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audentes fortuna juvat: February 2006

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chalkleight

chalkleight

Los Banos, Laguna, Philippines

usually first impression s'kin mataray,masungit and the likes..uhm,sad to say totoo un kc hndi ako msyadong sociable unless there's something in one person that i really like..sbi ng mga close s'kin good listener dw ako but i think im better in ignoring what they are saying pero when i feel n kylangn mo tlga ng mkikinig sau game ako lalo n kung nkakarelate ako s topic mo..'yoko s mga self-proclaimed..those who say a lot 'bout themselves (who cares 'bout them,anyway?) hehehe..trip ko mga humorous kc moody ako..another thing 'bout me is ung temper ko..uhm,it's always at the edge, u knw what i mean..if u nid 2 knw more basahin mo mga testi s'kin kc im sure they say a lot of things 'bout me.. :]

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Friday, February 03, 2006

Lingual mutants

Lingual mutants

Lingual mutants.
Im very frustrated because people around are bugging me as of they know a big deal about me. Too much is happening to me.
Hindi ko alam kung ganon na nga talaga ako kasikat para siraan at i-tsismis ng mga taong walang magawa sa buhay. Im sure this is one of the effects of my growing social circle..duh??!! That’s why I never liked it. I have never dreamt of involving myself in such a social crap. I hate any form of scandal.
I don’t care a lot about people, about other’s business, then why would they treat me as if I’m the meal of the day and subject me to immature, illogical, idiotic and nonsense lingual activity. Sure, I’m doing it with a friend of mine, but we’re not freaks to go around and spread out what we have discussed! They’re mutants! I can’t let them go around promulgating that unintellectual message. I really am convinced that I’m famous. If not, then, why would they mind every person they’re seeing with me?
An organism which only attained the level of cellular aggregation as its highest point of development, meaning undifferentiated and unorganized (so it’s still thoughtful of me to consider it an organism), is pretending to know me better than my friends do; it is understood here that it has no sense of direction and of course, no cephalization. The organism, rather, the lower form, has been making its way of competing with me. But how could it be possible? That thing should better develop more brain cells first.
Well, I thought it ends it. I was almost to accept the competition (because of boredom and I don’t want to look like coward), but it should be a clean one. But last night, a friend of mine told me that a horrible gossip was spreading around like a bunch of terrifying clouds ready to let loose of its giant ice blocks upon me. Ruining me. And the moment it burst, I’m sure, things will not be as in-place as they were.
When I heard of the news, I realized that I can be very vulnerable in terms of matters like that. I felt so helpless that all I was able to do is cry. I want to confront them but I can’t promise if I can get hold of the situation in control while doing it. There’s only one reason restraining me to do what I want to do, that is, we’re really not of the same level, plus I’m a civilized individual.
I will let them rub me as of they were sandpapers only for them to end up worn out while I am shined and polished.

chalkleight

chalkleight

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