it's all in your mind... contempt-orary mythology...



Reason—it is no more reliable tool than instinct, myth or dream.

But it has the potential to be far more dangerous, for us.

Reason—is a flawed tool at best.

But certain conclusions become inescapable...




Wednesday, January 23, 2008
start of the new dawn

hmm.. medyo mahaba ang lecture about diagnostic virology kanina. tapos biglang HIV/AIDS lecture.
toxic. nakakapagod.
tapos kung anu-anong genetic disorders sa patho. buti na alng wala kaming pasok bukas.
after ng classes, practice na agad for sayaw manila. medyo nafrufrustrate ako kasi parang hindi ko nagagawa ng tama yung mga steps. hai..wala sa focus...!
paano ba naman, may exam kami sa nutrition-lab sa thurs!
at sa malamang sa malamang lang, super memorization na naman yun. nakakapiga pa ng utak.
ito pa.
student council thing na naman.
hay. ang gulo. ang dami ko kasing iniisip.
ang tagal ko tuloy makapagdesisyon. hindi ko alam kung yung mga taong gusto ko sanang makasama ko sa party ay available pa.
ang konti lang namin. hindi ko alam kung magkakaroon ng awkwardness between us. hay. kasi sa kakaunting tao sa batch, 46, kapag tumakbo ako, ay magkakaroon ng dalawang party. sa isang party, mga 6 na incoming 4th yr na un.
hai. tapos mga kaibigan ko pa.
ang weird lang.
pero di ko alam.
ang alam ko lang, ang sabi ko sa sarili ko, tatakbo ako kung mananalo kami sa lantern parade ng 1st prize. pag other place, hindi na ako tatakbo, at any cost. pero nanalo nga kami. ngayon, ang laki ng dilemma ko.
hay.

growing pains siguro ang tawag dito.
mas maraming nangyayari. ang bibilis.

sana mamaya. ok na ang lahat.
pero parang malayo yung mangyari.
putik. the fear of rejection. the fear of being embarassed. the fear of being under the scrutiny of many critiques' eyes.

ewan ko. i need to take a stand.
and i think, all leaders stood. i think, it is my time now.

(last statements, wag masiyadong intindihin. ang gulo lang. hehe! have a nice day!)

Posted at 02:07 am by arkantos

 

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Mark Austine Fabian Gawaran.
Schools: from Manila Science High School to University of the Philippines-Manila
Birthday: March 25

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Outside of my Comfort Zone

janis (gilagid)

    lenlen (juday monay)

    robert (boyband)

    mimah (silent)

    bench (abused worker)

    coy (koiapiks)

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How do I love thee? Let me reckon them

I love you like a tree that needs a stem

Like a puppy that necessitates its mother’s milk

Nourishes and fosters my life in every ilk

 

My love for thee is incessant and interminable

Outstrips the murmuration of starlings that at times fall

Akin to the much of the sand in the coast of Cannes

The same rapture satiates the spirit of that of man’s

 

I love thee in every rim He made you

The wit and lure; the zeal and apathy; the things you do

Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, Demeter and Hestia

Availeth! Nothing compares to my inamorata!

 

I thou need thee for I love thee

Not that I love thee because I thou need thee

And that such I love thee liberally, wholly, boundlessly

And that I love thee not of anything but of love itself

 

I love thee that I never doubt of it

I love thee and it’s stronger than Death

I love thee and not alters when it alteration finds

I love thee and has no remedy but to love thee more

 

I love thee that my saved-up wishes start to come out

I love thee and madness it may seem

I love thee so rich that which submits to the arbitration of time

I love thee for I love thee and it is

 

[i notice that many people post some lyrics in their blogs but i want to be unique that's why i      post my poem here.]

[...and i wrote this when i was in my third year in high school. it is for a project...]






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