of random thoughts that wander

how far can your brain take you when you start imagining things? is there a border in thinking up things that don't exist?

how long before "the day after tomorrow" becomes today?

i want to learn sky diving, deep sea diving, and archery like right this moment!

ebi tempura is like the best comfort food ever!

i can sing and act great in theater, but i've recently realized that i would never be a solo artist bankable for the music industry. hahaha!

darn, i need a digital drawing pad for my designs. like i so desperately need it.

have you noticed, the world is taking on the task of being green and defending the beauty of mother nature! this is the only earth we have, get on with it! fight for your home! live green!

i really want to read the divine comedy of dante. can anyone lend me one of the three books? please! >.<

hurray to supernatural, heroes, grey's anatomy, brothers and sisters, and one tree hill

how come only our rock bands can write wonderful music? also, why can't we appreciate our own artists for softer genres (like acoustic or pop) who write their own music like julianne, isya, sinosikat etc.

facebook and torrent, my boredeom saviour.

i really love the ellen degeneres show!

hmm... i suddenly ran out of thoughts to write down hahaha!

this is an ode to danny gokey (even if people didn't see how great you were, and they all lined up behind adam. i'm still your biggest fan)

blantantly unnoticed

now i'm left hanging

confused you might say
love on delay
shrugging, you persist

shed some light

i've been always true
gave space to you
still seems like i don't exist

tell me what's happening

do i not give enough
am i callous or rough
answer me, answer me please

things aren't right

you said you love me
forgotten am i to be
will "us" now cease

what do i do now
are you listening
what do i do now
what now

the heat made me like this

pointless ravings in the afternoon
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of koreanovelas and acoustic music, afternoons nowadays allow me time to rest. after the post noon half of my lecture, drained and bled to death by exams, being in front of my laptop is a welcome retreat from stress.

cure to the weary and is bested by need
for the poor and the unfortunate slave
an email for sweat, a comment for each nosebleed
a blog, and chat, indulging the crave

bruised from the heat with the attendance of a mcdonald's cheeseburger and a banana in my stomach, the continued tapping of fingers serve as refuge from the world of the mundane and unending tribulation. "a childish claim" it is said ray lamontagne, "you act so suprised to hear what you already know" is quite certain for we already are certain that to reach our goals, every step must be taken and every trial must be overcome. is it not idiocy to expect the boring to pass us like nothing? everything has a price, most of those are the comforts of life.

how do you make yourself useful then when your profession is a congestion of willing and able, equally compentent and aggressive? how do you make yourself known, how do you make a stand amongst the multitude? what of your dreams built on the foundation of your 4 years of exams, studies and sleepless nights?

and the point is, you ask?

i don't know either.