* sam
* urban nomadic
* photos. bands. coffee. arts. designs. Latin. beach. jazz. vintage. music. sunflowers. fashion.

wish list

new iPod
new laptop
Have my own place
iPod Dock or Edifier
Have my hair dyed blue
Suzuki Swift
travel to Japan
go to Bora
more bags and shoes! :)
save and earn money
Have a merry Christmas this year

sand

andy best drummer
kaye anti-social
kei hang time
motie spongebob
nic mrs. johnny depp
tapel light my fire
ye X piracy X

mine kinky
panget si vincent

sea food

bamboo cambio chicosci itchyworms kjwan nARDA parokya ni edgar sandwich urban dub

bob marley no doubt the darkness

magic899 NU rock1075

puka shells

google yahoo friendster myspace photobucket hi5 blogger pinoy chords happy tree friends ultimate guitar

henna tattoo

jordi labanda carolina herrera stella mccartney dolce and gabbana kate spade marc jacobs betsey johnson

nostalgia

November 2008

October 2008

September 2008

August 2008

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Sunday, January 6, 2008
Oh God

I don't wanna think anymore! My thoughts are disturbing me again. I can't bear with it. It's too disturbing. It's too sad.

I just thought of the future again, of what might happen this year. Fucking shit I don't wanna think about deaths anymore. I thought of what would be the feeling if I lost those certain persons. *KNOCK ON WOOD. Fuck. Di ko na kaya. I'm doing my thesis I can't concentrate.

Oh God, it's a Sunday. I promise I won't miss church today just don't let me think about those things again. It's depressing. I'm just missing people more. It's hard for me 'cause I haven't lost anyone so close to me before. I don't think I'm ready to experience it. I'm enjoying right now. People going away is alright. *Going away meaning going abroad or getting married or things like that. That's fine, pero wag muna death.

I know I have to face it soon. Pero please, not now... I might be thinking about these so that I could express more. I know God, I get You, but please, enough with that. Please help me not think about it, ok? I'm scared I might not live my life so normally. I'd be depressed so often. Wag na God, ah? Put them away, ah?

Please?..

Ayoko na.


4:50 AM

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