i speak...
i'm an open type of person. i speak out my emotions
usually pero i can be very private at times. i love to
dance and to sing
and i love the company of my friends and my family.
i'm an overly talkative, compassionate dreamer, a
romantic at heart.
i'm a writer too.
words i'd love to live by/tara-inspired
i will create my day
i will create my reality, moment to moment
i will change my mind
i will open myself to the infinite realm of possibility
i will leave room for auspicious coincidence
i will not decide what is next
i will not decide what is real
i will not expect
i will have confidence
i will boycott self-doubt
i will have confidence to go beyond hesitation
i will not be afraid to be afraid
i will remember who I am
oh, yeah. i will also have fun...
i love...
GOD
my family
net-surfing
reading young adult books
music
movies and tv
finally i'm home. it's been a while since i've been home on a saturday morning. i'm currently doing homework and battling those annoying spyware/adware that infected my laptop. damn. i should have listened to donald and acted on those pop-ups sooner. my cd writer is defective too so my hard drive is really in big trouble if anything else goes wrong. i've downloaded a spybot 'curing' system but i still i have to see if that works.
i'm also having trouble uploading the sts presentation for my groupmates to do our written report on. and i've been uploading them since last night. damn yahoo again.
i went home with kel last night. i was bad to him i must admit, i was unreasonably irritable. must be the formal report i had to rush and pass by 5pm that was getting to my nerves. but we're okay now. he's so good to me. i slept on him 1/3 of the time on our way home and he never complained on a sore shoulder or anything. he's so sweet. okay, okay i know. michael na naman. :D
anways, i think i have to get to work. is anybody reading these rants anways? use the tagboard! i want to hear from you. :D ha. my grammar is suffering from extreme pressure.
the angel rocked @ 6:03 AM
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