I am Beverly Kho living in North side, Manila.
My name means "Woman from the beaver meadow" which explains why I look like this.
I have once lived with Anne Frank back in the 1930's. I am allergic to powder and as a result, I have never felt non-sticky.
I have my own river named 'Emotion'. I have once felt isolated from this world and tried to fit in with the Egyptians.
If anybody has anymore questions beyond art, music, duplication, relevance, obsessions, literature,
heartbreak, disillusionment, love, death, the future, confusion, delusions, homosexuals, sleep machines,
mundanes, eco-friendly and vegetarians, please don't Google my name or ask your "friend who knows about me".
Call me at your Mom's house, I'll be there having a powder party.
Ok, enough about that. As you can see, this blog is filled with Incubus that's because
I AM a big big fan of them. I look up to them and they serve as my inspiration (Sometimes my distraction. Hi Brandon)
Besides BB and Incubus, I enjoy the sights of...
Oh, and by the way, if your not using Mozilla Firefox, you won't be able to view my posts.
"The world is a drought when out of love
Please come back to us
You're all of the above
I'm making a choice to be out of touch
Leave me be he said, he said, he said,
Leave me here in my stark, raving, sick, sad little world!"
"We're both aligned in framed of mind but circumstance has got us good
And now you’re seeing a side of me I wished no one ever would
Yeah, if it's right to pick a fight, we’re fingers in a sugar bowl
Love isn’t perfect, even diamonds start out as coal"
"Should I apologize
If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes?
Oh, did I crack your shell?
When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well!"
"I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal
When will we learn? When will we change?
Just in time to see it all come down..."
"Was it something I said
Something I read and manifested that's getting you down
Don't you dare come to bed with that ambiguous look in your eye
I'd sooner sleep by an open fire and wake up fried"
"There's something about the look in your eyes
Something I noticed when the light was just right
It reminded me twice that I was alive
And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight"
"Could there be a familiar ring every time I sing about.
Cycle the tears everything in life no doubt I, I.
Reiterate till my jaw is offset,
But I'll say it again anyway,
What you give is what you get!"
"I take a look around; it´s evident the scene has changed.
And there are times when I feel improved, improved upon the past.
Then there are times when I can´t seem to understand at all
and yes it seems as though I´m goin nowhere...
really fucking fast, nowhere fast."
"I'm thinking of my soul severity
And I know everything you hate in me
Fill me up with over-pious badgerate
Throw them up; one of my favorite things"
"I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen, its' unkind but
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone"
"Hello!? I'm trying to focus
But my eyes deceive me.
Focus. I'm witnessing history...repeating."
"Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
would, in the blink of an eye, manifest and become illustrated.
You'd be sure man that every line drawn reflected a life that you loved
not an existence that you hated.
So, must we demonstrate that we can't get it straight?
We've painted a picture, now we're drowning in the paint.
Let's figure out what the fuck it's about,
before the picture we painted chews us up and spits us out."
"There'd be no one to answer to
and complicate our lives,
we could be
the epitome of self sufficience."
"It isn't fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
Your fictional, plastic alibi
So take another hit, steal another line
Did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?"
"In my fantasy, I’m a Pantomime
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
Words are too messy, and it’s way past time
To end in my mouth paint my face white and tried
To reinvent the sea, one wave a time
Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight"
"I saw you standing in my headlights
I thought I’d run you down for the weight you left on me
Instead I punched rewind, reversed and drove away
And seeing you disappear in my rear view
brought to me the word 'reciprocity'"
"You stare at me like I'm a vitamin.
On the surface you hate,
but you know you need me.
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit.
Whatever helps you swallow the truth
all the more easily"
"My secret arsenal
is an infinite, ageless inkwell
it's a fountian of youth
and a patriot's weapon of choice."
"Enough bowing down to disillusion
Hats off and applause to rogues and evolution
The ripple effect is too good not to mention
If you're not affected, you’re not paying attention
It's too good, it's too good, not to have an effect"
"I see you in line, dragging your feet
you have my sympathy.
The day you were born, you were born free.
That is your privilege."
"Mend this careless thread, it's gone askew
(Thread on my sweater is pendulous, step back and pull it
Watch it unravel faster than a speeding bullet)"
"I'm at the end of my report again
For those who won't do apathy
You had the perfect opportunity
But plead the fifth and walked away"
"What if I was just dreaming? What if I lived in a pear?
What if I had a mustard drenched cucumber tied to my leg."
"Disconnect and let me drift until my upside down is right side in
Society must let the artist go to wander off into the nebula"
"Two weeks without my lover,
I'm in this boat alone
Floating down a river named Emotion
Will I make it back to shore or drift into the unknown."
"If this is right, I'd rather be wrong.
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind."
"Out of line, and indivisible
A crow left of the murder
Every piece contains a map of it all"
"You came, you saw, you conquered...everyone
And I'm left here guessing
Oh what went wrong"
"Kiss the sand goodbye because
the tide is coming up and in
yeah, water, water, water everywhere
and every chance to sink!"
"High fives to a better judgment
By saying less today, I will gain more
Low twos to you my fickle friend
Who brought the art of silent war"
"Some people fall in love and touch the sky
Some people fall in love and find quicksand
I hover somewhere in between
I can’t make up my mind."
"Wake up everyone
How can you sleep at a time like this
Unless the dreamer is the real you
Listen to your voice
The one that tells you to taste past the tip of your tongue
Leap and the net will appear."
that someday we'll be able to look back
on this together and say
It was for the best and that it
made us stronger today."
"All of my life
Where have you been
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again."
"He said Hey Sister.
It’s really really nice to meet ya.
I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who’s just my type.
I like the way he’s speaking his confidence is peaking.
Don’t like his baggy jeans but Imma like what’s underneath it.
And no I aint been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits.
First let’s see the west end.
I’ll show you to my bridrens.
I’m likin' this American Boy. American Boy."
"You better think fast, think fast
'Cause you never know what's coming round the bend.
You better not blink, or breathe.
For consequence is a bigger word than you think."
"Put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lover's lips
And know that fate is what you make of it."
"'Cause' what I want
and what I need
is and will always be free."
I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away...
mushrooms + Daddy Yankee = HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANA!
October 2, 1992
Yes, she celebrates her's right after mine's. Sweet huh? This is some kind of a sequel to Ana's birthday post for me. (Refer to Oct. 1 post)
Ana Isabella Nombrado Deiparine
Ana has been my bestest friend ever since "Dr. Jones" was everybody's favorite song and until Sean Kingston turns anorexic. Hahaha. That just shows how long we've been best friends and WILL continue to be best friends. Ana and I first knew the existence of each other when we were in 2nd grade. Actually, I knew her but she didn't knew me. I even thought she was American! 'coz she has light brown, wavy hair and she speaks in straight english! Hahaha. She even had this snobbish vibe 'coz she never spoke to me. She only knew me when we had this drawing activity and I drew Lil from "Rugrats" and everybody was amazed on how nice my drawing was. 3rd grade, still wasn't close. We had our own bestfriends. Mine was Pauline Ongtengco and her's was Paola Betita (which was my former enemy I may add). Another reason why we didn't even TRIED to be friends. Hahaha. 4th grade, our bestfriends both transferred schools. First day of school came and we felt so alienated. At least I did. We were assigned to sit beside each other. We started talking. At the middle of our conversation, we asked each other when our birthdays was (kids before enjoys asking each other's birthdays ok?) I told her mine was on October 1 and she said the her's was on October 2. We were ecstatic to find out that our birthdays was next to each other. We felt an instant spark that made us stick together through the following days. We were so close that we became isolated losers. We had our own little world. Benjamin and Louie became our friends 'coz we all share the same table. We were so attached to each other that if one of us was absent the other would have a really bad day and can't wait to go home and dial dial dial... "...Hello???!! Why were you absent???" Hahahaha. Good times good times. During fifth grade, we had another addition to our "world", Hen! Actually, Hen and I got really close during 3rd grade but we weren't bestfriends 'coz she had her own bestfriend, Anamae. It was cute, Hen wrote us a letter asking if we can be bestfriends with her. I remembered that she said in that letter, "You better say yes 'coz I used my favorite card just for this letter!" Something like that. Hahahaha. Years gone by and we had a lot included in our "world". Finalizing all of this, we made a group called "Betches". "Betches" is Me, Ana, Hen, Patti, Bea, then came Lauren just recently. In spite all of this, Me and Ana never drifted apart. We may have fights here and there but that never torn us. Cheesy, I know. Hahaha.
Ana loves the color apple green
We both agree that Matthew Goode got our ideal man body
Ana loves songs with saxophones and trumpets
Ana ADORESKanye West (Refer to her blog layout. Haha.)
Ana's currently addicted to "Make It Mine" by Jason Mraz ('cause of who?)
We love Italian guys!
Ana hates guys in dread locks.
We love plaid prints!
We think Pharell is coool.
We love visiting Perez Hilton's site
We enjoy searching deep words and its meanings
We have the same taste in fashion
We both think that Mary-Kate Olsen has a weird smile
We find Amy Winehouse...SCARY.
Ana finds MICHAEL JACKSON scary. All caps on Michael Jackson.
We hate guys wearing colored skinny jeans. Especially red ones!
And last, we get each other.
...and the list goes on.
mushrooms + Daddy Yankee = Happy Birthday Ana! Best + Friend = ANA
Since I love you Ana, I'm going to give you a birthday treat!