| and i plan to not look back |
the smith's music fills my tiny studio-type apartment as i type this blog entry. i feel a little better than i did yesterday. God has his ways.
what was supposed to be a foodie-search last night turned out to be a beer-drinking spree! Redhorse mucho without ice! it tasted bad but what the hell, right? Gresh texted and said she's depressed and wants to drink. and so was I. so off we went to Mike's place. We jammed with the gay men. Sometimes i do appreciate gay men. When i got home, i had a chat with the friend whom I invited yesterday and he said he will not do It again. i felt a little disappointment but when I woke up I realized that this must be God's work. I don't know what lesson he is teaching me but I know in time I will realize that. I dreamed that my mom's room was about to catch fire. over-heated A/C. i had to wake myself up forcefully from that dream. It scares me to death.
right now all i plan to do is actively blog. i want to write. write and write and write. and write. i feel normal when i write. i get to straighten my head up. and i plan to not look back. i will never get hurt unless i let them. |
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Name: the chain-smoking loser
Home: cainta, rizal, Philippines
Moi!: i'm uhhh.. chain smoking loser
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