Entries for April, 2007
April 16th, 2007
Revamped POSTED AT 05:38 PM Anyway… I’ve decided that I’d be blogging though rarely there are people who drop by this place, and… since I require myself to improve my writing for the time being…yeah right, as if. Listening to: when it was me Feeling: exanimate critique
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April 19th, 2007
Miles away POSTED AT 03:25 PM Well I'll be just be few miles away from civilization for the next couple of days...with the absence of everything and it's just you and your family. Sucks. Listening to: Miles away Feeling: exasperated |
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April 25th, 2007
Bad luck doesn't strike me twice POSTED AT 04:32 PM Okay…on to the topic It has been such an effort posting an entry on this blog when in fact it shouldn’t be in the first place and it is not at all an effort for me to do such, well that was before. I’m a little bit conscious no, paranoid actually whenever I’ll use the computer and surf the net for good. My parents are rearing their ugly heads for the umpteenth time for giving certain restriction whenever I pursue to gain access onto something like the Internet. They are not straightforward with what they are trying to imply on me but subconsciously they’re giving me a hard time grasping my freedom. It is vacation after all. Can I do what I want now? So restricted, I can’t freely move, do what I will. Can’t they just give me time to do what I want for at least a week? This summer vacation might be my last. They are not strict, I can say that not even stage parents or something like that, but with their presence around the house and the fact I’m with them everyday now school’s out, something’s holding me back with the things I wanna do, even without speaking just their presence. It’s as if they’re telling me that I shouldn’t be doing that stuffs because I am obligated to do other things like chores. Doing what I want is always trivial for them. Telling them that whatever I do is important does not completely convince them. When will my activities become important to them? And do they expect me to do chores all day? Not quite, a little maybe but not all day like my mom and our maid does. I think it’s their life or let’s say their hobby. They are so into it, so passionate. Do I now feel the power of my parents’ authority on me? It pains me to tell this but yes, but not for long. I’m dead tired of their verbal abuse, dictations here and there. So fucked up. Keep blabbing petty things and stuff. Just stuff, whatever stuff. Know what I mean? Bad luck For those people especially my friends who are asking every now and then what school I’ll be in for college. I can’t help but to be annoyed with the question. I don’t have yet, so bad, so annoyed. Don’t ask me. Sometimes due to the repetition of inquiry I just answer with I’m not studying anymore kind of answer, in submission of rage and frustration. I’m going to settle this. I know I can. I’m just pressured maybe and my parents are just making it worse all the more with their fucking sermons! I only applied in two schools (with exception of UP) and I'm a wait listed on both. Bad luck In relation with the title…well… All I wanted was to have these two things, two things that matters most to me at present, above anything else. I wished so much for both but I already lost one of that wishes. I didn’t’ have it, I can’t see the point of losing it. I accepted it in the hardest ways though but I realize then and there that I could not afford to lose the other one. But it seems all now that I will lose both. I can’t handle it when it happens. This I imply that: Bad luck doesn’t have to strike me twice. Once is enough and every loss should have its gain but every loss I experienced weren’t compensated with, only new losses to begin with. Listening to: It ends tonight... Feeling: bad |
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