its better to give than to receive
it feels better giving something to someone you know they want and need than me having the things i long to have. its a cool feeling. and the big screen too 
i can’t find my most favorite perfume. i know its 2 to 3 sprays away from being empty but whoever threw it is going to pay big time. LOL! joke.
i need it back so badly though 
easily distracted
it’s been a while that i haven’t put anything here, and so i thought i told my self to just put everything in multiply instead. well, what can i say? women.
today was a movie day. i think ive watched 3 or 4 movies today, errands in between and a whole lot of thinking. i have a lot of things to buy and settle and with all bravery, i wrote them all down as if i have all the money to buy and accomplish them. well atleast i have my plans already in my mind.
i love the company of gays, but now, they’re the most annoying set of people known to me, considering that they hinder my deep thoughts to flow at a constant rate because they’re too freaking drunk and noisy and that i can hear them more than i can hear my ipod songs.
so now i lost the momentum of writing a heartfelt piece. This then turns out to be a post of remorse. i lost my writing appetite. i think i’ll just read the book i’ve been starting to read since forever.
when anger subsides..
while i was at work, at the height of my disappointment, all i could think of is to go home and write a blog to let go of my rage.
right now, i don’t think im writing this because of anger. I just wanna write, as i always do.
i don’t think its necessary to write the whole details. i just don’t feel like it.
so here’s what i’ve learned: before you get mad, make sure you have the right reasons.
“Be ye angry, and sin not”
it’s a good thing i thought about that. to think that it was not just once that it happened to me. atleast I know im doing what I have to do, and what i’m doing is right.
Thank God.
empty brain, full tummy.
can’t think of anything to write.. my mind has been too couched lately while my digestive system is working twice as much as my brain does
i’ve got all that i need.. notebook, camera, broadband and few useful resources except for the wit to put them all together to make one good readable stuff.
i think i need fresher air, long drive and nature tripping to compose my writing spirit. aside from that one.. i’ll keep it to myself 
well, atleast im writing again. thats good by now.
