Currently El Filibusterismo by Jose Rizal (translated by Soledad Locsin) see related

QUINTET.

some days...i feel like i cant ask for more.
some days...i feel like i need to ask for more.

for some months now, ive been experiencing this rare blend of hesitation, apprehension and some things i couldnt even pin-point. i know what im feeling but i couldnt figure out what exactly it is. my mind is full on a lot of things; the thoughts that i keep on suppressing are starting to knock on my door. nothing serious, if youre curious.

as much as i want to go point by point here, as what i usually do, im afraid this isnt the same old xanga that i used to update on. as ive said, this is gonna be totally different game. different in a sense that im not even sure on what ill write about. remember how i wanted to "master" the art of knowing what should be written and shared publicly about? well, it kinda backfired.

i dont know where to start picking up pieces from where i took off. it's been awhile and so many phases that i have undergone that i am finding it very difficult to present reality without skipping on necessary details.

first things first, the situation that im in at school, that is having no constancy around (well, for now) has affected the people-person in me. i have retreated to myself and in this retreat, i am faced with a lot of thoughts that only thoughtful conversations can complement.

it's like yearning to talk sensibly.

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after all the entries that ive done recently, i feel like im knocking at an empty house. xanga today is very different than the xanga that i used to know. it's not the lack of comments nor the randomness as to who checks in and reads. i think it's more of finally coming into terms that you can never really bring back time. nor can you rely on the wishful thinkings and the shoulda, woulda, couldas.

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i am so sleepy and yet, i find myself here. oh i know! im supposed to tell a light story about how people cant just leave my age alone.

tomorrow.

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thinking:why see the flaws on this and rationalize when it comes to that? right. to err is human. nevertheless, you are still my hero. and will always be.

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THE GREEN BROCCOLIS: still wondering if it's gonna happen. time, it seems to me, is evading us. but we'll keep on fighting for it, wont we? :)