falling off the edge. hold me.
hindi ko na alam kung bakit ako nagkakaganito. sobrang sabog ako at hindi ko alam kung bakit nawalan ako ng interes sa pagaaral. maraming mga tao ang tamad na tamad din at parang nahahawa na ako sa kanila. hindi na ako pumapasok--sagad sagad na ang mga absences ko na malapit nakong ma-FA sa mga subjects ko--at lagi pa akong late. hindi na rin ako nakikinig sa mga lectures unlike before na nabubuhay ako kahit hindi nag-aaral kasi focused ako sa discussions. ngayon, fleeting na ang utak ko at kung anu-ano ang iniisip ko kung hindi man ako blanko at natutulog ng nakadilat. ano ang problema ko? hindi sa wala na akong makitang dahilan para mag-aral tulad ng iba. in fact, napakarami kong dahilan para mag-aral. isa na don e gusto kong yumaman. eh pano naman ako yayaman kung Lit na nga ang course ko, bobo pa ako? hindi nga... bobo na talaga ako... totoo... no joke. hindi na talaga ako nag-aaral. at wala na akong naiintindihan sa mga ini-input sa utak ko. iniisip ko, kulang lang ako sa tulog. natutulog naman ako pero wala pa rin... isa pa, wala na akong dignidad. wala na nga yatang respeto sakin ang mga kaklase ko dahil nakikita nila akong lumalagapak. kaya kung utusan ako ni Jasmin, ganun nalang. feeling ko ang liit-liit ko na.at set alam mo ba, 7/15 ako sa narrative ko sa creative writing. tangena talaga yan ano... hindi naman ganun kasama ang loob ko kasi alam ko naman na crammed yon. ang nakakasama lang talaga eh yung wala nakong dignidad sa mga kaklase ko na nakabasa at nag-workshop ng epal kong ginawa. Nakaka-insulto talaga ang palakpakan na alam kong nandun lang para konsolasyon sa lahat. isa pa, alam ko namang hindi ako ganon magsulat. syet, maganda pa yung revised chapters ko ng 'Haruka's Choice' kesa dun eh. grabe ang crappy ko talaga.tapos eto, inuumaga na naman ako sa harap ng computer pero wala parin akong thesis. hindi ko alam kung bakit wala akong mahugot na konting interes man lang o kahit pag-aalala man lang na wala akong thesis. syet. nag-aalala na ako na hindi ako nag-aalala. lam mo yun? bad trip talaga. pero ang bilis ko mag-type ng blog na ito.siguro marami lang tumatakbo sa isip ko na either active o passive na nakapila para mailabas. kumbaga, pending sila at nasa dulo ng linya ang thesis ko. wahahaha!!excuses.daming issues ng bruha. di ko na alam. bitter bitter bitter!! [ang mag-comment ng 'bitter ampalaya' sasapakin ko]
Men are like... from pres
For all those men who say, Why buy a cow when you can get milk forfree. Here's an update for you: Now days, 80% of women are againstmarriage, WHY? Because women realize it's not worth buying anentire pig just to get a little sausage.Men are like....1. Men are like ...Laxatives ...... They irritate the crap out ofyou.2. Men are like. Bananas ....... The older they get, the less firmthey are.3. Men are like ...... Weather . Nothing can be done to changethem.4. Men are like ...Blenders You need One, but you're not quite surewhy.5. Men are like .....Chocolate Bars .... Sweet, smooth, & theyusually head right for your hips.6. Men are like .... Commercials ....... You can't believe a wordthey say.7. Men are like Department Stores ..... Their clothes are always1/2 off.8. Men are like ......Government Bonds .... They take soooooooolong to mature.9. Men are like .....Mascara . They usually run at the first signof emotion.10. Men are like .Popcorn ..... They satisfy you, but only for alittle while.11. Men are like Snowstorms .... You never know when they'recoming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last.12. Men are like ........ Lava Lamps .... Fun to look at, but notvery bright.13. Men are like P arking Spots . All the good ones are taken, therest are handicapped.----------------------------------------------------------haha! i like this article. taenang mga lalaki talaga yan o...
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"ano bang gusto mong gawin make it with your vulva? or with someone who has one? hay buhay.,. "wala lang, nakakagago lang.....
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hmm... cge na nga, aasikasuhin ko muna ang thesis ko. next time i'll make kwento tungkol sa baguio. hehe... baka nga later eh. pero gusto ko lang sabihin na first official poem ko yung "Hearing...not" na mababasa niyo sa sidebar ----->>
"oh my god, i should have a boyfriend"
sabi yan ng isang looking sophomore sa UP na nakasabay ni Phoebe sa jeep.sabi niyo nga, should we have a boyfriend? shempre ang sagot niyo, OO. di ko alam. ano ba ang love? what does love mean in the first place. or does love has any meaning at all? love is such an undefinable word because it's so subjective. what does love mean for me then? i don't want to answer. i'm afraid that the moment i try to define it, the meaning will disappear. and besides, i don't want to be cliche. o baka gayahin lang ng iba yung meaning ko, maging cliche pa. haha!but it's a wonderful feeling. kahit one-sided pa yun. sabi nga ni sir Galan, why do we love despite the fact that in the end, one would get hurt? it's because the feeling is good while it's still there. so ano, parang get the most out of it... while it still lasts.yun nga eh. making the most out of it. let's make the most out of it, okay?gusto kong magpunta sa Dumaguete. maganda raw dun. sabi sa 'Odd Girl Out' na book (find it in national bookstore--chicklit sha) there's always the moon in Dumaguete. Why do I love the moon? Is it because of its mystery? Its poetic potentials? Or is it just because I fantasize of the Moon Kingdom where a ceratin Princess Serenity exists? Where a queer kind of love is acceptable...The moon is ever changing, and so is love? it is ever changing, sometimes its invisible and yet you know it's there, just there waiting for the perfect timing to wax. ang tanong, lagi na lang bang new moon?hehe...anyway, sabog ako. last saturday, panic na panic na ko sa buhay ko. hindi lang sa nagkanda-leche leche ang trapik sa baha at ulan tapos hindi pa ko nakapunta sa acquaintance, hindi lang sa may potangenang nagsabi sa nanay ko na hindi raw ako pumasok nung umaga kahit pumasok naman ako, kundi dahil nakaka-panic na ang buhay ko. biruin mo, wala pakong thesis na papasa na sa 18 pero heto pa rin ako at inuubos ang buhay ko sa pagb-blog? sabi ko noon hindi ako makahanap ng oras para mag-blog. ngayon ang oras na dapat wala akong oras pero eto. cge, blog pa rin ng blog. tangena talaga ako. bakit ako ganito?kailangan kong mag-aral at grumadweyt. siguro naf-frustrate lang ako kasi kailangan ko ng pera. napakarami kong excuses sa buhay. kesyo i need a vacation and i need a lot of rest. puro rest na nga etong ginagawa ko pero pagod pa rin ako. kailangan ko sumali sa game knb? OI naman mga peeps! parang awa niyo na! samahan niyo akong sumali sa game knb? !!!i am sad. terribly sad of the future. it is so unclear, between you and me. because you refuse to pin down the words. because you refuse to promise, to stand in conviction. i am afraid of what your dreams contain and of the thousand possibilities that contain in it... those possibilities, it seems that you are very willing to try. why? the feeling is confusing and yet i content myself in the present, in the feeling that is so good, save the pains for later, i tell myself. the question is, 'do i need a boyfriend'? the turtle told me once that i need a good boyfriend because i hate men. i hate men for their lies and their stupidity. i hate men for their egos and their penises. i hate men and i feel like i don't need a man to "seemingly" throw me up to the heavens only to tell me later that all is one damn joke. anyway, men don't like me. so why should i like them?"Men laughing showing off their tonsils" --- them Ma'am Guevara said, "it's very obvious that you hate men", saying it as if she really knows for a fact that I hate men. haaayy.... i don't like men. Their penises are devalued by dildos. (not that i know how either feels. but still... was that Paris Hilton who said that she wasn't able to climax until she used a dildo?)bakit nga ba napunta ako sa dildos?
