La Maria's Project:

A DECLARATION

2013-03-02T11:51:00.000+08:00

……………………………….W hile nights have gone colder each passing day

……………………………..I care not of what others say

…………………………...L ost in this nostalgia and bliss

…………………………L et my heart and mind in peace

………………………Y elling thy name on a windy day

……………………O ut in the open as I sway

…………………U ndo not this spell you cast upon me

………………M indless I may seem, but always in a glee

……………A s the moon shines bright, I pray

…………R emembering what once was so gray

………R ehearsing at the same time the right words to mention

……Y ou need not ask of my intention

…M ight as well not ask what I am trying to relay

E ventually you shall see, look closely, look carefully..and hope I made your day.

A Mystery

2012-12-07T09:36:00.001+08:00

A nd so the once cold heart melted like snow in spring

N ever expected the bloom it could bring

D ays passed, not a single one was ever missed

R olling in a field of never-ending bliss

E very once in a while, eyes would wander

W ith the hope that he may just appear anywhere, somewhere

J ust this thought already fills the mind and heart

O nly to be saddened of the fact that we’re apart

H owever, the sadness would immediately fade away

N ever has it been so easy, whenever I hear him say,

“M iles away, but I am here to stay…”

A nd so this now-fragile-heart is once again swept away.

S oon will come a time that such longing will be met

O n top of a hill, while watching the sun set

N ow, you may all still wonder…but you’ll know, sooner or later.

It's STILL more fun in the PHILIPPINES!

2012-08-08T21:34:00.000+08:00

Philippines. We have been through it all: wars, scandals, tragedies, financial crisis. Ant though we are still struggling to put an end to all those mentioned and more, one thing we never forget is to pray, help and SMILE! Yes we cry, we complain, we whine, we shout desperately...yet we still SMILE. It is no wonder that we have such a low suicidal rate.

And now that we are faced with another-same-old-new-problem - flood. I know, we will rise and at the end of the day, we will still be the "hopeful" nation. And we will soon, smile!

And...No matter how other great nations belittle us at times, no matter how the powerful nations bully us, no matter how harsh times could be…hey, I bet they can’t say “Coping/Surviving: It’s more fun in the Philippines”?

Indeed, IT IS still MORE FUN IN THE PHILIPPINES!

LSS again: One And Only...

2012-08-01T23:16:00.004+08:00

You’ll never know

If you’ll never try

To forgive your past and simply be mine

I dare you to let me be

Your one and only

I promise I’m worth it

To hold in your arms

So, come on… maketh me a chance

To prove that I’m the one who can

Walk that mile…until the end starts

Until the end starts… this very line got me really hooked…aside from the “hope” it proposes…for me…it’s just so deep. Who could’ve thought that and end could start?

I mean…well, we all know that with every ending there’s a beginning of something. But for me, as how I see it, it’s an ultimate confession of unconditional and eternal love…because, again for me…one is willing to be there even if it’s the end…maybe end of the relationship, or ending of one’s existence, end of the world…et cetera… “Walk that mile…until the end starts…” To be there, to be that willing despite the unknown…brings a lot of hope. I can say so because we are used to hearing, "I will be with till the end"...see the difference? See the "hope" I'm talking about?

On a technical note...The song, in general, sounds generic…the melody, the lyrics…but, Adele (oh…hands down to her as always) is still commendable…again, as always…duh! (laughs)

With here power voice, nothing seems to go wrong. Not only that, she sings with her heart…but you can actually feel the pain...every emotion is felt when she sings.

And though, many say that this particular song, indeed, sound generic/common and that the lyrics is a bit shallow and oh, desperate…I must insist that Adele and her songs have obviously big difference from other songs nowadays…that is…they contain real feelings. Period.

Isn’t it obvious I love Adele. hehehe

WIDE AWAKE

2012-07-30T12:42:00.002+08:00

This somehow is in relevance to what I posted about Paul McCrane's song...and I like this song...most of katy's songs that is...

I'm wide awake (x3)

Yeah, I was in the dark

I was falling hard

With an open heart

I'm wide awake

How did I read the stars so wrong

I'm wide awake

And now it's clear to me

That everything you see

Ain't always what it seems

I'm wide awake

Yeah, I was dreaming for so long

(Pre-Chorus)

I wish I knew then

What I know now

Wouldn't dive in

Wouldn't bow down

Gravity hurts

You made it so sweet

Till I woke up on

On the concrete

(Chorus)

Falling from cloud nine

Crashing from the high

I'm letting go tonight

(Yeah I'm) Falling from cloud 9

[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/k/katy+perry/wide+awake_21005238.html ]

I'm wide awake

Not losing any sleep

I picked up every piece

And landed on my feet

I'm wide awake

Need nothing to complete myself - nooohooo

I'm wide awake

Yeah, I am born again

Outta the lion's den

I don't have to pretend

And it's too late

The story's over now, the end

(Pre-Chorus)

I wish I knew then

What I know now

Wouldn't dive in

Wouldn't bow down

Gravity hurts

You made it so sweet

Till I woke up on

On the concrete

(Chorus)

Falling from cloud nine

Crashing from the high

I'm letting go tonight

I'm Falling from cloud 9

Thunder rumbling

Castles crumbling

I am trying to hold on

God knows that I tried

Seeing the bright side

I'm not blind anymore

(Chorus)

Falling from cloud nine

Crashing from the high

(Ya' know) I'm letting go tonight

I'm falling from cloud 9

Is It Okay If I Call You Mine?

2012-07-28T11:57:00.015+08:00

just for a time... (Paul McCrane)

Such a good song, meaningful lyrics,soothing melody and a soothing voice. A song filled with longing, wanting, needing, missing...

Well for some time, can't remember now when exactly...but yes, way back then, I thought it "connotes" a sad message, moment, experience... for it seemed like the love ended and one still holds on...that one has not moved on yet...or that it is a one-sided love...

That was then... When I was all naive and mmm say, fragile? (laughs)

But with the recent events...twists of fate...lovely twists of fate in fact... I have a whole new perspective...another story actually plays in mind whenever I hear this song...which was just few minutes ago...

What I see now...so vividly for that matter...is not of an "ending" but a "just parting for a moment but will be united someday soon"... simply put, a long distance relationship...

"I ca't wait to see you again..." This very line from the song proves me right after all but also proves how wrong I was before... *wink

Indeed, whatever mood you are in affects how you see things...how you would react to events...et cetera...of course!!!

I was blinded before that all I saw was the sad part...glad to be awake.

And now, I'm experiencing LSS (last song syndrome) as usual...well it's a good song so I don't mind singing/humming it all day..at all. I guess, well I'm quite sure that this is one of the anthems for those who are in LDR (long distance relationship)...Cheers!

BACK TO INNOCENCE

2012-07-25T14:53:00.000+08:00

I sure do like the song by enigma. But I am not here to talk about the song.

I was watching CNN World Report when during a commercial break for prudential insurance; children were asked what their plans and dreams are. And one child caught my attention, and everyone’s for that matter because he was the last one to speak. I am not sure what was asked of him but I am quite sure it is related to money and so he said, “Save them and buy (lots) bubble gum…” and he chuckled.

“A child has no ego, no past or future. The child has no attachments, and because of this, he is able to express himself fully, without any prejudices or preconceived ideas.”

~ Amma ~

Well there are times I wish I am a child again. How I miss those times when I look forward to weekends and school breaks. How I miss running without worrying what people may think. How I miss playing in the mud without being judged. Oh, I miss a lot of things. It’s not that I cannot do those things right now, but as an adult…I, we are expected to be proper and conscious of our every actions.

But well, I am a stubborn lady so I say, “Who cares?” lol…

My Legacy

2012-07-24T16:29:00.001+08:00

“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.

It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.” ― Ray Bradbury

Ever since I started to know what is right from what is wrong... Ever since I started to slowly mature... Ever since I started learning... Ever since I learned that to be able to move on, one must dream... And so ever since I started dreaming bigger that I used to... I knew I won't be settling here... I knew and I felt that I was meant for an adventure of a lifetime...somewhere else. And I won't be able to do so...if I stay.

I did try once...and it was both fun and bumpy ride. Looking back on those days when I had a glimpse and taste of independence...I now realized why I had to come back home in the first place...I wasn't really ready and most especially, family comes first.

And now that I can somehow say that I am ready for that adventure...I must face this challenge... to put things in order and stabilized this "project" I started...hoping that it will be ...my legacy.

At least, I left something before I take in another challenge...before I pursue what my heart really desires.

BREAKING DAWN

2012-07-16T20:10:00.007+08:00

Dawn is the time of the day when the light first appears in the sky. But breaking dawn may be the commencement of the day.

No. I am not here to talk about the actual moment of day which we so-called dawn, as we all used to say, “Dawn is breaking.” Nor I am talking about the last installment of the twilight saga which has girls of almost all ages got so hooked and going gaga over the superficial characters from which people who played the roles and most especially the capitalists have been taking leverage of. But somehow it is of relevance to that time of day…the metaphoric way that is. It is because my versions of “breaking dawn” happened in the afternoon.

Dawn. As a noun, can be that time in the morning, the first appearance of daylight or simply the beginning or rise of anything. As a verb, to begin to grow light or to open or develop. Both connote the same thought, obviously. But my experience with the word was more of a verb that is…to begin to be perceived…

Literally and figuratively, my “breaking dawn” was indeed very late. I sure needed the time to think things over but when the idea, the answer, dawned on me… I was already late. It was already twilight.

I AM NOT A WRITER...

2012-07-14T22:29:00.000+08:00

by profession that is...

Let's say...I am just very opinionated at times, a hopeless romantic in a way, very imaginative and a bit of a "rhetoric". I often don't say what I really feel that is why writing is very helpful for me not to dwell on "past bad events and memories".

Besides, as how I am always reminded growing up, "If you have nothing good to say, you better not say a word at all." So true. Of course, I sometimes forget when I am almost to explode with anger. But, as being raised to be with finesse at all times, I must control. That is why I am here trying to write.

So what am I?

I can proudly say that I AM A WRITER. (did I also mention I am self-contradicting individual...laughs)

Anyway... I don't earn money out of it, BUT... at least, I have earned some respect from those I also respect. And that, I am contented.

So...until my next inspiring or challenging days.

An UGLY personality, DESTROYS a pretty face.

2012-07-12T10:04:00.003+08:00

INDEED.

I so happen to be lucky to have a righteous mother...who will constantly remind us to be good. And like she always say, "Good things come to Good people." and that, "A good heart shines through." With a mother like that, it's both pleasure and pressure...laughs.

My mother, like any normal person, is not perfect. But one thing for sure, she is kind. And that reflects on how she looks like. People are always at awe when they learn that she is in her 50s and that she had nine (9) children and two (2) grandchildren. People say that maybe because she smiles a lot. But it's not for us and for those who really know my mother and even my mother would say, that she is able to smile a lot despite all the stress, not because she can. "Anyone can smile," she will tell you that, "But its another story when you can really "genuinely" smile." And I am certain we all have seen fake smiles. A person who has good personality can really give, not just good smile, but light feeling. A smile that is contagious.

That is why, I really got disturbed when this girl, very pretty girl, came in the cafe...all smiles. Like you can almost see all her teeth. She was apologetic for she came very late. You might be wondering why I know this. NO. She isn't the company I was expecting. Just that, we are just one table apart. And oh my, she has loud presence.

Going back...

Yes, she was being sweet as she apologized. I have no idea how late she was since I just arrived five minutes earlier but her friends sure looked pissed. One was actually in a hurry that just a minute or two after she arrived, that friend left. And viola. She was like making faces as they watch their friend leave. And good thing, my manners were in tact, coz I really felt like raising an eyebrow.

I didn't really listen after that coz I have more important things to do than dwell on how "good of a friend" that pretty-face girl is.

bottom-line...ladies and gents...in this world...no matter how busy, fast-paced it has become...there are still eyes watching your every move, listening to each word, getting the vibe you are exuding, et cetera...yes, sadly, there are some who would really prefer pretty faces over good personality...but if you already have the pretty face, be as good as you can be...actually, all should.

I'm actually just going around here...so imma stop and actually have to run now...im sure you got the point...

ready..set...think...hope...pray

2012-06-15T08:27:00.000+08:00

i don't know if someone can relate to me...i guess most girls do...as they say...we are fickle-minded individuals...but i really do hope that at least one can relate to me...

have you felt like you already made all necessary preparations to say that you are ready...it can be relocating, shifting to another college course, buying that clutch/bag/shoes/et cetera?

i'm sure you know what i mean...

i have this one not-so-crucial-but-still-important make-or-break moment...where i have to choose whether to hold on to the past, be happy with the present or take a chance on the future...(guess i should have this as the title...laughs).

it may sound simple....but choosing one or even the thought that i have to choose was and is really quite an ordeal...the fact that whatever i choose, many would really be affected...of course, there's always consequences to whatever you do...

yes...i was ready...was...when i only have the past and present to choose from...i was set to go to what i believed in was right...but like i have been told, not all that felt right is always right for you...an oh, reality bites...then came a tempting chance in the future...

so just when i thought that i was ready set...i had to stop to think again...and again...again...best thing to do (always) when making tough decisions....the only problem though is time...

but i took my time...i have rushed some decisions before and i paid a lofty price...

past...a huge influence of what i am now...
we have this old saying..."ang di marunong lumingon sa pinanggalingan, ay di makakarating sa paroroonan" ...i don't know the english counterpart for this...but it's like what Confucius said, "Study the past, if you would divine the future..." yes, all learnings came from our past sometimes, sadly, we are judged by it...and yes, a part of that past is still pulling me back...and i certainly not going to be one of those who are still living in their past...

then the present...contentment...
but whenever i hear contentment, what always play in mind is one of my favorite author's line in of her novels... "Conventionality is the refuge of a stagnant mind" (Judith McNaught)...

and so came future...bright but risky and still vague...
and though this "fear of the unknown" lurks in mind but gives me a certain kind of rush...still...i can't stop worrying...

so many what ifs...then i came across this... "The secret of the health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly." (Buddha)

i just hope i have made a good decision...(if not the right one at least be good)...and so i pray...

“Learn the past, watch the present, and create the future.”

...

2012-06-06T22:20:00.000+08:00

Dear __________,

we have been playing this hide and seek quite so long
starting to feel the flame is not as strong
now, here i am, onto my next attempt to write a new song
with hopes that someday, beside me, you'd be singing along.

oh, indeed, it is hard to wait daylong
contemplating if still necessary for me to prolong
but as long as to someone else, i do not belong
i won't mind the longing
...the aching
...the waiting........because, to be with someone not you would be so so wrong.

...

2012-06-03T00:01:00.000+08:00

Dear __________,

Another day passed.

Now looking for a spell to cast

Because as I watch the rising of a new day

Reality bites...To find you goes a long way.

...

2012-03-01T20:30:00.000+08:00

Dear ____________,

I woke up so early this morning. But it was hard to wake up from a wonderful dream especially when everything felt so real. It was thaaat goood that, for the first time, I somehow regret waking up. But, of course, I had, have and need to. Call me silly but I felt that way. Well, I have moved on. Besides, I am and must be contented with the snapshots that somehow escaped to be suppressed into my unconsciousness (again) ...like the other beautiful dreams I had.

You must be wondering as to what made it beautiful that I can’t seem to stop thinking about it.

I know I haven’t seen you. I don’t even know you at all…but I know and really felt that it was you. And even though I still didn’t get to see everything as clearly as I want to with all the windy, foggy surrounding…but I got to hold your hand…in fact, you were gripping my hand as if you want to crash it in a no pain kind of way.

They say dreams have meanings…well, I really do hope that this means you’re within my reach now. And if dreams do come true…may this one and the rest of the dreams related to it, do come true. And when that time comes, I won’t be letting go of that hand…ever.

Until my next dream…

……………………………………………………………………………………………………..

One may call me weird for having these dreams. Well, these scenes are quite normal… what is not I guess is me being convinced that it is related to some sort of future reality… yes, in a very futuristic and hopeful perspective anyway… what can I do? I am a hopeless romantic… hehehe… well, no harms done…so let’s continue dreaming.

HUMOR

2011-07-22T01:50:00.000+08:00

What is humor?

Miriam Webster defined it as something that is or is designed to be comical or amusing. While on the reliable online free encyclopedia, Wikipedia, it is the tendency of particular cognitive experiences to provoke laughter and provide amusement. Whether it’s Webster or Wikipedia, both agree with the fact that humor entails amusement. And I couldn’t agree more. But as an average thinker that I am, I have other simple understandings with the matter.

Most of the times, when humor is mentioned, what quickly comes to our minds are the different jokes that we heard over and over. May it be those classic punch lines, pick-up lines, green jokes or even simple mispronunciation of words can instantly be associated with humor. Simply put, anything that made/makes people laugh is humor.

Furthermore, we think of humor when we encounter a funny person doing hilarious, exaggerated and sometimes absurd acts. A clown is a perfect example of this particular person. If not all, most of us enjoy a clown’s performance. But we’re not only talking about clowns here. That person can be a family member, relative, friend, co-worker or even a complete stranger. It may be very inconsiderate of me but I am guilty of laughing at someone else’s funny mishaps. Such as those models tripping off the runway, a person accidentally sneezed at someone, a person stuttering and messing up the words and grammar, and the list goes on. I’m sure you have the same encounters.

Moreover, in conformity with the first definition, humor is not only limited with acts and jokes. A simple picture, painting, or design that exhibits amusement is still a representation of humor. Therefore, either it’s moving picture like those comedy movies or funny home videos or still pictures, the mere fact that we’re entertained and amused is enough implication of humor.

However, I may slightly disagree or make some revisions with Webster’s definition.

Yes, humor can be drawn out of something designed to be humorous or funny or amusing. But in addition, humor is a natural occurrence. It happens and comes out of nowhere. And that’s what makes it more amusing, its being unexpected. Actually, anything with the element of surprise really awakens emotions and reactions and in this case, being joyful and being able to laugh. This is actually how I understood Wikipedia’s version.

But of course, there is more to it than that. In a deeper sense, for me, humor is not only confined with being a quality that we look into for a companion. It is not also just an idea or an act that makes us laugh. And most especially, it is not just about what is funny. For some it is a way of living.

I am fortunate enough to have known a person who enlightened me with that answer. He said that humor is part of his life not because he wants to laugh or jokes around but because he wants to be happy. Not that he doesn’t want to laugh or have fun, who does? It’s just that for him it is more than the laughter. “Humor is not just about laughing. At times, what made people laugh makes us feel guilty instead of being happy. I see humor not only as a source of laughter but also of happiness. There really is a thin line between the two, laughter and happiness that is. Not all of what’s causing us to laugh can cause us happiness,” he added.

Indeed, it’s such enlightenment and he definitely gave humor another meaning. Important lesson of the day: Humor is happiness.

Attempt 101: A Sonnet

2011-07-08T14:38:00.000+08:00

Amidst the challenges and fears

Coupled with loneliness and rejection

One cannot really hide the tears

Despite a forceful determination

I cannot blame the weakness of the heart

Or the shallow mind and perspective

For it was expected from the start

Sadly, it was easy not to be cognitive

Others' predictions may have been true

And constant reminder had been done

All were left ignored and told, "Adieu"

Gone unnoticed, ere the rising of the sun

But one can always look back and return

Like others' cliché, end up with pictures to burn

no. 31 - The Phantom (poem)

2010-10-24T19:18:00.000+08:00

***
the night was young and full of vitality
everyone's possessed with infectious energy
their bodies swayed with gratifying pleasure
who would not be with all the offered grandeur?

as i watched from afar in a panoramic advantage
observing keenly, looking like an out-of-place sage
i saw no people but dancing fireflies in a cage
then lights surrounded you, my heart went out in rage

i kept my play and looked for much worthy subject
yet my eyes never failed to object
i succumb to my defeat and was greeted by what i feared
unlike the magician's trick, you were gone and never reappeared

it was always expected of you, i've been told
a friendly little bird happened to be so bold
The Phantom is what you've been called
hence, i was appalled

the night ended but not their spirit
they seem not tired, not even a bit
the dawn is breaking as i part my way
haven't gone far when from my rear The Phantom whispered to me, "Stay."

i was horrified as i felt my body chill
in my entire life, i've never stood so long and so still
my mouth parted, was supposed to recite a spiel
got dumbfounded, i felt so ill.

we stood in the middle of that deserted street where i can't turn to anyone
wanted to run but can't move a feet, so i depended to the rising sun
but i must have gone mad, for eventually i found it a feat
to be even that close to The Phantom, a heart attack was even worth it.

my sanity was about to hit it's end when i suddenly realized
that i'm no ordinary girl who can easily be "phantomized."
i stopped my delirium and played once again my flawless disguise
it was flawless indeed, for it was THE PHANTOM i caught...
thus, my ultimate prize!

no. 30 - The Making Of A Brat (poem)

2010-10-24T19:07:00.000+08:00

***
it's just simple
like picking an apple
choose the red one
and you're already done

when you heard a cry
candidly ask why
then you'll end up buying
to stop the crying

they can be..be very hysterical
thought it's magical
coz poor parents easily give in
magic indeed, so easy to win

and when they get older
they get wiser
even if you won't or can't
they'll still get what they want

oh, don't be fooled with their faces
trust me, it's just one of their aces
but who am i to scare the cats
when i'm simply one of those mice, so-called Brats.

*** (^_~) ***

no. 29 - Take me everywhere you go (poem)

2010-10-24T18:54:00.000+08:00

***
i won't be a pest
i won't create a mess
i'll pass all your test

i can put up a grand show
take me everywhere you go

i won't make a sound
i'' keep my feet on the ground
i'll do every round
can be used to astound

i'll follow your flow
take me everywhere you go

i won't tell
i won't yell
i won't ring your bell
take me out of this cell

i will keep everything low
take me everywhere you go

***

oh...this time i will let you know the story behind the story...LOL

i'm making this for a dear friend...who can't seem to let his girl go...
this was like his lines when the girl was breaking up on him...
i kinda make it poetic and a lil overstated/amplified...
actually i kinda simplified what really happened
so sad though coz they separated anyway...
there's no point to continue it out of pity...

no. 28 - Rhymic (poem)

2010-10-24T18:43:00.000+08:00

***
i'm not poetic
nor romantic
at times, pessimistic
stirring panic

i look like a geek
but memory's not photographic
even got a twisted logic
that can make one sick

don't show me a trick
i can easily mimic
like a thief, i strike sleek
especially when i'm at my peak

i can be unnoticeable like a stick
but once i've made my pick
i can do magic
with just a click

you can scar me like a chick
just don't forget to make me weak
if you don't want a life so bleak
for my heart is tougher than a brick

***

no. 27 - My Star (song)

2010-10-24T18:35:00.000+08:00

***
it started like any usual day
the only difference, you got no work today
you're ready to play

you're slowly strolling in your usual jeans
you're like a model in those magazines
ready to win

while i kept looking afar
you're like a distant star
you shine so bright
do you have hidden light?

so i won't wait..imma get you today
imma show you how i sway
oh, you will be mine
you will be mine

(still finalizing melody)

no. 26 - Realization (poem)

2010-10-24T18:16:00.000+08:00

***
a heart of stone
will end alone
so i was told

not that i don't care
i wouldn't even dare
but must admit that i've been cold

but in this world
where everything seems blurred
a weak heart will easily fold

it's always in the end that you'll realize
how much you've wasted and sacrificed
for that hand you longed to hold

but then again, it's never too late
as long as you want to change and stop the wait
and as long as you keep in mind, Time is gold.

Mp3-Codes

2010-10-14T16:43:00.001+08:00

La Marias Playlist at MP3-Codes.com

no. 25 - Loud Speaker (poem)

2010-10-14T14:17:00.000+08:00

***

oh, technology

you made my life so easy
you made almost everything just a click away
and you made it more exciting to play

oh, technology

to you, i cling... very dependently
now i can't seem to last a day
without you along the way

oh technology

with you, i am free
to do everything i want to do
i love you, i really do.

but

technology, you made me sad
to myself and to you, you made me mad
due to this one feature you introduced
which, i often get to use

Loud speaker...
Loud speaker...
Loud speaker...
You cheating Loud speaker...

you're one reliable tool
it was once so cool
days were so full
but you made me a fool

you could've just warned me of what's nearby
caught off guard, had to ply
arg! arg! arg! you made me lie
now...i shall say goodbye!

***end***

it's up to you what really happened...LOL!