~ ~update... just not a good one.


I apologize. No excuses. Nada. Just got a tad lazy at first then disaster struck. Some financial issues which are quite a pain but I'll get through somehow. In turn, this may cost me my internet access for some days or even weeks to come. In any case, don't expect me to post like a madman. Though I do have a bit of good news. Upon my return, I'll immediately start with something I've been wanting to start for quite some time now. It involves one name: Juan Tadeo Rosales. No, I have not become gay. It's the name of one of the lead characters in the story which will be posted here in some time after my return from the abyss of internet-less poverty.

Yes, a story. Won't push through, you say? I hope not. I have more than a simple reason to finish this. So don't count on it.

In addition, may I refer you to Piraso for a story which would keep you more than entertained as some of you may be awaiting ( who knows ) my return.

So, adieu. Don't hold your breath. This one could take a while.


 

~ greed


Sometimes I wonder. What is it really that I want? I'm beginning to think that my 'greed' originates from the possible fact that I don't really know what it is I want and thus, want everything just to be sure. Or perhaps it's the insecurity that I don't want to end up with nothing. I don't really know. Human emotions and intentions can be such a puzzling thing. It can take so much effort for someone to understand himself.

To be a stranger to oneself. Such a dilemma can be a real drag. To have been doing things because people tell you to, then when no one tell you anything, you haven't clue on what you want to do. Being with limited time on this plane of existence, I panic and try to puzzle life together into something that isn't so bad. Sometimes forcing pieces into places they do not belong. Thus, possibly destroying the entire puzzle itself. When I realize this, I begin to fear destroying it and become very cautious of putting it together only to remember that time runs short.

A rather funny scenario, really. I just laugh at the fact I can't find my direction because of such a funny dilemma. Will I forever simply laugh at my predicament?

"I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;
A stage where every man must play a part,
And mine a sad one." - Antonio

"Let me play the fool." - Gratiano
And so shall I.

Sign Out.


 

~ another boring day


How stupid yet so typical of me. I forgot to go to the laundromat today. The only reason I remembered was because of Anna. I sent her a SMS message with a greeting. She responded by asking if I had just woken up or whether I had just come from the laundromat. That was when it occured to me that I should have gone to the laundromat. How embarrassing. I'm really thankful though that she actually reminds me of those things. I know I should be responsible enough, but I always seem to forget things so easily.

In any case, other than that, I was able to chat with one of the more interesting blogs which I like to read and comment on a usual basis. I just took a few minutes to make a comment on her blog.

Sheesh, today is terirbly boring. I think I could probably make endless posts about topics which would most likely bore a lot of you off your wits. Summer is supposed to be fun and a good rest from adacemics. Yeah, I appreciate the fact I have no school work to do... but at the price of all this boredom?!?! It almost spoils the very essence of summer. No one to talk to since everyone is gone. Nothing to play since I haven't a PS2 memory card and I can't really afford to spend a good fortune to buy one. Nothing to watch since TV is getting repetitive. No where to go since I'm on a small budget and almost everyone is on vacation.

I need a break. A real break where I can sit back and relax without a worry in the world and enjoy whatever I want to. Alas, it's free to dream. I think I've ranted long enough about boredom. I'll think of something better to post next time. Maybe a poem or two. I might even add a section for my poetry and infuse some connectivity between Blogspot and my account on Freewebs. Oh darn. I forgot. I still need to finish the website of Edward. I'm getting paid. Tch... I guess it's to the notepad for me.

Sign Out.


wing of the seraph

My name is Charles. I'm currently 19 and I was born on a chilly November night. Living alone in a dilapidated house. Has inherent emo traits. Needs cash. Wants to rule the world. Ambitious. Lazy. Needs a hug.


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