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sick and tired of being sick and tired...
Monday, March 26, 2007

Hi. It's me. My account has been inactive for so long except for occasional posts for compliance's sake. I want to pour out everything, the essence of being me. A lot of things are happening right now. Oftentimes I feel like I'm looking at the world from the outside. Oftentimes I wonder am I even part of all these? The world is so noisy and so fast. Please stop it. I want to get off. I want to stay still.

I feel so stretched and constricted. I've been used and abused. Everything seems mundane. Where's the spark? Where's the thrill? Day in and day out, I do the same things. If I fail to do one thing, somebody's bound to get mad or worse. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of being strong but I have no choice because if I stop being that, then I stop being me.

I may be a warrior, but warriors need to rest, too. Just for a moment, please let me escape. I want to feel total freedom and abandonment. I want to be anonymous. I want to flee. I want to be free. I don't want to keep up these fronts. I'm tired of playing roles just to please everybody. Just for a moment, may I be selfish? May I focus on just being me? May I take care of myself first? May I crush this facade and take off these yards of brocade?

I'm not even talking about work here. Work, although neccesary, is the least of my concerns. I'm talking about my well being. Can somebody relate? Can somebody tell me what to do? Give me direction?

I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired. That's why I am taking steps to make things better. Cut the melodrama and crap, I'm taking things in my hands. I've neglected myself for so long, it's about time I do something about it.

Pardon the incoherent ramblings. I just want to scream. I want to get away from it all...

Nobody understands... This is a trap. Stop the world. I'm getting off...

The Princess has spoken 1:36 PM
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My love...
Friday, March 16, 2007

Today's your day... Thank you for the gift of life and memories... For roots and wings... For eternity...

Happy Araw ng Davao!

The Princess has spoken 5:32 PM
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YOU FREAK!
Monday, March 12, 2007

Hey you! Yes you... you had the guts to steal my url.. Kilala kita... I'm so gonna bring you down. Don't worry. It won't be soon. After all, you are just a mere pawn. I might not even acknowledge your participation in this whole mess. Sayang lang siguro effort ko kasi you are nothing... I will be redeemed, itaga mo yan sa bato... Karma is just around the corner...

The Princess has spoken 9:25 AM
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Princess of Disguise

*I'm 26 years old, turning 27, but I don't look like it.

*A reluctant artist and photographer.

*I love my name! But if I were to choose another, I'd pick Lakambini, Surya,Shiva, or Vishnu.

*I'm someone you probably know, or probably not.

*I'm not afraid to speak my mind.

*This blog is a hodgepodge of my thoughts, ideas, things that happened, things that are happening and things that have yet to happen.

*Bear with me, I'm a walking contradiction.

*Permit me to use pseudonyms to protect the guilty. Hehehe.

*No matter what, I'm still very much inlove with life...

unmask them
  • Jazzie: my friend since kinder, a frustrated CSI agent, a Big Brother Housemate shoo-in, one slammin' person.

  • Ien: my friend since nursery, artiste extraordinaire.

  • The Rock: he's a real person, not my imaginary friend

  • Baby Gael's Letters: written by a very beautiful and loving wife and mom

  • Zahflo: one helluva strong momma. So fight!

  • Pinay Solo Ops: A wife and mom's way of life. Very inspiring.

  • Because I Love You: inspire and be inspired

  • Jeff: he set her free, but she came back

  • Postsecret: ssshhhh!

  • Bisaya Bloggers: Certified Bisdak and proud of it!

    these words are my own...

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    namaste...
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