i remember watching tv when i was younger and cartoon "fillers" would pop out between shows. One of my favorite little fillers (because of its' catchy opening song) was something entitled "Just say no." I think it was meant to show the importance of saying "no" for children (or anyone else, for that matter).
I wonder, why can't i say no?
Why is it that whenever i say "yes" to please people, others get hurt? i mean, isn't there one possible way to please everyone?
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
"angsty-misunderstood"
i have spent the better part of the last two hours on the net. it's late at night and i should be sleeping. But no, the internet is too addicting. I've spent the past two hours downloading music, reading everyone's livejournals, friendsters, and friendster posts. While going through all that, it suddenly hit me.
is my life really this shallow?
seriously. i tried not to post anything that would make me look like an "angsty-misunderstood" teen but damn it, it's so hard to avoid.
i will try to avoid that topic.
dammit. i wish imesh would download faster.
is my life really this shallow?
seriously. i tried not to post anything that would make me look like an "angsty-misunderstood" teen but damn it, it's so hard to avoid.
i will try to avoid that topic.
dammit. i wish imesh would download faster.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
bisaya
i am so in the mood to rediscover my bisaya roots. Apparently, after 18 years of Tagalog and English being spoken around the house and such, i suddenly find out how fluent my mom still is in Waray, or the Visayan dialect. it was my lolo's birthday today, the brother of lola naty and we had a dinner party in his house. Amazing. It felt like the entire Catbalogan was there. Then again, it probably was. Right now, all i want to do is just take a road trip around the Philippines and rediscover my places of childhood-- iloilo, catbalogan, la union, bicol, batangas, etc.
damn. basta, sobrang enjoy talaga , learning about my mom's family history and ll their culture and stuff.
damn. basta, sobrang enjoy talaga , learning about my mom's family history and ll their culture and stuff.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
oh my...
right now, a million curse words are running through my head....
why is it that every time you want to do something right, it just never turns out that way? what more do you have to do?
why is it that every time you want to do something right, it just never turns out that way? what more do you have to do?
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