Kung ang memoryang pinagtapal-tapal mo na kay hirap ay biglang naging mga patalim, at bumaon ang bawat matulis na dulo nito sa puso mong nanghina. Madugong sasapitin, isang malaking tagumpay kumbaga, para sa nosyon ng pagpapakamatay. Ang mga tapal ng likha-likhang memorya ay nagbago ng hugis, nagbago ng pagsisilbihan, tinaksil ang lumikha ( Read more... )

ilang bersyon ba ng sarili ang lumipas, binura, sinira at binuo para makarating sa kinatatayuan ngayon? Gaanong katagal kaya ang proseso ng pagkapa, pagsaayos, pagkopya, pag-angkop, ng mga bagay na bumubuo sa katauhan? Siguro nga'y isang malaking hunyango ang tao, kung magpalit, kasing bilis ng lintik. Para lang makasabit sa ragasa ng henerasyon, ( Read more... )

ganitong kadali pala makalimot (a)ng kaibigan.

i am happy when i can make people sad.

but i cannot contain the sadness i have when trying(in any way connected to sadness) to make them sad.

irony.

yeah. i thought that this over-aged blog would never ever function again.

Im being doubtful of my stay here in UP.
Im getting blunt in my english, while my filipino is getting stronger.
i cant wait for the next semester.

There are some times that the antagonist rears its ugly head out, and i just cant get to have it gone. poof.

and while im just * ( Read more... )

this is when i lie down and think about the recent events that had transpired. All that was clear, all that was pure and chaste, cannot forget to reminisce even the slightest shift of emotions ( Read more... )

its the truth that I must not hide from

nor to run to either.

The coincidence that plagues the whole matter is that:

None of us could either know what is happening.

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All we know, is that we are not certain of the outcome

we can only do our part.

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Ahh February, What a delight to see love frolicking around in its glory!
Never be amidst of any weariness, nor be content with sadness
It gleams with pink-colored sceneries and bright colored hopes
Come and join the eddy of which we call the "sensation"
Come and dance around the blooming flowers of Freya!
Taste the sweetness of Bacchus' liquid ( Read more... )

i laugh. but I get lost on seprate occasions in trivial situations of deprivations, or confusion. Its like, youre there but deep inside someone else is taking over, handling facts and information channeled thorugh voices.

You dont seem to know whats happening, or whats going to happen, but deep inside you know it. Its scary, i myself am one of that ( Read more... )

So, Ive been awake up to this moment and I have no will to doze off, for even a few hours. I miss my sleep-deprived days, in where I could be free with my thoughts, because people dont really take seriously what Im saying, so I have the freedom to say whatever I want-(whatever). This is the part where I digress eh ( Read more... )