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WELCOME TO MY LITTLE WORLD!
It's all about my idea.
Words allow you to articulate your imaginations.
Writing is a resort for internal adequacy.
Ideas are relative and opinions do matter.
Going beyond border is a dream I wish to come true.
Let my heart pen its memories and experiences.
Let the unedited blogs be the yardstick for freewill!
Let the words expose the beauty of my travails in life.
Let my entries reveal my dynamic dreams and aspirations.
Let the characters portray the roles amidst despair.
Let every homo sapiens sapiens feel the importance of blogging as the medium for exercising freedom of expression.
It's all about ME!
I have been accused several times for being so pretentious in almost evrything I do.I have a handful of nicknames and tons of friends.
I am a frustrated writer.
I bleed green but I am not related to Shrek.
I love cakes and chocolates although its calorific.
I love hanging out with friends.
It's my way on how to make myself busy.
I have weird preferences...
People watching is my hobby cause it develops my skill in observation.
Love is never my priority. cause it makes me sick.
I celebrate the gift of Single-blessedness.
but your always welcome to change that.
I don't need your attitude, I have my own.
I do very bad things, and I do them very well.
I am who I am, your opinion isn't needed.
I am not saying I am perfect.
In fact, I'm far from it;
I'm just saying I'm worth it
I am TOTALLY me!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
7/08/2009 01:07:00 AM
MY PERSONAL EXCUSE
I thought that I am over with the idea of writing...
My daily encounter, drama and rants. I missed writing all these things. I really thought it was over. Most especially since I am encapsulated with the beauty and excitement of a newly employed, I initially set the blocks in publishing my daily journal entries. Although I really don't keep one and I never did but I'm guilty of previous attempts. I should admit that I was just so engrossed with blogging last year because it was part of the trend (or am I just so late with the calling?). I definitely neglect the value of online journal storing to the extent of questioning the passion and determination of people who are able to maintain their blog sites. And of all the reasons, blogging as part of the system counts most...
Now, I'm back in the industry I hope I could find and trigger that driving force to compel me to publish my daily travails in life...
My daily encounter, drama and rants. I missed writing all these things. I really thought it was over. Most especially since I am encapsulated with the beauty and excitement of a newly employed, I initially set the blocks in publishing my daily journal entries. Although I really don't keep one and I never did but I'm guilty of previous attempts. I should admit that I was just so engrossed with blogging last year because it was part of the trend (or am I just so late with the calling?). I definitely neglect the value of online journal storing to the extent of questioning the passion and determination of people who are able to maintain their blog sites. And of all the reasons, blogging as part of the system counts most...
Now, I'm back in the industry I hope I could find and trigger that driving force to compel me to publish my daily travails in life...
Monday, July 6, 2009
7/06/2009 02:43:00 AM
Pissed Off
I deliberately got up even if I am nauseous and sick. Got no choice I said to myself. I was in dilemma of taking a bath or not considering that my headache is killing me it's as if I got wasted last night and the hang-over is taking every inch of its revenge. A daily routine of fifteen minutes inside the bathroom for my practice of preserving my health has fulfilled after I reminded myself that again the choice is not mine to make. I should attend the seminar workshop, period and no alibis allowed.
I could not contact my big brother and it's freaking me out and bad news my tita is busy. The options are trimmed to one. No one will fetch me and it only means one thing that is to commute.
Pretension is the name of the game. A false conditioning that in some way maintains the balance of my physique. I want to start my day with a smile even how "plastic" it may seem at least the intention is not there. Another thought suddenly appeared reminding me that the peculiarity of my disposition is not a question anymore. Oh yes! What's new? I have always been like this.
As Frank Sinatra's My Way tells us that the end is near, I honestly felt the same way when I reached my destination-school which by the way is situated at the hill top. So just imagine the struggle of getting a public vehicle to bring you to the place and the other struggle of paying the taxi-like fare rate of tricycles in the city. But it did not end there, I thought that the challenges I faced earlier will be well compensated. It turned out to be another bad news. The session is canceled because the speaker is stranded in Davao. Great! I exclaimed.
I could not contact my big brother and it's freaking me out and bad news my tita is busy. The options are trimmed to one. No one will fetch me and it only means one thing that is to commute.
Pretension is the name of the game. A false conditioning that in some way maintains the balance of my physique. I want to start my day with a smile even how "plastic" it may seem at least the intention is not there. Another thought suddenly appeared reminding me that the peculiarity of my disposition is not a question anymore. Oh yes! What's new? I have always been like this.
As Frank Sinatra's My Way tells us that the end is near, I honestly felt the same way when I reached my destination-school which by the way is situated at the hill top. So just imagine the struggle of getting a public vehicle to bring you to the place and the other struggle of paying the taxi-like fare rate of tricycles in the city. But it did not end there, I thought that the challenges I faced earlier will be well compensated. It turned out to be another bad news. The session is canceled because the speaker is stranded in Davao. Great! I exclaimed.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
9/23/2008 06:06:00 AM
Sunday, September 21, 2008
9/21/2008 06:12:00 AM
I WONDER
I wonder how you maintain the innocent face amidst the polluted minds of the people.
I wonder how you focus your deeds to all the possible goodness of the world.
I wonder how good-natured your character is yet at times I feel it's hypocrisy.
I wonder how you're angelic and heroic actions compensate everything.
I wonder why you can sustain such personality when everyone else turns blue.
I wonder why you're good, sweet, caring and a hero to the needy.
I wonder why I don't possess the values you inherently own.
I wonder why I can't be like you.
I wonder how you focus your deeds to all the possible goodness of the world.
I wonder how good-natured your character is yet at times I feel it's hypocrisy.
I wonder how you're angelic and heroic actions compensate everything.
I wonder why you can sustain such personality when everyone else turns blue.
I wonder why you're good, sweet, caring and a hero to the needy.
I wonder why I don't possess the values you inherently own.
I wonder why I can't be like you.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
9/17/2008 08:51:00 AM
Tell me the price and I'll pay you.
Concealed name...
Tell me the price and I'll pay you.
Blank stare...
Tell me the price and I'll pay you.
Silent remark...
Tell me the price and I'll pay you.
Hidden agenda...
Tell me the price and I'll pay you.
Is it for sale?
Tell me the price and I'll pay you.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
9/09/2008 06:27:00 AM
TAKE A BOW
And the award for the best lie goes to you!
For making me believe
That you could be faithful to me.
Let's hear your speech.
I don't know for what reason, but I have been listening to this song for a week now.
I guess it's a matter of loving the idea of infidelity and the art of acting.
When at the same time your efforts of hiding everything suddenly flaunt at the open.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
9/06/2008 06:31:00 AM
MASKS of EXPRESSION
Random commentaries:
- The facade of elegance and sophistication!
- A masquerade of love and rage.
- Combination of intelligence and talent.
- The guise of elite orientation.
These are Janini's masks...
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To all those who believe in me.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH!