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    <category>Writing</category>
    <category>Poetry</category>
    <category>Humor</category>
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      <title>Maybe I Am Growing Up...or Whatever</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/18.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 05:34:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I haven't made a single entry for a long time. I guess I have been too busy to write...or I haven't been too inspired. 



For the past few days I have been applying for a job like a normal graduate would do. And like any other normal graduate, i have been doing this with very little money left in my pocket. I should get this job...I've been dreaming of this for a very long time and I am determined to get it...








ooOoo



Growing old is inevitable but growing up is a choice...but how do I know if I am growing up? Is there a sign? Sometimes I feel like I am growing up when I... (more)</description>
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      <title>My Corner (poem)</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/17.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 07:15:52 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>In this corner I found my freedom

Away from the world of woes

In this dark side, I seek solitude

Away from the cruel eyes of my world



Here in darkness, I face the wall


The wall where I paint my dreams

I paint it with my tears, blood and sweat

Hidden from anybody else's shadow



Here in this side, i nestle with my pain

Embracing my unshared tortures

Here I fight with my own demons

And I fear my own nightmares



In this corner, I built my temple

Here I made myself a home

I sleep here with sacred silence

seeking comfort in my private shrine





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      <title>Intoxication (poem written while in college)</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/16.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 13:23:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Temptations

And deceptions

Leads me to question

and question

and question...



Then misconceptions

and confusions

Brought by people's propagation

of inadequate solutions



Then came a mind's revolution


Reaching a realization

All it ever was...

was my miseducation</description>
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      <title>My Vow (poem by request)</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/14.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 09:57:33 GMT</pubDate>
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Before the world, here I stand
With you by my side, and your hand in my hand
For the longest time, I dreamed of being loved by you
Could it be that my dreams are coming true?
 
Before the world, here I wonder
For a brief moment of love, I have felt forever
In loving you, I have found my bliss
So from loving you, I will never cease
 
Before the world, here I believe
That you deserve more love than I could ever give
Nonetheless, I will give my best
Until eternity, after my final rest
 
Before the world, here I love
You’re the only person I wanted to hold and to have
So now I... (more)</description>
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      <title>Dreaming (poem)</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/13.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 08:43:01 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I could feel you, as the earth feels the sun's rays

I could see you, as the river sees the blue skies

I could hear you, as the mountain hears the echoes

I could touch you, as the rain touches the ground





It felt real though it was a dream

I dreamed that I was loved by you

It was beautiful


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      <title>Faerie Tales (poem)</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/12.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 15:15:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
I looked out the window
And behold! My prince
But I’m only his princess
When I sleep, in my dreams
 
I dream that we dance together
To the sound of love songs until twelve
But when I wake up we’re just strangers
Nothing’s done and nothing’s said
 
We’ll live happily ever after
In our kingdom faraway
But dream castles aren’t forever
They’re just moments inside my head
 
Yes, I could eat a hundred apples
Or sing a thousand songs
Or prick myself with lots of needles
Anything to make you fall
 
But fairy godmothers aren’t real
Neither are dwarves, ruby shoes, or evil... (more)</description>
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      <title>ha!</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/11.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 18:03:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>

My Mantra!




When you're feeling down and sad...do something good for others so that you'll feel better!!!


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      <title>The next phase</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/10.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2005 16:16:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I am a drama queen...again!





   Today I've decided to put my first foot forward into the next phase of my life. I went to my college and started on processing my graduation papers and the records of my college grades.




   I walked on the streets i used to walked during those four years in the university. I met some old friends and rekindled the ideals which I firmly believed on during those four years. It felt great, really great.



   Then a news came up. My very close friend is going to study abroad, and she's leaving before April. Suddenly, I cannot understand my feelings.... (more)</description>
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      <title>Questions</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/9.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2005 07:06:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Haaayyyy!!! I have so many questions left unanswered...




What am I going to do with my life?


After slaving myself to get through college, what am I going to do next?


Am I ready to for a career?


Why am I holding back?


Could it be that I am scared to move into the next phase of my life?




Why am I still single?


Why is it that I am always lost in space when I should be lost in love?



Am I destined to be single for the rest of my life?


Am I ready for a romantic relationship?






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      <title>Enter</title>
      <link>http://roannes.blogdrive.com/archive/8.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 15:21:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>            After the reception, we made a stop to a really posh place before going home. I can’t find the words to describe the place. My emotions were all mixed up. I am feeling awe, pride, and guilt all at the same time.
 
            Awe, because the place is beautiful. Well, it was artificially beautiful, but still it is beautiful. There’s a good view of the Subic Bay, a marvelous pool, steam baths, and Jacuzzis. Then there’s this bar were we stayed, all carpeted and a piano player that never gets tired. Pride, because not all people can enter this place. I think it’s for members only... (more)</description>
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