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Per Ardua Ad AstraMaybe you and I were kept apart so the next meeting will be beautiful. Maybe you and I are what we are because time has yet to unfold before our eyes. Maybe you are scared because you are planning for more wonderful things. Maybe I am scared because you're scared at all. Maybe I am young because I've yet to learn. Maybe I've yet to learn so many things about you. Maybe you are quiet because so many things have happened that you don't want to talk about. Maybe I should stop asking. Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I should keep trying to make ends meet. Maybe I should really carry out my half of the bargain. Maybe I ask too much, period. Maybe I should let things take their own course. Maybe it's serendipity. Maybe.
Maybe it's that guy in class. Maybe he sits next to me for some reason every other day. Maybe not. Maybe he just likes his seat because it's comfy. It just happens to be next to mine. Maybe it's that very likeable guy, whose stories enchant me, whose sweetness touches my soul. Maybe it's somewhere in Portland. Maybe it's in Canada. Maybe it's in the Philippines. Maybe it's in Timbuktoo. Maybe he's somewhere I haven't been to nor even dreamed about. Maybe he's out there. Maybe.
Maybe I'm agitated. Maybe I'm worried. Maybe I'm just sick and tired of the same old routine. Maybe I do want things my way. Maybe I do want things to happen fast. Maybe I am nervous. Maybe I am confused. Maybe I am a lot of things. Maybe my decisions get the best of me. Maybe I say a lot of wrong things. Maybe I do a lot of wrong things. Maybe I spend a lot of time dwelling too much on the past. Maybe I think too much of the future. Maybe I should live in the moment. Maybe I should live by the day. Maybe.
Whatcha think, Chols? True huh? Thanks for teaching me something today. Mwah.
I guess having lost my entire sidebar will not work for me, but it's no reason either to start anew. =)
I am Jik. I believe in miracles, and I believe in hope. I am not prude nor old-fashioned even though I believe that Love is very real and that it governs the world. I am not selfish even though I may be materialistic. I am not weak even though I sometimes crumble down to my knees. I am not poor even though I have very little in my bank account. I try to embody what courage is all about and I try to do everything in spontaneity. I invest a whole lot of passion in anything I do, and I am and always will be a dreamer. I admire people who uphold their beliefs in life, as I try to do so myself. I always strive for the perfection of character, and make myself into the person I want to become. I seek for the greater scheme of things, the tapestry of how everything falls into an exquisite, sublime plan. And my greatest fortune is having found the secret of my life. This I intend to share with all of you someday.
Makulit. Malikot. Mababaw. I'm thumbelina, sweetie, choknat, bitch, bastard, bruhilda, gaga, bubwit, baby, hoebag, dumbass, jiffy, jikinini, jikydoodles, gicgic, jikulit, jikywiky, jikaru, jikers, jikee, jikijik, jikjik, jik, jixie, jikita, jikita banana, jikitita, jikaboo, or what have you. I'm the Jik you know and ever will know.