Entries for January, 2008
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Bawat boses na isinilang noong dekada nobenta,
sariling interes lang daw ang 'yong nakikita.
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Laki sa layaw at hindi na handa, ano'ng tugon ng kabataan sa ganitong pagkutya?
Kumilos na mga ubing, hukayin ang nakalibing na alay mo!
{ music } Alay sa mga Nagkamalay Noong Dekada Nobenta - Dicta License
{ mood } sore.
Written by pochoy at 07:15 PM post.
Face. Accept. Admit. But I won't lose hope.
I'm still hoping that someday they'll fix it. But anyhow, the fact that my family is in chaos, is truly affecting me much. my studies. my relationship with them, with her.
I've tried fixing the gap between them but I've failed. Some pieces can never be whole again, I guess. Damn. But I'm not losing hope. I don't want to lose that so-called hope. Resilient. I've tried 9 mornings, prayers and even talking with them personally but nothing happened. In some future time, I know, my family will be okay. And I'm strongly hoping for it.
{ music } Stay Together for the KIds - Blink 182
{ mood } sore.
Written by pochoy at 07:14 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.
I have kept my thoughts bottled up. And I was not able to set things right between them.
The pains have already struck on me. The shouts and fights since I was little were already decaying my hopes slowly, unnoticedly.
They don't know that every day I die. and as sun rises, I resurrect. I try to figure out things one by one and find ways to live life hopelessly or die trying.
If only, we could be like our family potrait we once had. Happy.
Pretend like it goes naturally.
{ music } Family Portrait - Pink
{ mood } sore.
Written by pochoy at 08:36 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.
"When I was a kid, I thought I wanted all the things that I haven't got but I learned the hardest way."
{ music } Macy's Day Parade - Greenday
{ mood } weird
Written by pochoy at 10:29 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.
If we would only realize the real meaning of existence and of life, I know, this world would be a much better place for everyone, and everyone would be a much better dweller of this world.
{ music } Heaven - Live
{ mood } tired
Written by pochoy at 01:35 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.
Existing and living are not the same thing. Existing is a lot different from living. One may exist but he/she may not live a life. Come to think of it.
I live a life that's why I exist. How about you?
{ music } Ana's Song - Silverchair
{ mood } uncomfortable
Written by pochoy at 07:44 PM post. Filed under Thawed Melancholies.
Once in your life, even more, you'll get to realize that you've been so earthly. You may found it out too soon or may be too late.
{ music } Sunday Drive - The Early November
{ mood } thoughtful
Written by pochoy at 07:16 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.
The only fact that I can't deny is that I enjoy every moment with my Summer.
{ music } Light Up the Sky - Yellowcard
{ mood } satisfied
Written by pochoy at 07:31 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.
Why can't we just risk this earthly life for something else, other than this?
{ music } Better - Dashboard Confessional's version
{ mood } sick
Written by pochoy at 02:04 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.
Sometimes, it's easier to swallow the sugar coated truth as opposed to the actual truth. But in the end, either you will hurt, and it's easier to acknowledge it than to prolong the inevitable. Also, it is important to react with honest emotions, or else you're just continuing the cycle of lies.
{ music } Liars (It Takes One to Know One) - Taking Back Sunday
{ mood } uncomfortable
Written by pochoy at 10:20 PM post. Filed under Thawed Melancholies.
Darkness. All I see is myself. Though everything's black, I know, I was never alone. I am not alone. I will never be alone.
{ music } Undiscarded - Dicta License
Written by pochoy at 09:45 PM post.
Fake smiles. Resilient hopes. They'll never be enough. I am bitter. Nobody knows. I am hopeless. Who the hell cares?
I am sick and tired of this life's carousel. Spins around. Back and forths. And it only pains me more to know that I am not getting any better having all the scars concealed by all these.
"What good things am I going to do today?", I always ask myself. But I haven't realized that as the sun goes down at sunset, it takes a part of my life with it. Blah. Blah.
{ music } The Enemy - Dicta License
{ mood } inexplicable.
Written by pochoy at 10:05 PM post. Filed under Thawed Melancholies.