`tHanks to hosTs*
`siTe crediTs*

`MucH tHanks foR visiTing*
http://chi-chel.blogspot.com
*swings* ver 2.0
Blogger >> bLog
Photobucket >> phOto hoSting
Cbox >> taGboArd
Free-counters >> hiT counTer
Haloscan >> coMmenTs
phOtoshop = baNners
coReL draW = animatiOns
up DharMa dOwn = bG muSic

`bLurBs*
weird kid // close to being eccentric //
a pseudo vector artist //
graphic designing is what i do for fun // obsessive-compulsive //
musically inclined // can play the guitar // wish i can play the drums too, lol //
not so vain // ka-kikayan is in moderation //
vintage vintage // lurves aviators, jackets and hoodies //
orange pink and purple // splurges on books and starish items // vanilla frap adiktus //
techie girlie // juvenile and persuasive // an aspirant creative writer //
loathes flying ipis // dislikes jabaripikos and posers // red beetle cars //
nail polishes // back massage and foot spa //
i am taken and will always be (*oOops) //
fRieNdsTer
mYsPace
YM: rachiel_dc
It's been 5 months since I last updated my bloggie. Good thing this one's still alive and there's no spider webs on it! Time to update!
I bestowed myself to work now. I have two part time jobs: a math tutor and a dubber of chinky eyed personas. (It's supposed to be a secret so hush hush!) Loads of money for me haha!! Just kidding! See, I'm a very busy working girl!
My birthday's coming up next week but I don't have plans yet. I'm turning 21 (ewww, bye twenteen) which means I'm already a full pledged adult, which made me think that I should live independently, away from my 'rents. I have plans of renting an apartment or a room perhaps somewhere in Libis and also, I am planning to buy a small condo. Well, a condominium was just a delusion. =)
I have my OWN DIGICAM now! My tita from the states gave it to me as an advance birthday gift. It’s a sony cybershot! It's not a canon, the brand I prefer to have... but 7.1 pixels would be fine. I'm planning to build a multiply site very very soon.
I'm living my life now just the way I want it even if I lack sleep.
So, I'm going to sleep now!
naalala mo pa ba mahal
noong una tayong nagkakilala
sabay umindak ang ating mga paa
sa tugtog na walang nakarinig
kung 'di tayo lamang dalawa
di mo ba maalala sinta
kung paano mo sinabi sa akin
na hindi ako mahirap mahalin,
na kahit mundo ang pagitan
handa mo akong paligayahin
naalala mo ba nang unang tumibok ito
noong nakita ko ang ngiti mo
pinagmamasdan ko ito ng matagal
parang eksena sa isang pelikula
masarap titigan at di nakakasawa
naalala mo ba ang mga oras na
wala tayong ginawa kundi tumawa
kakanta, sasayaw at mag-ngingitian
hanggang sa tumulo na ang aking luha
pupunasan mo ito, at ako'y muling sasaya
maalala mo sana sinta
kung gaano ko kayang gawin ang lahat
kaligayan, pangarap bibitawan
dugo, puso o buhay ko man
walang alinlangan sayo'y handang ibibigay
maalala mo pa kaya mahal
ang ating nabuong sariling mundo
bagama't maliit at hindi kalakihan
ito'y umikot sa atin, umapaw, napuno
ng mga alaalang sana'y iyo pang natatago
nguni't nasaan na ang lahat sinta ko?
hindi ko na makita ni isa sayo
nagtatago lang ba dyan sa puso mo
o tuluyan mo nang ibinaon parang bato
may pag-asa pa bang maibalik ito?
Sana'y sabihin mo.
|9:22 AM|
I told myself, "I hate this guy", more than I can barely count but the thought of losing him frights me. Just seeing him there with the dimples on his right cheek whenever he smiles, or watching his sweat running down through his thick eyebrows while he's driving on a metro traffic, and that eyes that have seen me translucently for four years makes my abhorrence disappear. I get so weak that I can't escalate from where I am. I blushed even without a cheek tint. And even if my mind commands my hand to slap him on the face, my heart refuses to. My focal point would want to kiss him right there and then, yearning for it, hankering for his warm embrace.
The long drive around the metro seems like diminutive. Time ticks so fast, like the thumping of hasty drumming. He held my hand and put it in the stick shift with his fingers locking mine. I can feel the tautness of his hand, as if saying "please don’t let go". All of our blissful memories flashed back right through me, blazing in my head like a VHS tape rewinding. All dreadful, all ghastly moments are suddenly eradicated from it. It made me think and wonder that we have come so far to give up on this almost perfect relationship that we used to have.
I was wrong to assume that there is someone out there far better than him. Sure there is, but I can't sense the sparks of shimmering illumination. What I see in them was an ember glowing dim, subsiding as time passes by and will later turn into clinkers of dust. His was as bright as a summer sun, vividly shining and unvague. Even if its luster will make my eyes hurt, he can always shed some of it to make me feel better.
As he was droving me home, I am staring at him closely. I have loved this guy so much that all I want to do was to let him go, but then I just can’t. There’s a battle of hub and wits and the hub would always take over. "You should stay", it says. A part of my mentality would always want to let go but then again, my focal point will win the clash.
Without hesitations, I lean over his shoulder and whisper, "I love you still." No words has fumbled through his mouth, instead he tilt up my chin and kissed me. The lip-lock tells so much than words can utter. We want each other back again and we would not want to let each other go. The rear mirror was the only witness.
|7:52 AM|
Your Blog Should Be Purple 
You're an expressive, offbeat blogger who tends to write about anything and everything.
You tend to set blogging trends, and you're the most likely to write your own meme or survey.
You are a bit distant though. Your blog is all about you - not what anyone else has to say.
Purple? hmmpf! I thought it would be an orange. But hey, i'm not distant! So all i can say is, this is 95% true. harhar!
|6:42 PM|

share ko lang yung bag ko na si charlie chaplain yung print.
mahal ko to. haha! wala lang!
|5:25 AM|
Kanina, first-time kong sumakay ng MRT nang mag-isa lang. Ayus, gabi pa yun at take note! Southside pa! Ako'y isang taga northside na tao at kung mapadpad man ako sa south, siguradong maliligaw ako. Bigla tuloy akong naging proud sa sarili ko dahil nakauwi ako ng hindi naka-cab. Kaso sa MRT, ganito ang eksena:
- Makakapasok ka ng tren nang hindi naglalakad dahil matutulak ka papasok sa dami ng taong nasa likod mo.
- Dapat hawakan ng maigi ang tiket dahil baka ito'y mahulog. At kung mahulog man, hindi ka na makakayuko upang kunin ang nahulog mong ticket sa dami ng tao.
- Maaaring may makatabi kang taong may earphone sa tenga na sobrang lakas ang pagpapatugotg at ipinapakita nya ang kanyang iPod nano. (eh ano ngayon, meron naman ako iPod mini? pbbbt!)
- Kailangan matindi ang kapit mo sa mga hawakan at dapat ay matinik ka sa pagbabalanse upang hindi ka mapatumba sa katabi mo.
- Kahit may bakante nang upuan, hindi ka pagbibigyan ng mga lalaki. Makapal mukha nila, sila pa ang uupo. Tsk tsk.
Pero, nadama ko ang pagka-kolehiyala ko nang sumakay ako ng MRT. Wala kang sariling sasakyan, walang tatay na susundo, walang taxi-cab. Ikaw lang mag-isa at ang pera mo sa iyong bulsa. Matipid ang pamasahe. Katorse lang mula Ayala hanggang GMA-Kamuning. Tapos kinse lang ang tricycle mula GMA-Kamuning hanggang bahay namin. Ikumpara mo sa gas na full tank na 1,300 pesos na magagamit mo lang ng ilang araw. Ikumpara mo sa taxi cab na 30 pesos pag-upo mo pa lang. Biruin mo, makakabili pa pala ko ng isang pantalon o kaya damit kung nag m-MRT ako araw araw? Nguni't naisip ko, wala palang tren papuntang paaralan ko. At, kung magkaroon man, malapit na pala ko magtapos ng kolehiyo. Woot woot.
Mas pipiliin ko na yata ngayon na sumakay ulit ng MRT kaysa pahawakin ako ng manibela pag gabi. Kahit sardinas pa sa loob ng tren, nasiyahan naman ako.
|11:50 PM|
Say hello to my new layout, entitled "SWINGS". It is a vector of a girl sitting on a swing, looking far far away. The swinging of a swing represents life's ups and downs, as it moves back and forth and so on. As my self-saying goes, "The world is a playground, and life is pushing my swing". This is really a hard work and I've been working on it the whole day. In short, madugo ang gumawa ng isang layout! My head is in ache when i finished doing this, so please lang, NO COPYING.
And special thanks to Up Dharma Down's Fragmented for my background music! Yey!
(the mp3 is secured, so don't worry Pol Yap. Haha!)
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You know as well as I do,
We can't just be friends
There's more than that between us
That will never come to an end.
Plenty of times I wanted to say
Either take me whole or none at all,
But that involves risking the none
And that's something I don't want at all.
My heart beats whenever I hold you
At an alarming speed and unsteady pace
And it's a simple smile that brings me pain
But I welcome anything from you all the same.
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Hmmm, Haloscan where are you? Are you down or what?
Where did my comments go? Huhuhuhu...
|11:05 PM|

On the swing set that never breaks
Back and forth I shall fly
Reaching to the wind, soaring high
Leaving all my troubles behind