something a little bit more intellectual

Friday, February 18, 2005

hai, after screwing up somebody's FRIENDSTER account, i suddenly became a little emphatic. my seemingly non-existent conscience suddenly whispered something like "e pano kaya kung ikaw un?" which i didnt quite hear because id was practically guffawing with laughter. hekhek i enjoyed screwin up that account, there's no denying that. if i didnt admit to enjoying it, then that would be hypocritical but then, admitting it would condemn me into becoming a social nuisance. hai, such are the boundaries that limit human life. times like this remind me of good ol' machiavelli.

anyway...


today is friday. how time flies. next week is midterm week. im a little flustered cos i aint got no hobbies at the moment. im gettin really bored, really fast. my hair is growing back to its former state. summer is fast approaching. im thinkin PINGPONG this summer. gym and pingpong. im exploring the wonderful art of painting. im not exactly painting, but u get the idea. im planning to have a space for my art in this site. at the moment, everything is in slow motion.

dragging.
boring.
old.
stale.


hope things accelerate soon.



-out


eLiv.


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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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