Simply Red
Greatest Hits (1996)
Stars
anyone who ever held you
would tell you the way i'm feeling
anyone who ever wanted you
would try to tell you what i feel inside
the only thing i ever wanted
was the feeling that you ain't faking
the only one you ever thought about
wait a minute can't you see that i
i wanna fall from the stars
straight into your arms
i i feel you
i hope you comprehend
for the man who tried to hurt you
he's explaining the way i'm feeling
for all the jealousy i caused you
states the reason why i'm trying to hide
as for all the things you taught me
it sends my future into clearer dimensions
you'll never know how much you hurt me
stay a minute can't you see that i
i wanna fall from the stars
straight into your arms
i i feel you
i hope you comprehend
too many hearts are broken
a lover's promise never came with a maybe
so many words are left unspoken
the silent voices are driving me crazy
as for all the pain you caused me
making up could never be your intention
you'll never know how much you hurt me
stay can't you see that i
i wanna fall from the stars
straight into your arms
i i feel you
i hope you comprehend
posted by Jdavies @ 8/31/2002,
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Just remembered this song...I really love this one:
Simply Red
Blue (1998)
Say You Love Me
being one of those grains of sand
i get blown all around the world
and what i make of it
oh i don't know
what's the meaning of it
oh i don't know
i've been around so many times
that the world's turning in my mind
what do i think of it
oh it's so so
what more can you be than the things they say you've been
say you love me all around the world
stay and hug me all around the world
be yours a boy or be mine a girl
just say you love me
just say you love me
i never ever realised
it's so easy to make you cry
but did i break a bit
oh i hope no
have you forgot about it
oh i hope so
but you never ever wonder why
in every single pair of eyes
there is a hunger in it
or it's soul dies
what more can you be than the things they say you've been
say you love me all around the world
stay and hug me all around the world
be yours a boy or be mine a girl
say you love me all around the world
stay and hug me all around the world
be yours a boy or be mine a girl
just say you love me
come on now darling say you love me
oh yeah please please say you love me
come on say you love me
(i feel singing in the office)
posted by Jdavies @ 8/31/2002,
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Doble Alarma
I discovered the functionality of Post-it notes quite late, perhaps only on my last year in college; and frankly, I haven't got into the habit of sticking them on every known surface just yet, unlike most people. You know how irksome it can get when you got your computer monitor cluttered with notes here and there to remind you of daily tasks, hello's from friends, smiley's from dear honey, or maybe just plain crap you thought would be a good business idea when you have raise enough capital. It's a virtual carnival in Rio in there: eyes monitor-bound yet trip-hopping on one, two, four sticky notes or three. Or maybe I haven't talked about how many colors there are in the new 3M series. (Darn those neon ones, they really can get you high.)
Point here is not that I don't like them Post-its...I used to have even a software version sticky that clips on the desktop easily as well or a virtual corkboard, It's just that I have not grown much to love them fully...at times even I dread to be reminded of a freaking deadline staring me back in the eye. It's like big, bold letter exclaiming or maybe aptly, blurting out: HELLO! 2 days: report . Reminds me how some people use 2 alarm clocks to remind them to hello, wake up. It's ironic that they love these clocks aesthetically but bang them hard in anger and hate them in their functionality when they start wringing their eardrums to get up.
By the way, I still use them stickeys; and I use 3 alarm clocks.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/31/2002,
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I just thought today: someday I'll try to write about Babel and you know philosophical stuff...derrida and voltaire and heavy stuff or something before I die
posted by Jdavies @ 8/31/2002,
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BABEL ...babel....BaBel try it!
posted by Jdavies @ 8/31/2002,
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Do you want to know what the symbol @ is called in other countries? Click here!
For starters....
It is that curled tail on the @ that strikes people around the world, though it reminds them of many different animals. Danish and Swedish snabel-a see an elephant's trunk. The symbol's coiled look reminds people in many countries of a snail's shell. French has escargot, Italian chiocciola, Korean dalphaengi, Indonesian keong, and Hebrew shablul, all meaning `snail'. Hungarian kukac (that's `-ats') sees a worm.
Hit the link and learn more....
posted by Jdavies @ 8/31/2002,
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Just confirmed it...We won the game. It's time for celebration, one good red-letter day! (how cryptic)
posted by Jdavies @ 8/31/2002,
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Play it safe.
This is the day, but baseball sometimes just calls you out. Hope I won't get a third strike.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/30/2002,
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so this is how it is
inside the mind
of a madman:
one sees no other
colors but a lover's skin
hear no other word
but a name that rings
on and on
no other recluse
but an old embrace
one tries and tries to hold a lover
create from mist past scenes of the love
and it's making
one tries and tries to understand
why it ended
one tries and tries
to resolve the pain
maybe paint
a new love
fabricate a memory
and try and try
or maybe not try at all
see it all end
but not let it go
complain about the pain
but love it the next day
write poetry in bad taste
complain about cliché
or maybe not try no more
or love her still
posted by Jdavies @ 8/29/2002,
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For 2 months now my parents have not known where I am, where I stay, where can I be reached; I have no phone numbers listed, no mobile phones, neither have I given my new address, or any semblance for that matter, of where I my new abode is near. No friends can contact me except several chosen colleagues. Put short, I do not exist.
This would be one big reason I believe, why my sis gave me her old mobile phone for a present...too bad it's not new. Now I just thought would have it been better if I hid for a month longer? would she have given a better more expensive phone?
Wishful thinking, yeah but I really hoped so.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/28/2002,
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Yeah no links today yet.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/28/2002,
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when one is overwhelmed by emotion, one just wants to write, or maybe scribble; it doesn't matter what words, or whether they are mushy or overly romantic, one merely writes and pours one's heart out. This is like crashing a mural and pouring paint all over...
it doesn't matter whether people say it's crap, or art in bad taste, I just write away and beat the sh*t out of my own emotions.
Especially if a girl left you for LA. and it's your freaking birthday she doesn't even care. d*#m@t! Who ever thought it would be this exciting.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/28/2002,
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when you want your haiku to be cool but otherwise got it trashed because you are f*#ing limited by 5-7-5...and you think you can get away with it but end up getting criticized in the web
Go abuse the web!
Think we are but great poets,
but our work is crap.
a/n: I am a hypocrite too.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/26/2002,
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Big Ant Ball
Do you know what a Big Ant Ball is? Well, I didn't know what it was until when I was about 6 years old. It's not too much of a story but it goes like this:
There used to be a colony of weaver ants in our back yard and them god-knows-how-many creepers they swarm my pants all the time. Thinking to be an entomologist someday (or if that is what is called) I launched an expriment for the sake of science. And the bejesus out of me as well, not having learned to love mother nature so much just yet and respect life and all things bright and beautifully creeping, I started the project on one hot and humid afternoon.
With Rugby in tow (that local glue that comes from gasoline and styrofoam), I stuck a globule-of-sorts into a twig and left it in the open for an ant to get trapped at. Pretty soon, with the ants being well too civil (unlike us sometimes), the other ants came to the rescue of a lone ant trapped and sticking to the glue...5 hours later, I got a big ball of ants. Scared that they may exact revenge on me and creep up my pants, I helped them all out after the thingy has dried a bit. By that time though the ants figured out a way to avoid the glue and rescue the damsels and the morsels trapped.
911 heh? well we don't have that here.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/26/2002,
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I just found this...haven't sang this for a long time...
Smelly Cat ~
Smelly cat, smelly cat
What are they feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat
It's not your fault
They won't take you to the vet
You're obviously not their favourite pet
You may not be a bed of roses
And you're no friend to those with noses
(Repeat Chorus) or click here to go to the website where I got this...
posted by Jdavies @ 8/25/2002,
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Books I Have Read Part II
Continuing to list books I have read: The Hope Diamond (borrowed from myreen from the Genobe days), The President's Stuck in the Mud and other Wild West Escapades, Kidnapped! a choose your own adventure book I got from Faith , whatelse? hmmmm....Things to Make and Things to Do, Aesop's Fables, oh and History books: Landas na Tinahak ng Sangkatauhan, Khalil Gibran's The Prophet, Balat ng Dagat (poetry), Macbeth, Jessica Zafra's Twisted (used to have a taped version but I lost it), Mga Itinuro ng Kasaysayan, Zayde, Gregorio. José Rizal: Life, Works, and Writings , well Noli and Fili because they are required, Osias, Camilo. José Rizal: His Life and Times, Constantino, Renato. A History of the Philippines and Agoncillo's version...Ambeth Ocampo's Rizal without the Overcoat, what else? The Color Purple, and other English 12 Requirements, Sun Tzu's Art of War, Glenn Anthony May's Inventing a Hero or something...which claims Bonifacio as we know him was a fabrication of Historians ...
Like water for Chocolate, My sister's Bacteriology book, yes a Bacteriology book, uh,
posted by Jdavies @ 8/25/2002,
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Books I Have Read
Since I don't have much to do this Sunday, I just though it would be nice to recall all the books and stuff I have read or at least in part tried to read...in no particular order: Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Everything I Needed to Know I Learned in Kindergarten, Huck Finn, Moby Dick (no this is not porn), Bunnycula (one kiddy book I will never forget), 2001 Space Odyssey, 2010, 2061...haven't read 3010 yet, Cardinal of the Kremlin or something like that by Tom Clancy, Science 4 (elementary textbook from the states...), Foundation and Earth, Memory of Earth by Orson Scott Card (didn't finish this one, feels to me like Xenogears), Time Machine (No, not H.G. Wells, but just another kiddie book that stars Oliver Cromwell), Tom Sawyer, although I forgot the plot, Politically Correct Bedtime Stories by James Finn Garner,
Little Red Riding Hood(the Dark medieval version where there was an R-18 scene), Lestat the graphic novel and Lestat the paperback version, Covenant with the Vampire by Jeanne Kalogridis, The Tenth Insight and Celestine Prophecy, Little Cuty Baby Bible by The Super Kids Club featuring the New Testament, Battle Field Earth (just about to finish it now...am halfway through 800 pages), Childhood's End by Arthur Clarke, Rendezvous with Rama, Dosadi Experiment, Frank Herbert's Dune, Dune Messiah, Children of Dune, Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky, Gulliver's Travels, The Hunt for Red October, hmm well I dont know.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/25/2002,
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Kalabog Expert
I read this weblog about Kalabog Experts. This guy saw some interesting signs and guess what these "experts" do for a living...Nope they don't sell anything; they fix engines that knock. Reminds me of Kainan sa ilalim ng Puno near Saint Luke's Medical Center. It is in fact precisely that, resto under the tree.
People can just be so unpredictable they can think of crazy names. Or worse name their kids "First , Second, and Third". (am not kidding) I know someone named Tutit because he's got this two sharp and edgy bunny incisors. My cuz is called "tatot" for instance because the kiddo can't pronounce Mary Anne. Incidentally, I am called Uwa by my niece. That's Pinoy for Bro.
Yes, people are just hilariously crazy.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/25/2002,
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Forgetful Me
On my way to work today I left my key on my table and locked the door behind me...I needed to pick the door lock and this lucky dude had a beginner's stroke. Click! it sounded...and I am inside in no time.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/25/2002,
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The B.R.A.
When one works in a call center, sleeping would be a surefire favorite hobby. That's just what I had - and 13 hours of it straight. Went in and around the mall the day before you see, and well, with a magnificent lady in hand, for sure it'll be a long day. Every guy should know how it feels to go to every shopping stall and sit in every boyfriend's chair. Shopping to them is not just a hobby, but a ritual more important than sleep...maybe even a religion in fact.
I remember once when I was a kid I asked my dad for a toy helicopter, or a 24-inch crawling brontosaurus and a G.I.JOE, whilst my mom tagged me along the lingerie section...hmmm.."Ma, what's a bra?" I asked innocently. The 5-year old didn't get an answer. She thought the pajamas are much better, so through every item we ventured, every exciting bit of colors of them. Had lunch, some kitchen wares, but no G.I. JOE. or dinosaur.
Later during the day, at just about merienda time (late afternoon snack), while my knees are about to break, my mother said, "I wan't to buy that bra."
Ahh...Women. Now after 15 years, I finally know what a bra is.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/25/2002,
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Poised to Kill?
I was thinking at first to use this blog for childhood memories that I would remember on a certain day, instead of writing about thoughts on the given day. But now I just opted otherwise; I wouldn't want too much melo-drama in my life you see. I'll try to periodically add one thought but maybe not get preoccupied with that. For a start, I just remembered how my friends and I concocted some poison of sorts from ginger, pepper and merthyolate and a host of other stuff and injected it to some orchid.
Childhood experiment gone bad? Worse, the plant didn't just withered and died; after some weeks of observation and much expectation, nothing happened. You know how it is when you expect something and not that it turned out the opposite of what you're expecting, but rather, it didn't happen at all.
It's sad.
Labels: Musings
posted by Jdavies @ 8/24/2002,
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Mushy Me
I just recently published my poetry at LIT.org. Check it out.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/24/2002,
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Password
Just about ready to go home from work...Been hell of a day. I got a client who can't figure out what the password for his account was. As a security procedure, I needed to ask him the challenge question that he would have set himself, and guess what? he wasn't able to answer it.
I asked, "so, where's Waldo", thinking it is something he would have kept on file. He quipped, "f@%k, it's that Waldo question again...".
Frustrated more than ever, he said, "I don't know where to find that...I think I wrote he's scared shit and won't show himself..or somethin' " And well thing is, the answer was,Waldo's hiding; makes sense but that is not the answer that will solve his problem.
Told him so, and he sighed, "guess, I'll just muse a bit, think my life over and call you back...". Jinxy dude. How unlucky can one get? Reminds me to quote that, well, "to be a second placer is to be the ultimate loser...".
posted by Jdavies @ 8/24/2002,
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I was just thinking: you know that time when everything just goes wrong, people are just all annoyed, little things explode to become big problems? There's got to be a word to describe that. I haven't found a dictionary that describe that well enough.
Maybe "today" is most appropriate. It's just hell.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/24/2002,
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I was just surfing the web and found this great site: Kakosa.com. It is a webzine of web designers in the Philippines. Check it out.
posted by Jdavies @ 8/23/2002,
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J.Davies
Jdavies lives in Quezon City, Philippines and has been blogging since 2002. A brand manager in a leading technology company and a freelance new media/web strategy consultant, he has refocused his blogging from personal, political & sociological observations, to marketing-related efforts and Internet trends that are relevant to his career and branding advocacies.
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