~sighs~ at 2 in the morning

.... ~sigh~
..... ~sigh~
..... ~ sigh~

.... i miss him....

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waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!! i can't! i shouldn't!

sawa na

nagsawa na siguro siya
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wahahahahah! last night, sa PBB it was Bianca's birthday. Her "special someone" sent her a greeting throught the ELJ center. Nakasulat 'Happy Birthday Love'. wahahaha
sana magising sila ni zanjoe sa katotohanan.
bitter bitter bitter si inna.
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i suddenly had my hands full! there was another turnover of responsibilites the other day and I acquired two more programs. trabaho na ito! full force na!
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It's summer already! (not really, not yet..but in my heart of heart of hearts..it's already summer) I wanna go to the beach! Beach! Beach! Beach! Beach!

sana matuloy yung Sagada. or Bolinao.

at kung kasama siya re-reypin ko na siya!!!

mwahahahahahahahahaha

dream journal ne

this is turning out to be my dream journal...

compared to my last post re: a nightmare...last night's dream was so good that I need to write about it so I would never forget it.

Last night I dreamed that HE came home and was trying to patch things up with me. the end.

Well, a dream is a dream. It's not real. (haha hanggang panaginip na lang talaga ako!)

But, whenever I experience deja vu, I am quite sure that I have dreamed of that scene before.

So dreams MAY come true.

A dream is a dream. We aspire for it to come true but we never know if it will or not.

It's just a dream.

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I am so terribly pissed off at my officemate right now.

His wallpaper is the cartoon of the prophet Muhammad that caused many riots around the world.
Why? Why is he exploiting an issue which he doesn't understand?
Why is he stupid? This just reaffirms my unexplained hate toward him.. Now I can explain why I hate him so.

Does he do it to look cool??? utter BS.
he isn't directly affected by it, he isn't a Muslim. Would he want the same thing done to his God?

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!! Nakakakulo ng DUGO!!!!!!!

carmina catacutan<-- i dunno how this became the title

last night, i had the most terrifying dream i've ever had since i don't remember when.... (heehee)

I was in a van, I think it was Brownie, our old Toyota town ace. The van was packed, with soldiers sitting at the back. We were going to Batangas ( I don't know how I knew, I just knew), and there were hills and mountains on either side of the road. Then dynamites started blowing up. I think it was our work, or of the soldiers in the van with us. Seemingly content with what happened, the soldiers slacked off (umaandar pa rin ang van). Suddenly, people started coming out of the mountains. Pinagbabaril nila kami. The van started moving faster (with Mama Peng and Mommy Son...weird...); we were "running" for dear life. Then the shooting stopped. We arrived at a gas station for fuel and the girls got down to use the bathroom. While in the bathroom, we found ourselves the target of shooting once again. We ran to that van while dodging bullets.... GISING!!!!

that was the dream. Why was it so scary?! because in the dream I felt so helpless. I didn't know whhat to do and I knew that any minute my life could end there. My life lay on the hands of the person/people whose fingers are on the trigger of their M-16s. When I woke up my heart was beating so fast. I thought of the soldiers who put their life on the line, with an unsure future.