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convincing...

people speak their minds - no matter when, and what about. whenever a person starts opening his/herm mouth to speak, he/she speaks her mind whether he/she likes it or not.

you can try role playing, but you can only do it to a certain extent. you could be this now, and be another later. you can even play a role which actually is similar to who you really are. but then you always speak your mind - even if your mindset is that of the role you're playing...

how hard is it to not speak your mind? ever got burnt/scalded? ever got your toe stopmed on? ever twisted your ankle? the initial reaction would then be immediate, and it would be hard to suppress. but even if you do suppress it for the moment, the next thing you say would reflect what you felt, and what you think.

so the next time a person you know opens his or her mouth to speak, try to keep in mind that whatever he or she is about to say is what he or she is thinking. no more, no less.

chill ya'll... =)
procastinating...

it has been such a dry and uneventful first half of the week, and im now beginning to feel so tired. now i know how it feels like to get tired of doing nothing.

but then i am thankful that i am getting enough time to do what i have to do. and these are, among other things, live and love. im not to free to just do the two, but not too busy to forget them either.

give me more time, and ill give you more time to give me more. =)

until next time... =)
the best two words in the world...

how great is it to be appreciated? the sweetest words you get when you do someone a favor, or something that they value, are 'thank you' and somehow, we sometimes overlook that word.

i take time to think about and reflect on the days' events, and it never fails to make me smile when i remember someone thanking me for something i did for them - or just for something i did. these little things tend to remind me of the value that people have - and the value thay give to other people.

have you ever stopped to think about that person in the jeepney who reached for, and passed on your fair? did you thank him or her? well, when i think about it, they valued me as a person, and thus i must be able to return the favor. i try my best to thank the person who has either consciously or unconsciously helped me on something. i'm also thankful to people who do the same. =)

its just a practice of mine to say thanks to people who have done something for…
im ok, really... =(

"are you ok?" we sometimes ask - but then what would you think if the answer was similar to the statement: "i'm ok, really... (with a frown)" ? we sometimes regret that we even asked.

and what would you feel when you greet or call a person you know, very happy with her companions and obviously having a great time, would suddenly turn sulky, unhappy, with a poker face and then greets you by your name - obviously not so happy to see you?

and then finally you pay your friend a visit, and even though she is obviously not in the mood for a conversation, would so politely wait for you to leave. how would you feel?

please try to be in my shoes. would you then understand why i still go through the same routine over and over again, not allowing these all too obvious things affect our friendship, or so what we call it? would you also understand why after all of these things i see and feel, i still love her?

i hate to think of it as a one sided relation…
goth, cup noodles, and a sucky day...

i got home early to research for this report i have about the gothic period (or people) and the music, architecture, paintings and sculptures associated to it.

after a while with search engines, and a few useful sites, i came over a link which pointed me to a community site for goths - or thats what they call themselves. it is a community site which shows the somewhat gloomy and dark insights and outlook of the members of the site.

nonetheless, it made me think - how would it be like to be a goth in the philippines? would other people think or look at me differently than if i wasn't? sure im a nerd, and people look at me differently, but then how would they look at me if i were a gothic nerd? hmmm...

-=+ !@#$ +=-

now i can officially say that i can live on cup noodles all day - but not everyday. especially the beef flavored, exact to the taste goodness of instant noodles - yummy.

-=+ !@#$ +=-

it isn't really a sucky day - actually it is a g…
free...

i cant remember the last time i have felt so free, and unattached. although i long for a partner to share me and my life with, there is nothing like the feeling of freedom.

ask any person who just got out of jail, the first thing they want to enjoy (besides either revenge, or sex...) is most probably their new found freedom. not that i would know because i havent been (and dont plan to ever be) in jail. but nonetheless, anybody should be able to enjoy their freedom - for we must all be free from any burden or confinement of unfair standards. i didnt think that made much sense, but it sounded good to me, so what the heck. ;-)

so why am i feeling this? i have no idea why. but then after celebrating my birthday, i suddenly felt that 'hey, im one year older, and free!' feeling upon hitting the sack, and it stuck until today.

i just hope this feeling is a nonsense induced by natural highs from playing neverwinter nights or warcraft III, and _natural_ highs from marlboro ligh…
happy!

i have been happy for the past few days - and it feels great!

i havent been naturally happy for a long time, and it feels great to be alive and happy again. i realized that whenever something you do doesnt make you feel happy, you should most probably stop doing it. this is so especially when you start to think that you're not only being unhappy, but you are also making other people around you unhappy.

distance separates people, and sometimes, distance can bring them together - ironic, but come to think of it, it can be true. i never thought that i could be happy by letting other people go and be themselves and not force myself onto anybody. and i am glad that i stopped doing it because it didnt make me happy, and because stopping made me so much happier.

i forgot how to be myself, and it took other people to make me realize who i am. and to those who read this, please take my advice - dont let yourself lose track of who you really are. it takes a lot more than realization a…