Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Friday, November 05, 2004

I am up

Alright, I'm aware. Not getting younger. Gotta take some responsibility. Damn, feel like life is just beginning. Feels like I'm running out of time. Thought of doing a lot, but end up doing not much. Wish I have the power to freeze-up time. Wish it stops where I realized my dreams. I dream a lot during my younger years, but never made them into reality, stupid me. I thought I was going to be rich before I am 30, wishful thinking. Wasted too much time sleeping. Never knew that I could do that when I am 50 or 60, bummer. Wasted too much time worrying of things that doesn't exist. Like now - - Sort of worrying what people might thing of me with what I am writing here. I know I am busy. My work is piled up. And here I am scribbling my thoughts.

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Watched Nathan pissed me the other day. Man, I tell you. My guy is unbelievable. He can irritate me, but can sure make me smile after. His mom calls him "kulit." I call him "retarded." I remember last week, my mom asked him why his getting fat. He simply replied: "inlove po kse ako." He was surprised after he said that. Never thought he was that blunt in expressing his feelings. I just smiled after hearing what he told my mom. Guess, I found my man. Took sometime, but the wait was worth it.

And when it's my turn to piss him. . . he would just tell me- - "I really love this girl." And I would stop and act normal again.

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