Ang mga nilalaman ng blog na ito ay solong pag-aari ng may-akda (bukod na lang kung sinabi niyang hindi...) at mahigpit na ipinagbabawal ang pagkopya, pamimirata at paggamit ng mga ito sa ibang paraan.
Pero kung ayaw niyong papigil... bahala kayo. Meron naman tayong tinatawag na KARMA!
@ Asar ako dahil... Sira ang PC ko!!! ARGH! I knew that ancient artifact was about to give up one of these days!!! Tigang ako sa internet! DOUBLE ARGH!
@ Currently addicted to... ABS-CBN's Stained Glass. See latest post (May 05: Job hunting) for details. Ang guwapo kasi ni Dong Gun Oppa talaga!!!
@ Kras kong ilegal si... John Vladimir Manalo ng Goin' Bulilit. Need I explain kung bakit "ilegal" ang pagka-kras ko dito???
@ Latest hobby... Researching about Seoul, Korea and learning how to speak in Korean for a fan fiction I'm writing entitled "Cloudy Eyed Girl."
@ Plug lang... Michael Cruz' Official Site is now online! Check it out!
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And I love you so
And I love you so The people ask me how How I've lived 'til now I tell them I don't know I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know, how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And yes I know, how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me
magic sing!!! | an iPod! | mini mp3 player | SONY discman | 5 megapixel digicam with firewire | a new cellphone with hi-res camera | a new PC monitor and keyboard set
Beatles Album Collection | Michael Jackson's HIStory | Eraserheads Anthology | The Calling's 1st and 2nd album | a new guitar | Sugarfree's Dramachine
Angels & Demons by Dan Brown | Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom | Pugad Baboy 1-17 by Pol Medina (complete collection) | Secrets of the Code (Guide to reading The Da Vinci Code) | Like Water for Chocolate by Laura Esquivel
Will & Grace Seasons 1-7 | Queer Eye for the Straight Guy | My Boyfriend is Type B (Korea)
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.songs in my head.
.most abused words.
"Alam kong hindi niya kasalanang magmahal ng iba, pero sana hindi ka niya sinasaktan." - text ni Beb (02.01.05)
* Sunday, April 10 *
Since when did I grow up?
When you ask my friends to describe me, chances are, you would hear them say that I'm childlike sometimes. I like watching cartoons. I like to play games. I like to buy stuffed toys for myself. I like puppies, and butterflies, and ice cream. I like playing with kids and making a fool out of myself. I like pretending I'm a kid...
This early in the year I've noticed a very big change in me... and I did not like it. Since when did I grow up?
When I was four years old, and in Nursery, I never worried about a thing. A year later, in Kinder, my only worry-moment was when I "accidentally" pooped in my underpants. And then, nothing else bothered me much, except of course getting high grades in class... but that was easy enough for me at the time.
Years later in elementary, worries became bigger as subjects became harder. I strived to be at the top of my class since my parents expected me to, and because I also wanted to. In High School, it was quite the same. Grades, class projects, performances for the Dance Club... coupled with barkada issues that emerged like mushrooms.
College was pretty much the same. Grades were the top priority, and so was graduating on time.
Looking back I realize that my worries then were pretty much connected to myself, and myself alone. I focused so much on what I did, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Only now, my worries got a lot bigger. My teachers were right when they told me that I should enjoy my school life.
Now, there are no grades, class projects and performances to worry about... because now, there are salaries, budgets, tuition fees and matters of the heart to keep me awake through the wee hours of the morning. I never thought it would be this taxing to think about those stuff, and I never imagined I would be thinking about them this early in my life. I'm just 22, but if THIS keeps up, I might turn 40 by my next birthday.
I know that there are other people out there who have bigger concerns than I have, and I respect that. Its just that right now, I'm just frustrated that I couldn't keep my young heart flying freely in the air with fairy dust and happy thoughts.