Tuesday, November 25, 2008
I just had a great weekend with my relatives in Antipolo. I swear, I don't think I'll ever meet greater people than them. I love them with all my heart and with all my soul. I miss them already.
Yesterday, I got back from Antipolo and I couldn't help but say, "back to reality".
But then again, what is imagination? What is reality? Credit goes to Professor Guevarra
I am going to be a godmother soon. I can't wait!
Looking at it now, I really think that maybe I am trying to kill myself; very, very, slowly. I can't go into detail now. Maybe some other time.
Somebody's forgotten how to trust
Somebody's dying for love
Not too far from here
It may be a stranger's face
But I'm praying for Your grace
To move in me and take away the fear
'Cause somebody's hurting
Not too far from here
I really must dash. So many papers to write and submit before those darn deadlines.
Killing slowly; but not dying fast enough.