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Nightingale

April 6, 2009

When I was in the school dormitory during my college days, my dorm-mates / barkadas are very fond of music.  Sometimes, we jammed equipped only with an old 5-stringged guitar and a piece of stick that we bang on the tables and walls, we really makes a hell of a noise, but it was fun. My tropa were so fond of singing that we were able to composed songs. Then we courageously present it in public during school activities, celebrations, etc.. Actually we composed several love songs but unfortunately I wasn’t able to recall the other songs we composed. How I wish I could remember them or perhaps save a copy of it.  But anyway, I can still share something with you guys because luckily my Best saved me a copy of the  first and only “finished” song I wrote.. here it is :

Nightingale 

C                                 G

I just can’t really forget,

             F                                                               G

How you walked away from me

C                                 G

Leaving me in this room,

                       F                          G

Confused and all alone

  

C                             F

You were like a nightingale,

            C                                             F

            With zephyrs on your hair

C                                 F

Twinkling like a fairytale,

            C                                                    G

Which ascends me from despair

 

Chorus:

C                                 G

Along the lovely verdant shore

                 F                               G

As I recall and see once more

C                                 G

In memory I’ll cherish you

F                                           G

Love me just like before

  

Bridge:

C                             F

To be with you means a lot

C                                             F

Because your love is all I want

C                                        F

Nothing for them to think about

C                          G

To bring us far apart

 

 (repeat Chorus)

    

         C                                              F

… As leaf abscess upon a tree

        C                                                      G

… and blown by wind to set her free.

 

(repeat Chorus)

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My Best’s Very First Photoshop Masterpiece

 While I’m browsing my Best’s  personal computer, I came across with this picture. Then I realized that this was the VERY FIRST Photoshop masterpiece of my Best… this picture was really full of memories.. ..though it’s a li’ll rough, you’ll  never expect that this was done by a person who has no idea  in photoshop, for her learning just started by clicking tools in the photoshop menu. Well here it is:

 

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Bestfriends

 Aside from my Best’s movie review ill be posting her poems too.. (of course with her consent) here it is:

You’re one of the few who accepts the real me

Someone whom I can be whatever I want

You always praise and appreciate myself

Though how naughty and silly I am.

 

With you I have the freedom to express

What my feelings and emotions within

I can laugh, I can frown, I can sigh

I can be myself without disguise.

 

You always see the best in me

Pleased with the little things I’ve done

I admit I do things that annoy you

But you’re so considerate you don’t mind.

 

Sometimes things get rough and hard

That quitting is the only way I have

But there you are to touch my hand

Assuring you’ll never leave me behind.

 

I believe that I’ll not stumble down

For you are there to treat me so kind

I believe that ill not lost my path

For you are my light in the dark

                                                          

                                                          BONA: March 29,2k

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