16.3.11

O____O

i am so... something. i should be preparing for the shoot tomorrow. but i have lost all motivation i have left in my system. tomorrow's going to be a disaster. boo.

Exhausted

Art should not be exhaustive but it is.

25.2.11

I didn't come in to work last night and decided to pass my resignation letter tonight. It isn't a long story but I prefer no to tell it here. Or not right now at least. I am currently on a shoot but even this doesn't seem to cheer me up. I'm in desperate need of a new job. Dark times.

21.2.11

Tonight, I just want my peace.

So nigga please.

Mondal Feels Like A Sunday

What could be better?

Woke with a UP Fair hangover after 14 hours of sleep. And now, it's me and my Bumblebee (my PC). This playlist. I'm back to my books. To social networking (LOL). I feel good even with no money. I LOVE TODAY.

14.2.11

Bumblebee

I can't believe I'm going through life without Bumblebee. It has been SO hard without a proper PC.

I think Imma reread The Godfather by Mario Puzo for there are times when I forget. I must not.

C just came in. Tralalala. Happy Valentine's. :|
It's that time of the year when the campus smells like freshly cut grass and you're suddenly nostalgic of a place you're not even sure you've ever been to. Love is in the FAIR. :)
Ifeelsoemptythatitrywhaticantobusymyselfandhelpevenwheniamnotneeded

2.2.11

Shift+Del

I deleted some posts. My words can be the end of me if I'm not careful. I'm done being young and stupid.

I've been really lazy lately. It probably has to do with my diet. I eat carbs and grease for my basic 3 meals. or 4. or 6. I am so unhealthy I can feel it in my bone marrow.

24.1.11

Parang kailan lang.

Di na naman ako umiinom at nagyoyosi. NAKAKAPAGOD.

11.1.11

Dear Diary

I am dazzled and confused.
And I am into drinking again.
And smoking.

AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (love it) I think

8.1.11

So. I think.

I still love C. There are just too many things, too many, on my head right now. Wondering if it's still worth it. Or if I'm just wasting another 2 years of my life with something I am no longer sure of. Never want that to happen again.

WHAT SHALL I DOOOOOOO?

So. Because of Tita D.

I am now on a blogging marathon.

Ang now I am not.

UGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH labo.

A New Post

Because I feel like I should. Feels different though. Can't talk about my life or my day. Just the general hullabaloos that come and go. Wondering, is this how Flash feels? At least it's better than being Clark Kent. Speedballing everyday. My blogs are bombs ready to explode on my face at any time. Anybody I know could just stumble upon one of them and I'm dead.

Just two years ago, my then boyfriend learned about my secret love affairs also through my "secret" blog. How careless. And maybe I do like it that way. The feeling that eventually people are gonna find out what I really feel. Saves me the hassle of explaining everything. Yeah? Yeah.

2.1.11

unable to write

is this the life then?

2010's finally over

and done with.
My new year's resolution: live fasteeeeeeeeeeeer!

22.12.10

I'm the type who consumes

I'm the type who consumes
until the feeling that I am complete again
Loves
until the day that I am loved by another
Pleads
until the moment that I rise
and face what must be
Waits
until the time that I can no longer.

3.11.10

Office Girl

I thought I didn't have a life when I was living it without a job. Now, that I've got my self a job I am totally socially awkward and unable to finish anything other than office work.

I hereby declare cyberly that from here on out I officially am without a life.

1.11.10

How do you end a relationship with someone you love?

Fuck.

Quarter-Life Crisis

Tomorrow I start work. Full-time. I am trying to be excited about it but as everyone knows, pretending to be enthusiastic about something isn't my specialty.

Too much bad vibes in my system right now. I am currently hating C and his kupal ways. I still have a lot of shit-slash-work to finish and I'm already starting work tomorrow, it's stressing me out! I need a bottle or two or a smoke. Sucks to be home. :(