flowers lang...

wadapak naman nga talaga kasi...

mwahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhaha


bow.

nuninuni

*sabog-sabog na utak*

lakas kong kumain lately. lakas din antukin. nagtataka pa ko na tumataba ako?

more than 14 hours-a-day-work sucks. dali ko ng mapagod o sadyang nakaka-stress lang mga kausap ko? signs of aging?

subalit kailangan ng magtigil sa mga kalokohan at pang-aabuso sa katawan sapagkat sa panahon ngayon, bawal magkasakit! (di ako shareholder ng clusivol)

dami kong pimples. sobrang nakakainis na. dami pang pimple-scars. gggrrrrr... ano ba kayo??? tantanan nyo na ko please!!!

ang haba na ng hair ko, literally at figuratively. what to do? what to do? what to do when there's really nothing to do. haha!

i want peace of mind. bakit ba napaka-aktib mo lang brain? pakain kita sa zombie eh!

bakit ba kasi consitent na inconsistent ako? kalorkey. kakapagod. amf.

bakit naman din kasi ang dami kong tanong? adik pala ako e no?

segue --> pag naririnig ko ang salitang "why", lagi kong naalala ang linya ni Agent Smith sa The Matrix Revolutions. bakit ba? di ko rin alam:

Why, Mr. Anderson? Why do you do it? Why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. The temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself. Although, only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson, Why? Why do you persist?

daming tanong. simple lang naman sagot ni Neo -->

because i choose too

ano ba kasing problema ko ngayon? bat di pa ko matulog? why? why? why?

gulo ko.

migraine.

bow.