Don't know why I bother to fecth you at school. Don't know why I bother to spend my time with you. Don't know why I bother to shop for pretty little dresses. Don't know why I bother to buy you cheap little things that'd hopefully make you smile. Don't know why I bother to ditch my friends and spend lazy nights with you. Don't know why I bother to cut class just to have dinner with you. Don't know why I bother to sing sickening " love songs" in the shower. Don't know why I bother to stay up all night just to watch you sleep. Don't know why I bother to force myself to be awake so that I know what time you came home from your gimiks. Don't know why I bother to write things like this hoping that you'd read it.
I REALLY REALLY don't know why I bother to!
Ah fuck.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Donning the beard
Been thinking about taking over the family business recently. I feel like it's my time to shine and make some money for masel, even if it taking over is tantamount to being the patriarch, the breadwinner. I think I'll be a good businessman/manager, learned a lot from school aboot managing people and stuff. Yeah, school, it is indeed useful. Nevertheless, I still haven't found an application for the binomial and trinomial formula in life. =p
On friends.
Had a coupla drinks with Jac and Khai last night, at Anthology. Haven't seen 'em fer quite a while; been like two months. Updated ourselves 'boot our lives an aw.
Sent an SMS to Gino a while ago asking him to bring my Rubik's Cube when we hook up later. Called me up and told me that they were in Bora, didn't know that they were there. Never liked the beach anyway. I like cold places like Baguio, Tagaytay. Never liked the sun, only on special occassions.
About DABDA.
How does a person know when he/she's in one of the stages of loss? A person has many defense mechanisms like rationalization, displacement and such; that can mislead a person trying to deduce the state that he/she is in. You can relate rationalization with denial, anger with displacement, etcetera etcetera etcetera ellipsis. Haaay, you beautiful mind, when will you ever stop?
Complicated simplification.
The process in which I try to simplify something, problems and such is complicated. Very. A coupla friends told me that when I give suggestion-solutions to problems, the solutions seem to be simple enough. I never realized that though. Before giving any solutions I ponder upon the problem with my biggest sex organ and analyze and analyze and analyze, imagining how it will work. I play the thought over and over. Then I give a simple answer. Why complicate something when it can be simplified? That's what the mathematicians did in Algebra, right? Simplifying the complicated answer, if so, then why not simplify these problems? Hmm, is this the link between the binomial formula and the real world? Can I apply it now? =p
Expand:
(a+b)^n
= ( a + b ) ^ n
= ( a + b ) ^ n
= ( a + b ) ^ n
Or something like that, saw this somewhere in my huge cache of mail messages. =p
On friends.
Had a coupla drinks with Jac and Khai last night, at Anthology. Haven't seen 'em fer quite a while; been like two months. Updated ourselves 'boot our lives an aw.
Sent an SMS to Gino a while ago asking him to bring my Rubik's Cube when we hook up later. Called me up and told me that they were in Bora, didn't know that they were there. Never liked the beach anyway. I like cold places like Baguio, Tagaytay. Never liked the sun, only on special occassions.
About DABDA.
How does a person know when he/she's in one of the stages of loss? A person has many defense mechanisms like rationalization, displacement and such; that can mislead a person trying to deduce the state that he/she is in. You can relate rationalization with denial, anger with displacement, etcetera etcetera etcetera ellipsis. Haaay, you beautiful mind, when will you ever stop?
Complicated simplification.
The process in which I try to simplify something, problems and such is complicated. Very. A coupla friends told me that when I give suggestion-solutions to problems, the solutions seem to be simple enough. I never realized that though. Before giving any solutions I ponder upon the problem with my biggest sex organ and analyze and analyze and analyze, imagining how it will work. I play the thought over and over. Then I give a simple answer. Why complicate something when it can be simplified? That's what the mathematicians did in Algebra, right? Simplifying the complicated answer, if so, then why not simplify these problems? Hmm, is this the link between the binomial formula and the real world? Can I apply it now? =p
Expand:
(a+b)^n
= ( a + b ) ^ n
= ( a + b ) ^ n
= ( a + b ) ^ n
Or something like that, saw this somewhere in my huge cache of mail messages. =p
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Easy does it
Balancing everything. You gotta know when to stop eh? Too much of something is bad... I think that that's what the Spice Girls said back when they were still yummy. Posh Spice still is IMHO.
I'm going on a diet again. this time it's fer real. Time to lose weight so the summer and I will be more likeable, both in unison, and not to mention both hot. Weh! =p
It's the little things that drives me crazy. Just the little things.
I'm going on a diet again. this time it's fer real. Time to lose weight so the summer and I will be more likeable, both in unison, and not to mention both hot. Weh! =p
It's the little things that drives me crazy. Just the little things.
The Scientist
Rationalizing everything again. Trying to find out why and what happened. Why'd it turn out like this eh?Not being emo, mind you, I'm just reminiscing. Not sad, not happy either... mebbe I'm somewhere in between.
A guildie from WOW asked me teh other day if I was always happy... my answer? I make it a point to be happy, everyday. Dun let things get into ma head, but you'll come to a point where you stop and think about what's happening.
Happy go lucky, that's what my grampa always said. Am I? I dun wanna get scientific or INDIBEHic/ORGABEHic tonight. I dun wanna find out why. Am I scared? Hell no. Er, mebbe. More concerned as to what everything'll turn out than scared, that is.
Only fools rush in. I know that that's a song by Elvis, but I heard somebody say it on teh radio. I guess it was the radio. Or was it? NVM, yeah only fools rush in.
Oh let's go back to the start.
A guildie from WOW asked me teh other day if I was always happy... my answer? I make it a point to be happy, everyday. Dun let things get into ma head, but you'll come to a point where you stop and think about what's happening.
Happy go lucky, that's what my grampa always said. Am I? I dun wanna get scientific or INDIBEHic/ORGABEHic tonight. I dun wanna find out why. Am I scared? Hell no. Er, mebbe. More concerned as to what everything'll turn out than scared, that is.
Only fools rush in. I know that that's a song by Elvis, but I heard somebody say it on teh radio. I guess it was the radio. Or was it? NVM, yeah only fools rush in.
Oh let's go back to the start.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Back from outer space
How long has it been? Sorry I neglected you my precious blog. Been so busy with school, life and WOW.
Dues. Time to pay motherfucker! Yes, indeed.
It's time to slow down too, been living in the fast lane. Time to slow down like a tartol.
Rants rants rants.
Not in the mood to write long stuff today, was just in the mood to blog something.
Dues. Time to pay motherfucker! Yes, indeed.
It's time to slow down too, been living in the fast lane. Time to slow down like a tartol.
Rants rants rants.
Not in the mood to write long stuff today, was just in the mood to blog something.
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