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3:01 in the morning I can’t sleep. I can feel the pain in my back; don’t have any idea in my mind. Been three months since I plan to create new poetries or at least short anecdotes about how beautiful the afternoon rain was or how stunning the morning was… I started a lot of projects but I can’t finish anything. As if that I am about to fall into a black hole – the closer I get to the center of the hole the gravitational pull gets stronger then I will vanquish into nothingness.
Gone.
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Woke up this afternoon and found out that Turrow’s book had been torn into pieces. As if I am looking in the desolate scene of the movie Malena. Haven’t read the novel yet and it literally pissed me off. I don’t know how long the dog will be staying in the apartment. I had a bad day yesterday and what I’ll do, I’ll focus on what I am be doing. I know that I have to be perfect or else they might kick me out of the curve. I bought noodles for dinner and didn’t enjoy it. I felt like I wasted my money on something I don’t like. Oh well and yes the sudden change of schedule made my toes wreathed. I suppose to be going home tomorrow morning but since I have new schedule I will not be able to go. I miss my mother and father so much. I miss my baby brother as well. I wish that there is an MRT going straight to our province so that I will not going to rent a house here in Manila. Little by little I am learning how to discipline myself in terms of controlling my emotions… oh well .. Goodluck /hehe
My aching back feels like it is being throb by a thousand little men. I sense the need to cover myself with thick blanket and be with somebody’s sprite. I kind of miss the feeling of that which is really eerie because I thought I was numbed by the emotional sickness that I’d been experienced before. I want a new soul to fill up my glass with red wine and have a good long talk about life and catch the wind with our bare hands. Perhaps I will be able to … in another kind.
09.06.06
So many things.
It seems like I’d been in a very long ride on the way down south, the proverbial scent of the lynching makes my body quiver. There is this certain queerness that makes this ride so exciting. A lot of positive changes going and this growth that I am going through are so real.
I just bought new gizmos and currently finishing reading a novel and this so called confusion leads me into a life that bores me into a coma and yet I am enjoying it.
Still tracking down his whereabouts and still want to know how are things with this egoistical man.
I went home this last weekend; never realize that I miss my family so much that I don’t want to go to work yet. Baby sits my niece and my baby brother, damn! They grow up so quick and I feeling so old.
Slowly picking up.
From those unpleasantries
From those unworthiness
Craziness – haha!
My life – I love it.
Talking Skin 