Just like every other Good Friday.
Churches galore.
Well, aside from the fact that some churches were locked down. No idea why.
Because of this abrupt deprivation of holy ground, we only visited a single church in Manila. It wass the first time I've been there, and I do not know why I've never seen that church before.
Nevertheless, all 14 churches were done by 4 pm. Sweet.
Anywaist, asayd prom dat, I was able to be true to my "fasting for one day" oath-to-self. Just fish all day (reminds me AGAIN of the mutant tilapias near Bal's house. Cat's greatest fear.) Quite a productive day....which is unlikely, since its...uh...Good Friday, after all.
The only thing left to do is find a way to get to sleep.
Insomnia is a deadly illness. Be clear.
How good was your Friday?
The Harbinger
No matter how utterly splendid the arguments turn out, one thing will always remain certain...
I will not yield, nor will I empathize.
Despite your cunning attempts to faze my blossoming consciousness, my eyes see your ambiguous soul quite clearly.
This ambiguity, which sprouts anger.
What I am is purely the absence of guilt. Indifference best describes me in your presence. How deprived I was of joy has returned in wrath, ten fold.
Fury is but an understatement. Fire is the fodder. I feel nothing.
Apathy is not a sin, but a choice.
Songed to death
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping for someday...
I'll be...
Living for someday
Counting on someday
Knowing that one day...
Heart of Darkness
It's a pleasant morning.
But I guess I couldn't say the same for others. Those who define the blackness of the soul in such a trivial fashion. Those who see the world in hyperbolic vision. So typical, yet so striking every time.
Like I said, the morning is ever so pleasant.
Waffles. Nyom nyom XD
The hooks lining the sinker
Barely two weeks before I say goodbye to the life I've known to be. Aruy
Yep, yesterday ended in a heartbeat, and the future will be waited for endlessly...again, just as it was back in high school. Slow, agonizing, and uncertain as hell.
But i really don't think anything away from school would change (namely HOME); the restraint, the boredom, the noise, the suffocation, the megalomania, everything, all alive and BITING.
Summer will be the same. All the ideas and cravings, nay. It'll all be a tiny package of "what ifs" which will most likely be left hanging, left in the mind to rot along with all the other hopes and dreams. Let's move on.
What will be of me after all this?:
1. I still can't see the month of June without me going to school (one way or another). I'll either get a job, or take up my master's degree (good luck with that XD).
2. I also can't see myself away from SMC. Everyone important is there. I must (take note..MUST) go there once in a while, or I'll cold turkey myself to death.
3. Lastly...I can't grow up just yet. Regardless of what the "higher powers" say regarding responsibilty...
I'm old enough to know better, but still too young to care.
Good Night XD
Huli man ang dating....late parin. May Keds.
Fueled by passion, determination...and chocolate.
Regardless of anything, the show must go on.
The first few minutes will last an eternity...
But in the end, one hell of a great memory <3
I just want to post a tribute to everyone who made this awesome shindig possible.
*hat off, sabay bow*
*hat off, sabay bow*
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