This tangled dwelling mess called LIFE

Sher A Tria is a painter, musician, frustrated singer, and gullible dancer. She can play any sports except for those that require the presence of agua. When asked what life is, she said,

"Sometimes life could just put me down the drain eh. She could just say that I should give up...that I can't do things and sometimes, she would just rub that into my face. There's one thing i want to say to LIFE, WATCH ME!''

Ana Cey G loves writing ever since 4th Grade. She consider words as her solace especially when she is reminded of her inability to play any sports. Music for her is her candy and medicine all at the same time. When asked what life is, she said,

''Well let's just say life became my frenemy and up to this moment, I've been playing her games. And yeah LIFE I'm telling you this, IM NOT QUITING! Not for YOU but for myself!!''

To summarize, Shea can be idiotic and autistic sometimes but watch... they will surprise you ;)

April 16, 2010 12:40 pm

This Ain’t a Story of Boy Meets Girl, It’s a Story of Girl Remembers Boy

Once upon a time, as one would start, there were two friends

Two innocent souls, intertwined by fate

Boy fell in love, but girl did not care

Girl and boy took a path with different ends

He went left, and she went right

Travelled different roads, the other one may have passed

Letting go was bitter, but the boy, still hopeful

But the girl was blind, until today… when boy learned to let go

The girl, in every phrase, in every quote, remembered him

Her heart, cunningly playing games with her 

Scenes of yesterday played in her mind, that including the song she once sang for him

The song that left him in wonder and in awe, the song which led to a fall in the abyss called love

Suddenly, movies danced her life story, the leading actress portraying the character of her soul

But her knight in shining armor is nowhere to be found, for he found solace in the idea of lost love

Though she suppresses herself from shouting, ”please! it’s not too late!”, the boy will no longer drown himself into something that can kill

Boy. girl. in love. with no words they can imply. both left with hollow cries

In order to let go… both are yearning for one thing, the power of embrace

The touch of the skin caressing to each others being, bringing forth an escape from a deep longing…alas! one word to rescue their souls…goodbye.

P.S. This is for a friend. We’re here. You know that.