delusional [?]
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sounds of the summer
"I don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times,
Don't need anything anyone's giving,
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking." - Don't Need the Sunshine, Catatonia
donya quixote
- Proud to be Pinay.
- Born once upon a time in the late January 1988.
- Hails from the highlands; Baguio City.
- She dorms.
- Getting
hazedtrained for life at the School of Economics at the University of the Philippines, Diliman. - Member of the UP Campus Crusade for Christ and UP Economics Society.
- Just a little bit crazy.
- Doesn't want to kiss frogs; faithful to her Dulcine[o]. [NBSB PRIDE!]
- Extremely socially inept - uncomfortable with the idea of meeting new people. Would rather curl up with a nice book than go out clubbing.
- Loyal to the friends she already has. Cause they're great. [Most of the time. Hehe.] ;)
- Usually highly opinionated when it comes to music/film/other media, but her lack of social awareness is disgusting.
- A fool for Jesus Christ.
- Here's her multiply, friendster, and email. [Has myspace, but it's as good as dead. Still contemplating on whether or not she should resurrect it.]
reader log
the past
Symphony in the Key of C-minor
Tikim ng Kalayaan
The Aftertaste v1.0
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
Credits
Art: DQ + some brushes from... all over the place.
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I need you to knowGah, I'm in one of my gloomy moods again. I just want to keep to myself and feel sorry for myself. But I realized [once upon a time] that my gloomy moods were just the results of a little voice whispering lies into my head. So I try to ignore these moods, and I do try my best to pretend like they don't exist. But the pain is so real, and now I've come to think that maybe not all of these feelings are based on lies [for one thing, this could be just my raging hormones talking - he he].
I'm not through the night
Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light
I need you to know
That we'll be okay
Together we can make it through another day
- Courage by Superchic[k]
But whatever. I don't get why I even have to try to explain every single one of my emotions.
I'm not going all emo on you guys, don't worry. Hindi bagay. Not my style.
So before I go into an embarrassing whining session on my blog, I'm going to stop myself here. Sorry for the too-short post.
Oh, and my economics exam wasn't bad. But I have no idea how I did. Come what may. Bring it on, world.
Labels: too short, warning: sentiments ahead