Saturday, October 13, 2007

so this is what they mean when they say "BE CAREFUL!"

hmm.. i've got a bruise on the bridge of my nose. paano ba naman kasi, feeling swimmer. gusto raw mag-laps. kailangan talaga may kasamang dive. eh kamusta naman sa magandang pasok sa tubig pero pagpasok naman eh... bang! sinalubong ng ilong at labi ko ang tiles sa ilalim ng pool. miss na siguro ako ng pool. gud lack naman sa half-bloody (meron ba nun? haha) na ilong. well hindi naman sobra. medyo lang dumugo. haha. first time kong magkaroon ng literal na nosebleed. haha.



paggising ko kanina natawa ako sa hitsura ko. parang akong binugbog. haha. may bruise sa ilong at namamaga ang upper lip. aba, feeling boxer! waah. connect? wala lang.



paggising ko rin kaninang umaga, feeling ko napaka-wala lang ng kabuuhan ng buhay ko. parang, ayun, wala lang. naiintindihan ko ba ang sinasabi ko? ewan. basta ang alam ko, pakiramdam ko nakalutang ako sa tubig ngayon.

Monday, October 08, 2007

dahil nakakainis ang multiply....

i tried to blog there twice... TWICE! and what do i get? nothing. absolutely nothing. not even a dot. crap!

now im more angsty than ever! swear! grrrrrr....

im not feeling like myself today.

for the first time in a really long time, im feeling helpless. helpless and hopeless. and its getting the best of me.

i dont want to succumb to this feeling of nothingness, but it seems too imminent that its impenetrable.

right now, i'm not sure if there'll be better days.

what i hate most about this is that this is exactly what i wanted to run away from. seems like its following me anywhere i go and i dont know what - or who - to confront and how to confront it.

salamat sa pag-reply ha. that's one thing i really hate. me pouring my heart out and you not caring one bit.

i hate it when people ask you if you're okay and when you say what you really feel, that you're not okay, all they'll say is.. "ah. OKAY LANG YAN". HELLO!?! hindi nga okay diba?!? crap.

if you never intended to listen, then why did you ask? pucha. sa susunod, huwag ka nang magtanong.

darkness

there is no single point of trauma that I can think of to explain how or why i react the way that i do. we were never poor, i was never mole...