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| Friday, February 17, 2006 |
   "i guess this what loneliness means in its truest essence. that eventhough ur amidst happy faces. it still feels like ur locked in an empty room alone. that even if you scream at the top of ur lungs no one can hear u. no one can understand :( and u realize that they go on with their own lives without them knowing that im cryin desperately for help :( for the most painful tear doesnt fall in the eye. it flows endlessly in the heart. :( " Marco Lopez III klouise danced at 10:12 PM |
| Friday, January 06, 2006 |
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Happy New Year! It seemed like a year since i havent made an entry here. So much has happened in the 365 days that just passed and it felt like ive spent 300 days of heartaches, 60 days of frustrations and five days of great joy. Perhaps the monkey did not really like me. That is, if astrology was truly real. Good thing i never bothered to document the painful events. I have managed to become a fuguist. I wonder what this year will bring. For sure piles of paper works will be waiting on my table and our ever meticulous regional director will finally hang me for being tardy all the time :) shhh.. she doesnt know that. She is just working so hard and shes squeezing us to give all we have for the agency.... in service to humanity.... waaah! i dont want to be an old maid. I am already living a solitary life and i dont intend to keep it like that forever. I hope the queen of hearts will be kinder this time. After a series of virtual relationships, my heart is already partly damaged :) Maybe this year i shall try something real. But first.... Who can befriend a pitbull? klouise danced at 7:59 PM |
| Monday, October 31, 2005 |
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Goner It's halloweeen. My life is flashing in my mind and the memories are haunting me again. Everyone is out to a party while i remain placid in my room as if im floating in the water, unmindful of what's happening around me. Every one is unreachable. Where are my friends when i need them? They cant hear my voice or see my hand. If there is a Handyman nearby where i could purchase what i need. But there is none and no one can obviously hear when i cant also speak. I cant let them see my frailties. They are too busy. They wouldnt understand. I thought i am caloused. I thought im already strong. Yet i am broken and i should talk to my Creator before i become a goner. klouise danced at 7:49 PM |
| Wednesday, August 31, 2005 |
 Crossroad What a great feeling to be with my bestfriend once again after such a long time of plowing our own fields. Although we meet and talk once in awhile but not as we have really opened up our anxieties during dinner this evening. I thought she has turned into a materialistic, money-driven ogre from a lowly and optimistic person that i have known her to be. But she's back! Thanks to Jinky who radiated her own life realization to her sister. I miss her. The old times... riding a bike in the narrow city streets, hiking, talking for hours... Thank God He made me human again. I shouldnt hide in my cocooon for too long. There are so many good things in the world to enjoy. Things that reflect God's glory. Together we dont look like bestfriends but like sisters. It will be fun with Mimi too. I havent crossed her path lately. klouise danced at 11:21 PM |
| Tuesday, August 30, 2005 |
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what happened to my blog? somethings wrong klouise danced at 12:43 PM |
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