Today is the 21st. It's Z day. Happy Fathers Day.

Hugs ya old man... guess who it's probably me. Yup.

As the song goes..even heroes have the right to bleed. It's okay. Smile.

Hello z, I haven't forgotten about you... the man and his music. Hell, I'm counting the hours yeah, a line from one of your songs. Here I am remembering the times...love the song. Music is our passion..more so yours. I'll never ever get tired hearing you sing.

Hugs.. don't even cringe. Heh. I'm here.. always.

Hey, z.. it seems, you got an admirer (oh the horrors!). A "dopey" one at that.. hehe. kingly is his name...pluck pluck beat is his game. In our local street lingo he's what one would call a "nyip nyoppers".

Got busy last month hence no comment...forgive me, lad... but now I'm and back and saying hi and listening to your music.. as always.

ako-si-z on SoundClick, You got the dopest page, check out the beats on mine! 1.

Hello z, I haven't forgotten about you. I make it a point to leave a comment every month. I don't have to...but I wanted to. Ha ha, dude... box and vertigo and all that. I remember, I remember. You're always gonna be special. I listen to your songs as well. of course I have to. I gotta..otherwise.. I'd be depressed. So I like all the songs..hell, I've practically memorized the lyrics of some songs.
Remember the years when we were young and carefree and chatting and singing online was like the novelty that internet gave us.. I miss our days.. well, me listening and you singing then we'd chat..about nothing really.. just being sarcastic and witty..I'm the former you're the latter. I have no mind anyway.

Funny, I'm making this like my own blog post..so forgive me. I doubt you ever read these comments.. I miss my z. The z, I used to know. We'll always have our own world.
Fine, I'll stop now...I'm to sappy at times. Ha ha. Gosh, I wanna hear that laugh of an old man..

Hugs, I'm still your Skye, I hope.. well, just look up (if you're lonely and think of the good times), I'm there..because if you look down...you'll see something else.. ha ha.

Still awake... still listening.. I retrogress.

I haven't forgotten about you..even though there's no reciprocity... it doesn't matter. I'm nothing, anyway. I seriously doubt you ever read my comments here but if one day out of boredom, you click that comment link and see all these blahs I have for you.. you know then how much I value z because 1 divided 1=0..that's infinity.

Listening to you. Listening to all the songs..as always. There's something different.. can't point out what. Like you were singing to the songs.. second voice or something or I 'm just weird.

Finally..I hear a new song.. I've never grown tired listening to you sing.

Z, nevermind if it's a rough draft and lacks verse or bridge. It's you singing! Any song you sing or compose it always turns out really good.

Missing people your loved ones bring misery but music is universal and keeps your sanity intact.

Today is the 15th. It's Z, day. Happy Father's Day.

I can think of a several music that sort of imitates life through music and it's lyrics Just because...

The Living Years by Mike and the Mechanics- I love the song. It's an oldie though. The Riddle.. song Five For Fighting. About a Father and son Relationship.. Butterfly Kisses- of course sing the song for your daughter..when she grows up. Don't shed a tear. Hugs. And of course the classic, Cats in the Cradle.

Haha, z..most of the songs kinda angsty (typical me..ha). I wanna hear you sing again.

Probably, the best music would be that of your own. Hugs, old man.

It's morning and I'm listening to you. Hearing you sing is like me knowing you or like a rain splash on my face. It's one of those little bits of pleasures that makes one feel good.

My favorite..all of it right now I have 'Just a Little More Time on repeat mode. I dunno. Must be the different ranges of the voice. I've said this more times to you, you're voice is damn good. I'll never get tired of you singing.. Hearing your strum that guitar and melodic vocal chords.

What was that I said before... greatest fan of your life. Heh. Compose again z, sing once more.

Hello z, guess (hey, that's moi..hehe) what? Yep, I'm listening to your music again, and again and again. It's my daily dose of nicotine. I've missed that voice and the writings and everything else that goes with the z. Hugs. Soon our paths will cross again. You are still the one and will only be the one.....

Keep singing. Writing.

Hey, z. Try to download PalTalk. It's kinda like YM. I know you like to sing and relax and strum your guitar. They have user created rooms and you know how it is, Filipinos love to sing so..so perhaps I can hear you sing. I'm listening to your songs again.

I forgot to add to my request...Love Hurts-Incubus.

Hello Z. I doubt if you're even reading this.. Looks like I'm the only one leaving comments. Staking you again. Haaay. But I'm listening to your music. Besides you know what they say, best remedy for loneliness is through blissful nature and music. It's a universal language. When I feel empty and sad, music (and writing...because it's like therapy of sorts, I guess) gives of comfort. And since I can neither compose nor sing (only talent I have is my writing....or lackthereof), I can only listen. I like listening to you and different artists and musicians too.

Z, if and when you decide to compose and sing again, I wanna hear it. In the meantime, perhaps I should request your acoustic version of Staind's It's Been A While (it's one of my fav) or perhaps acoustic version or Jason Mraz's Sleeping To Dream (another fav of mine),you could sing that song to your loved ones. It's nice, really.

So there. I've made a request..if only you read this. But I doubt. Anyhow, Keep singing...and writing as well. Sorry though, Haven't seen your journal writings since Jan. But I'm pretty sure, creative wrting at it's best.

Now sing! Hugs ya!