tahnight.

unsolicited advice can be equated to bad news. oh well, just when i thought that everyone seemed to be a rotten lot, there are people who don't judge but would listen.

thanks for listening and the taco jay ambok.
thanks for talking to me eds and not pushing your own thoughts.

weekend na tomorrow. this city is blah nasad. i will stop talking about certain people. it's so yofaks na.

my sisters had been the most nonjudgmental support system i've had lately. they've been calling me the past two days to ask how i was. i even heard kairi cry in the tiniest most inta/arte way. ü

can't wait to see her.

i have this odd yearning for home. i keep dreaming of stuff that revolves around home safety and the family i grew up with(and which happened to be semi-dysfunctional now) and at times i wake up catching my breath asking what happened to us. nonetheless, early next year me and my siblings would finally be in one city.

 
oh well if i had the money next time, i want a fitted cardigan. and i want a preppy outfit. like those from the Hampton.


I woke up one morning and found I could no longer add together two and two. Something had given way, the ice had shattered. Things crowded in, the mere things themselves. One drop of water plus one drop of water will not make two drops, but one. Two oranges and two apples do not make four of some new synthesis, but remain stubbornly themselves. Oh, I don't say I had not thought of all this before, only that now I could not think of anything else. About numbers I had known everything, and understood nothing.
----> mefisto, john banville

edits: i just wish some people would stop talking about how terrible fates had been and how much hurt has been caused, cuz really, if you loved a person you don't necessarily talk about that person's shortcomings to others blatantly. and you don't use other people's judgments against that person.

yawets nasad. kayofaks.