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2011 was a fun a year. memorable things happened that year.
it started with my birthday, that was January.
February, i met my idol Froilan Calayag. bought some of his studies and even took a photo with him. i even sold my first painting that month.
March, i think i fell for someone.
April and May, i taught kids how to draw. it was fun! i hoped they learned something.
June, my 4th year in college started. thesis. and my sister's a frosh in college.
July, my crush held my hand, it was just a joke and we were intoxicated with alcohol so it doesn't count.
August, us blockmates fell apart. we were so close then, now i don't know.
uhmm. .September, nothing much. i think it was the time i stopped falling.
October. . Halloween? ahahaha and sem break.
November. .the start of another semester.
December. .aside form Christmas, i was standing now and grateful that i had that feeling with him.
twelve lines doesn't summarize my year. they were highlights or so i might think. i fell, but that's the thing about falling in love, sometime soon you're gonna have to stand up and the feelings gone but not forgotten. i got bruised, it healed, but i got the scar to prove it.
this year i hope it would be better. i will make it happen. and i will graduate this year.
deep breaths. inhale. exhale. i can do it.
it started with my birthday, that was January.
February, i met my idol Froilan Calayag. bought some of his studies and even took a photo with him. i even sold my first painting that month.
March, i think i fell for someone.
April and May, i taught kids how to draw. it was fun! i hoped they learned something.
June, my 4th year in college started. thesis. and my sister's a frosh in college.
July, my crush held my hand, it was just a joke and we were intoxicated with alcohol so it doesn't count.
August, us blockmates fell apart. we were so close then, now i don't know.
uhmm. .September, nothing much. i think it was the time i stopped falling.
October. . Halloween? ahahaha and sem break.
November. .the start of another semester.
December. .aside form Christmas, i was standing now and grateful that i had that feeling with him.
twelve lines doesn't summarize my year. they were highlights or so i might think. i fell, but that's the thing about falling in love, sometime soon you're gonna have to stand up and the feelings gone but not forgotten. i got bruised, it healed, but i got the scar to prove it.
this year i hope it would be better. i will make it happen. and i will graduate this year.
deep breaths. inhale. exhale. i can do it.
the four month affair
how should i begin this affair?
i fell in love when i saw your photos.
then i started to spend my time with you,
with every brush i explored,
with every stroke an adventure unknown.
you never laughed when i danced silly
or even when i sing off key.
you just stood there, watching, waiting.
after a good look at you, i was amazed.
so i hanged you on the wall for all to see.
my heart filled with pride, you were so beautiful.
now the time had come and gone,
the walls are bare and lonely.
my heart filled with sorrow,
i missed you.
the four months were amazing and i learned a lot,
i'm glad i painted you.
When day dreaming. .
i sit all day dreaming, of works yet to come and my thoughts are swirling.
my hands are itching to grab a paper and pencil, and yet i sit here waiting for the dream to stay still.
a knock on my door, and my train of thought left, leaving me bewildered, alone and depressed.
i wish i could go back and draw those dreams, then i won't be filled with regret and screams.
go grab that drawing tool! i said the next time i found myself dreaming, and don't be a fool!
better waste that conserved energy or else we'll both be in jeopardy.
those dreams are meant to be remembered, a picture that needs to be treasured.
so i bid you farewell and rememb
oblivious
before long i come to realize that i may never become one with the sky.
at least not this year. whatever happened to me that month it seemed to flew away with the dream of battle.
my chains? now that you mentioned it, i think i imagined it.
how can i be chained to something that i come to love?
i admit it has been months since i graduated, and people will expect you to have a job because being a freelance artist is not a job.
i should just get back to school, but i don't know if they'll accept me.
that is the future, if we have one.
funny that people will think that something will happen this december.
the most awaited 12-12-12 is hap
battling the desire for freedom
what does it feel to be free? to be independent?
i would like to know, but i'm scared.
i am just a little girl, occupying a small space in this country, this planet.
what should i do when my wings ache to fly?
i should i unbind the chains and soar to the sky?
or wait till the sky turns red?
i should just leap right? into the depths of this building.
i could either fall, or be together with the birds.
that would be fun!
the chances of me falling are zero for i have chosen.
my wings would be loosely unbind but i will net fly, yet.
i still have these legs, and i can still walk towards where the sky touches the earth.
testing the wat
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