexy. He could not help but wish for the thousandth time that she would go to the next state and marry him there where she was of legal age. In their own state, they had to be twenty-one to marry. She was adamant though that she wanted to wait and marry in their home town instead of eloping. If only she knew how hard waiting was on him, he thought longingly to himself. Yet, not only did he love her but he respected her and he would wait if that is what she really wanted. “Does your dad know you are meeting me here?” he questioned. “You know better. He would have my hide if he knew.” she answered. “Lover, someday you are going to have to be honest with them. We can’t go on hiding till you come of legal age.” he reminded her. “I know, but not yet. Can’t we talk about it later?” she replied, a soft hint of pleading in her voice. “I don’t like it, honey, but you know how best to handle it.” he said softly. RUNNING SCARED had finished and now, BILLY AND SUE, a tragic “dear john” love song, began to play. She leaned in closer to him and hugged him tightly while she said softly, “I am so glad that you did not have to go to Nam.” “I would have if my leg had not been busted up so bad from the wreck last year. Would you have found someone else if I had?” he questioned, but she could tell by his smile that he was teasing. “Of course not!” she insisted as she leaned back and lifted her gaze to stare into his. “I know you wouldn’t, baby. You and me, we are forever.” he said tenderly and then lowered his lips to kiss her gently. She was so precious to him. They had everything against them but both believed that nothing could stop them from being together. They were forever!

You must know this,
that three words aren’t enough. I love you. I really do love you, but that is not all. In fact, it is just the beginning. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life giving you the same three words each day; at the end of each phone call, at the end of every night. No. It would be my personal hell to live behind such restricted bars. To offer you the same rose day after day.

I want you to know that my purpose in life is love, and to love you. I spend my time inventing new ways to love you. I search my heart intently, thinking up ideas to find your heart. I want to speak to you, I want to communicate with you. I want shed all fear, jealously and logic we wear from day to day. I want to find you on the other side of humanity. A place I firmly believe in, a place free from war, a place free from the terror of non acceptance. I believe in this place, which I why I now extend my hand and proclaim, I accept you for who you are. I want you to know that your heart has a second home. Think of the freedom of your soul, the way you know yourself, the way you don’t have to lie as you accept yourself for who you are.

I want to know you like that.

I am torn for waiting for you. Sitting at a bar stool, watching you, waiting for you to look at me. I am here, desolate, across the room. Eager to pour my life into you, eager for you to know the most basic of things. Like a butterfly in the hands of a child; warm, gentle, full of infinite care. I am here, crying for the urgency of now, how I can’t find you across the room, to tell you how little time I have left, how I want to spend it inventing love in your honor. I am here, the blood of my pen, sketching the origins of love on napkins. Lost, meager, dry at the notion you’re not going home with me.

I know no other way to find you, then through my words. I cannot express the unseen, I cannot forge the bridge between our two hearts. I am powerless when I look at you. Annihilated by the very energy you bring forth from me, I have but two hands to cup this entire ocean. And I feel that I failed you; I didn’t try hard enough, I didn’t sacrifice enough to make you see the blood of a lover. The river rushed over me, and I sat across the room, unable to speak. I am sorry, I am eternally sorry.

My love for you is great, it is an ocean behind me. It is a body of many with a single thought and a single name. It’s crushing weight is nothing in the presence of you. Towering over you, it is harmless; though raging, though certain, though impending. It’s rejected and recessed as you turn your shoulder away from me.

I don’t know what else to say, I don’t know how else to put it. All I know is that my heart is maze, a universe with its own laws, labels and mysteries. All I know is this infinitely complex entity begs to be understood by you. To connect with you, to find some deeper meaning then eight letters. I don’t want to use words, I don’t want to use my voice. They are too obscure, they are without emotion. I want to speak to you with my heart. I want you to stand inside my soul and saturate your body with pure energy. I want there to be no loss of emotion. Two pure souls speaking a language not understood by the mortal self. I believe in these things, I believe they are possible, I believe God is attainable. And I want to find God with you.

This song is dedicated to someone special that will leave tomorrow....

GOODBYE TO YOU-Michelle Branch

Of all the things I believe in
I just want to get it over with
tears from behind my eyes
but I do not cry
Counting the days that past me by

I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
Looks like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend and I say

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I love
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

I still get lost in your eyes
And it seems like I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes till you chase my thoughts away
To a place where I am blinded by the light but it's not right

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

Ohhh yeah
It hurts to want everything & nothing at the same time
I want whats yours and I want whats mine
I want you but I'm not giving in this time

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

We the stars fall and I lie awake
Your my shooting star

I have my sun cellular na... so, text or call me ok?! It's my last day in my SP, goodbye to you goobye to everything.... hahahaha!!!!
My mother and my father have general cleaning, i just slept, so the house is so clean.... My mother cooked crabs squids.... its so delicious...

BY THE WAY, very *belate* merry christmas and happy 2005..... sorry late na!

What did I did last Christmas?
- During the 25th of December we went to subic, zambales [25-27]... but we spent our noche buena in our house in antipolo, but supposed to be here in condo....

NEW YEAR EVE?
- I don't have any fun... i didn't also eat our noche buena, i did not also went outside to see the fireworks or the firecrackers... because they are treating me like their maid.... urgh!!!

I forgot my sun cellular number is 09223444581...


By the way,

This is my name in japanese.... I didn't see my name Rosafi or Safi but I saw Rose!