I feel afraid
Was it something I said
Was it the way I moved
Walking on the dunes
Alone and so confused

To sail away
It is my decision
To sail away
Cold and bitter
To the fray
Sailing on my own
This time

Drifting pass
I want to break that hourglass
And turn back to the time
I said things that were so sublime
Yet so bad in taste
I load a gun just in case

I hate the way
I move, and talk, and sway
Swaying through the waters of
Life itself
Remembering that fateful day
I said things that were short of honesty
Short of joy and short of glee

Burying
Those bitter memories I loathe and revile
Burying them six feet down
Looking at the sky and say
Was there a time I gave a smile
That fateful day
Distancing from close friends
Is this the beginning
Or is this the end?

Locked away
I bid farewell to that chest of dreams
Of bitter dreams and evil schemes
My mind is blank
And filled with thoughts of senseless acts
If there's one way to lose everything
I'd pick the part where the funeral bells ring

Bidding goodbye
From the fears and awful times
Times I hate where my friends had cried
Because of unsound moments and atrocities

Apologize
The only way out from here
From rational thoughts
That are unclear
And meaningless in taste

Revelry
The only thing I want to be
Is a withering maple tree
Waiting for the fall of leaves
Life is just a heap of leaves
Blown away by hostile winds
Never to be picked up again

Cold and numb
My soul is just cold and numb
Falling away from this cold, hard breeze
Life comes around in a sneeze

(Sorry for the way I acted. Sorry if I hurt anyone. Emotionally. Unintentionally.)

Back

So I was on hiatus for about a week. I miss logging in to my Facebook account. I felt so primitive without an Internet connection. Anyways, I'm back. Still kicking and keeping it surreal, if you will. But I just realized that I need to create at least six posts in this blog for the month of June to compensate and meet "my required quota". So that means I should write in a non-stop manner and at least make blog posts that actually have important and significant content.

Time, time, frggin' time.

So, my classes start tomorrow, so is my first take as a sophomore. I am as eager as a child salivating for a lollipop. I just can't shrug off the thought that time can be so hasty now that I'm in college. It's as if I just finished my Math 26 exam last Friday. Life is moving incredibly fast, and I don't know if I'm the only guy who notices that. Anything can change with a blink of an eye, and I'm saying it in a metaphorical way because time is starting to move in very unexpected ways. Unexpected because I was caught off guard when I realized that June was coming. Much to my disappointment, and with a little piece of eagerness in me, I let it slip away and tried to embrace the very thought of it.

As far as it goes, time can be somewhat burdensome to people like me who just want to take things in slow, semi-serious pace. But I am satisfied right now because I am spared from summer idleness. Now that I am well oiled and my mind is hungry, yet again, for learning, I can fully say that, although time may grab me by the neck unexpectedly, I have got to live with it and ride it smoothly like a wave.

Kicking Back.

I need some time to kick back, relax and think while I'm at it. Plan my strategy for my up and coming life as a sophomore. I'm a bit nervous because I don't really have an idea on what is in store for me in the coming days. So, it's best and obviously the most practical way if I could just concentrate 60% of my total functions as a living organism on my studies. That way, academic dominance will just be as easy as taking a walk in the park.

For now, I'm enjoying the soft sounds of French Jazz music on the net. What better way to relax before the start of school than an afternoon of emotional intimacy with Carla Bruni? Helps me think effectively every time I listen to her voice. Sach le bleu! Je suis amoreux!

A New Start

So, June is already here. We all know what that means. It is simply the time where all of us escape from summer idleness and head back to school and burn our brain cells for another academic year. After almost three months, school is coming back around the corner, with whatever it has in store for us; let it be a prosperous and cooperative year with excellent grades, or just another, usual academic year with crappy, vomit-inducing, gut-churning marks.

For me, going back to school isn't always about the grades. It's all about embracing the Philippine educational system. Well, apart from that, since I don't know much about the political side of academia, I am very eager for another year I am going to spend with my college homies. It is true that I miss school for that simple reason. It's been long since I've seen my buddies, so there's a kind of heart warming feeling around me every time I come around that thought.

So, next week, my classes will start. I'll be burning more brain cells than I've burned before because I think that my grades need a boost, lest they need a miracle. Aside from that, I think I need a good start. I promised myself to become more proactive. That means I need to contribute my drawings to the student publication and start attending seminars and events.

That is all I need for this year.