nothing feels good
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Like you in red & blue jeans and your white and night things.

Saturday, May 31, 2003
By golly, time does fly pretty fast. If I hadn't checked, I wouldn't have known this blog has been in existence for three months already. June's beginning tomorrow, too. The year 2003 has reached the end of it's first half.

Man, putting on The Jealous Sound to my mp3 player suddenly shifts my mood. Well, of course, it ought to. It's so different from the swinging music of the 30s and 40s that I've been playing lately. Funny how music does things like that.

Another funny thing. There's a boy from LSGH in my block. He says he somewhat recognizes me from somewhere. And he thinks it's because I'm from Poveda. I didn't tell him he looked familiar too. I was busy wondering if I did also see him in La Salle once.

Funny how those sort of things happen.

I wonder what my God-given talent is.

posted by introvert at 6:01:59 PM
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Friday, May 16, 2003
I want to learn how to play the piano. Yeah, you heard me right. The piano.

When I was a kid, my mom made us take piano lessons. My cousins next door had the piano, and the teacher would come and teach us one by one. But we didn't have a steady teacher. They always never came back after a couple of lessons. And so we stopped, eventually.

Now, after recently having fallen in love with the musicals and rediscovering the recorder months after I took it up in school, I regret not continuing my piano lessons. With the piano, I can learn how to play my favorite early Broadway songs and relive the days when sheet music was popular (hehe). The recorder had been fun, but one can do more with the piano.

It's sad that this interest only sparked now, just when school is about to begin. I should have started when I had all the time. Well, it could never be too late. Although it is still just hoping that I go through with this. Besides, I've never wanted to play an instrument this much before. I have wanted to learn different things, but not this much. It could mean something. Haha.. as if.

But hey, I really do.

posted by introvert at 10:42:50 PM
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Thursday, May 08, 2003
So. Went to DLSU today to enroll. Left home 12:20 pm. Arrived at DLSU 12:55 (unusually quick). Finished by 5:00 pm. It took the whole fucking afternoon. We had a snack after the whole tiring process. So when we got back home, it was around 7:00 already. What a day.

I met some kids there in La Salle. One was my sister's batchmate from High School. She was a student council officer, and was really nice. She told me some stuff about the school, like how the shifting process goes and about the PE classes and the two-day orientation the week after next. And lining up for the medical exam, this girl from Seton talked to me after laughs about the funny guy giving out the forms to fill out and even shook my hand. It was the first time I experienced what I expected -- hesitating to say I'm from Poveda when she asked me where my high school was. It was also the first time I introduced myself to a school mate as Rica.

Going around the school and meeting those people made me less scared for the first day of school, which is actually the orientation. And maybe the fact that someone I know from high school who isn't too bad is in the same block section as I am. It's suddenly all going too fast, though. Of course it is, I didn't do much with my summer and in reality school starts in three weeks. The days are slipping by.


posted by introvert at 10:43:36 PM
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Monday, May 05, 2003
Quotes galore:

"I found that what I had desired all my life was not to live
- if what others are doing is called living - but to express myself.

I realized that I had never the least interest in living, but
only in this which I am doing now, something which is parallel to life,
of it at the same time, and beyond it.

What is true interests me scarcely at all, nor even what is real; only
that interests me which I imagine to be, that which I had stifled
every day in order to live.

Whether I die today or tomorrow is of no importance to me,
never has been, but that today even, after years of effort, I cannot
say what I think and feel --- that bothers me, that rankles."

-Henry Miller

"When there's so much beauty in the world, sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life."
--Lester Burnham (Kevin Spacey), American Beauty

"Any life is made up of a single moment - the moment in which a man finds out, once and for all, who he is."
-Jorge Luis Borges

"You cannot discover new oceans, unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore."
-Andre Gide

posted by introvert at 10:19:17 PM
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