I want to post but I've got nothing to say. But I really want to post something... so i'm typing lazily and create sentences without thinking if it's wrong grammar...
I don't know what I'mfeelign right now... happy? Maybe. lonely? probably. void of emotions? that's before. confused? nearly yes, i think. emotional? I dunno...
It's been such a while since I've written anything... Sidimund Draven haven't made any literary pieces... yes... all literary pieces posted here are from
niflheim03... my dark side (not my bad side). I don't know why but I really can't write anything when I'm void of emotions... but when I become emotional, I can make a good shot. Huh? Here I am again, a blocked mind. I suddenly ran out of words and ideas to type. It just gone suddelny so blank. Ok, I'll try my best to return my focus.
This week, I really don't know what's happening. From wednesday up to yesterday I went home late... Wed: 9:00, thurs.: 7:00, fri.: 8:30 sat.: 7:00. I know my mom thought about this so maliciuosly. Yeah, I have her trust but I cannot have her thoughts(did I make sense?).
Nweiss, last night, we went to Eastwood for a birthday treat of the daughter of my mom's friend and my bro's schoolmate. We ate at the SUperbowl. I'm kinda OP coz they're all deaf and mute... so they do the sign languange... and my bro didn't come (he's deaf and mute also). Fuck that PS2, that's the reason why he didn't come. My mom also have a group there. SO I'm all alone... I decided to roam the whole place... I've seen so many luxurious people hanging out and buying signature things (yes, I also buy signature things but the prices of their things are thousands apart from mine... did I make sense again?) Ok. I've seen Amy Perez, Bing Loyzaga and Oyo Boy Sotto as I make my to A Different Bookstore. I have found there a journal notebook with a hardcover. At first glance, I like it, especially the quote printed in the cover. The quote is:
grant me the serenity
to accept the things
I cannot change
and the courage to change
the things that I can.
and grant me the wisdom
to know the difference of the two.
-neibuhr
It's not the exact words... but the thoguht is there. It's worth Php350. I bought it. I don't know why I'm fond of buying notebooks... many of it I didn't write... I just kept it. Some, I write but only some pages... then I'll but another. I'm finding a leather-bounded notebook with old blank papers inside (like in the times of Jose Rizal).
Anyway, the qoute really fits me. I am a man of it-hurts-when-something-changes and i-don't-want-change. Well, I need to change that attitude.
Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change. I'm now in the verge of accepting that there is nothing permanent but change.
I am blocked again... it'a all blank again... my thoughts...
Thoughts... sinister in the mind, aggravating in the soul
-niflheim03