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Sunday, January 25, 2009
Scared.

Now, this is the part where i will suddenly take a halt and think about what happened in the past few weeks of my life.

I should be studying right now- writing that friggin' script about pots, reading that brain-draining reading about human communication, and yeah, drafting my interview script for my interview prod on wednesday. But for some unknown reason, i feel very uneasy. I feel like something is not right. I can't particularly point out what's causing me this feeling. I really don't know.

Be still, my heart. haha. If only it were that easy.

Have you ever felt how it's like to ride a roller coaster? Ako, hindi pa. Because no matter how much I try to, I just can't find enough guts to take the ride. That tempting ride. But instincts tell me this is how it feels like. THIS.

The nauseing mix of fear and excitement. You want to take the challenge the ride is daring you to take but something is holding you back. Something very strong but something you can't even see. You want to submit yourself to the ride because you know all too well that you'll be fine but you just can't do it. You start thinking what ifs. You wonder about all the negative things that might happen. The fear suddenly becomes greater than the excitement. Konti nalang, papayag ka na. Pero... pero... pero...

Why can't I just shut up?

I'm blabbering non-sense again, i know.

I need a squeeze. :(

Saturday, January 24, 2009
Statement :)

It feel super nice to live life when you've got every reason to be happy. :)