 beauty can't always be seen on the outside. sometimes, you have to look underneath to see the person's real beauty because not everything is what it seems. the person's true beauty is usually hidden in the darkness of their souls.
you've got to learn to look deeper because you can't always see what is inside. some hide behind colorful masks. once you've mastered how to see through people, you'll find the most precious friends in those hiding in the shadows. see the hidden beauty: profile
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the most important things in life are the hardest to say.
but even so, don't let opportunities pass you by. chances are, you'll never get them back. opportunities are like paper that, when crumpled, can never go back to their perfect state. there's an underlying purpose for everything that's happening. there's a good reason why you're hurting. happiness is the greatest reward you get for living your life. life only requires you to live with the consequences of your decisions.  
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Fairytale Ending Written: October 28, 2008, 01:28am I'm not a damsel in distress needing a knight to save me. Nor am I a trapped princess waiting for my prince to rescue me. But I feel like I'm so easily swept right off my feet. Sweet words and a kind personality would be enough to woo me. So I'm terrified that men would take advantage of that fact. They'd make me fall in love then go and crush my heart. But I'm a lover of romance and I find myself falling fast. I just hope it's with the right man so I can have my fairytale ending. ---0---0---0---0---0---0--- Comments? Suggestions? Violent reactions? -Deniece Liza / Daal-
The Tower: Part 2 ~Princess~ Looking out the wide window, her only means of escape, she watches people passing by, wishing of being among them For trapped in a tower was she, the princess stolen by the witch with no companions but the birds and nothing to do but dream Once upon a time she had hope she would dream of her prince, the one that would rescue her and free her from captivity But the years made her hope fade until one day it was gone and all she could continue to do was look out her window and dream.
Freewrite: What Are You Ashamed Of? ~Lies and the Truth~ Once again they ask me, that one little question, and I try (though unsuccessfully) to dodge answering it again. More lies spill from my mouth, vague, ambiguous answers, while I think to myself why can't I tell them the truth? I don't know why I can't tell them though I really want to. Something just keeps me from blurting out what is true. And as I lie, once again, my heart shakes from guilt. But though I don't know why I lie, I know I'll tell the truth someday.
Freewrite: Waiting ~Twenty Four~ Written: November 28, 2006 One, two, three, four, I'm counting the seconds, The slow and agonizing seconds, Until you come back home. Five, six, seven, eight, Counting as I sit here Thinking of you And contemplating your return. Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, It's been so long Since you left me here Aching as you walked away. Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, I wonder if I still have a chance, If you'll ever love me back, Or if you love someone else. Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, I see someone coming, A silhouette running towards me, And I stand up expectantly. Twenty one, twenty two, twenty three, twenty four, I'm taken aback as I'm suddenly hugged By my best friend, And I'm glad it's finally you. Freewrite: Rewind ~Childish Decisions~ As I watch a movie on my DVD, I start to imagine of what would be if we could rewind our lives and try to change it for the better. I imagine memories zoom around me, little video clips of the past, reminiscing on those moments that I try to keep forgotten. And as I see one certain clip I knew in my heart, if I could, I'd travel back in time to re-do what transpires. This one monumental moment that changed both our lives all thanks to my childish decision that led to a stupid action. And as I watch you read that stupid little letter, written by the child that was me, I scream and plead for you to stop. But you don't see me, you don't hear me at all, and the fire in your eyes are gone all thanks to my immaturity. And the memories zoom past me again as I'm brought back to the present, tears stream down from my eyes as I helplessly watched all that. But though that moment hurt me much more than it did you, I'm thankful for the lesson that I learned from losing you. No more childish decisions for me, and however terrible my problem is, I'll face it head on with a rue smile As I remember what I lost that day.
Unspoken Words Unspoken Words
June 28, 2007 09:50 It hurts to lie just to please everyone But I don't know how to tell them That the truth is I don't love you anymore And I just want this all to end I know it's better to let it all go Than hang on for the wrong reasons But I've always been a coward And I don't have the guts to tell you So I wait for something to come up A reason I can use to finally end this Keeping all the pain I feel inside Until I'm finally free from you
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The Tower Part 1
As I said in my last entry, I would be posting a new poem. This poem is actually part one of a two part poem entitled The Tower. Daal: That just confused me. Me too. :P Anyways, this first poem is entitled Prince and is the thoughts of a peasant man who sees a princess up in a tower. Daal: Oo...fairytale! Well, not really. The Tower doesn't have a definite happy ending but the ending does point to a possible happy ending. Daal: Oh well. Sorry to keep you waiting. Here's Prince. ~Prince~ I look up and see a beautiful princess Looking out the window of a tall tower Tears falling from her eyes That glisten in the sunlight She looks down and our eyes meet A look of hope passes through her eyes Which quickly disappears As she smiles dejectedly She looks up at the sky and I knew I wanted to be her prince To rescue her from her prison And put a smile on her face But I don't know what I could do I'm not a valiant knight or prince charming I didn't have a loyal white steed Or a sword and a shield to slay her captors All I knew I could do was to look up Smile at the princess and dream That someday I'll be her rescuer And save her from the tower. And that's Prince. Stay tuned for part 2 of The Tower. Daal: See y'all next time! Thank you and goodbye. ^_^ -Deniece Liza-
Two New Songs During the Christmas break, me and my friends started planning the activities that our group (our circle of friends) will be doing for the year 2007. Those activities included shooting our own TV Series (currently entitled Photographs), reviving TOUCH (our own handicrafts business), and making a band (whose name we haven't decided on yet). Daal: I'm actually looking forward to TOUCH. I mean, we started the business, made a small profit, and sort of let others know about TOUCH. Of course, for the moment, we've been the only ones who have made a sale and told others about TOUCH. As for me, I'm looking forward to the band. I've always wanted to be in a band and with Tine's number of songs (most of which still don't have chords or tunes) and a few of my own (some with chords and some still in the works), I'm sure that someday (most probably within this year), we'll be somewhere. Probably doing small gigs but at least we have gigs. And the band gave me a new hobby, writing songs. Daal: *sigh* I think the POP members are all dreamers. We have so many things we want to do. Most of which are, well, hard to accomplish. Yeah. But without dreams, nothing can be achieved. Everything started with a dream. I mean, I dream of being a famous fashion designer and author and if I didn't dream of becoming those, I wouldn't strive to be those. Because I dream, I try my best to become what I dream of. Daal: Anyway, we're getting off track here. We're supposed to be introducing our two new songs remember? Right. Sorry. Going back. The first song I'm introducing was written during my fourth year of high school. It was an assignment given to us and I never got to put it into music. As I was cleaning out my things (a new year tradition of mine is to clean my things of trash that accumulates during the year), I found the sheet of paper I wrote the lyrics on and I worked on putting it into music. For some reason, it only took me a while (two days) to finish the whole song (both the proper lyrics and the chords). Daal: Maybe the song was meant to be put in music. Who knows? God prolly has a reason for enabling you to put it into music only now. You're right. Anyway, the song is a sort of graduation song. It talks about parting with each other and how time changes everything. Daal: So without further ado, here's Goodbye. Goodbye Music: Daal G Bm As time passes by Em C We’ll all look behind us G Bm Look back at the childhood days Em C See the memories stored inside Refrain: Em G There’s tears in our eyes C – But it shines with laughter Em G Remembering the good old days C D Dsus-D Moving on to new things Chorus: G C9 As time passes by Am7 C Our paths will someday split G C9 Different roads we’ll take Am7 D We’ll have to say goodbye G C9 As time passes by Am7 C We all have to grow G C9 Walk ahead with heads held high Am7 D G But never leave the important behind Verse 2: G Bm As time passes by Em C We’ll all look at the road ahead G Bm See the world in a new light Em C Realize the future it offers Bridge: Bm G Friends come and go D A That’s what time does Bm G But you’ll always be in my heart D A Am7 All of you who changed my life Break: G – C9 – Am7 – Dsus-D Coda: (strum slowly): G C9 Time passed us by Am7 C And now we have to go G C9 But this doesn’t mean goodbye Am7 D G Our paths will cross again And there you have it. As for the second song, it actually started as a poem that the readers of this small blog (if there are any) probably know. I wanted to see if there were poems of mine that I could make into a song and it turned out that Just a Glimpse was a perfect candidate to be made into a song. Daal: Of course, the song itself isn't a complete copy of the poem. I made a few adjustments and added a few verses to complete the song and we're actually very happy with how it turned out. As with the poem, this song is one of my favorite songs that I composed. Granted I've only composed three songs so far (I mean, complete with chords), I still consider this one of my favorite songs. It's upbeat and I really love the tune of the song. Daal: Proud aren't you? :P I'm just saying. Anyway, here's Just a Glimpse for you. Just a Glimpse Music: Daal D I’m looking out my window Bm Hoping to get a glance G Of your wonderful smile A That makes my days complete And when I see you Bm I don’t know what to do G I can’t find my voice A I’m frozen in my place Em And when I’m driving D Or walking along the street G You enter my thoughts A And I can’t drown you out D A I know what I’m doing G Is childish and foolish A But I can’t help but seek your face D Everywhere I go A G Hope surges in my heart A And I look for any way C D To get a glimpse of you D When we get to talk Bm I heave a heavy sigh G And try to keep myself A From acting like a fool But sometimes it’s too hard Bm With energy flowing through me G And I can’t help smiling A The biggest smile I have Bm G D And after each fateful meeting A Here I am again Bm G Looking out my window D A Hoping to get a glance of you again C D Just a glimpse of you …] * Repeat […] twice Anyways, there they are. My two new songs. I've lots more songs written but I still have to put them into music. I have a new poem too but I'll post it tomorrow because it's getting late. Until tomorrow everyone. Daal: See y'all later! -Deniece Liza- Model Potential OMG! You wouldn't believe what happened to my sister during the last
day of their school fair. It's so uber fantastic that anyone who knows
my sister will just squeal with both disbelief and excitement. I mean I
could hardly contain my surprise when my sister told me that some
people from a model agency, Model Shop to be exact, asked her if she
was insterested in being a model. OMG! My sister could be model! Can you believe it? I still can't believe it. I mean, I used to be in commercials (when I was a very young kid) but now my sister's going to be a model. Oh how I wish I could be a model too. But I don't know. I don't think I'm model potential. But as I thought, my sister does have the potential to be a model. She has the looks, the smile, the body, and the personality. Wai!!! I can't wait for the agency to call my sister up. Anyway, that's all. Until next time everyone. I still have to design flyers for the Kids for Christ meeting on January 28. Later! ^_^ -Deniece Liza-
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