Sunday, July 03, 2005

The Sadness.

I was unnaturally quiet during dinner and my dad couldn't help but notice. I sat across him at the restaurant where we ate. While waiting for our food, I was reading Paulo Coelho's Veronika Decides To Die out of boredom. "Bakit parang matamlay baby ko?" I was still sleepy, I told him. He told me I should have slept early last night... I just smiled. He borrowed the book and started reading the cover, probably bothered by the title. He was probably wondering why I was reading such a book. Well, dad it's just a title. I'll tell you all about it when I finish reading it. I'm not gonna kill myself or anything, don't worry. I love you.

I was still quiet. Absorbed in my own world which, at that time, was the food on my plate. Sisig. I know it was not the right time to think about life but there I was, lured by the circumstances. I cannot fight them anymore. I have proven myself weak. The details, well, nobody needs to know. Why was I "matamlay"?

1.Let's just say I am torn between two things I really want and I cannot make a choice because of...
2. I still don't know what to do with my life. I do not believe I'll end up successful. I have my reasons. Once again, you don't have to know.
3. People are evil. Before stepping into college and staying in Manila, I still believed that there are many good people. I guess I was just so wrong. People are angry. People are mean. Talk about culture shock. You cannot trust anybody completely. Well, I guess that' s how life works. I just wish I'd known it sooner.
4. Once again, one bad thing happened to one good person. Of all people, why her? She did not do anything wrong... she always did everything right. She doesn't deserve it. You should know that. Of all beings, it is You who should know that. I'm not complaining why bad things happen to me, not anymore. I know my place. Again I ask, why her?
5. Actors. Not the ones in the movies. Real life actors. Sadly, I have no choice but to be one of them for now.
6. Hari ng Sablay. Prinsepe ng Sablay. Sablay. They make me real, real sad.
7. I do not have time for myself anymore. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, my class is not until 1620H. I wake up early to report. I go back home and enjoy being alone for a change. I think during these times. I let the silence trace me. Then the doorbell rings and in comes a visitor. Once again, unexpected. So my YM stat shifts from "quiet time mode" to "naudlot nanaman quiet time ko". I am desperate for quiet time.
8. Him. He makes me sad. Yes, just seeing him makes me happy but still, he makes me sad.
9. I'm broke. Period.
10. Lastly, the Goo Goo Dolls make me sad. I do not know why. They just do... and I love it.

Beautiful song. Please read the lyrics.

"Name" by Goo Goo Dolls

And even though the moment passed me by
I still can't turn away
Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose
Got tossed along the way
And letters that you never meant to send
Get lost or thrown away
And now we're grown up orphans
That never knew their names
We don't belong to no one
That's a shame
But if you could hide beside me
Maybe for a while
And I won't tell no one your name
And I won't tell em your name
Scars are souvenirs you never lose
The past is never far
Did you lose yourself somewhere out there
Did you get to be a star
And don't it make you sad to know that life
Is more than who we are
You grew up way too fast
And now there's nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
And I won't tell no one your name
And I won't tell em your name

I think about you all the time
But I don't need the same
It's lonely where you are come back down
And I won't tell em your name

... extra+rice || 10:29 PM
Comments: Post a Comment

Name<||>-em tan-
Age<||>-17-
Loves<||>-music-
Hates<||>-school-
Rants?<||>-a lot-
Daddy's Girl?<||>-_-
Alone?<||>-ALWAYS-
Heartbroken?<||>-nah!-
In Love?<||>-hehe-
LOST?<||>-FOREVER-

Sabado Ngayon.
Wow.

June 2005
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
December 2005
February 2006

Hazel
Kayo
Buddy Tal
Ethel
Sir Mina 1
Sir Mina 2
Nicetot

Counter Struck
Ultimate Guitar
Are You Bored?


< /p>

blogger
blogskins

Rag Doll, designed by Clone, only at BlogSkins


Because You Are
by Maire Bitter


therefore i
mimic ragdolls
ancient in your trunk, asleep
dust stubbornly
gets caught in my eye
bringing me to life
i dance around, mindless,
to begin my execution
you speak of time
how slow, how fast
how cruel it really is
i try to execute my heart
along with my mind
then you save me
from myself

therefore i
stand at hallways
and stick my back
to the walls
shadows giving punches in the dark
only in my mind
you say just the right words to begin my execution
you speak of pick-up car dreams
history and rock concerts
you execute my heart
along with my mind
i am entirely consumed

therefore i
pray myself to sleep
forgetting my "Amen"
paper cranes fall
from my ceiling
to my face, one by one
i fail to pick them up and begin his execution
i forget bloody kisses
whispers
and ringing doorbells
you execute my heart
along with my mind
i punch
faceless shadows back

therefore i
drink raindrops
as i swallow tears
fat, bare, cold
words raining, ranting
to reveal to you
my shallow mind
i hope it floods you mad
to begin your execution
i speak of band names
twister dreams
and rock concerts as well


i try to execute your heart and mind but still
because you are immortal
i fail
and end up
surrendering mine


I Don't Want To Wait
by Paula Cole

so open up your
morning light
and say a little
pray'r for i
you know that
if we are
to stay alive
and see the peace in every eye

she had two babies
one was six months
one was three
in the war of '44
every telephone ring
every heartbeat stinging
when she found it was
God calling her
oh would her son grow
to know his father

i don't want to wait
for our lives
to be over
i want to know
right now
what will it be
i don't want to wait
for our lives
to be over
will it be yes
or will it be
... sorry

he showed up all wet
on the rainy front step
wearing shrapnel in his skin
and the war he saw
lives inside him still
it's so hard to be
gentle and warm
the years passed by and now
he has granddaughters


i don't want to wait
for our lives
to be over
i want to know
right now
what will it be
i don't want to wait
for our lives
to be over
will it be yes
or will it be
... sorry
oh so you look at me
from across the room
you're wearing
your anguish again
believe me
i know the feeling
it sucks you
into the jaws of anger
oh, so breathe a little
more deeply my love
all we have is
this very moment
and i don't want to do
what his father
and his father
and his father did
i want to be here now

so open up your
morning light
and say a little
pray'r for i
you know that
if we are
to stay alive
and see the love in every eye
Get awesome blog templates like this one from BlogSkins.com