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I love reading books, A LOT. I also enjoy listening to music and watching various genres of movies.


Monday, September 19, 2011

Match Me If You Can

“I think this is the way love feels to people like you and me. Threatening and dangerous. We have to be in control, and love takes that away. People like us… We can't tolerate vulnerability. But despite our best efforts, sooner or later love seems to catch up with us. And then…And then we fall apart.”

Match Me If You Can

“You're beautiful, every part of you. I love your hair, the way it looks, the way it feels. I love touching it, smelling it. I love the way you wrinkle your nose when you laugh. It makes me laugh, too, every time. And I love watching you eat. Sometimes you can't shovel it in fast enough, but when you get interested in a conversation, you forget there's anything in front of you. God knows, I love making love with you. I can't even talk about that without wanting you. I love your pathetic attachment to those seniors. I love how hard you work.”

Heaven, Texas

“Anything worth having is worth fighting for.”

Key Of Knowledge

“She surrounded herself with books at work and at home. Her living space was a testament to her first and abiding love with shelves jammed with books tables crowded with them. She saw them not only as knowledge entertainment comfort even sanity but as a kind of artful decoration. ”

Black Hills

“Do you know how many ways love can hit you? So it makes you happy, or miserable? It makes you sick in the belly or hurt in the heart. It makes everything brighter and sharper, or it blurs all the edges. It makes you feel like a king or a fool. Every way love can hit you, it's hit me when it comes to you”

Bed Of Roses

“Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks

For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.”

Bed Of Roses

“Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks

For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.”

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The Taste Of Innocence

"A love match or no match; that was her aim—her view of her future if said future involved marriage."

Friday, September 2, 2011

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pataka-taka sila ug assign ug leader and ila rang basis is the fact i'm intelligent?? ngano, sugot ra sila ingnan sila ug bulok??

Friday, August 5, 2011

Damn the world and what they think of me. I am who I am, and I am not changing into someone I don't want to be just to please those arrogants who think so highly of themselves, but turns out only to be a huge failure to human race.


Thursday, August 4, 2011

Heart of the Dragon

"What would it take to make her feel whole, complete?"

Heart of the Dragon

"I just want to be happy. Is that too much to ask ?"

Heart of the Dragon

'...but she was still going to die.

And not from intense pleasure.

From heat exhaustion? Maybe.

From hunger? Possibly.

From her own stupidity? Absolutely."

Heart of the Dragon

"Intense emotions birthed turmoil, and turmoil birthed soul-wrenching pain."

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Solitaire Mystery

"which was stranger: the fact that a little seed could grow and eventually become a living person? Or that living person could have such vivid fantasies eventually start to spurt out into the world?"

The Solitaire Mystery

'We're alive! We are living in a mystical fairy tale beneath the heavens. Odd, says the Joker, and fover pinching himself to make sure it is true.'

The Solitaire Mystery

"I have gone around observing your activities from the outside. Because of this I have also been able to see things to which you have been blind."

The Solitaire Mystery

"Time doesn't pass and Time doesn't tick. We are the ones who pass, and our watches tick. Time eats its way through history as silently and relentlessly as the sun rises in the east and sets in thew west."

The Solitaire Mystery

"..I thought the figments of my imagination had stormed out of my head in protest at being held back by the limitations og my own thought."

Just a Thought

"..I fancy myself in love. But when he's gone, I realize it was just an illusion.."

Monday, June 27, 2011

Gloomy Day

Another day, another sorrow to contemplate
Another day, another sad face to paint
When will it end? Will it ever stop?
When will I learn to smile through the pain?

'Coz another day passed it's finally getting through to me
I've been crying 'till I get to sleep
I still haven't figured out the reason behind the tears
But I keep failing to see through this gloomy day.

Another night, another battle to fight
Another night, another prayer to say
Is this what's left of me? Am I pushing this too deep?
Is there nothing else to do? why can't I let go?

I try to block all the bouts of fears that comes
But when twilight comes the battle ends
No matter how hard I try, I keep losing myself
Through this gloomy day I can't see myself

Anther Dark Day

This is another day that I hope not to remember someday. Well, it's an everyday occurrence to most of us, but not to me. I just lost 350+ messages that is truly important to me. It is very disappointing since i truly saved it because those messages do mean a lot to me. especially the greeting from relatives and friends on my 18th birthday, all of it gone just because my phone happened to have been corrupted by some virus that I know nothing about.

I'm pissed of, but I'm kinda used to feeling that I'm just plainly numb at the moment. I will laugh about it someday, hopefully. But all those memories, the words that I saved on my phone to be treasured and remembered always just suddenly gone through the the drain, as they say.

I'm feeling hallow, but I should have known this would happen. I'm the greatest disappointment unto myself. I really don't have any idea how I can stand ME. but hopefully I get over this as fast i can, because i simply hate the feeling. It's giving me headaches, and I can't think straight, I can't even function right! I'm that upset.


Friday, March 11, 2011

Nothing In Me

All energy's been sucked up from me. And now, I am left with nothing, I am left empty. Nothing to feel, and nothing to look forward to. No reason to smile or even frown. All emotions have left me, disappointment and sorrow stay close to my core. All expectations are crushed, and every achievement is not rewarded. So what's the point of trying, when every trys you make is a mark against me?

All the dreaming, and scheming for tomorrow has been burnt down to the ashes. And what's left of me? Nothing, really. There's just no use explaining and arguing when no one really understands nor listen. So, here goes to me and, all the dreamers out there: when reality's crushed,there's no longer happily ever after.


Thursday, March 10, 2011

God's Music

I live for music, music is my life. Each lyrics in a song, each key in it's melody speaks through to me. I worship music, I worship God. He's the Almighty who provided food for my soul. Each word that I write, each symbols I bring to life is the testimony of God's unwavering love.

I listen with my heart, and I feel it in my soul. The meanings and the secrets that is yet to be unraveled. A wounded heart, a joyous soul, are the emotions that are portrayed with a strum of the guitar, a key on the piano. In our Father's hand, He gave us ways to live life. It's more than the words, more than the melody; music is a way for us to reach our Almighty, and a way for me to pour out all the emotions that are too much to kept silent.

God provides us all our needs. He knows so much that He gave gave me my own mouth to speak, and no, it's not part of my face, nor is it the part that utter the words. It's music. It's the speaker, and my mouthpiece, a way for me to be heard. It's the songs and the melodies that speaks fro me. Gos have known way before I was born, that's why God provided what I needed the most. A way to speak more than what my mouth could say the words, a way to listen more than my ears could distinguished the sounds and words, and a way to understand more than my mind can process the information.

So, if ask why music is so important, why my life can't be lived without this vital thing? Because, this is the way for me to communicate to you, and most especially to HIM, the only way for me to show my whole being. Music provides me ways to understand myself, to show the whole world who I AM. That is why living with the noise, the sound and the echoes, is the way I choose to live, for this is the way I am created.

I live for music, music is my life also equals to: I live for God, God is my life.

(an original composition of yurs truly...joei q.g.)

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Thursday, January 13, 2011

18th Birthday Countdown Continues: 5 Days To Go!!

It's almost here!! With five (5) more days to go, I'm excited. But I've still got waaaayyyy to many things to do, to think, and to problemize.. .Wahahahah.. .


18th Birthday Countdown: 6 Days To Go!!!

And the countdown continues as the day of my 18th birthday come nearer each day. Today, January 13, 2011 at 5:30 P.M., it's exactly 6 more days to go before my special day. And though I know I would be truly and extremely busy that day - this month turn out to be a nightmare with so many responsibilities and tasks at hand that I need to do, it's really killing me already - that wouldn't stop me from enjoying it though I may never a grand celebration. But, who cares?? I know I don't, so I won't even bother thinking about, and since I've got other - and far more important - things to think about, I really don't have much time.

Well, anyways, as what was stated, 6 more days to!!!


Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Joanie's 2011 Book Wishlist

Friday, January 7, 2011

What I'm Loving Now

What I'm Loving Now:

BOOKS: Airhead Trilogy (Airhead, Being Nikki, Runaway) by: Meg Cabot
Marcelli Princess by: Susan Mallery

SINGERS: Pixie Lott
Diana Vickers

SONGS: Broken Arrow by: Pixie Lott
Cry Me Out by: Pixie Lott
The Boy Who Murdered Love by: Diana Vickers
Once by: Diana Vickers

loves by,

Happy New Year

It's out with the old and in with the new. It's goodbye 2010 and hello 2011. And of course one of the highlights of the year 2011 for me is my upcoming 18th Birthday in just 13/12 more days to go.. My oh my, I'm so excited. But still, it's gonna be just like any birthday I've had so far, just another day of living, nothing special. For other people maybe, but for me, myself and I it's gonna be MY day and no one (NO ONE) is gonna stop me from having fun, not just of my day but fort he ENTIRE month of January, and if possible for the entire year.

Happy New Year!