One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Posted: March 4th, 2009 | Blend: Hum | No Comments »
even after a tall cup of strong white chocolate mocha, you’re still half-awake. the pending papers are still, well, pending– waiting for mouse click in your notepad‘s to-do-list-before-june-30. you try to grab as many work loads as you can, like kobe bryant when he scored 81 baskets, a career high, in the previous nba playoffs. the only difference is that his was much exciting than yours (and he has the lakers fans to back him up). you observe that the person sitting next to you is banging his head. good for him. you look for an unused headset (since you don’t have one) and randomly choose your playlist for the day. you tap your fingers, distracting the person sitting infront of you, probably contemplating the number of cases the team has received or the upcoming fight of pacquiao. pretending not to notice what you might have caused, you simply glance at the window as if it’s your latest downloaded 3d screensaver. and there it is– clear sky, dull skyline. perfect.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride;
I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving[excerpt, Neruda's Sonnet XVII. 100 Love Sonnets,1960.]
*****
basta…=)
hmm..coldplay‘s been eating up my playlist lately.
I’ve just learned that I killed someone last night. I stabbed him several times right through his chest. Then, I grabbed a gun and pointed it at him, aiming at his temple. But I changed my target and pulled the trigger, directing it closely towards his heart. I shot once..twice..thrice..until I lost my count and every bullet was consumed. But I didn’t stop there. Using bare hands, I had pulled out his heart, crumpled it with my strongest grip. Then, I pinned it to my soles so that I can step on it when I walk away from him.
Wala pang time (naks!) 
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