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
of pajama writers and fictional babies
Monday, April 4, 2005
it's been a really long while. i have been online lots of times since holy week but i as always i've been too lazy to even update this blog. it's not that i'm not doing anything. actually, i've been doing and wanting to be doing alot this past few days. final exams. whenever you call's chapter 10 (my famous fanfic wehehehe). chemsoc's website. yfc meetings. bumming around. swimming. rejecting highschool reunions. finding better ways of communicating with kel. eating a lot. net-surfing the whole day/night. sleeping late (like what i'm doing right now). worrying over my period. laughing at people who get fooled over our baby katriel. so many things. and then tomorrow is another thing.
i'm going to school later (it's 2:30am already, so it's monday already) with kel and i'm glad we're doing this with our parents' permissions, finally. first we're going to recto to buy some cat bones that might save my as* for graduation. that's another reason i'm going to school later. to make sure i'm graduating this 23rd of april. i'm really not confident with my grades to be honest. i have to make sure. i need lots of praying.
today's yakel's 7th monthsary. kel and i will be celebrating later too. but on a really tight budget. hay. i really am in love. :)
tuesday is chemsoc's yearender activity too, so i won't be back here in batangas probably til wednesday. i'm thankful for the incoming seniors and execom for having the initiative of finding a place and fixing the other stuff needed for the yearender. i'm going to school also because i need to get things done myself for that affair.
notice the nice entry title? well, i got the idea from reading a peyups article i chanced upon while i was still in UP. i wanted to write about it sooner but as always, sloth got the best of me. the article was about what most blogs are made of. the author was angst-ridden and was bashing on pajama writers who as he/she said, had blogs filled with (i'll try my best to reiterate...) sad poetic attempts, friendster and lyrics reposts, and mindless recounts of what had happened on the blog owner's day, etc. i figured a lot of people might have gotten mad at the author mainly because most of us are pajama writers and are guilty of his accusations. i, too had turned into a violent-reacting being for while there when i read that article but i thought that it really made sense though. he just wanted to read more blogs with substance. i, on the other hand, vow to continue on being a pajama writer because honestly, that's all i'm not lazy enough to do. but learning something from that eye-opener, i think i'd talk about more sensible things every now and then though. just like what i'm doing right now.
anyways, i was planning of making this entry really long but i doubt i can. i getting whoozy myself. plus i don't want to get caught sleeping late again. i'm goona leave you though with a picture of yakel's ficitional baby katriel. she's cute isn't she? makes me wonder who she's going to look like; me or kel? what do you think? :)
okay, til here for now. i promise i won't stop updating. hopefully i'll graduate and then i'll have nothing else to do until i get a job. or a life. i hope i get both though. bien? bien!
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