Wouldn't I be toooo EXCITED if I did?
;)
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
Such Kids part 2
The kids are now friends...
My older brother (26) and I recently had a fight (that I thought of blogging about, but decided otherwise). It was a huge one, basically, just like the other rare fights we've had in the past. I acquired a huge bump on my head. One that made me look like I had half a balut stuck on my head.
Therefore, I ignored him during the next days. Actually, I didn't see him at all even if we do live in the same house. Or maybe I just don't look at his way whenever I feel like he's around. I just hated the idea of him and me sharing the same oxygen.
But, of course, he'll always be my brother. I hate to admit it, but we're so similar in a lot of ways. Ironically, those similarities make us clash with one another. We're both competitive and we can't handle immaturity--even if we have tendencies to be immature. Blah. It's weird.
Anyway, he woke me up awhile ago, while I taking a nap before dinner time. He had a box of Hello Panda and a pack of Chocnut. & then, there, he apologized.
That's when I realized the number one thing he has taught me through these years: Apologizing. I'm so bad at it because I always come up with reasons not to. Good thing my brother, despite being the big and angas person that he is great at it.
&, anyway, i hate fighting with any of my siblings. despite our differences, i'm thankful that i ended up having them. :)
My older brother (26) and I recently had a fight (that I thought of blogging about, but decided otherwise). It was a huge one, basically, just like the other rare fights we've had in the past. I acquired a huge bump on my head. One that made me look like I had half a balut stuck on my head.
Therefore, I ignored him during the next days. Actually, I didn't see him at all even if we do live in the same house. Or maybe I just don't look at his way whenever I feel like he's around. I just hated the idea of him and me sharing the same oxygen.
But, of course, he'll always be my brother. I hate to admit it, but we're so similar in a lot of ways. Ironically, those similarities make us clash with one another. We're both competitive and we can't handle immaturity--even if we have tendencies to be immature. Blah. It's weird.
Anyway, he woke me up awhile ago, while I taking a nap before dinner time. He had a box of Hello Panda and a pack of Chocnut. & then, there, he apologized.
That's when I realized the number one thing he has taught me through these years: Apologizing. I'm so bad at it because I always come up with reasons not to. Good thing my brother, despite being the big and angas person that he is great at it.
&, anyway, i hate fighting with any of my siblings. despite our differences, i'm thankful that i ended up having them. :)
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Saturday, March 10, 2007
On Writing So-Called Letters
Why do I write those in the first place?
Maybe because I...
do not really have anyone to address those notes to...
wanna make others happy...
wanna express my so called "affection" even in a weird way...
am secretly hoping that I'd get one of those from someone who really cares.
Errr....
Hopeless romantic strikes again!
Maybe because I...
do not really have anyone to address those notes to...
wanna make others happy...
wanna express my so called "affection" even in a weird way...
am secretly hoping that I'd get one of those from someone who really cares.
Errr....
Hopeless romantic strikes again!
On Being Lost...Again
Heart beating so fast… out of breath… cannot keep still…
Many random thoughts running through my mind…
I HATE this!
Once again, I am lost. I do not know what I want. Rather, what I want to do with my life! Am I experiencing some sort of a crisis here? I feel like a robot who does routinely activities. Wake up in the morning… prepares to work… pretends to work… mingle with people… pretends more…goes home and drain myself with my useless thoughts. I do go out at least twice a week, but its not much. I still have a hella lot of time for my nonsense and it is killing me!
What is my purpose in this lifetime? I try to make people happy, do they even notice? Would it even matter if the ground suddenly opened and swallowed me?
Maybe I need more action. I need a LIFE… a life with PURPOSE!
Somebody… save me… PLEASE!
Many random thoughts running through my mind…
I HATE this!
Once again, I am lost. I do not know what I want. Rather, what I want to do with my life! Am I experiencing some sort of a crisis here? I feel like a robot who does routinely activities. Wake up in the morning… prepares to work… pretends to work… mingle with people… pretends more…goes home and drain myself with my useless thoughts. I do go out at least twice a week, but its not much. I still have a hella lot of time for my nonsense and it is killing me!
What is my purpose in this lifetime? I try to make people happy, do they even notice? Would it even matter if the ground suddenly opened and swallowed me?
Maybe I need more action. I need a LIFE… a life with PURPOSE!
Somebody… save me… PLEASE!
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