real life has become boring. i therefore wish to be a rock.
I'm not really sure where I am right now, so "Bakit hindi ka na nagpapakita?" isn't an all too uncommon question even from myself. I feel exceptionally lost in my skin. So expect this to be a very cryptic and very unnecessarily apologetic letter because angst brings out the phunk in me.
I love the people in my life and if it were only that love that controlled my life, I'd sell my soul and invoke the ability to bilocate and be with everyone always. But it's not. And oftentimes, the people I love hang out with people I don't really love much less enjoy breathing next to. (I have anger management issues, I'm sorry. It's the chemical (i.e. coffee) dependence.) In other words, I'm really sorry I missed everything that's been going on so far and I'm too much of a dick to just plunge back in and say sorry and act like nothing ever happened (which I felt was the logical thing to do, but I was/am much too embarrassed to do so).
When I say BA has sucked my soul, I really mean it. That doesn't necessarily mean I'm not having fun though, I am. I'm having the time of my life. Working in a huge team with everyone pulling their weight until we pass out is fulfilling. It's my element. I just wish it didn't come at the expense of missing everyone else.[/drama][/cheese]
In much much much happier news. IT'S CHRISTMAS! (I'm manic-depressive pala.) Kind of. And in as much as my Christmas Spirit is somewhere miles away, I'm looking forward to the string of Christmas parties where I promise not only to get absolutely smashed but you know, imbibe happiness into other people's hearts (hopefully, because I am absolutely smashed). This year, I've prepared a Christmas list of fun stuff that are really cheap (meaning I can buy them for myself but I usually spend too much on other stuff, like Starbucks Planners that aren't mine, so I end up not buying them).
If you miss me so much, you'll get me:
- Arrgyle socks. The fun long checkered daddy socks.
- Blank CDs or DVDs, preferably with comic book characters on the cover.
- Beach slippers. I don't mind pirated or fake as long as they don't have weird labels. (Havananas!)
- Stringy anklets, the kind you buy from Subic for 10 bucks a pop. I'm starting a collection.
- Witty buttons. No marijuana insignias or Che Guevara's faces. My favorite says "If you come to close, I will fart."
APO Concert was loads of fun. *hugs family* HONGKONG! BAGUIO! WOOHOO! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
I love the people in my life and if it were only that love that controlled my life, I'd sell my soul and invoke the ability to bilocate and be with everyone always. But it's not. And oftentimes, the people I love hang out with people I don't really love much less enjoy breathing next to. (I have anger management issues, I'm sorry. It's the chemical (i.e. coffee) dependence.) In other words, I'm really sorry I missed everything that's been going on so far and I'm too much of a dick to just plunge back in and say sorry and act like nothing ever happened (which I felt was the logical thing to do, but I was/am much too embarrassed to do so).
When I say BA has sucked my soul, I really mean it. That doesn't necessarily mean I'm not having fun though, I am. I'm having the time of my life. Working in a huge team with everyone pulling their weight until we pass out is fulfilling. It's my element. I just wish it didn't come at the expense of missing everyone else.[/drama][/cheese]
In much much much happier news. IT'S CHRISTMAS! (I'm manic-depressive pala.) Kind of. And in as much as my Christmas Spirit is somewhere miles away, I'm looking forward to the string of Christmas parties where I promise not only to get absolutely smashed but you know, imbibe happiness into other people's hearts (hopefully, because I am absolutely smashed). This year, I've prepared a Christmas list of fun stuff that are really cheap (meaning I can buy them for myself but I usually spend too much on other stuff, like Starbucks Planners that aren't mine, so I end up not buying them).
If you miss me so much, you'll get me:
- Arrgyle socks. The fun long checkered daddy socks.
- Blank CDs or DVDs, preferably with comic book characters on the cover.
- Beach slippers. I don't mind pirated or fake as long as they don't have weird labels. (Havananas!)
- Stringy anklets, the kind you buy from Subic for 10 bucks a pop. I'm starting a collection.
- Witty buttons. No marijuana insignias or Che Guevara's faces. My favorite says "If you come to close, I will fart."
APO Concert was loads of fun. *hugs family* HONGKONG! BAGUIO! WOOHOO! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!