Another night of self pity.
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I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
I am me.
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Sunday, August 17, 2008, 1:44 PM
I am going through this magical phase of life -Guys approaching me. In the state of having extra pounds everywhere, wearing the most unflattering clothes and doing the most common things (attending tutorials), I have men asking for my number or implied that I should call them. How ridiculous?!Is flattering and at the same time, nerve wreaking.
ME?! U SURE?! OMG!
Those are the exact words that scream in my head at THAT moment.
Elated. Not the fact that I was asked but more to the fact on how I reacted. Jason took me off guard, though I was shaky and dork-ish (awkward), I am happy. The man who surplus all the criteria I used to have. How cute? Tutorial and studying together in the library.Immensely overwhelmed.
Marc was on familiar turf and a familiar face. Seen him before at work and we do exchange smiles. All friendly and everything, is almost impossible to ignore him. Was helping von to get pple to sign for a petition on animal exports and I approached him.(Andrew and others refused to)He was nice and we talked a bit. He wrote down his number which was totally not necessary since that column states email. I took the paper looking at the numbers, thinking is some uni's email and asked him to finish it off.
He smiled and said," That's my number."
I replied," But I only need your email."
He got real shy and canceled his number off. Smiled and returned to me.
After work, he ran to me and asked if I am into humanitarian stuff and wanting to talk more about it.
" Not really, I was just helping a friend who does it."
Tuesday, August 05, 2008, 7:44 PM
There's a part of me that is unrevealed to people. That part that no one has seen. The devil. Sometimes, I try to curb it from surfacing, the critical devil just can't stop enlarging the flaws of people, can't quit fighting the angelic side. The more I try to curb it, the more calm and quiet I portrayed. However, inside, an inferno, burning with fiery. Is bubbling now. My face, emotionless. My eyes focus on only the screen. Nothing in me reveals the devil. Probably, being quiet is the biggest hint.
Fake. So hypocrite. I know.