Showing posts with label study. Show all posts
Showing posts with label study. Show all posts

Friday, August 6, 2010

Why is Anagram not an anagram?



....currently eating nissin WAFERS...

while my supposedly study partner lies sleeping in the bed beside me. I said to our matron that I'm working on my paper but really I was just surfing the FB and researching some. I'm gonna work on it after...yamato nadeshiko shichihenge.

i'm researching the different legal forms and documents on the net. Really this things are interesting and funny if you have the right humor, or the wrong one. It's just so complicated and simple at the same time that it pains me to say that i cannot still make one without a guideline or format to copy.



oops. almost forgot that this is supposed to be a "visual artist's" page now. So i uploaded that pic up there which is a wallpaper that i made (1280x800) instead of typing a paper due Monday. aaaanyways, let's have some fun day.

it's already day because it's almost 1 and im still up. I know I had a busy day, but who wants to know? certainly not you, of course. SO, would you like to have a life, but can't? Would you like to have all that you want and desire and need? Would you like to spend the rest of your life in peaceful solitude? Or would you like to die here and now?

You don't need to answer those questions and you don't even need to read them. But I just want to make a point. POINT.

POINT.

Life is short. It's so short that the realization of it's shortness had almost led me to a depression. Life, i thought, is so short, that mine is so insignificant and so worthless and all but why do i continue living? Life, i thought, is supposed to be lived, not the way you want it, not the way your parents want it, not the way your lover want it, not even how God want it. I say this not because I'm an atheist or a pagan, but because I believe in freewill and in choice and in life. But do YOU believe in life? That life is so short to be wasted on trifles and trivialities. I do not acknowledge birthdays...know why? because they signify that you are closer and closer to death's door. And i do not like to be reminded in such an ironic manner like a birthday party. I just plainly hate birthday parties...especially mine.

So, i just feel like im really really wasting my life and i hope you don't feel or do it. I have regretted things that i should have done and shouldn't have, so please you shouldn't be like little ol' me. LIVE life. Because if there's one thing Anime taught me that is universally moral and can be uttered in public without embarrassment that is that: Life is SHORT. as short as a tear drop. as short as a fly's wing. as short as a whisper in the dark. as short as a sigh of a dying man. as short as a kiss of goodbye and as short as a laugh of sorrow.

all of us, we will die, but let's not forget to live and cry, laugh and smile for life is not about what you are doing, but what have you done.



Thursday, July 29, 2010

The Zombie Days

I want to say that my happiness does not depend on other people. I know what my happiness is (most of the time) and PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!! PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! Would you people just let me be happy!

I don't want people to like me. I don't need people to hate me. I don't need people to do anything except not to do something that i don't like. In short don't please intervene with my own businesses. When I don't like something I really don't like it. When I say I hate cockroaches...I hate them to the point of killing one on site, preferably killing it slowly, violently and painfully. Now, when I say I don't like my fly-away hair, I really don't like it to the point that I will forget that I have a hair like that and imagine myself bald as I walk the street.

I really don't like it. I really don't like it. I really don't like it.

Everytime it comes in view, my heart palpitates with annoyance and anger in split nanosecond before I remember that I am bald (i wish).

And to someone out there who knows, please don't brush my hair in fly-away style. PLEASE!!! Really really please. I'd rather you punch and stab me rather than have my flyaway hair be brushed to be more fly awayier. Please don't do that.

Anyways, I wrote my Fb Page on this Blog as a Visual Artist. I don't want to say that I am not a writer, we all write. But I only consider myself as a Visual Artist more rather than Writer.

Whereas, I want to have my say that in this room full of nursing majors that i once found advantageous, I feel like im being driven to a corner where 'idiots sit here' are spray-painted.

People of the Philippines who are my classmates, I want to say that inside my room, the nursing major are face on books night and day and even on sleep. I mean that they read, they make reviewer, they DISCUSS what they study and they get good grades. Sometimes, they cry when they get 1.5 or 1.75, claiming it too low.

Can you people get it? Compare it to our glorious Course of Political Science and Public Administration? We all know what happens, is happening, had happened...and i don't have to elaborate it here. ew.

So, I had wanted for sometime now to study...seriously study. I joined the CAS COUNCIL precisely because it is full of work and activities and events. I want to be busy. Being bored and unpreocuppied is painful and bad for my physical as well as mental health. When I have lots of work to do, I do it much better and much faster. That's what I know. But other people just won't believe me in this, when im the one who knows the best cause it's my own self we are talking about here.

Whenever I don't sleep at night, I really don't want to sleep because of a reason, and that reason is valid enough, important enough to warrant me not sleeping. I just don't like having people talk to me about it like it's a crime for me to do that. And then force me to eating menudo and rice when I don't want to eat. Ehem Ehem.

The only thing that bugs me the most aside from my happiness being hampered is regretting something that I didn't do that I wished I had. There are many many things I wished I had done for this and that and I can't now. It's all in the past. So I - we just have to accept the past and do everything in our power to have a better future.

I'm just gonna end it here with some wacko love confession from ch. 81 of Ouran Highcshool Host Club.

I love you.
*SHOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!
Sorry I didn't hear you, what did you say?
NO! that was nothing important.
Did you just say you love me?
Wait, if you really heard it...
WAH~~! HIKARU!!! Haruhi is saying that she loves me what should I do!!!!
Don't scream another person's name when someone confesses their love to you!
Confession?...*dies*
I'm sorry, just forget it, I didn't mean to kill you.
WAIT! Me...Me Too!
...'me too? are you just saying you love yourself, too?
under these circumstances, why am i supposed to act like a narcissist? don't you love me?
i didn't say i love, i just said that maybe i could love you.
why are you lying so blatantly?
BECAUSE YOU'RE A BIG IDIOT! ...that's why i don't know if i love you anymore...