do we give up? why?

you know how people always say how they are afraid of doing stuff that's why they run away, lie to everyone and simply cry themselves out? everyone in this world are just so scared. and to be honest, who isn't? but you see, the thing with being scared is that you just can't do that forever. because if you do, you are wasting so much time scaring your ass off. pathetic.

living isn't about being scared or hiding or taking things too slow or just simply hanging in there. if the way of the world is either to be killed or kill, that's not the only way. and we don't actually have to do the way of the world to live. i can very much picture myself living the way life should be live, thank you very much. yet that's as far as it goes - i can picture myself as such but i just can't be as such. laugh at the irony. laugh at the hypocrisy.

you know, even if i am in no way of the position to disclose such thoughts, ideas of a gray-worn-out-of-time thingie making mmmbbllrrr mmmbbddrrll noises inside of my cracked head, i still would like people to know what's in it. even if at times it just gets caught up with me and i don't even want to know what's in it.

hopefully sometime we can take a picture of some of the things thatare going through in our heads and then we can have it developed and then we can have it framed then hung up on the wall just in front of our bed so that everytime we wake up we get reminded of it and we stop all the foolishness we have to deal ourselves with for every damn single day of our lives.

although..

how do we know when enough is enough? how do we even get to know we're doing something that's not right? we can't always say something is right and something is wrong. there is always a gray area. there always is and that will never get itself out. not if you're this drunken skank of a bitch, it won't.

i know, i know, i just stooped down to using cuss words to fill up the space for my lack of eloquence these days. i apologize. and i'm this freak of a green monster when i hear people, other writers, artists, poets, talk about their struggle to become accepted for who they are through what they write. i admire the struggle. 'coz like what i've told my sis COWren (karen, actually), i've long since given up on it.

but you see, it's not really over until you say it is. and i don't have a clue. i don't know. i just don't.

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for him.

The Guys' Rules
­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down Finally , the guys' side of the story.
(I must admit, it's pretty good.)
We always hear "the rules"
From the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side.
These are our rules!
Please note.. these are all numbered "1"
ON PURPOSE!

1. Men ARE not mind readers.

1. Learn to work the toilet seat.
You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.
We need it up, you need it down.
You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon
or the changing of the tides.
Let it be.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport.
And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want
Let us be clear on this one:
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!
Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That's what we do.
Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem . See a doctor.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.

1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.

1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.
Don't ask us

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one ..

1. You can either ask us to do something
Or tell us how you want it done.
Not both.
If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials

1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.
Peach, for example, is a fruit, not! A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will Be scratched.
We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.
We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine... Really.

1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation,
or golf.

1 You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!

1. Thank you for reading this.
Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;




-i found this while i was leafing through some of the blogs i found listed on my friend's links. and this is just so true, don't you think? we have to respect the guys too you know. it's not their fault they can't play mind games, are too engrossed in things we do not have an inkling to and they just can't help it if they do get fat at times. teehee.

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answers come in colors.

why is it i have such a lot of things i can come up with if stumped with life questions by myself? sigh. now i know why i have this newfound love of surveys. they require you answering random questions and you see something deeper than what it seems on the surface and perfect answers simply pop out of nowhere. but when you do need to answer questions of the same kind in person, you think, long and hard and you just can't seem to come up with answers. unbelievable.

i've tons of questions. and i don't always have the answers. i try to. then, i start to think too much. then i keep all the answers with me. then i forget to tell anyone anything. then all the answers i discovered are locked in me. until such time though that i dig deep and deep..and maybe a little deeper still.

wish all the answers just came crashing down your way everytime you needed them to. or that you could just buy this software where you can just download all those answers. or you simply close your eyes and then everything would just come to you.

...

then again, where does that leave us? where do we go from there? it's not always the case where you could just separate the good and the bad, the right and the wrong. there's still that gray area somewhere.

it so sucks to get stuck in that gray area.







answers come in different colors. gray is an existing color. so good luck.

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*superGIRL and starGIRL unite

haha. yeti and i have been IMing each other since we've opened our pcs. i guess we've been at this for more than an hour ago. teehee. from mission odyssey up til homeboy* which is almost finished. ^^

syndrynx_teyam: hndi ko nga alam kung sa ue ko pa gusto mag aral
loreen:
sydrynx_teyam: eh panu nga yung balkanace pa natin
loreen: balkanace?
sydrynx_teyam: balance
sydrynx_teyam: ahahhaha
sydrynx_teyam: parang iba na banag word?
loreen: oo hahahaha
loreen: balkanace ang puchik
loreen: hahahahaha
sydrynx_teyam: hehehhe

at yan ang pagiimbento namen ng mga salita. bow.








*im not actually watching the tv. i could just hear it's incessant gushing.

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gmail help!

i just had my blogger account changed to the "new blogger" thingie and i had to sign up for a gmail account and i just had and i am so stupid. i do not know how to access my mail. sigh. can anybody help me with this?

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