Thursday, September 25, 2008

Just Because...

It's funny how some of us gets no love at all when we need it the most, and when we are given, it gets so overwhelming we can't possibly think what to do with it all.

Personally, I don't know what to make out of it. Where is the logic and equality there when people in dire need of someone to love, care, nurture or simply understand them are nowhere to be found. It is the loneliest feeling, I swear, to find nothing when you're reaching out to everyone. A lot of people may break down not because they're too weak to fight it but because, sometimes, it's physically, emotionally and mentally wearying. Life can be actually sucked out at you.

Well, i don't know about breaking down or being "unloved" at all. Haha. Even if my life for the most part got f*cked up, I never felt the need to end it all. C'mon. It may sound too cliche or laspag, but life is beautiful. You just gotta find stuffs to make it one if you still can't see it. Either you're too stoned, wasted, blind, bleak or in denial to actually see it all.

Anyhoo, the reason behind all this sudden posting (and no connection at all on the bleakness stuff) is a good friend of mine who became too emotional and sentimental on me . I'll give the guy a break because, yeah, he's got a point. A point, nevertheless, that i will never, ever try to succumb. Don't you worry, we'll always be tbuds. I'll find time :)

A Bedtime Story 5

..She looked down the stairs and saw a group of people. Although she was experiencing fright she shouted out to them, are you also dreaming!? Without them even saying anything she knew she would not get an answer, she shut her eyes again and when she opened them she was in an underground car park, she tried to shout out to the security staff..

*just last night but i was already fast asleep i didnt even get to read my bedtime story.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

A Bedtime Story 4

..Realising she was in a dream state, Lisa tried to jump high, higher than would ever be possible in waking life.. As she jumped, she began to reach 15, 20, 25 feet high before an arm grabbed out at her, she was shocked and scared, she swiped her arm through the hand of the person grabbing her and soared high above the ground. She shut her eyes only for a moment and found herself on a dark staircase..

A Bedtime Story 3

medyo natagalan bago nasundan ;)

..Lisa jumped out of the way of the beam but as she held her nose for a sneeze she was confused that she could still breath through her nose. At this point she realised she had been transported into a dream state. A man in in a black robe approached her and said he would be her guide. She looked around at the walls counfused by their strange colors and their moving in and out..

Tuesday, September 23, 2008


Nakakainis lang na nag-aadjust ka sa lahat ng pagbabago sa buhay mo, sinusubukan mong sabayan ang ikot ng mundo ng ibang tao para lang minsan mahilo at maiwan.

Friday, September 19, 2008

A Bedtime Story 1

somebody actually wrote it out of nowhere. I'm not sure if it's just for me or what. Nevertheless.. Parang poof! It's Koko Crunch haha. :)

...There was a girl called Lisa who lived underwater but one day she traveled to the surface where she ran into a dancing purple mole, she was intrigued and when the mole saw her and dug a hole to run away she followed him...

More tomoro :D

Panalo lang di ba? Good Job! But I'm actually imagining what a purple mole looks like to no avail.

A Bedtime Story 2


...Lisa landed with a hard bump and opened her dazed eyes, she looked around and saw a shadow moving against a wall, she looked around to see where the dim light was coming from that lit the tunnel but couldn't see the source, as she got up she saw the mole peek around the corner and fire some kind of beam at her..

to be continued..

Yikes, bitin!

Thursday, September 18, 2008


And someday, when I'm sober enough with all these drunkenness, i shall remember everything and look back on it with delirious happiness.. But for now, not yet..

Friday, September 12, 2008

Thursday, September 11, 2008


Ang sarap pala ng pakiramdam ng hindi nag-iisip at nagdedesisyon para sa sarili mo. Kung saan kakain, san liliko, san pupunta, anong oras aalis, anong kakainin, san bababa. Small stuff. But not too small to be ignored. Dapat lahat pala ng tao makaranas ng ganito. Kahit for once lang. Liberating lang yung feeling.

Well, pangatlong araw ko nang may sakit 'to (at syempre pumapasok pa rin ako even if my body soldiers are screaming NOOOOO!), and I hope to recover soon. I HATE BEING SICK. Andami kong kapalpakang nagagawa. Yung clumsiness ko tumitriple pa lalo. At marami akong nakakalimutan. At hindi yun maganda.

Namiss ko nang magsulat at mag-vent ng kung anu-anong angas, inis, kwento at kung anu-ano pa kaya bumalik ako sa kaisa-isang notebook ko sa web. Napupuno na rin ng doodles ang kwaderno ko sa kwarto. Pero lately ay inaatake na talaga ko ng katamaran. Andami-dami kong gustong isulat pero wala kong lakas para kumuha ng bolpen at magsulat. Dagdag pa siguro kung yung inspirasyon mo e napakahirap ispelengin.