Stuff Outta My Extra-Stressed Head

My legs... I can't feel them.

My head...There's a drill attached to it.

Yo tengo estressante...

Words are running around pages after pages egging me to read on...but after a minute, they melt away into the white, black and gray of the day...not making sense anymore, or at all.

I want someone who will treat me like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world even though staring at Jack Black's butt is more pleasing than laying eyes on me.

Volleyball is a game...I don't see the point.

Is it better to have been loved and lost or never to have been loved at all?
Is it better to have felt the enormous joy and the crushing pain, or to be feeling this endless longing?
Is it better to have been filled and drained out, or to remain empty?
Is it easier to look back at the happy past, or to look forward to a happiness yet non-existent?
Is it easier to pretend, or to come out clean and risk losing him?
Is it easier to live knowing that he can never be yours, or just die to end the pain?

The worst feeling is after dreaming the sweetest dream, a dream that made all your dreams come true even for just a few moments in an unconscious world, believing for that mere moment that it is all real...and then hearing a far away ring, the ring that brings you back to the usual, your usual position, your normal state...distant from the only happiness you've ever known, one you've craved for for so long, the one that may be the only thing that completes you...

....and realize that you're thinking these disgustingly cheesy and embarrassing things.

Erase. Erase.

Sabado Nayt

Kahit sobrang pagod at bangag ako kahapon, dumiretso pa rin ako sa party nila Babs. I needed some "unwinding", but the wet floors splashing murky water into my flip-flops didn't really accomplish that goal.

Anyway, three weeks ago ko silang huling nakita, which wasn't that long compared to the last times, grabe, we didn't see each other for months at a time. I still miss 'em.

Sad to say, the party wasn't that great. We arrived at around 8:30pm (one of the first fifty people...maybe the only fifty people...what losers, right?) and there's just not many people. We guessed that maybe it's still too early so we hung around inside. It rained a bit, just a medium drizzle, so it felt damp. It was warm. I just sat there, actually, and took a couple of pics with my friends. The emcee was actually pitiable 'coz he was trying so hard (too hard, if you ask me) to get people to dance in front but nobody went. After maybe an hour of boredom, we all stuck ourselves into a car and went to Eastwood to find some food. Haha.

It was nice at the restaurant. Catching up, mostly. 'Twas relaxing. I showcased my special talent of watching so many TV shows. haha! I narrated what happened in the 2nd season of Supernatural, 3rd season of Lost, whatever...Haha.

I got home pretty early, around half past midnight. Got home before my brother did so that's considered early.

I really needed last night to break the monotony of the past two months...Papers, exams, projects... And I'm about to dive into those again after I post this. Ugh! It never ends!