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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

i do know for a fact that im not the most inspiring/inspired person around. but the inadequacies its killing me.

vday and cny has its merry and unmerry times.
the problem is that, the emotions and all are a tad too drastic for me to take.
anyways, with all thats happened recently, i just cant help but fall into bolts of thought.
the good things and the bad just cluttered altogether.
it's just, many times and things for that matter, have been thought well and long. but its obvious that the ego in question, is thrown away.

and i just have the feeling im gonna die this semester.

maybe timbre's become the new solace.
maybe my insecurities are acting a tad too often that the guitar is no longer enough to fill up the gaps.
maybe my swings from positivity to negativity are too drastic it daunts me.
the issue here is, things are bad. its evident. but i dont feel as bad.
its not that i no longer care, or that it no longer bothers me.
i mean, come on man, who am i kidding?
maybe its just that long process that is slowly eating me away.
maybe ive matured and understood, but refuse to accept.
maybe. its just something id rather not forget. all of it. the happy times and the pain.
and maybe i am actually able to live with it. all of it.

but maybe. it only applies to me. and im the only one ranting abt all this.
that must mean im pathetic. but seriously, who gives.

time flies. and days are down 4.
if nothing's the way its gonna go, then seriously, fml.

and i learned one thing.
Fate doesnt decide all the time, we get to choose too.
and his choice was the dead end.

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