Silent Sentiments

I didn’t know i can survive a single day not talking to anyone. hellyeah! I did. and of course, these silent days usually meant thinking days. I so wanted to repost this to my multiply but em so freakin’ scared that someone might comment on it. As you can see…that site didn’t know when and what censorship is…because that deym site tells all to almost everyone who has an IP.

anywae, I didn’t speak at all today. errr…my sally-saliva probably has solidified, but all the thoughts clouding above my head is so disturbingly there.

what could I be thinking? I didn’t exactly know. Because it’s just so innumerable and imperceptible to discriminate one from the other.

Mom wants me to do an errand today…and yes, I ignore it. It is as if she just farted the words out without anyone listening or hearing her. How nice is that?

Father did turn off the TV when apparently I am watching??! I really want to throw words, I just can’t. I still have this memory of yesterday, I’ve waited for like hours in NSO, I’ve had an exchange of words with one employee…to make the long story short, I was pissed off! But anyway, later that day, my conscience give a slap on my face and told me: "ito na nga lang hindi mo pa magawa for your parents." Urgh! I hate it when I’m doing fencing with my conscience. kase, ive never won a fight.

My ate’s trying to start a conversation…but I’m just so not interested in everything she has to say… because everything about what she’s trying to say is about NURSING OOOOOOOOOOR NURSING. Sometimes, I do pretend I’m listening for the sake of not hurting her feelings…but to be honest, I don’t wanna hear anything about NURSING anymore. What do I care about it? It’s either I’m not interested or I’m not interested. haha!

well, another day of selfishness… (sighs…)