It was drizzling profusely outside. The saturated smoke bubbles were bursting with sympathy, washing away the soiled and destitute state of humanity, washing away the words that clamped every vessel of strength, washing away the sins.

The past three days seemed to pass by like clouds stirred by the wind. And after much gasping for breath, I feel a glow ebbing from within. I feel thankful for the little happiness in my life. I feel thankful for the chance of seeing someone again and smiling back without any ire. I feel thankful for not losing patience even when it is tried with so much naivete. I feel thankful for the feeling of being taken cared of. I feel thankful for my friends. I feel thankful that I'm alive.

Advent Child: Thank you for braving the coal and smoke during my barbecue party, for not waking me up when I needed to sleep and for entertaining my guests when I pranced happily to dreamscape.

Ginno: Thanks for driving my guests to the jungle and back. Thank you for always asking.

Kindred: No words need be uttered. You know me.

Jan: Thank you for that quiet conversation. I will truly cherish it.

Chiqui: Thank you for the consoling hug. It gives me warmth, even now.

Flaming Bullet: Thank you for being the early bird and waking us up.

Arch: Thank you for not disappointing me.

Lee: Your silence is appreciated.

Gay, Jing, Myls: I appreciate the effort.

Pygmalion: Galatea sends you a mental note: Presence is not confined to the physical. She thanks you for listening.

Come in,
I've been expecting you,
There's a knock on the door,
And love walks through.

It lights the fire,
Smiles,
Smiled,
As though love,
Was going to stay awhile.

But love is restless,
Love's a flirt.
Love has places to go,
And people to hurt.

And so,
Here's a shovel to smolder the flame.
Tomorrow,
You'll barely remember my name.

And I'll try to forget you,
My dearest one,
As a person tries to
Forget the sun.

For love holds no purpose,
Love holds no charms,
Since I beheld you,
Deep in my arms.

~Winter Dark

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Here I am again. Reminiscing. Pining for the moon. Yearning for inspirations and taste for adventure. I miss kicking off my shoes to frolick in the mud. I miss having no cares at all. But this is now. This is me choosing my current state.

And so, here I am. Contemplating. Wanting everyone to be happy (although that would be an impossible feat).

My doppelganger was calling me earlier. He's stuck in Boracay. Longing for twilight. I feel helpless walking on these grounds, not being able to do anything about Advent's state. My poor, poor doppelganger. Hurry, home! I'll be waiting for you.

Gay was talking. She didn't like the little goat-god playing his pipes in Psyche's streams. So who do you really like for Psyche, dear friend? It seems like everyone is pitching different things and she who's asking for silence has finally drowned out the echos that resonate across the deep blue. She has gone deaf to every secret calling. Mahal kita, sis. One day, you'll understand.

May sweldo na! So, anong balak ko? Hmmm.

Is it that obvious that I don't have much to say? Enumerate na lang natin lahat ng nangyari sa akin for the whole day...

• went to ps to file my shift bid - Ultra weirdness, dahil may mamang biglang lumapit at nagsabing, "From what company"? Err, not from yours?! Buti na lang. At syempre, olats nanaman ang schedule ko. Morning shift na ang lola mo! My pocket's ready to be emptied! Kaya!
• tumambay ng konti - nakipagkulitan kay Gay at Orange (na dating Aisa pero Orange na ngayon, salamat kay Charlie Ü).
• kumain
• nanood kung paano maka-KO sa pamamagitan ng pagsiko at pagtadyak
• tumoma
• natulog
• na-late ng 52 minutes - salamat kay Jodon. Hahaha!
• naglog-in
• tumawa at natuwa - sa dreads ni Ivan (walang brip!)
• pinilit pero hindi makapang-braso
• nakipagkulitan at nag-lunch - kasama si January at Dennis (ang TM na maysa-Usher. Hehehe!)
• nalungkot - dahil naalala si Becky.
• na-high - sa 1.5 L na coke ni Jinggay
• walang magawa - kaya nagblo-blog

Currently Listening To:
Wag na Wag Mong Sasabihin

                    

I found myself listening to pleasant music. It pulled me towards reminiscing about quiet moments, it was caffeine for the weary mind,it comforted my soul. The melody of every ivory key, the twang of every acoustic string, the low pitch resonating from somewhere distant was new to me again.

I felt an indescribable warmth emanating from within. I was humming. I was bursting into little songs. I'm happy again! Thank you for making me smile, fair deity.

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Goodbye, pale luna. I will be alee in three full moons; in an escapade, aloft Apollo's burning chariot.

It's official! It's morning shift for this nocturnal princess. I could hear silver pennies dropping to the ground as the raging boreas carries me to my next destination.

At last! An adventure!

                 

Just when you thought that every piece of the puzzle has fallen into place, a titan comes hopping along to trudge his way across the panorama.

I didn't know what to say. I just felt the burning liquid being held back as I pushed my way towards the little girl's room. Chiqui was kind enough to give me that much needed embrace. I felt mixed emotions engulfing me like a vortex -- sadness, ire, misery. I felt myself being sucked in.

And now, I am alone again. Alone to contemplate this destitute state. "I have everything, and yet I have nothing," words so bruised of usage, but never a cliche'.

The sun has set and its last ray peeps from a topaz cloud, to bid farewell to the imps. The burning orb gently descends and asks the sky a favor -- kiss the earth goodnight. Make me feel that I am not alone in this ordeal.

The sky smiles, with a heavy heart. The robust cumuli above is threatening to burst, to weep for the sun's parting.

We'll see, my dearest. But for now, rest your weary mind.

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ANG GAGALING NYO KASI! Not because you're into pleasing the gods all the time, other people should not receive what's due, you self-righteous itch! Oo na, ikaw na ang magaling!

God! Who doesn't love the politics?! It's an intolerable pleasure. You love hating it. It's so addicting!