Waiting, waiting...

I'm at ctc right now, waiting for Charmie to finish her article for Guidon. After that, we would be going to Gateway to watch a movie. I've been itching to watch a movie for the past week. It's seems such a long time since I've watched a movie, but I think it was only last week. Right? Or is my mind failing me?

I met him as I was walking towards ctc. Same hair, same eyes, same smile. And it was only recently that his name came up. Haha, now I wish I did sign up for that particular experiment. Hay. Oh well. You can't run from the past forever. Freak, ang labo. Never mind.

It's amazing how a weather such as this could elicit repressed thoughts.

We had a wonderful picnic for lunch today. Originally, the plan was to take out some food and bring it up to Charmie's apartment, where we would eat and sleep. The plan changed, however, when there was no parking space in front of Prince David. We disliked the idea of Marco walking back. So, going with the idea of Klart, we ate inside his car which was parked at the carpark of the communications department. Haha! It was fun. Four of them were squeezed at the back. Haha ^_^

I never wondered how one would feel when he or she is ignored. I can totally ignore a person and pretend that they don't exist. Literally. It is not an easy feat and sometimes, it's hard to do but the pride rises higher than anything else, and that makes up for it. Not that I've been ignored but it was something of that sort. More like a brush off. Being treated that way would increase my resentment more for that person, and I wouldn't like that to happen.

I wonder why the rain falls down. Where does it even come from? Is it really true that there is a transcendental being? I'm not questioning religion. It's true that it's socially constructed. People need to find a way to explain something that is abstract and something that they cannot find any piece of evidence. Ideas. Ideas are very influential even though they are very much abstract. Crazy ideas. Such as this.

It's a good thing that I didn't expect anything. In this way, I didn't get hurt. I mean, maybe it really is just a pigment of my imagination. I thought it could be something more, but in reality, there's none. Still, there's that question of why. An explanation of some kind is always needed. But I then realized that not everything has a reason or could be explained. :D

It's weird how sometimes we itch to speak our mind because before we haven't really done so but the minute it's done, the satisfied feeling that we are expecting doesn't come to light.

There's nothing but a simple compliment to bring a smile on my face. Maybe it be how I look or what I did. It affirms yourself that all is good. But more often than not, we receive compliments but seldom give it. That's the problem, especially in our society. Kuripot magsabi ng magaganda because we don't know what the intention is. That's the problem. As much as you want to believe what they say, there's always a doubt lingering. And you can't help but question the intention behind it.

Stop using my comment board as an advertisement!!!

It's still raining and Charmie's not yet done with her article. Tagal! Haha, joke. I do understand how difficult it is to find the right words to explain your idea. I'm hungry though. That two-piece chicken meal didn't satiate my hunger. It barely grazed it.

I'm currently feeling gloomy. Just like this weather. I remember having the same weather but at that time I was on this high cloud that didn't seem to disappear. I wonder where that is? I want to feel that same way again.

Dreading the week ahead. Really dreading it.

I left my umbrella outside. Hope nobody steals it.

Weird dreams and it only revolves on one thing. Hay. Why oh why? But it does hurt, a teensy weensy bit. Truthfully it does, and I don't want to admit it and yet here I am doing exactly that, that it does bother me, affects me...Blech. Nagdrama daw.

"Rain rain go away, come again another day."

Why is it that we hurt the ones we love? It's because we know that they would still stay by our side. Haha, I just remembered that line from the Sisterhood. It's true though. We constantly hurt the ones we are closed to because we know that they would never leave us, that they would still be there no matter what happens. I just hope that it's always the case.

Super random thoughts. I want to paint, now.

I feel distant, but I brought it upon myself. Do I want this? Here I am again, being undecided and all.

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We watched the Red Eye tonight! Phew! Scary! Not the horror kind of scariness but it was more realistic ^_^