The West Wind.
...is now on Technorati ;P.






[[click on the words to navigate]]

.same thing as my livejournal profile.

I'm not as happy as I was before.
I'm not as happy as I thought I was, anyway.
I'm not as happy as I want to be.

I don't know why.
I'm broken, shattered.
I'd like to say that I know exactly why, but I don't.
I don't know, but I'm guessing it's my fault anyway.

Because I always mess things up for myself.
Really, I do.
Yes, even when I don't want to.

So I'm probably the reason why I'm broken.
I'm malfunctioning again, selfish, pathetic, overemotional idiot that I am, and seeing as I'm the one who caused this...well, I'm pretty sure I won't be able to fix myself.

Except, well, the people who can fix me--I think I drove them all away. Not that I wanted to. I guess that's what I always end up doing, eventually.

Because I am useless.

Yeah. I'm not worth a damn to most people, anyway. There are some who are all clingy towards me, sometimes, but that's only when they need something. I dunno; some people must think of me as a hug dispenser. I know I give hugs to almost anyone, but you've got to understand, I need my dose of hugs too.

So, I dunno. I'm wandering off topic, but that's okay since I don't have a topic anyway. Oh, wait, is it supposed to be myself?

I'm a freak, a nerd, a geek, a snob, a person with borderline personality disorder, whatever you like. I'd want to fly, but most of the time I end up crashing, so I've learned not to expect anything of myself.

Most of the time when people approach me it's only because they need something from me. And I've already typed that. Right.

I crave for affection, acceptance, security, whatever you like. I'm emotionally unstable, that's why. So, once upon a time, there were some people who genuinely cared. But I saw that I was only depressing them, that I was making their lives so much harder for them, so I thought maybe I should just distance myself from them. So I did.

And that, I suppose, was the biggest mistake of my life.

And that too, I suppose, is why I'm adrift. Drifting, drifting, with nowhere to go and nothing to do. I've hit a dead end, I guess. I don't see the point anymore; I lost any semblance of having a proper life ages ago.

So I suppose that's why I'm suicidal. Yes, I'm suicidal, didn't you notice?

I'm suicidal but I'm too weak and cowardly to finally get it over with.

So I content myself with self-injury, cutting myself open and pouring alcohol inside the wounds, hoping that the pain is enough to make me feel something, and also enough to numb all other overwhelming emotions.

So I wanted to pick between life and death, and I ended up choosing a little bit of both.

That sums up my life, I guess. Situated somewhere on that line between really alive, and really dead. I'm neither. I'm one of those people with pointless lives, dying souls, empty smiles.

Call me weak, call me worthless, call me whatever you like.

Chances are, I deserve it.

Archives
12.05
01.06
02.06
03.06
04.06
05.06
06.06
07.06
08.06
09.06
10.06
11.06


18.11.06
Chain mail chain mail

current mood: blank
current read: PostSecret blog
current music: Yellowcard stuff
what the heck i'm up to right now: posting and answering a survey thingy.

Warning, don't read this if you don't want a spoiler.

Here's the chain message:

AMAZINGLY ACCURATE, FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS - DO NOT CHEAT.

1) DON'T read ahead

2) Get a PEN and PAPER

3) WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU ACTUALLY KNOW

4) GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS! Very important for good results.

5) Scroll down ONE AT A TIME.

1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN on the LEFT.

2. BESIDE the NUMBERS 1 & 2, WRITE DOWN ANY NUMBER YOU WANT. [DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?]

3. BESIDE the NUMBERS 3 & 7, WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS OF THE OPPOSITE SEX.

4. WRITE ANYONE'S NAME (like FRIENDS or FAMILY) next to 4, 5, & 6.

5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9, 10, & 11

6. Finally, MAKE A WISH.

- - - - - - - - - -

HERE IS THE KEY TO THE GAME

1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in SPACE 2

2. THE PERSON IN SPACE 3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE

3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in SPACE 7

4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in SPACE 4

5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.

6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS THE YOUR LUCKY STAR

7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE PERSON IN NUMBER 3

8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE PERSON IN 7

9. THE 10TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT YOUR MIND

10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT LIFE

11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR LUCKY NUMBER

SEND THIS TO A MINIMUM OF 10 PEOPLE WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS.

IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.

IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE

STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK.
______

...On second thought, I won't tell you what I got.

followed the wind; 6:57 PM

16.11.06
A note for someone.

current mood: paranoid
current read: nothing
current music: Saving Me by Nickelback
what the heck i'm up to right now: posting. Obviously.
Just a note. For someone who's not online right now, but oh well. Hoping maybe sometime that person'll actually read this. If ever.

I'm sorry.
I don't know what for, exactly.
But I am.

Lack of understanding, of whatever it is that's going on, doesn't make it any less sincere.

Does it?

I'd like to think that it doesn't.

Because I don't know what's going on. I really don't.
But I'm still sorry.

Your pain draws me to you, but it seems like I'm its cause.
Tell me what to do, tell me what to say, tell me what to think, I don't know anymore.
Tell me how I can heal you, how I can help you, how I can save you, I don't know anymore.
Tell me I did nothing wrong, I did nothing, I did something, I don't know anymore.
Tell me you're lying, tell me the truth, tell me your side, I don't know anymore.


Coherent thought evades me now.
I don't know what to do.

Potent poison rushing through my veins
It's blood now, dark blood, my blood
Running, flowing, killing
Drop by drop
I'll bleed it out.

followed the wind; 7:54 PM

9.11.06
Drained.

current mood: tired o_o Is that a mood? :/
current read: some scripts.
current music: some music.
what the heck i'm up to right now: some things.
Heh. This shall be a [blah] post void of any energy or enthusiasm. I can't do/say/think anything without having to muster so much effort.
I am a busy laptop running on 4% battery charge. Without a charger.
Yeah. Everything is just taking so much out of me. And I don't have that much in me to begin with.
So...I don't know. I'd like to say sorry to a few people, for various things, but mostly for not having enough energy to listen.
Hato-chan/Okaasan. Because, because, because. I don't know. I've been distant, ne? You've always been listening to my rants and all...so...I'm sorry. I know you're not having the best of days, and I should have been there to at least listen and stuff. So yeah. Sorry, mother :c
Hitsuji-niichan/Hitsuji-neechan. Because, because, because. I've been bothering you. I think. I don't know. Sorry :c
Buta-chan. Because, because, because. I have become a burden. And stuff like that. Right? Right? I'm sorry :c
Hitsuji-chan/Okaasan. Because, because, because. I've been bothering you, and these past few days I've done nothing significant for our project. Oh, yeah, and I've been a very, very stupid writer--thus, affecting our project and stuff. Sorry :c
Inu-chan. Because, because, because. I've been neglecting you lately. I don't know. No time, I guess. Sorry :c
Ushi-kun. Because, because, because. I have not been a very good follower. Nor have I been a proper sibling. I don't know. I guess...I don't know. I don't know exactly how I can help you. So I suppose I haven't really been trying, have I? *guilt* Sorry :c
Raccoon-kun. Because, because, because. I have been very testy lately. I'm sorry; it's just...times are not as good as they used to be (if they ever were good XD;), and I don't know. Stress and all. But still. I shouldn't really be taking it out on you, right? So...sorry :c Oh, yeah, and happy birthday XD
The CG (well, the 6 whom I haven't mentioned yet, anyway). Because, because, because. I don't exactly know. Basta, I know I should be saying sorry. Really. So...CG people, sorry :c (Oh, come on, you know who you are, right? The initials are a bit obvious, but I suppose only if you actually know what they stand for o_o;;)<--And sorry for this malabo apology, too :c
Hm. That's all I can think of right now. So yeah.
_______
"I am just...blah."

followed the wind; 8:49 PM

29.10.06
Braces. Blue braces.

current mood: chipper ^^
current read: nothing..
current music: Grand Theft Autumn by Fall Out Boy
what the heck i'm up to right now: sticking dental wax onto my molar bands and cross-posting this entry in Livejournal.
Hn. My braces have been on for...uh...about a day.
I couldn't find the dental wax stuffies this morning, so I had to go around (and eat >_<) with the molar bands' metal hooks poking craters into my tongue. I couldn't find the usual oatmeal, or even the porridge, so I got a pancake and tried dousing it in milk (yeah, I'm sort of weird that way) so it would get a bit softer, but no go; my tongue kept pushing up against the molar bands, and so, yay, I eventually get some sore, cut-up spots on it.
Around lunchtime, after my excruciating meal of rice and really soft fish drowned in broth, my mother came in with about a plastic bag full of dental wax. You see, I'd phoned her about my lack of the wax earlier today, and she said she was going to look for the packet my dentist gave me yesterday. Well, aside from finding it, she also bought about a month's supply of it, so I've got packets and packets of dental wax in my bag right now. Yeah, I'm keeping 'em close, because my tongue is battered enough as it is.
Anyway, aside from my little problem with the molar bands, my braces aren't half as bad as people make them out to be. Okay, so I'm pretty sure I look even more like a nerd now, and I can't eat cookies (SOB T_T) and stuff because my teeth keep feeling all tingly, but...my braces don't hurt. As in, not painful or whatever; there's that little dull ache that's caused by the pressure on my teeth and all, but that's it. No agony or something.
Which is good, I guess.
Now pass me some more of that dental wax.

followed the wind; 1:32 PM

28.10.06
Third time's the curse

current mood: lost. dejected. a bit envious. angry. confused.
current read: A Long Way Down by Nick Hornby
current music: Discovering the Waterfront by Silverstein
what the heck i'm up to right now: thinking. heh.
Twice.
Twice I had to be reminded about how wretched my life with my family(?) is.
There.
Straight to the point, because there is no point in rambling on with meaningless sentences.
I know, no one meant anything. Well, it wouldn't mean anything to them, because they don't look like the type of people who actually experienced whatever they were talking about.
So there.
It's not their fault.
And I suppose I can't do anything if my life falls into a certain stereotype.
So let's just say that this whole thing is another one of my big, stupid mistakes.
That's what they'd say.
That's what they'll say.
Damn, why is it Saturday?
Right now I'd wish for...any other day but today.

followed the wind; 9:36 AM

26.10.06
Assassins and Kingdom Quest

current mood: high and not-so-high. ohyeah
current read:Belsha's blog :D
current music:Sophomore Slump by Fall Out Boy
what the heck i'm up to right now: trying to figure out who's assassinating who XD

Um. I don't know. These are mostly academic updates, so yeah XP
TXV is going okay so far--I'm working on Chapter One with Yana, yay :D Quintin's our editor. Wala lang.
Anyway. Yay. Didn't fail Physics LT2 ;P
Um...where did that come from?
Haaaai. I am sabog ngayon. Heh.
We've got this game in SocSci called Assassins, where you're randomly assigned a person-target that you have to assassinate. Rules are a bit complicated (sort of), but killing people is easy: You just go, "You're dead." Ohyeah XP
There have been some nice plans so far, and alliances have been formed as well :3 (Certain people in a certain alliance have been especially nice XP) Some people have been going paranoid, and some people have tried figuring out who's killing who. I'm one of the latter, and between myself, Raymond, Inna, Ingrid, and the aforementioned alliance (who shall remain anonymously anonymous XP), we've come up with an almost-complete list of,uh, who's killing who. Heh XD
Um, we also had a KQ meeting outside the Guidance Office this afternoon. HumhumhumLet'snamethetemplesO****andO****humhumhumnoonewilleverfigureitouthumhumhum
XD
Hahaha. Told you I'm weird today. Because we have no classes tomorrow, since it's fair, I am HAPPY. Ohyeah. XD Because I am currently feeling quite murderous/angry, since there are certain reasons and stuff, I am ANGRY. >:E Because I am currently feeling sort of sad, since there are certain thoughts whirling in my head right now, I am...uh...sad :'(
Ohwell.
At least it's fair tomorrow, and people are coming in costume XP

followed the wind; 5:33 PM

21.10.06
Random quizzles ;P

current mood: :)
current read: The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger
current music: Sophomore Slump by Fall Out Boy [wahaha. LSS. Kuya DR's fault XD]
what the heck i'm up to right now: posting random quizzle results ;P
Don't expect any comments or anything, though. This is a last-minutes post--sort of. Squeezed in between brunch and a dentist appointment. Heh. So I'm just copy-pasting :D
Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Deer

Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda

You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.
While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.
The Animal Personality Test


And another one...Which is weird, but whatever. Is it true, though? XD I don't know myself that way. Heh. XD
Your Seduction Style: Au Natural

You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.
That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!
The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.

You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.
Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.
You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?

You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.
Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.
As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.
What Kind of Seducer Are You?


And last one...
Your Emoticon Is Smiling

Right now, you're feeling cheerful and content - without a care in the world.
What Emoticon Best Represents You Right Now?

Now this one, I know, is perfectly true :D
Sunshowers! :))

followed the wind; 12:18 PM


follow the wind.

Site Feed [Atom]||Creative Commons deed
my Friendster profile || my livejournal

g.o.t.h.s.[[defunct]]||yana
ma'am doplon :D||patticor
belsha||ingrid
dianne || sir joey
zaldy || sir martin
jocel || ma'am fil
cherry || ma'am fil2
gian || mike
don2 || rachelle
ange || benjie
pj || ichiro
kelsy || king cantos
jio || frances a.
tintin || jejo
isay || rc
ate paula || ate honey
kuya jowi || athena
michiko || kevin c.
mae and shayne || cammille
richard || brian
jayvee vitug||kuya jowi's multiply
-------groups/communities-------
camia 09 || pisay 09
tianxia09 || Bio 01.09
Tianxiaverse LJ community || literary quotes

Credits
Blogger
Photobucket
17degrees
Miss M
Echoica




The Hollow Men
T. S. Eliot (1925)

I
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

II
Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer --

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom

III
This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

IV
The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.

V
Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow

For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow

Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.