Hotel in Space called Galactic Suites

While browsing the internet, I found this very interesting news about a hotel in space that will launch in 2012. It's called Galactic Suites. I've read in Wikipedea that this hotel "will orbit the Earth once every 80 minutes, providing 15 day-and-night cycles every 24 hours."

I thought only astronauts can get the chance to go to space. Hindi na pala ngayon. I can't imagine myself floating in space. I wonder what it's like to live in a zero gravity. Siguro I won't ever complain any foot aching kasi di na ko maglalakad, I'll just swim through an empty space, magaling naman ako sa breaststroke and backstroke hehe.

When I was a kid, I've always dreamed of seeing Earth from afar, walking on the moon, discovering aliens in Milky Way, living on Mars alone, enter into a black hole and time warp back to my past. And I think it's no longer impossible to see all that happen.

Time space warp, ngayon din!

www.galacticsuite.com

Sa website pa lang nila feel na feel ko na. 
Try to visit their page and click all the menus. Amazing!

Fave Songs ko for the month

This Side by Nickel Creek

One day you'll see her and you'll know what I mean.
Take her or leave her she will still be the same.
She'll not try to buy you with her time.
But nothing's the same, as you will see when she's gone.

It's foreign on this side,
And I'll not leave my home again.
There's no place to hide
And I'm nothing but scared.

You dream of colors that have never been made,
You imagine songs that have never been played.
They will try to buy you and your mind.
Only the curious have something to find.

It's foreign on this side,
And the truth is a bitter friend.
But reasons few have I to go back again.

Your first dawn blinded you, left you cursing the day.
Entrance is crucial and it's not without pain.
There's no path to follow, once you're here.
You'll climb up the slide and then you'll slide down the stairs.

It's foreign on this side,
But it feels like I'm home again.
There's no place to hide
But I don't think I'm scared.
(there's no place to hide)
(there's no place to hide)
But I don't think I'm scared.
(there's no place to hide)
But I don't think I'm scared...




Apologize by One Republic

I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

Bridge (guitar/piano)

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...



Swing Life Away by Rise Against

Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine, if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winters so cold, summers over too soon
So let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
We've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
Until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine, if you show me yours first
Let's campare scars, I'll tell you wore is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away