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Per Ardua Ad AstraDumb as a rock. Give whatever meaning you want to that phrase. Dumb as a rock.
I'm angry and I can't quite put my finger on it. Why is it that when our hopes are trampled upon, everything just shrivels up and eats us alive? *sigh* Maybe I'm just the only one who feels it. Bottom line? WAG MO KO PAASAHIN!
I can be whoever you want me to be. But I will not sacrifice myself for you. Why? Because I am me and no one can change that. In the same sense, you are you. You can be whoever you choose to be without me influencing you. You can totally sway from however ways I change you. You can totally have the power to create, have positive freedom, ignore all that comes from my mouth. You, Me... We can be whoever we want to be. If that's the case then, so be it.
What's the difference between willing the good of the other and expectations? I'm frustrated because my reality falls short of my imaginations. My professor told me that. Funny thing is, I believe he's right.
I had my hair straightened all for a shitload $55. Ain't looking so straight to me.
I have a secret love. I have this instinctive drive into the metaphysical world. I have a secret love for truth, reality, morality, virtue, courage, beauty, love. I have the yearning to find out the things that Socrates wanted to find out. And when I don't, I get disappointed. Weird, cos I'm going this direction and my divine voice hasn't told me yet that I'm doing something wrong.
My vocabulary's tied down today. Maybe I'll just read a book. Maybe I'll just play trivia. Maybe I'll try to not worry my life away. Maybe...... I'm just as dumb as a rock tonight. Oh, hey, it could be you, too. HAH!
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.