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The Chronicles of Ulic
Begin Once More
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
ooh. i love my life, at this point in time. no doubt, i'm gonna hate it soon enough... but i soo love it now. (say why)
why, you ask? (say yes)
well, i'll tell you. (say thank you Ulic, you are such a gentleman. the best gentleman there was, is and ever will be!!!! marry me!!!!)
let's see. oh yes. adalmin yet does not know my identity. but i know hers. i feel the power, man. oh yeah! i can't wait to freak her out with knowledge about her personal life. she might even be so freaked out that she'll spout vulgarities and obscenities and all that crap that she spouts out in her comments.
next. tomorrow is a special day. it is the birthday of someone special to me. and i shall not waste the opportunity to show my appreciation. thinking about her just makes me feel... numb. yeah, i guess numb is the best word for it at this moment. it's like the feeling you get when you daydream, where time pays you no heed, and you don't give a damn about it. where you feel as if lifetimes of blissful serenity have been experienced in a single moment. i don't usually feel this way about anyone. come to think of it, she's kinda like the first.
i still remember that moment. or rather, those few moments. the moments we shared, promenading, enjoying each other's company. i felt that i had no more burdens on my shoulders. no more worries and doubts about how fulfilling my life was. at that point in time, the glass wasn't half empty. it wasn't even half full. there was no glass... just fullness, in all its pure pristine perfection (alliteration!). tomorrow, i shall commemorate that day and her existence. that is more than reason enough for me to soo love my life. cus she's there. (say that is soo sweet. you're like the sweetest guy i know!)
next. i'm not really messing up my life.
i watch what i say (not in this blog, but hey, what're they gonna do? put me away because of what i say? ... wait a minute....) to people. and it seems people don't find me offputting. i actually don't mind talking to strangers now. i just hope that i don't become a mosquito (say mosquito? hahaha! you are so funny! you are such a comedic genius!) and suck everyone's blood.
and yes, before i forget. i forgot to say this in the previous post. there's a reason why the tv forum was not broadcast live.
so i guess that's it. can't wait for tomorrow.
Dumped At4:34 pm
i AM myself
i am an INTP. look up the mbti website.
typically, that means i am a creative ideas man.
i'm far from typical, though, so being INTP means i am...
cynical
skeptical
sarcastic
insensitive
unfeeling
just downright pessimistic
what i mean to say is, there is no bright side to anything.
but now i'm a lot better. thanks to my significant other. Liss you.
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2 Comments:
Are you Ikhsan? And why is there another Adalmin in your links page? Do you have a crush on [censored]? OMG.
How to say?
Too small for you lar.
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