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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
track #60: somebody save me
doomnation is at hand.
the prom's on the 18th
and i still don't know how to dance.
patay ako sa date ko.
...
help mehh
somebody...
anybody....
ailene!!!!!
you promised. (i think. yeah. hehe.)
Posted at 11:12 am by Decaffeinated
Saturday, February 05, 2005
"i don't know what to do
to ease your mind
i don't have the perfect words
to make it fine.
i'm not so qualified for sympathy.
still i am not without love..."
-smalltown poets,
if you let me
...
from my bed i will stare,
emptily,
at the stars who refused
to speak to you tonight.
forgive me.
you asked for me to smile for you.
but my lips would not follow
and my eyes would not brighten.
...
"the night is shattered
and blue stars quiver in the distance..."
-pablo neruda,
tonight i write...
Posted at 03:23 am by Decaffeinated
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
you have got to stop procrastinating.
fine. fine. maybe later.
you bum ass.
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so much for DSL eh?
*sigh*
FINE.
tomorrow's CAT "wacking".
(i'm really sorry, bianx, for misinforming you. they moved it in the last minute. but in any case, i couldn't have made it anyway, because of...well, that's for another post to tell.)
a while ago,
my mom and i went o robinsons imus.
she went grocery shopping.
i bought Bench Fix hair gell
and had my 1x1 pic taken for my PAL ID renewal.
got home and realized
that i have so little time too blog.
(i write slow...very slow. just so you know. write. not type. basta.)
so ayun.
next time na lang ah?
pinapagalitan na ako ng mom ko.
don't worry, Hannah. time will come na papayagan ka na ng parents mo na magcomute ng mag-isa...SA GABI. (--wala lang.)
juuureeeemmmm! kwento ka naman tungkol sa interview mo!
di ko napanood eh. :D
there goes my mom again.
i better go.
but before that.
Patty, i think i'll be asking for more slaps in the face tomorrow. (--i hope that didn't sound not-right...)
but you know what i mean. ;) (--i hope that smiley didn't look not-right, you know what i mean.)
Posted at 10:04 pm by Decaffeinated
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
i finally realized that i have to get my own SUN sim.
Pat's going to give me her's. Diba, Pat? Dibaaaaa???? :D haha.
sigh*...
it came yesterday afternoon, before my dad came home (thank God). inunahan ko na siya.
i even had to scoop up my coins to pay my share and change them into paper with Nana Letty.
there were so many calls...
ang rami ko kasing girls at sugar daddy sa manila eh. (nyahahahaha!!! A-student!!!! - mga spedlings lang makaka-get nyan. hehe. :D)
isa na dun sa mga sugar daddy ko, si jorem! (nyak! nyak! nyak! nyak! :D by the way, has the school called you yet?)
sayang. if it wasn't for those phone freakin' bills, i could have at least bought one of those drum books i wanted in Perfect Pitch.
i'd love to stay and post more stuff, but the mga-tagaimus school bus will be leaving soon.
yes, pat. puerto was fun. will try to blog about it.
until then, let's give Princess a warm welcome to the blogging world.
Rock on, Peej.
'hope you had a nice birthday. :D
Posted at 05:01 pm by Decaffeinated
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
track #56: procrastination
man... and i thought i'll have all the time i want to blog...
maybe i did.
tinamad at pinagod ko lang siguro ang sarili ko ng labis-labis.
not to mention the internet card dial-up defect, the pago-ders, and the sisters blockade at the PC.
ah basta before this year ends,
nasabi at na-ibalita ko na lahat.
mamaya na lang, martz.
pero wag naman next year.
Posted at 02:28 am by Decaffeinated
Saturday, December 18, 2004
track #55: R.E.M. #...(lost count)
it was around 5 o'clock at school. the walls were colored light creamy yellow. the road to the gate and the parking lot were smooth. about two cars and one SUV were parked, and a few kids were running around.
i then strapped two moleskines under my feet, and rollerbladed to my heart's content.
weeeeee......
Posted at 06:33 pm by Decaffeinated
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
track #54: lethargic inanity
i ate rice today without using spoon and fork, nor hands.
i was alone...
no one was there to scold me.
it felt nice.
Posted at 08:56 pm by Decaffeinated
Sunday, December 05, 2004
track #53: not again until i reach at least 5'11"
i miss having insomia.
i miss trying to sleep, and giving up trying. getting through the next day without the sense of tomorrow. feel dirty but not quite(if i don't take a bath, that is). not ever wanting to say "good morning", 'cause it only feels like morning, on the moment i wake up, from a day that felt quite left behind.
attemps of poetry
creation of poetry
polishing of poetry
sketching men from rain-stained windows
creeping out other people
getting creeped out
finishing a book
finishing procrastinated assignments
watching clouds brighten blue, two am half-through
text conversations
dawn conversations
yawn conversations
not ever wanting to say "good morning", 'cause it only feels like morning, after i wake up from a night's sleep.
saying "today" on 3pm, with a grungy smile, instead of "yesterday", despite the fact that it happened way back on 9pm.
catching colds & lack of concentrarion due to lack of sleep.
...
waking up 4:00, 4:30, or 5:00am and not getting back to sleep is not insomia. i do that almost everyday—done to me, rather.
song in my head: asleep [the smiths]
Posted at 05:15 am by Decaffeinated
Thursday, December 02, 2004
track #52: what's the weather like?
The man in the canopy bed woke up. The aroma of coffee, that the butler was bringing as he did every morning, led him out of his dreams. He stretched, looked at the curtains drawn tight and said:
"Giuseppe, what's the weather like today?"
The butler bowed with respect.
"May i remind you, sir, that it is up to you to decide what the weather should be like?"
"Ah, of course," said the man with the guesture of annoyance, "at times i forget all my administrative duties. Well then, I would say that today... we shall have a bright sunny day."
"I shall see to it that the press is informed at once, sir. Would you like me to draw the drapes open?"
"No, perhaps I shall sleep a little longer. And later... I shall play golf."
"Then do not forget your umbr..."
"What should i not forget, Giuseppe?"
"Your hat, sir. The sun is scorching," said the butler, and left after a second bow.
--What's the Weather Like?
by Stefano Benni
if i had a butler to remind me 6:00 this morning, i would have told him, "...we shall have a gray drizzly day." molly and i, missing those rainy sped moments at school, prayed for it last night.
that afternoon, ate ninna told me that jordan had VIP tickects to the NU Rock Awards. mom didn't allow us to go because of the storm. since i was already dressed up, i readied myself to go to robinsons imus and buy a book instead. but then i decided not to. it doesn't matter.
300..or maybe 400 are dead from a horrible lanslide in Quezon province...
i did not pray for this...
damn those illegal loggers. damn those corrupt officials involved. damn my selfishness.
Posted at 11:04 pm by Decaffeinated
Monday, November 29, 2004
track #51: burpday sillybrant
Happy 18th Birthday ATE Thea ! ! ! ! !
(hihihihi... "ATE" :P ...i know you're gonna kill me for this... :D )
Posted at 11:59 pm by Decaffeinated
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