Complications

"i don't wanna wait for our lives to be over.." hmm... i asked for three days to think and hybernate. so, i'm on my second day but I still haven't decided what to do. i'm just NUMB to it all. and i just want another smoke. take note hindi ako smoker, that's how depressed I am right now. = ( I honestly don't want ro decide on anything right now. gusto ko lang routine lahat sana muna.. and sana he just won't come back after those three days para minsanang bagsak nung sakit. mas madali ang recovery ko nun. I had only loved twice life so far. That was before him. Now, he is my third. Hindi kasi ako kaagad naiinlove sa isang tao. Ngayon lang nanaman ako tinamaan since 07. ewan ko... i'm not in the mood to write. till next time. bye

Hybernation

i love him. of course he doesn't love me back. classic! i am not really in the mood to write a "normal" blog and really you wouldn't understand some or most parts of this paper. This is my random brain at work. Simply put, i am hurt. This is my outlet. I remember inang mumbling about low class mortals. haha! you got that right. We are officially a magnet don't you agree? Worse, of the opposite gravity. Nice! Science and technology could never explain this. Nor do we really give a damn if they do. Most probably by then, we're smoking cigs and feeling better. Ah life! How we love roller coasters! The funniest and most insane thing there is it's FREE! haha. Before I mumble further, i love you my friends. You're the most predictable weather there is. Of this part,I am utterly blessed. Remember, i love you all for that. So, yes i love him! i am fucking inlove. And i do not know what to do. I haven't felt this thing since 2007. Those darn butterflies are back. How do i keep them off? when i feel the waves of his heart are not parallel to mine. = (
Hindi ko ito kayang daanin sa tatlong araw tulad ng dati. And honestly I do not know how to continue writing this.. help me?

Isang Munting Handog

umapak ako ng kolehiyo.punong puno ng pangarap at idelohiyo.
gusto ko maging nars,inhinyero o di kaya guro.
oo, magiging guro ako!
tulad ni emil na idolo ko.

leksyon ng katinuan,kagaguhan at kalokohan siyang naitanim sa utak kong musmos.
ganuon pa man, ako'y bumuo ng pangarap
hindi lamang ako ay magiging guro,
ako ay magiging abogado.

eto ang mga natutunan ko sa idolo ko,
hanapin mo kung sino ka sa mundong ito.
kung nasaan ang tinatawag mong iyo.
nang walang inaapakang mga tao.
at kahit baluktot ang iyong isip at gawa, ang resulta ay maganda.
higit sa lahat,
sa ginawa mo ay nahanap mo ang tunay na ligaya.

ngunit, netong nakaraang mga araw.
nakita ko ang mga nakita ng idolo ko.
mga katotohanang pilit niyang ikinwento nung kami pa ay kolehiyo
gamit ang mga salitang balot ng matatamis na euphemismo.

naunawaan ko,
nais niyang kami ay magising sa katotohanan ngunit kulang ang aming kaalaman nuon para siya ay maintindihan.

ngayon, nakita ko na nga at naintindihan ang kanyang ibig ipahiwatig.

malinaw na malinaw.

at dahil dito,ako ay malungkot dahil tama si emil.

ganun pala yun.

ang mapait na katotohanan.

salamat idolo ko dahil hinde lamang fundamentals ng political science ang natutunan ko kundi kung papaano lumaban sa karera ng buhay mo at pano bumangon kahit nalaman mo na nga ang masakit na katotohan.

kampay!

Produkto Ni Rizal

1.Kung bagay si Ma'am ano siya?
eh di bagay,alangan namang tao,bagay nga eh..korny!!!
2.Bakit ikaw ang naging instructor namin sa Rizal? txtbak asap,hehe! ; D
dami ko tuloy natutunang kalokohan ,hehe! ; D

Attendance Check :
Present: Always
Punctual: Sometimes,30 seconds before the time
Late: Sometimes,5-10 minutes after the time,may dala pang kape,hehe! : D
Source: Pablo, hehe ; D

Boring yung subject pero natututo ka sa nagtuturo..
seryoso yung topic,,ahm seryoso din si ma'am..pag alam niyang walang nagbasa
unexpected quiz agad pag ganun...
Next Generation:
Rizal vs. Bob Ong
-a pen is mightier than the sword -aanhin mo ang panulat kung di ka naman manunulat
-sa ating kabata -bakit baliktad magbasa ang pinoy?

Moments:
First met: First meeting ng 2nd semester, Monday yun, 8.30-9.30
1st imprexon: kala ko masungit
kala ko istrikto
kala ko walang pakisama
kala ko negative thinker
kala ko kapitbahay ko
kala ko taga samin
kala ko….. kala ko lang pala,hehe! ;D
Prelim:
Poem writing: astig ng poem ko ma’am,ewan ko lang kung nabasa mo!
Midterm:
Role Play:
Babae si Jay
Babae din si Aaron
Multi-character si Jomel
Aaron & Jerick’s pics : ginawang wallpaper
Moral Lesson: hindi bakla si Rizal…grupo ko kasi may gawa,hahaha!

Finals:
Poem Writing: “ang di marunong magmahal sa sariling wika,loveless,hehe!
Picture Taking: 12 shots lang daw,haha! Quiz pa nga pala…
Finals: kopyahan to the max!
Last Meeting: Finals Examination
Drama Section:
Salamat ng marami, ma’am. Kung wala ka, wala sanang nagsabi na emo pala si Rizal
Dami kong natutunan. Natuto akong makinig..un lang..hehe
Rizal 2? Hehe.. bakit nga pala walang Rizal 2?
Thank you and more birthdays to come, hehe! ; D

-MARK

Naglalabas lang ng sama ng loob

I learned of a very important lesson last week. Never to mess up with my hair if I'm having the worst day ever. I regretted having my hair cut!! It looks awful. : ( Kung pwede lang pumatay ng parlorista!! Ever since, buhok ko na lage ang shock absorber ko sa mga bad trips ko. Pero this is the worst!! Kaya I learned never to mess up with my hair ever again. Do you want a description? Ganito yun. I asked him to cut my hair in a nice bob style fashion with side bangs. Simple lang diba? Ewan ko kung excited ata yung bakla to go out with his date o imbyerna siya kasi wala siyang date kaya hindi niya naintindihan ang request ko. He made it into ala Vicky Beckham look. Kahit uso yung style na yun last year(?) hindi bagay saken. I don't go with the trend if it doesn't fit me. Anyway, I asked him if he could redo it. Redo it he did talaga!! straight cut kaso hindi pantay ang pagkagawa. The left part is longer than the right side. My bangs are so short! Nagmistulang baby hair. Ngrr. Please don't imagine it nalang. Hindi naman ako maldita when it comes to my parlorista kasi for sure I'll be caught dead with a very ugly hair! But why?!! huhuhu. You may find it so trivial for me to act like this but try fitting into my shoes and you'll know. Sige, hybernate muna ako.

I'm tired of flirting.
Tired of being taken for granted.
Of being rejected and of not looked at for the second time.
Tired of waiting for Mr. Right to come when at the back of my mind I had already lost the enthusiasm to wait for his coming.
I'm tired of too many Trials and Errors, of Comes and Gones.
This you gotta hear, I'm tired of saying I loathe commitment when the truth is it is just a defense when I feel that the guy will end up hurting me anyway.
Love is a risk. Cliche.
Yet, I haven't risked anything.
Always on the safe side.
I cannot say though that I'm tired of playing it safe because it's the only weapon i have,
will I simply give it up?
But yes, I am tired of being single. It really gets to you especially when you have to exhaustively come up with excuses as to why you are.
I'm just simply tired of having to settle for the short end of the stick.

Thank You

Thank you to JENNY,ELAINE,GIAN CARLA , MARGARITA and The English Club for your beautiful letters. I'm touched! ;D