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this year i will…

December 29, 2007 Leave a comment

1. keep my job for another year

2. do more random acts of kindness

3. learn how to draw (really draw)

4. learn how to piano

5. replenish my arabic

6. try out photography

7. try to save more

8. redecorate my space

9. fall in love with something

10. try harder


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December 28, 2007 Leave a comment

Im looking at this in a completely uneducated point of vista. Im now imagining myself as the milky way before it was the milky way. Im having too much combustion inside me, like any moment im gonna implode because of all the unused energy and useless brawn that’s masking itself as great ideas. Cant really explode though. Too much titanium-like barricade around me, enveloping every nook  of my being that makes it really impossible for any of my element to actually be in contact with the outside world. This is so overwhelming, I cannot think of any other superlative to describe it. Im a pop whore who’s too lazy to vent out.

It has always been a problem for me. Writing coherently. Which is freaking odd given that I write stupid press releases for a living. Structure sucks, man. Fucking streamlined guides and perforated ideas. The things I create have nothing in it. To it.

I have the attention span of a fucking 7 year old. I lack the concentration that I want. Most of the time I end up whining and not doing anything. I think im so fucking great, that im destined to be, that im gonna be the somebody revered by lesser beings.

Im not a bad person. Some people even think im so nice for my own good.

Worse, some people think im this naïve kid. Oh, you don’t have the slightest fucking idea. I make typos that I know im gona make, I make them anyway, I stop myself from correcting them, I cant. They give me an unbearable itch that’s making it impossible to concentrate  on anything. Then I realized in my own world, I love typos.

Im flying away, I just don’t know when.

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spilling the beans

* in the 8 facts, you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. at the end, you tag as much other bloggers to keep the fun going. each blogger must post these rules first.
* each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

* at the end of the post, a blogger needs to choose as much people to get tagged and list their names.

* don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

1. i am a very good liar. astoundingly good at that. although i try very hard to achieve a status of dormancy for it, i definitely use this ‘ability’ when necessary.

2. in as much as i have developed a voracious appetite for good books, they give a a feeling of massive dread. i have an actual fear that i will not ba able to read all of them within my lifetime, which explains why i sport a certain ‘face’ when i leave a bookstore.

3. i have outgrown several nasty or plain annoying habits from my childhood. some of them were: my penchant for rubbing my soles in dry and rough materials (mosquito nets give me the most pleasure); breathing through my mouth all the time; and picking my ear with any pointed objects. other nasty and annoying mannerisms are still well embedded within me at present.

4. as a child, i was called ‘bogs’ or ‘boga’ by my cousins, on account of my being a disorganised klutz.

5. included among my guilty pleasures are: watching doble karaoke portion on the defunct mtb (magandang tanghali bayan)- its a singing contest, a duet done by one person only; the cult movie series saw (starring serial killer jigsaw); the not-so-cult final destination; and the band aegis for the sheer novelty of it, not to mention the scratchy but hell raising voice.

6. i truly believed in my heart of hearts that someday i will meet piolo pascual, he’ll fall in love with me and then we’ll live together in his house in pasig. not anymore, though.

7. i not very fond of kids. the only children that i like are my sibs. i take perverse pleasure out of seeing little tots cry – without noise though – just little  sounds with lots of tears, not actually falling but just resting just around the eyes. i am totally capable to smacking a howling kid in the face.

8. i read blogs of people i dont know. sometimes,it gives me a clearer perspective of how stupid/smart some people really are.

this was hard, cos i dont think i have a lot of non-lewd things that are more interesting to share. haha.

i tag whoever. dont care.

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