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Sunday, March 02, 2008

If only I know what the problem is. I really don't know what to do now. I really don't. Right now, I'm starting to be lazy about things. Or maybe I just want a break. Shit. I always had time to have a break but I'm not using it. And now I'm asking for a break. Great. How ironic my life is. How ironic really life is. Damnit.

I hate seeing my mom sad. I don't know if she is. It just breaks my heart. I know she's not happy right now. But why? I don't know. I want to know.

I want to know what the problem is.

I have a heavy heart right now and I have so much to do. I want to cry. :(

I want to chill. Relax. But I know I can't.

Or am I just stressing so much over this?

Why is life becoming more and more complex as time goes by? Why is life putting in so much problems when I thought that everything is already fine now?

Then again, maybe that's how life is. :(

*sigh*

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Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Change is inevitable.

Bakit ba napaka-drama ko? Ayoko ng ganito. Hindi ako emo. Hindi naman kasi talaga. Ngunit nagkaroon ako ng label na emo noong high school. Hindi ko alam bakit eh. Emo daw ako. Pero tinatanggi kong emo ako. Kasi hindi naman talaga ako emo. Yun ang alam ko. Ano ba ang naging basehan nila? Hindi naman ako nakikinig talaga ng emo music. Alam kong hindi emo yung pinapakinggan ko, pero sabi nila emo daw. Ano kaya yun? O baka madalas nila akong napupuna na nakikinig ng musikang hindi nila alam, tipong mala-rock genre. Madalas wala sa mainstream. Nasa ikatlong taon ako ng high school nun, hindi pa nila talaga kilala ang My Chemical Romance, The Used, at kung ano pa mang banda na hindi naglaon ay sumikat na rin at naging mainstream. Marami na ring nagkagusto sa musikang pinapakinggan ko noon. Siguro nasabi rin nilang emo ako dahil madalas akong mag-rock on sign pag nagppicture taking ang seksyon namin, may kasama pang one-sided bangs. So, emo na yun? Hindi. Para sa akin, hindi. Pero para sa kanila, oo. Pero hindi talaga emo yun eh. Sa tingin nyo? Hay nako. Basta alam ko hindi talaga.

At naaalala ko, sobrang ayoko ng hiphop at rap nun. Sinusumpa ko 'yung genre na 'yun noon. Kasi naman, ang pinag-uusapan lang nila dun, pera, babae, kasikatan nila, yaman nila, pera, pera, babae, babae. Sa tingin ko, walang kwenta ang pinagsasabi nila 'dun kaya sobrang ayoko siya. Maliban na lang sa iba gaya nila Usher, Alicia Keys, Black Eyed Peas at Pussycat Dolls. Marahil nakapagtataka na ayoko ng hiphop noon kasi sumasayaw ako. Ano pa bang sasayawin ko noon kundi hiphop? Nagbe-break dance rin ako nun. Ironic nga e.

Hanggang ngayon, ganun pa rin ako. Ayoko pa rin masyado ng hiphop, lalo naman ang rap. Pero mas napalawak naman ang pakikinig ko sa hiphop. Unti-unti na 'ring nanunumbalik ang pagkagusto ko sa kanya. Napagtanto ko kasi na hindi naman pala lahat ng hiphop na kanta, walang kwenta. Nagugustuhan ko rin sya dahil sa beat niya. Yun tipong napapasayaw ka. Hehe. May mga iilan lang talaga na hindi ko trip. Ganun naman talaga dba? Kanya-kanyang trip.

Hanggang ngayon, mahal ko pa rin ang pagsasayaw. Namimiss ko na nga sumayaw kasama 'yung mga kasama ko noon. Namimiss kong mag-practice at ma-frustrate sa pagsasayaw. Alam ko kasi na hindi ako magaling, pero napagtanto ko rin na, siguro nakikita nila na mayroon akong talento dun kaya pinipilit nila ako na laging sumali sa kanila. Gusto ko makita ang sarili kong sumayaw ulit, baka sakali nag-improve ako. Namimiss ko rin ang sumasakit ang ulo ko dahil sa paghe-head stand at ang sumasakit ang buong katawan dahil sa hindi magawang freeze at patuloy na nahuhulog. Buti hindi ako nabalian ng buto. Masaya naman kasi matutong mag-break dance. Wala sa mukha kong nagbe-break dance ako noh? Hehe. Hindi naman ako magaling. Kaya ko lang ang head stand, baby freeze, six-step at toprock. Kumbaga, yung mga basics. Pero sobrang hanga ako sa mga totoong breakdancers. Kung makikita mo sila, akala mo ang dali-dali pero pag ikaw na ang gumagawa, sobrang hirap pala. Tapos habang pinapanood mo sila, akala mo parang wala na silang buto sa katawan.

Maraming nagbago, marami ring nanatiling ganun pa rin. Hindi naman ako nagbago talaga e. May mga ilan lang na bagay sa 'kin na nagbago pero para sa ikabubuti. May mga ilang bagay na naging malabo para sa'kin at hanggang ngayon, hinahanap ko pa rin yung bagay para makapagpalinaw dun.
Kagaya na lang ng ibang parte ng sarili ko, may mga bagay na sadyang hindi ko maintindihan. Nasa stage lang siguro ako ng pagbabago, ng patuloy na pagkilala sa sarili ko. May ilang bagay pa rin sa sarili ko na nawawala, hanggang ngayon, patuloy ko pa ring hinahanap iyon at pinupulot. Unti-unti na ring nabubuo at may mga panibagong parte na nabubuo sa puzzle ng buhay ko. Mga parte na mas maliwanag, mas maganda, mas nakabubuti.

Dati kasi, madilim ang mundo ko. Ikinulong ko ang sarili ko sa pader na ginawa ko. Hindi ko hinayaang may makagambala sa mga pader na iyon. Hindi ko hinayaang may makapasok sa mundo ko. Isang mundong mas malalim pa sa pinakamalalim na katawan ng dagat sa buong mundo. Hindi, sobra naman yata 'yun. Hehe. Ang sinasabi ko lang, isang mundo yun na hindi nakikita ng mga tao. Kumbaga, isang parte ng sarili ko na sarili ko lang ang nakakakita. Isang madilim, malalim at malungkot na mundo. Pero noon yun. Maliwanag na siya ngayon, may kaunting parte pa ring madilim, pero mas nangingibabaw ang kaliwanagan. Masaya na rin, pero may kaunti pa ring kalungkutan. Hindi naman nawawala yun e. Hindi lang nagbago ang kalaliman ng mundo ko. Siguro may parte lang na mababaw, may parte na mas lumalim, meron naman ding ganun pa rin. Parang dagat. Kaunti pa lang ang mga taong hinayaan kong makapasok sa mundo kong iyon. Ultimo nanay at tatay ko, hindi pa sila masyadong nakakapasok dun e. Nasa mababaw lang silang parte ng dagat. Pero balang araw, pag handa na ako, kaya ko na ipakita yung mundong akong ako.

Kayo, medyo nakikita nyo yung mundo kong iyon. Sa totoo lang, nakikita nyo talaga eh.

Hindi ko pa rin masyadong masagot kung sino o ano ako sa ngayon. Balang araw, malalaman ko ng buo. Matagal pa 'yun. Pag nalaman ko na anong dahilan ko sa mundong ito, nagampanan ko na ang dapat kong gampanan, nagawa ko na ang dapat kong gawin, nakapagbago ako ng buhay ng isang tao at kung ano pa man nag meron sa buhay, malalaman ko na nun. Siguro. Matanda na 'ko nun. Pwede na 'ko mamatay pag nangyari yun. Patuloy tayong nabubuhay dahil may mga bagay tayong kailangang tapusin at gawin. Kaya pag nangyari nga 'yung mga bagay na iyon sa 'kin, pwede na akong mamatay. At masaya akong mamamatay dahil nabuhay ako sa mundo nang may kahulugan.

Pero matagal pa 'yun. Mahaba pang daan ang lalakbayin ko. Masaya akong nabubuhay ako.

Hahanapin ko pa rin talaga anong meron at bakit ganito kalalim ang pinagsusulat ko ngayon. Hehehe. :)

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MAKINA.

Tila maraming bagay ang gumugulo sa utak ko. Dalawang linggo na pala akong nagkakaganito, hindi ko pa rin alam ang problema ko. O baka, pilit ko lang iniisip na wala akong problema kahit alam kong meron. Pero hindi eh, alam kong may problema ako. Hindi ko lang siya pinapansin. Hindi rin naman siya nagpapapansin talaga. Napapansin ko lang pag nag-iisa ako o kung wala akong magawa.

Oo, alam kong may problema ako. Pero hindi ko alam kung ano 'yun. Galing noh? Ang saya talaga. Ganun ako lagi.

Baka naman may topak na ako? O baka may mali sa akin? Hehe. Wag naman sana. Wala naman siguro noh.

Ang alam ko lang, may kulang pa. Marahil kumpleto na ang buhay ko para sa iba. Marahil akala nila, kumpleto na ang buhay ko. Siguro, malapit na. Pero may kulang pa e. Marami pa. Hahanapin ko pa 'yun.

Ah, alam ko na! May topak lang siguro ang buhay ko ngayon. Hindi lang siguro ako sanay. Pero hindi eh, dalawang buwan ko nang ginagawa 'to. Dapat sanay na ako.

Grabe, sarili ko lang siguro ang problema ko. May kelangan lang akong ayusin. Ulit. Akala ko naayos ko na nun e, hindi pa pala. Nagkaproblema ulit ang makina, kelangan na talaga ipaayos.

Nga pala, magandang desisyon ang pagbalik ko sa pagbblog. Dahil kung hindi ako bumalik sa pagbblog, nabaliw na siguro ako ngayon dahil hindi ko 'to naisusulat ngayon.

Sana samahan niyo ko sa pag-ayos ng makina ko. Ma-drama dba? Naiinis ako dahil ma-drama akong tao. Pero ganun eh. Hayaan niyo na lang ako. Hindi 'to bagay sa 'kin sa totoong buhay(oo, ngayon, it's all in the mind, kathang-isip mo lang 'tong pagbabasa ng entry na 'to ngayon). Kasi madalas natatawa ang mga tao sa 'kin, makulit ako, at makikita niyo talaga akong tumatawa. Yung tawang nakakabaliw ba.

Hmm.. bigla na lang pumasok sa isip ko yung sinabi sa 'kin ng Science teacher ko nung 1st year high school. Gumawa kasi kami ng book bilang proyekto namin noon sa T.L.E. Sa katapusan ng taon, pinasulat ko lahat ng mga teachers at malapit na kaibigan doon. Sinabi niya dun, "Pinatunayan mo sa akin ang "Silent waters run deep."" Syempre na-touch naman ako dun. Tahimik kasi ako, kuno. Pero oo, tahimik ako sa umpisa. Pero makulit akong tao. Pag wala ako sa bahay, tahimik. Syempre, namimiss nila ako kasi walang makulit at maingay. Hehehe.

O ayan, medyo nalihis na sa main topic ang sinasabi ko. Medyo nawala yung mga bagay na gumugulo sa utak ko. Pero pagkatapos ng lahat ng kwentuhan at pag-alala sa nakaraan, bumabalik siya.

Hayaan ko na lang. Aayusin ko 'to. Ayokong pabayaan na, at gawin ang nakasanayan kong tumakas na lang. Aayusin ko talaga 'to. Aayusin ko ang makina ko.

Meron pa pala kaming group report sa Sociology namin sa Tuesday. Wala pa akong nagagawa. Wala pa kaming nagagawa. Pano kasi, wala akong ginawa nung weekend kundi matulog. Galing talaga ng makina ko. Tama na, masyado na 'tong seryoso. Hindi bagay.

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11:24 pm 11.14.07

She is happy and contented with her life. She fell down but got the guts to stand up. Hundreds of tears already fell from her eyes but still managed to smile and laugh.

She is happy and contented with her life. She is lucky for having her life, her family and her friends. She is lucky to be surrounded by great people who loves her.

She is happy and contented with her life. She got what she wanted. She had her destiny rolling into her own hands. She knows what she wants. She has dreams she wants to achieve. She knows how to fight for what she wants. She knows how to listen to her heart -- a heart that has been lost, shattered into pieces, left broken, isolated and fragile.

She is happy and contented with her life. She knows what is right from wrong. She has wisdom. She has faith. She has love in her heart. She has her own beliefs. She knows how to deal with life's pressures. She is optimistic. She knows how to be strong for herself. She knows how to make right decisions.

She is happy and contented with her life. She is responsibly aware of her actions. She is smart, intelligent and witty. She basically is, beauty and brains. She is gifted. She is talented. She lived an above normal life. She was never bullied. She always fit in to the crowd without changing who she is. She is nice. She is not mean.

She is happy and contented with her life. Yet her heart is bleeding, tears continuously falling from her eyes. She likes to escape. She gets away with it smoothly, knowing time would put it all in place.

She is happy and contented. She thought there was nothing wrong. But deep down, she knew there was. She was hurting. She is hurting.

But what's sad is she does not know what is wrong. She does not know what is missing. She does not know what is incomplete. She does not know why she cries. She does not know why she becomes sad. She does not know why she is bleeding. It doesn't show. But she is.

She is happy and contented. She is happy and contented. She is happy and contented. She is.. she.. she.. sh.. sh... ERROR.

She thought she was happy and contented.

I know I am happy and contented. I know. I know. I KN... HEART BURSTS IN 3..2..1.

I do not know why and what is wrong.

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In the blogging world, everyone knows each other. Not everyone, everyone, but it's like a cycle. People are linked to each other's blogs and when they bloghophophop... tadah! They get connected to each other through those links. Duh, that's why it's called a link. What I mean is that, they bloghop, comment, and next thing they are reading each other's blogs daily and they exchange links. I've done that a lot of times already way backkk. And now I'm lazy to do that.

But whenever I do, I just get frustrated. I really am strucked with the way people write. The fact that they have lots to talk about, they have opinions on things, they get to put metaphors on their writings, they make you feel how they feel, and the very fact that they don't put all their randomness in their sites is just.. whoa!

Anyway, I went bloghopping last night and as I said, I am really amazed by the way how people write these days. They write their thoughts VERY well. I just don't get how they do it. Or maybe, I just don't know how to do it like that. I am pretty much literal, blah and plain.

I've been away from the blogging world for almost 1 year and when I came back for real, it really surprised me how the blogging world pretty much changed and had new people in it. The old old bloggers I knew are not here anymore but there still are those old bloggers left. Everyone and everything is just new that I have to familiarize myself with it all over again.

Their graphic design skills is whacked too! Very attractive and creative.

I don't know if these bloggers will inspire me to be better or just make me feel bad about myself. I know I should not feel bad but it's just what I feel. I wasn't like this before.

I lack inspiration. I lack creativity. I lack organization.

Laziness comes to me first. I hate it.

Now that I am in college and a Multimedia Arts major, a thing which I love doing the most, this should be the time to be more inspired to do well and get more creative. Now's the time that I should try to squeeze MOREEE creative juices out from my freakin' brain. But it has become the opposite. I get discouraged and frustrated easily. I get pressured with a lot of things. I THINK ABOUT A LOT OF THINGS. Sometimes, I think that I just think too much.

But today, I realize more that I have really lost myself and I can't seem to find some of the shattered pieces still.

I AM HAPPY and contented with my life right now. I really am. But I don't know why I feel this way.

A person said to me just 2 hours ago, "Hindi na kita kilala." I don't know why but I haven't changed a freakin' bit! It's still me. I'm still the same old me, only better.

But I want to be better than better. I just don't know how to and if there's still something better than better already. I need discipline but I don't know how to get me discipline myself in such a way that I will be really disciplined. All my life, I've been organizing my life. I have my plans and my goals. But I don't seem to even cross-out two of them in a month! Talk about being a life organizer. It's no use.

Maybe I just need something that I have yet to know.

Or maybe.. I just need more drama in my life. WTF, more drama? I'm such a dramatic/emotional person and I'm still needing more drama in my life? WTF. But then, my life now is not as dramatic as it had been before. It's okay, fine, good, great, or better yet described as smooth-sailing.

Now is that a good or bad thing?
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1:18am
11.14.07

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