Yes, you read that right. I have been into them since I knew about Leader, and now, I'm too hooked to let go. SS501 keeps me sane everyday. I have placed a playlist of them and listen to them every single day. I don't have an update about American music, but I always have an update on SS501 and KPop. I don't read a lot lately, but I do go on rounds like every 2-3 hours daily to check on updates of SS501. That's how addicted I am. I tweet and plurk whenever I feel that rush opr I learned anything about them. And I smile whenever I read news, watch vids, and talk to others about them, especially my Leader, love. I was supposed to go to HK to watch their concert, but opted to go next year with some new friends I met in the Triple S form. *Triple S is the fanbase of SS501* I hope it pushes through. That, my friend is how I am into them, and how addicted, and how crazy I am about them.
But seriously, I don't know why I'm posting once again. I have been such a private person. Over the past months, this is my daily/weekly routine: weekdays - work, home. weekends - Glorietta/greenbelt, kara's place, home. That's the only thing I do. I really don't understand and get myself lately. I have just been so secluded lately. I really don't understand. I want to be more friendly, outging, fun, like I used to. But I'm not anymore. I tend to be more boring than I could have ever imagined, But over the past weeks, I am trying to go against this instinct and have fun. For 2 consecutive Saturdays, and last Friday, I went out not just with my bestfriend, but with different kinds of people. With my grade school barkada *which take note, are all younger than me, and my sister is their batchmate, and is actually the original kabarkada*, with my officemates, with my YFC-UST loves, and lastly with my bestfriend AND her cousins, and Kara's friend. I have met a lot of people lately, which is a good thing for me. I don't do that nowadays. I have one or two textmates, one of which I have met twice on my who life, and the other I have never even met.
I don't know what has gotten into me lately, is this stress or what. I have been such a fangirl over SS501, if I can actually stalk them, I think I'd do that. I work, like there's no tomorrow, but when I get stressed out I am so lazy. Work starts once again tomorrow, and I need to work hard again. 1 week of slacking is too much. I need to prep up once again.
My thinking mind, and my urge to write has pushed me to blog once again.
So what else do I want to say, Oh, yeah. This currently, is my diary. This blog is my diary. I don't own one, I think I had one when I waS A KID. It's a frustration. Writing. It was once a dream. But then again, it is still a dream. Probably this is the reason why I keep blogsites. If my friends will knopw about this blogpage, I'll probably have to stop blogging here and make a different account, in a different site. I have done that. From Xanga, to myspace, to freidnster, recently after that multiply, and now this. I have been inspired by Gwyn, a member of Triple S Philippines, although the fanbase in unofficial, but yeah. I was inspired by her to write once again. But I;m not good in making short stories. But I think I'm good with poems, and making blogs. The last time I wrote a poem was 3rd year high school, with my English teacher checking my poems and criticizing it. I make like 7-15 stanzas a poem. Anhd she checks on it and tells me what she thinks. But now, I have never ever have the guts to do it after that. After I stopped I have never tried it again. I miss expressingt myself through my blogs and all. But since I'm in the mood, I'd like to make a short poem. Impromptu and on the spot.
Late night, glancing outside my window
I gaze and dream about what the future bring
Life has been too cruel to me lately
That I wish for a bright future ahead of me.
Thinking of how life came to this,
I suddenly feel distressed and weak.
But I know I would never want to miss
Anything in my life just because there are questions which answers I can't seek.
Staring at the stars, I feel so alone
Wishing someone can take me somewhere more warm
But all this time I have known
That there will be one person, waiting to take me and let me be in no harm.
So this is it for now. I need to rest, because I have work. I don't want to be late on a Monday. That's bad vibes. I have more to share, but probably it can be shared here in next few days, weeks to come. Tata.
But seriously, I don't know why I'm posting once again. I have been such a private person. Over the past months, this is my daily/weekly routine: weekdays - work, home. weekends - Glorietta/greenbelt, kara's place, home. That's the only thing I do. I really don't understand and get myself lately. I have just been so secluded lately. I really don't understand. I want to be more friendly, outging, fun, like I used to. But I'm not anymore. I tend to be more boring than I could have ever imagined, But over the past weeks, I am trying to go against this instinct and have fun. For 2 consecutive Saturdays, and last Friday, I went out not just with my bestfriend, but with different kinds of people. With my grade school barkada *which take note, are all younger than me, and my sister is their batchmate, and is actually the original kabarkada*, with my officemates, with my YFC-UST loves, and lastly with my bestfriend AND her cousins, and Kara's friend. I have met a lot of people lately, which is a good thing for me. I don't do that nowadays. I have one or two textmates, one of which I have met twice on my who life, and the other I have never even met.
I don't know what has gotten into me lately, is this stress or what. I have been such a fangirl over SS501, if I can actually stalk them, I think I'd do that. I work, like there's no tomorrow, but when I get stressed out I am so lazy. Work starts once again tomorrow, and I need to work hard again. 1 week of slacking is too much. I need to prep up once again.
My thinking mind, and my urge to write has pushed me to blog once again.
So what else do I want to say, Oh, yeah. This currently, is my diary. This blog is my diary. I don't own one, I think I had one when I waS A KID. It's a frustration. Writing. It was once a dream. But then again, it is still a dream. Probably this is the reason why I keep blogsites. If my friends will knopw about this blogpage, I'll probably have to stop blogging here and make a different account, in a different site. I have done that. From Xanga, to myspace, to freidnster, recently after that multiply, and now this. I have been inspired by Gwyn, a member of Triple S Philippines, although the fanbase in unofficial, but yeah. I was inspired by her to write once again. But I;m not good in making short stories. But I think I'm good with poems, and making blogs. The last time I wrote a poem was 3rd year high school, with my English teacher checking my poems and criticizing it. I make like 7-15 stanzas a poem. Anhd she checks on it and tells me what she thinks. But now, I have never ever have the guts to do it after that. After I stopped I have never tried it again. I miss expressingt myself through my blogs and all. But since I'm in the mood, I'd like to make a short poem. Impromptu and on the spot.
Late night, glancing outside my window
I gaze and dream about what the future bring
Life has been too cruel to me lately
That I wish for a bright future ahead of me.
Thinking of how life came to this,
I suddenly feel distressed and weak.
But I know I would never want to miss
Anything in my life just because there are questions which answers I can't seek.
Staring at the stars, I feel so alone
Wishing someone can take me somewhere more warm
But all this time I have known
That there will be one person, waiting to take me and let me be in no harm.
So this is it for now. I need to rest, because I have work. I don't want to be late on a Monday. That's bad vibes. I have more to share, but probably it can be shared here in next few days, weeks to come. Tata.
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