Archive for June, 2011

summer days series #1

Saturday June 11, 2011 – just kick back have have some childhood fun.

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Just like back in the day, laughing and giggling like little school girls – this is what life was all about, without a care in the world. When did life become so insanely crazy that not a day goes by without drowning in nonsense? Just yesterday we were throwing rocks and all of a sudden today we’re doing brain surgery. Well, the tools needed for some simple fun for Saturday June 11, 2011 were: three friends, a bike, two skateboards, two bungee cords, and simple smiles – I hope for many more of these days to come. I’m routing for you, summer days.

–expressive sole
looking forward to dancing with you, Mister Sun

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..if only it was the right time.

Gabe Bondoc – “Little Black Book”I had a small black book
but I threw it away
when you told me your name
I gotta keep you babe

I’ll call quits
With all them other chicks
You’ve got me wondering
Maybe there could be more to this

This is the first time I’ve ever felt
All of the feelings that I’m feeling now
I wanna know if we
Can make this happen baby, cuz’ you got me

I wanna make this real
Somehow you make me feel
Like you’re the only girl in the world

I gotta make you see
How beautiful it’d be
If we could make this happen baby

I’ll be prince charming
If you’ll be mine, darlin’
And you’ll be my only
Will you be my only girl?

You’re so fine
Better yet let me say
That I find you divine
I’ve got to keep you mine

I lose sleep
But I’m dreaming constantly
You’ve got me day dreaming conciously
Honestly, I believe..

This is the first time I’ve ever felt
Whatever feeling that I’m feeling now
I wanna know if we
Can make this happen baby, cuz’ you got me

I wanna make this real
Somehow you make me feel
Like you’re the only girl in the world

I gotta make you see
How beautiful it’d be
If we could make this happen baby

I’ll be prince charming
If you’ll be mine, darlin’
And you’ll be my only
Will you be my only girl?

This, this isn’t a drill
I can’t keep still
This love is real
Now, all of that time I spent without you baby
Well, that all ends here
If you’ll let that end here
I wanna, I’ve just got to know if we
Can make this happen baby, cuz’ you got me

cr:gabe bondoc–expressive sole

waiting to be free.

Friday May, 27, 2011

Warning: leaving house doors open may result in unwanted guests!

Two birds flew in the house unexpectedly, which led to a wild bird chase for an hour and a half.


*bird # 1 cornered
This bird flew closer to the ground which equates to easier catching – it was also the more mellow of the two. It took about thirty minutes to catch this bird, only because I didn’t want to hurt it. But then it was flying into the glass and being a hazard to itself so I was getting anxious (head trauma for the bird). I cornered it and captured it…

*bird # 1 captured
I held the bird too loosely (trying to take a celebratory picture) and it flew away again! I used the same method of cornering the bird three more times before doing a victory dance and letting bird # 1 free.

I am the bird huntress – the only thing is: I don’t kill! I was on the prowl for these two birds (only because I felt sorry for them and because their chirping was loud).

*bird # 2 high flier
This bird was a high flier and a pain to catch! Let’s just say, it was a hyper little bird. ┬áIt took a much longer time to catch this bird because it flew close to the ceiling (that’s too high for me to reach). But finally, it flew to the same spot that bird # 1 was located in the first pictures I posted. It flew there because bird # 1 was on the other side of the window looking for it, they wanted to be reunited (how touching). But I couldn’t corner it because it was too fast, it scared me! Finally it flew toward the front door and figured out how to fly out of the house – so in the end, it let itself out.

Lesson: be wary of opening the door and keeping it open! Fresh air is not needed, opt for a fan! Just kidding!

–expressive sole
p.s this a little dedication to a wonderful friend of mine: don’t be tied down and captured, spread your wings and be free (the world is your playground).