A Child's Wit






Blurred and Complicated.


You owe me one shit of respect.

Anong pipiliin mo: yung maraming pantay-pantay yung halaga o yung isang mas higit ang halaga?

Naisip ko lang. Like, life is sometimes a matter of choice of what really matters the most. Ikaw, anong pipiliin mo?

I’m watching Miriam Defensor-Santiago’s verdict on CJ Corona’s impeachment trial and…

wala, naisip ko lang… porket na-convict si Corona, may justice na agad? I mean, I don’t know. Aren’t the senators just protecting their political careers or whatever?

Ang daming laman ng drafts ko, isa na to. Actually ako lang nagsabi nyan, kemeng Anonymous lang. Ayoko siyang i-publish, e. Pag sa drafts kasi ang dali lang magscroll, unlike sa blog ang hirap hanapin.

Then: I was vocal. I cry easily, I say Iloveyou often, I immediately say sorry, I was too expressive. I was open about everything I feel. No matter how complicated explaining my true feelings were, I would still share. But one thing: I was afraid of bidding HI’s and HELLO’s the same way I never knew how to easily say GOODBYE. I was too reserved but outspoken at the same time.

Just Few Months Ago: I always greet with HI’s and HELLO’s, I want to be friends with everyone. But the thing is, I may be loud, but the real feelings and emotions hide within. Iloveyou and sorry can’t slip out my mouth way too comfortably. I tend to fake a smile, no matter how painful it is. Fear is in me. Fear of the people’s eyes staring at every move and hearing every word.

NOW: A combination of both. Boom.

Pareho lang yung magkunwaring kang walang nangyari at ang katotohanang masakit talaga para sayo yung mga nangyayari. Same shit lang.

Yung una, dine-deny mo lang sa sarili mo pero the more you try to ignore it, the more it’ll haunt you… sabi nga nila, you start believing lies just to make the pain bearable. Yung pangalawa, masakit nga, lalo na, yun yung katotohanan… hindi siya naayon sa kagustuhan mo that’s why most of the time, you whine over it.