Officially Pressed.

I am really liking WordPress so far. It has only been a couple of hours since I signed up and I’m already getting the hang of things, and it really is far smoother than LiveJournal, where I originally started blogging. Plus, this is like a hybrid of Tumblr and LiveJournal because of the post privacy features, where you can make your posts either public, private, or password-protected. Let me just make one thing perfectly clear: I write so I can have an archive of stories to look back to whenever I’m feeling nostalgic and reminiscent of the good and bad things that happen throughout my life. This is also something I need since I can no longer rely fully on my memories alone because they’re starting to slip due to things I really can’t share publicly. Forgive me for that.

I don’t care if people read my entries, and if they do, that’s fine, but if they don’t, that’s even better. I’m doing this to express, and not keep my thoughts to myself so much, which caused me to go batshit crazy. Now that’s something I don’t want to happen again.

The reason I’m writing this is so that I can remind myself what I’m writing for and how much I really love doing it. If any time I forget how much I love writing and reading, I hope I come back here and remind myself just how amazing it makes me feel.

Officially Pressed.

Life of Leaving Home by Yellowcard

I can see all the footsteps left behind
Every second I gave
Every song was a snapshot of my life
I needed something to say

Started out in the last slow motion scene
Watching everyone change
Made a map of a one-way road from here
Had no reason to stay

I am awake and alive
There is something calling me
More than a moment in time
It’s a dream I’m following
On my own
More than a moment in time
It’s a life of leaving home

Think of me when the stars come out tonight
Take a look at the sky
Never said that I could burn out that bright
But I needed to try

I am awake and alive
There is something calling me
More than a moment in time
It’s a dream I’m following
On my own
More than a moment in time
It’s a life of leaving home

The day that I found my voice
I knew that I had no choice
The only way I’d ever learn to love
Is if I found it
On my own

I am awake and alive
There is something calling me
More than a moment in time
It’s a dream I’m following
On my own
More than a moment in time
It’s a life of leaving home

More than a moment in time
It’s a life of leaving home

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RAMPAGE

Just a random thought, I think it’s kind of weird how people rely so much on the words I say when most of the time I’m just being sarcastic and it’s their fault for believing me. But here’s the thing, the sequence is that I say something sarcastic and then they believe me. Does the fact that I didn’t point out that I was just joking make me a liar? Well, probably.

But then again, people hear what they wanna hear. I like to be specific with my statements, even if they end up meaning something else to those who hear them. A lot of people have such a hard time telling lies when I don’t, like it’s my second language. And I think this habit may have been developed from years ago, when I discovered that people can actually shut up as long as you say the things they…

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Holy Shit

Holy Shit

Holy Week pretty much went by more quickly than most weeks I had to go through, probably because I slept through most of it. The first half, though, comprised of our Computer Engineering seniors’ two-day field trip to a lot of places in mostly Central Luzon, which I really can’t recall that well anymore since it has already been days since it happened. Still, I had a great time. It’s the last time my colleagues and I can hang out like that as students.

But what really kept bugging my mind this week is holy shit. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. And by that, I mean, “Holy shit, I’m gonna graduate.”

I mean, can you imagine me, Ram, the loudmouthed, brutally frank, poor excuse of a human being, going out and being an engineer and even aspiring to study law? Goddamn. I am in way over my head. I jacked off all throughout college and now they’re letting me leave. I can’t imagine doing anything else other than smoke, insult people, crack dirty jokes and just basically slack off. Well, that’s actually what I did during my internship and that worked pretty well for me.

But I just can’t believe it. Holy shit. If all goes well, I’m gonna graduate, and I’m so scared and excited at the same time. And I just can’t think of anything to say but, well…

Holy shit.

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Sorry for the short hiatus. Things have been pretty crazy lately, and yeah, I pretty much couldn’t handle most of what happened, but maybe I’ll get to that later. For the meantime, though, I think I’ll focus on maintaining a blog that my friends can actually enjoy, something I can share and not have to work so hard on hiding because it contains so much personal stuff.

I’ll still be maintaining this blog, but like I said, this is for personal shit only.

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