talking of Michaelangelo.
Friday, October 12, 2007
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some remarks // 11:00 pm
Why should my life be any less significant than anyone else's? So what if I'm powerless? Change myself. Change who will care for my care. Do your part. That's enough.
Being poignant has become an issue for me. I just simply can't, I don't know why.
I find that I'm quite enjoying my ENGL226 class. Of course not the work for it. But definitely the lectures. Prof. Mueller truly is engaging. Shakespeare is fascinating. It's his work of characterization that I still can't wrap around my mind. Every little thing said. Every little thing counts. His creation of monsters intrigue me. Demonic figures. Villainous protagonists. Motivation, ambition. I love it. I love chivalric romance too. ENGL211. I
love it. I love studying it, learning it, absorbing the knowledge. I am a sponge. It's all so interesting.
But I hate doing.
Maybe I am becoming a monster inside. It's begging to be released.
But I won't. I can't.
something's getting in the way
something's just about to break
i will try to find my place
I'm going to rest. I'm going to recuperate.
I will live.
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// 10:46 am
If you can do it, then I can too.
You make it look easy, but I
can do it too.
What have I become?
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
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// 7:47 am
sleeplessness is not swell at all.
sleeplessness over you is not worth it at all.
sleeplessness over the wrong person is stupid.
sleeplessness when there are a billion things to accomplish
the next day - is not swell at all.
sleeplessness. go away.
don't come back. I don't like you.
No one likes you.
sleeplessness is not swell at all.
Monday, October 08, 2007
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// 12:59 pm
Last night, I dreamed of you, as I have for many nights now.
I hope you're not disgusted by my unconscious.
Sometimes, I wish I could control it too.
Michael writes beautifully.
Sunday, October 07, 2007
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a post dedicated to the dead // 4:13 am
I think in way, everyone is affected differently
by the word death.
I'm so confused. I don't know how to react.
I had a chance to know him. I am 1/8 blood related to him.
There's no face to his name, as Jackie said.
Yet, I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about it.
I feel sad for my mother, who was 1/2 blood related.
She's unhappy and by association
I am unhappy on behalf of her.
Yet... how do I feel myself?
How come I have become desensitized
...to this word,
death.
I'm not cold-blooded. I'm scared of myself.
Please, rest in peace... my uncle that I never knew.
I'm sure your walk on earth
will be missed by anyone who had a part in it.
You are missed even by someone who never knew you. Goodbye.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
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...so small // 12:30 pm
It's so easy to get lost inside
A problem that seems so big at the time
It's like a river that's so wide it swallows you whole
While you're sitting around thinking about what you can't change
And worrying about all the wrong things
Time's flying by, moving so fast
You better make it count cause you can't get it back
Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing
Is just a grain of sand
And what you've been out there searching for forever
Is in your hands...
Oh, and when you figure out love is all that matters after all
It sure makes everything else seem...
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
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...so you had a bad day // 6:56 am
understated unmotivated unsatisfied unrest unstable unintentional unsuccessful unrefined unhappy unconditional unfaithful understandable und
efined unfavourable unrelated unbreakable unreliable unconsciousinept
incorrigible indecision inevitable ingenuous inaccurate
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
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i just want you to know // 2:09 am
...that I won't forgive you if you hurt me or my friends or tear away the relationships that I built up with hours and days and months of my time. I won't let you rip from me the things I treasure, the people I love.
I won't let you do that. I won't let you hurt them. If you do, you will regret it. You will. That is my vow. No, I cannot physically hurt you. I probably will not verbally abuse you. But I will make you regret it.
So don't you
dare step into people's lives thinking they will love you for it. Don't you
dare think for one second that you have any friends who treasure you the way I treasure my friends.
If you continue this, I will
never forgive you.
I will not let you make my friends hurt. I will
not.
Never in a million years would you read this post, but I wish to make it very clear to the public that if you (no, if ANYBODY) ever comes near me or my friends and attack us emotionally or physically, I will personally see to it that you suffer the consequences.
Don't you
dare think for one second that your falseness and your idiocy and you fake facades will get you anywhere in life. Because you know what? In the end, you will be left alone.
And you will be forsaken and betrayed, just as you have betrayed the many who have trusted you.
Watch your words.