Archive | July, 2012

To do’s

30 Jul

My list of things to do consists of 3 parts:
1. Yours
2. Them
3. Favors

And the “them” list continues to grow, and it demands more attention from “them”.

Oh, scared the job might not be done? Scared because it’s done second-hand. And i dislike ungrateful “them”.

And then, the “favors”. They’re the 2nd most restless. Afraid for their own “thems”, at their own risk.

Hey! My own to do list is much as important as yours are!

Whew! I might as well enjoy my tea as i wait for “them” to do something, again, for them. After all, i work for them.

Now, where’s the fun in that? You make them. You live it. You must survive, i must survive.

It is hard to contain your anger, disappointments. It is harder to still feel good, enthusiastic about your work with those triggered emotions.

But it is possible. So, why not try. In the end, it is still my life that get’s affected. This is still my story, i can’t let them win. I must. I should.

So, let the story unfold with my smile at the end of the page,eh?

NANG HINAMON NG SAMPAY ANG ULAN

28 Jul

“Hahamakin ang ulan,
matuyo ka lamang.
Hindi patitinag sa hanging habagat, maisuot ka lamang sa lakad.”

-djpasion,07/28/2012

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hello?? anybody there? feel like im in limbo.

22 Jul

i am so clueless i don’t know what to write or where to start or what to do.

Before, being alone gives me peace, a solitude. i don’t see it as a door to being lonely, no. but today, or this past few months. being alone makes me lonely. or rather, feeling alone, makes me lonely.

i feel like i have no identity. who i am, what i want, hate, love,…need?

i’m irritable, i’m confused, i’m lost.

i’m tired. i’m lazy. i’m lacking the spirit. i’m wallowing in my sorrow, and self-pity.

oh, this is crazy. but i’m so lazy, i just can’t finish this blog. this is not the end of it, mind you.

i’ll get back to this, when i get meaning of what’s happening around and in me. okay!

i will find an answer. a salvation.

my work gives me no time for other things, or maybe i just let my job envelope me. or whatever.

too tired, too weak.

til next time, fellas.

i’ll get by.