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past entries

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

good buy

before anything else, i just wanna share that last saturday, i got my hands on the HALE cd. and i just want to say that it's the best cd i've bought in years. and i highly recommend it to emo-rockers out there. very much worth your P250.

oh, and btw, i added more songs to my playlist. check it out.

shooting stars

the other night, i saw my very first shooting star. seriously. no nogging. no shitting. i'm serious with this one. i didn't make a wish though, i gave my wish away. i don't know if it was the right thing to do, but i just had a feeling that my making wishes won't really make anything better. not that i'm THAT cynical about shooting stars and stuff, i just think that i'd end up wishing for something stupid. haha.

the cauldron's content

i have no idea what i'm feeling right now. it's a mixture of nonchalance, emo-ness, happiness, sorrow, longing, and a touch of confusion. laboness. haha. but overall, i'm fine. i don't have to go on trying to write something deep, hyfaluting, and ultimately meaningless just to prove my point and let out my emotions [unlike some other people] maybe two years ago, i would've. but now, i've learned the true value and art of expressing through writing.

you just have to be as real as you can. there's no need for deep words, amazing similes and a very, very melodramatic tone. all you need is what you've got. sure, you can put all those mentioned in there, but you don't have to force it in. it'll sound stupid na.

look who's talking. thinking he's the undisputed expert. stupid ass. that mzonke fana thing from your last entry sounded stupid too, you know.

anyway.

back to where i was, ummm, basta yun. i'm in a funk right now and i can't seem to get out. i went to the fort before coming home a while ago, just to clear my head. i stayed for just 10mins cuz if i had stayed longer, i would've been tempted to keep on going to different places all through out the night.

2nd----millionth thoughts

well, after thinking about it again, i wanna change my major. to english literature or creative writing. the 'ol "follow-your-heart" bug is attacking me. at first, the plan was to double major in one of those courses, but then, baka di ko na kayanin. so after weighing it out, an reassessing what i want in life, i realized that i don't want the same path as my family. i don't wanna be rich. sure, i wanna have money, but i don't want something like money to be the god of my idolatry. i want to have time for my family, time for myself, and time to do the things i really, really want to do. i guess i'm the LEAST business-minded person in the family. weird cuz everyone else is REALLY REALLY intense about business and stuff.

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tomorrow's another day and i don't know when i'll be able to get up from this state. sana bukas na.


the adventure ended at 8:41 PM

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