I saw my old notebooks and read through some of the stuff that I wrote years ago. By doing so, I realized one thing - my life can be summarized as a big collection of unrealistic goals and wishful thinking. All I wrote about were nothing but pure longing. I wrote about love that can never be returned. I wrote about affection towards someone I can't be with. Those stuff were written several years ago and looking at where I stand now, nothing much has changed. I'm still in-love with someone I can't be with and still fighting for an affection I can't win. I'm really on the losing side when it comes to romance.
Wed, Nov 27, 2013
4:13:51 PM
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Sinamahan ko yung pamangkin ko sa Barber Shop noong Linggo. May TV sila, At Home Ka Dito ang palabas. Si Jamilla ng PBB Teen Edition ang featured celebrity; yung single mom.Sa kalagitnaan ng palabas narinig ko yung comment ng isang lalake na tawagin na lang nating si Boy Bawang. Sabi niya, “Ok sana yan si Jamilla kaya lang nagpabuntis agad, malandi.” Gusto kong agawin yung gunting nung barbero para gupitin yung dila niya pero di ko naman kaya eh!Siguro nga ang pagiging single mom ay hindi naaayon sa prinsipyo ng moralidad na meron tayo dito sa Pilipinas. Alam nating mariing tinututulan ng Simbahan ang pre-marital sex. Bilang isang Katolikong bansa, malaki ang impluwensiya ng simbahan sa kung anong konsepto ng moralidad meron tayo bilang isang lipunan. Sa kabila nun, hindi sapat na gawing basehan ang pagiging single mom para husgahan ang pagkatao ng isang babae. Nakakalungkot dahil kadalasan, sa kanila nababaling lahat ng mapanghusgang tingin ng mga taong kung tawagin ay mga ipokritong
Looking back on the days
When I can still genuinely smile
Those were the finest I can recall
I hope it lasted for a longer while
Back when waking up is a blessing
Days are something to look forward to
When everything still makes sense
Daydreaming and hopes, too
Back when you're still here
With the promises that you'll stay
When you said you won't be like the rest
And you'll never lose me in any way
Looking back on those days
Wrench a big chunk of myself
Now that you carried on without me
And I can't cry out for help
You just moved on and left
All of a sudden you've walked out
Now I'm just like a piece of trash
Useless and thrown out
Are you happy now?
Are you doing just fine?
I guess it wouldn't matter
You'll never be mine
Wed, Nov 27, 2013
12:46:11 PM.
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