the memory is still fresh, and so i can't be objective.
my senses are assaulted by it everywhere, nearly everytime these days. i hear about it, i get messages about it, and i can only feign lividness and joy, an i'm-happy-and-proud stock response, but in truth i just want to bury it and everything associated with it in my baul of uncherished memories, just want to friggin FORGET everything about it for now.
in this case, at this point, memories ruin my mood. anytime, anywhere.
and so sana, matapos na ang next two weeks na ito ng pagra-rant ng mga tao, ng magpapaalala ng nakaraang 9 weeks sa buhay ko, dahil taena, gusto ko nang maging Little Miss Sunshine for the rest of my life, at hindi ko magawa-gawa, hangga't.
yea, i'm emo. and memories stick like kulangots on dry wood, as far as i'm concerned. but a year or less and i'll forget everything.
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on a sunshiney note, i'm happy. for the rest, finally. and the chance to detox, physically and emotionally.
at. sana may bonus.
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three days ago i was planning on writing something ugh-inspiring. a spur-of-the-moment feeling na gusto ko sanang i-immortalize, which is, hello. buti na lang. because those things come and go faster than you could blog about them.
back to normal, back to sanity.
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on a happy, lucky day, this happens to you. you walk from 15th floor down to the "cafeteria" for lunch and you meet nearly half a dozen old friends and colleagues on one trip. that happened to me yesterday. passed by a headwriter friend, a writer friend, a director from the ole days, and a former classmate from the ole school. and nearly everyone had brought promising tidings to clueless old me. little girl who don't know which way is the candy store (and don't know if she wants candy, at all). i nod and open myself up, for these are strange interesting times, all avenues are for exploring for the dudette who has yet to figure out which way is meant for the likes of her. kaya pray na lang ako kay god, dahil sya ang mas makakaalam.
where the tide takes me. and this time i really mean it.
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halloween ho-hum.
sana lang me party, like in previous years, kaso nawipe out ko na ang budget ko for this week in the last three days that passed.
bad trip.
i hate spending halloween at home.
pero masaya pa rin, kasi i get to rest.
and curl up in bed reading ian rosales casocot.
a friend of mine knows this dude.
i wonder what he's like in person, if he's just my type of gay.
ha-ha-ha and ha!
2 comments:
his blog -
http://eatingthesun.blogspot.com
haha. sineryoso! hmm, ma-check out nga. hehe
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