The Joyous One
Joyce Anne Octavo.
15 years old.
Senior Highschool Student.
CAT Officer.
Writer. Musician. Dancer.
in short, talented. hehe.
nga pala, gorgeous rin pala. hehe.


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Name: Joyce 'omay'
Country: Philippines
State: Manila
Birthday: 10/16/1989
Gender: Female


Interests: music music music.. pagkain.. nickelback.. tripp.. kulitan.. tawanan.. guitar.. drums.. (go rob bourdon!).. text.. poems.. songs..
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Monday, November 14, 2005

and i'm back! wooh! ayaw gumana ng blogspot! aargh.. congrats san beda college alabang hs cheering varsity team for winning 1st runner-up at the recently held WNCAA cheering competitioN! wooh! andun ako.. sa may bleachers! haha..

anyways..

just a few minutes ago, i was reading my friend's blog.. and i must say, NAKAKAALIW. sobrang hindi ko ineexpect na isa pala siyang writer. grabe. he should be in the school paper. sayang, hindi ata siya kasama sa pahayagang bedista. nevertheless, nakakainspire na magsulat after kong basahin ung mga entries niya.. lahat ng mga bagay may komento siya.. at madaling intindihin dahil nasa wikang Filipino.. hindi ko inaakalang ganun pala siya kaseryosong tao.. ang lalim magisip.. na ultimong pati ba naman problema ng Pilipinas eh sinusubukan niyang alamin at magbigay ng mga opinyon tungkol dito.. nakakaaliw talaga. sana ganun rin ako. tahimik lang ung taong un, sa pagkakakilala ko.. haha. medyo makulit kung minsan.. haha. well, if i have the chance to write a biography about him, people would realize the hidden writer inside of him.. asteeg ung mga kwento niya.. may sariling style kung baga.. parang ung mga entries nga niya eh mala "katrina raymundo".. haha.. naks.. (sana hindi yayabang c kat).. kaso filipino format lang.. hehe.

masyado ko bang pinupuri tong taong to? hehe. wala lang. ngaun lang ako nakahanap ng oras para basahin ung mga ilang entries niya eh.. for someone like me, it's unbelievable.. cguro kc hindi ko naman xa tlga kilala dati eh.. wala lang.. sa irC lang, chat and all.. hehe.

i see great things for him as a writer. kahit na med course ang kinuha niya. i hope he continues to be the writer he is today. tama ba yun? haha. ah basta, and masasabi ko lang.. i am so proud of you!

and i love you.. mwahz!


Thursday, September 15, 2005

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This xanga site will be moved to another blogsite.. Please proceed to:

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Thank You.

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eMo noTes:

*Head Club - Taking Back Sunday

It's getting colder and we're getting distant
and I just keep thinking that (oops, I...)
I never meant it to be like this.
 "It's worse than you think."
I never meant it to be like this.
 "this was a bad idea..."
But you know what comes next
so do I,
  You're begging
for a way to
gracefully bow out ...and...
 say goodnight
...and...
I can't say I blame you
but I wish that I could
I'm sick of writing every song
  about you.
"you never listened to me."
I'm only complaining to keep myself busy
..... sweetie.
Look, "don't call my name out your window I'm leaving...."
 "don't call my name out your window I'm leaving...."

*Grey Matter - Finch

Bite the tongue to live with what you've done
It's so good
It's so good
Lie to myself while I lie with myself
It's Monday and it's raining
It's Sunday in the sun
It's so good, but...

Would it be so bad if you were to pretend that you were so happy?
Keep it to yourself
Don't let the secret go
If you were so willing, but...

Let's pray for the suicide
And all these pictures falling down around me
I've surrounded myself with all I have inside

Would I bite my tongue and live with what you've done?
Just continue sleeping?
Selfishly consumed with everything you've wrought
There's nothing I can do, but...

Let's pray for the suicide
And all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
And please just let me know

"Are you happy? I'll decide."
"These stories are so old, how they match your eyes."
But...

Let's pray for the suicide
And all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
And pick these pictures from the ground that surround me

*If You Can't Leave It Be, Might As Well Make It Bleed - Dashboard Confessional

What you found so upset you
Never saw it coming did you
It’s easy to be surprised
With both your eyes sewn closed

Handled with great precision
Another faultless execution
You’re the subject of this exhibition
A willing cadevil willing cadevil

Scalped, sutured, made whole again

These cuts are leaving creases
Trace the scars, fit the pieces
Tell your story, you don’t need to say a word

Call off the cavalry
Can’t save a wretch like me
Clean this with kerosene
If you can’t leave it be, might as well make it bleed

Scalped, sutured, made whole again

Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to stand a fight
There’s something better wrong with you

Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to fire right
There’s something better wrong with you

Your pulse is anemic, you’re tired of the fire
You’re bruising too easily, and falling behind
And no one is waiting for you
And no one is waiting for you

And no one is waiting for you
And no one is waiting
And no one is waiting for you
For you, for you

Call off the quarantine
Can’t save the rest for me
Clean this with kerosene
If you can’t leave it be, might as well make it bleed

Scalped, sutured, made whole again

Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to stand a fight
There’s something better wrong with you

Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to stand a fight
There’s something better wrong with you

*This Old Wound - Dashboard Confessional

I've been bleeding well
From this old wound
Cleaning it with salt
So it will still feel new

Sometimes eyes turn black
Sometimes scars are tracks
But everytime you're gone
I wish you'd come back

Everyone watched me waste myself
Everyone cheered at last
All of them found it comforting
It's better it's me than you

I think I'm doing well from what they say
They've taken both my belt, and shoelaces away
I believe in luck,
I think I do
But I'll believe for sure
If ever I see you

I've been fanning flames from these old coals
Feeding numb with tender
And hoping they will grow
I've been savoring what I can't hold
My blind belief in goodness
It doesn't seem to show

I've been bleeding well
From this old wound
Cleaning it with salt
So it will still feel new

*Stay With Me - Finch

Once again your eyes make it hard to say goodbye
So I'll just keep driving
Where you wanna go?
It doesn't really matter
As long as you are here with me

There's something in the air tonight
Something that makes me feel alive
And I said what were the words that you said to me?
That made me feel so special now

Once again your eyes make it hard to ask you why
So I sit here knuckles tied
Hands against the wheel
Your head against the glass
And you mean so much to me

There's something in the air tonight
Something that makes me feel alive
And I said what were the words that you said to me?
That made me feel so special

Stay with me
Cigarettes in open air
Hand in hand
And I said stay with me
Cause every star that I see
Is better than the last

So stay with me...

*Ender - Finch

Here i am beside myself again,
I'm torn apart by words that you have said.
And all in all,
I know were falling apart.
Where did you run to so far away.

Here we are to sing you a song.
And there you are asleep against the window pane,
just like always.

You said you like to hear the rain sometimes.
And all I can do is tell you the truth.
And oh, my eyes will tell you the same.

Here we are to sing you a song.
There you are asleep again.
Grasp our hands together,
we feel we are one result.
And here we are to sing you a song.
and there you are asleep again.

grasp our hands together, we feel we are one result.
grasp our hands together, we feel we are one result.
grasp our hands together, we feel we are one result.
grasp our hands together, we feel we are one result.
grasp our hands toghether we feel we are one result.

grasp our hands together, we feel we are one result.
grasp our hands together, we feel we are one result.


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From the Screen to Your Radio (2000) - New Found Glory

- Everything I Do (I Do it For You)
- I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing
- The Glory of Love
- So Happy Together
- That Thing You Do

Lyrics: email... jamo82003@yahoo.com
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Pauline: thanks for the cd. asteeg tracks.ü nahanap ko na ung album kung saan galing. newfound glory nga. yey.ü

Tobit: bigay mo nalang sakin yung cd ng finch and ung iba pang tracks na nirecommend mo. ty. ü

Regine: psst. ayos na gitara ko. inayos ko na kaninang umaga. may 5th n 6th strings na. patono ha. bigay ko na rin sau ung lyrics ng BinTana pandagdag sa BioData.. hehe. gawa ka na rin ng chords. i'll make the words, you make the music.. naksü

^^ how can you give reason to something which has no reason at all? ^^


Thursday, September 01, 2005

ang buhay ay parang ulan..

ULAN
Cueshe

lagi na lang umuulan
parang walang katapusan
tulad ng paghihirap ko ngayon
parang walang humpay
sa kabila ng lahat ng aking pagsisikap
na limutin ka ay di pa rin magawa

hindi naman ako tanga
alam ko na wala ka na
pero mahirap lang na tanggapin
di na kita kapiling
iniwan mo akong nagiisa
sa gitna ng dilim at basang-basa pa sa ulan

pero wag mag-alala
di na kita gagambalain
alam ko naman ngayong may kapiling ka ng iba

tanging hiling ko sa'yo
na tuwing umuulan
maalala mo sanang may nagmamahal sa'yo..
ako..

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nakakadik ang tono.. hehe.. well well well.. it's been a while since i have updated this website.. first of all, birthday ngayon ni eunice! hehe.. grabe.. umagang umaga pa lang dinadaldal ko na siya tapos kalimutan ko ba naman daw ng birthday niya! tsktsk! pero at least na greet ko siya.. hehe..

grabe.. di ko alam kung pupunta sa concert or whatever.. gusto ko kasi siyang makasama.. kahit sandali lang.. kaso ayaw talaga ng panahon.. haay. matagal na kaming di nagkikita!! waah.. miss ko na nga ung mga late night gimiks namin na legal dahil kasama rin ang parents namin.. :( ok lang yan.. sayang ihahatid pa naman ako pauwi.. haha.. tapos may nagalit pa nung hindi makakapunta ang aking pinsan sa concert.. hay. un ung reason eh.. di ako makakapunta kc di pupunta ang aking cousin.. sayang talaga! gusto ko pa naman ng southborder and mymp! hmmp! oks lang.. at least napanood ko naman ung southborder last feb13 ata un.. hehe.. asteeg nga eh.. pre-valentine date.. with my mom.. haha.. got ya there.. hahaha..

hay. teka nga muna. bago mapunta sa ibang usapan, grabe ang biotech! haaaaasle!! wooH! herbarium press.. leaf skeletonizing.. etchos! babad na ang aking mga kamay sa clorox at ariel! hmmp! at super hirap magtanggal ng epidermis.. grr.. the pains of a medsci student.. buti na lang at manonood lang kami tomorrow.. pero punta rin naman kami town to watch a movie.. to celebrate.. FREEDOM! kahit for a while man lang.. tska para UBE with barkada.. i just wish i could see him tomorrow..

oops.. before THAT, nailabas na rin ang bedan ways.. at mali ang kulay ng publisher.. haay.. tapos walang kulay si super botong.. huwaw.. pero andun ung cd review ko ng hale.. tapos ung poem ko na FALL! grabe.. talagang nilagay pala nila dun ung poem ko.. hehe.. nakakatuwa kasi andaming nagtatanong sakin kung para kanino daw un.. akala yata ng iba in-love ako.. haha.. yes, i may be.. BUT, that poem was made last year.. hmm.. if i remember... it was written last august 2004.. and well.. nakakawoah baga.. haha.. naaalala ko ulit ung mga times na un.. asteeg.. haha.. wala na kong masasabi sa bagay na dun..

ano pa ba.. hmm.. aun! HAPPY BIRTHDaY CELEBRANTS.. haha.. grabe.. wrong grammar.. anyways.. happy birthday kina:

*** ate aileen (aking kapitbahay na maganda)

*** adrian (ung kapatid ni kenjie na gradeskul na inimbitahan ako sa haus nila haha)

*** sir norman (my close confidante, teacher, tutor.. etc.. dami! superman! haha)

and to close this entry, a quote from [sessions] by joyceanne:

"but then again, even though everything's over.. i want to say I LOVE YOU...

  it won't be the last time.. because there will never be a last time loving you...

  i will always love you.. even until afterlife.

  though you may not be the other half that makes me whole...

  at least, for a while, you have made my life complete..."

 

 

 


Friday, August 19, 2005

ang aking gunita sa araw na ito.

tatlong taon na ang nakakalipas, at hinding hindi ko malilimutan yaong araw na nakaapekto, di lamang sa aking pag-aaral, pag-iisip at pagiging makata, kundi pati na rin ang buhay ko.

nang dahil sa kaganapan na ito, natagpuan ko ang aking inspirasyon. kahit dalawang taon lang ang pananatili niya, nakaukit panghabangbuhay ang kanyang pagiging inspirasyon sa aking puso't isipan.

at sa salin ng ingles, aking ipapamahagi sa inyo ang kwento ko...

ang kwento ng aking inspirasyon.

JOURNAL:

The clock striked. It was midnight. Feeling so tired and sleepy, I reached for my phone and begun to type..
 " Bryt clouds in d sky grited me hello,
 as I gazed at ur face, so calm n mellow.."
Words revolved around my head as a masterpiece of the night slowly formed in the memory of my phone. Still, I continued until I fell asleep...
The moment I woke up, I was somewhat dazed and surprised when I saw my phone on with the same message on the screen.  I said to myself, "Joyce, for who is this?" Then, I suddenly stopped and for a second, pondered on the thought...

School. It was a sunny day and the wind was breezing through my face. I was chatting happily with my classmates then I saw him. And as the message goes, "bryt clouds in the sky.." until "I gazed at ur face, so calm n mellow" fitted perfectly in the depths of my heart. Back down in memory lane, I still remember the first time I met him. I was with my friends and we went to our lockers. After we finished with our business, we proceeded to the hallway. Not long enough, there he was, in front us! And his bag was slightly opened. His friends told him to close it but without a care in the world, he ignored them. And true enough, between the stairs of the 3rd and 4th floors of the HS Building, all of his things fell. First his ballpen, then his book and crash! It looked like an avalanche of trash. Neither one of his friends helped him though, so I came up to him and helped him pick up his books. That time, I felt as if I was in a movie.. Anyway, when I picked up his trash (no offense), he held my hand because the other one's full (or so I think..) I looked into his warm eyes and he looked into mine. "Nahulog yung notebook mo o, eto," I said. "Thank you ha and sorry kung naabala kita," he shyly apologized. "di, ok lang un. You're welcome," came my reply. The world stood still for a few minutes and I felt everything in slow-motion. The next thing I knew, my heart was racing around the center stairs. We saw each other after the incident and stared at me curiously. And that was the time when it hit me. BAM! HE's the one. Yep, he definitely is.

Days after, I kept on thinking about him and realized that I had the strength to do many things all at once. Even though I had many homeworks, I answered them correctly. Whatever I did was because of him. He has this effect on me. Thinking about him affected my studies, but on the positive side. Everytime I see him, I feel so light and happy. He lifts my spirit when I'm feeling down and my day wouldn't be complete without him. It didn't evolved as a 'crush' nor 'the love of my life'. I tried making him more than a stranger but nothing happened. I continued to pass the days with him on my mind and it did me great things. I became more confident and more positive on life. My whole outlook in life was changed because of him. I tried befriending him but to no avail. He was so far away from me, so distant that I couldn't reach him. Yes, my locker is near their classroom yet, there was no way I could talk to him ever again.

Still, I continue to reach out for him everyday and wish that his presence would be next to mine. I don't know him enough to be my 'one' unconditionally but based on what I know, he is special. He has this special place in my heart and I hope that he continues to be the 'guy' for the years to come.
I know he doesn't know me.. (duh) but I refuse to drown myself to the questions that needed not answers. I refuse to sit down and ask myself, "What's lacking in me?" I know deep in my heart that I am NOT in love with him and I hope others would understand, too. For the past few days, I realized that I have to let him go. Letting go doesn't mean I'm weak; I am just strong enough, after one year of cherishing the moments, to let myself find peace and happiness. Still, he will be my inspiration.

Thank you for the courage, the strength and the happiness you brought me.

Thank you.



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