hala... where did i get that shalala thing? i am bowsing blogs. bloghopping ba tawag dun? ewan. i just wanted to occupy myself and have something to do. i wanted to write something. because when i am writing i feel like i am alive. ...uhm, well, yeah, i don't feel like i am alive most of the time. parang frozen ang mundo ko. parang ewan. still shots. yeah, i guess that's the word. walang buhay. or maybe i am just missing out on a lot of things. wah... here i go again. ranting of what might have beens. choices and decisions that i took or should have not taken. regrets? nah! i don't want to call it that. but i often wonder, am i in denial of things that's happening in my life? am i in denial of what i am feeling at the moment? writing stuffs makes me feel that i am truly and really alive. when i write things parang it is an affiramation. a confirmation. a confession. parang what natoy wrote in his friendster shout: if you don't write it, it never happens. when i wrote about things that happened there's evidence that it really does. that is why, when i write, there's evidence that i exist, right? so, that makes me alive? right?
...nonsense rants.
**sigh**
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