No more poems today,
I am in misery.
For when I am in misery
The poem ceases to be
Words crafted and chiseled
From abstracted thought.
The poem begins to be me.
August 31, 2000
4.41 pm, Thursday
I am in misery.
For when I am in misery
The poem ceases to be
Words crafted and chiseled
From abstracted thought.
The poem begins to be me.
August 31, 2000
4.41 pm, Thursday
I know, write!
March 14, 2011Been online for more than 6 hours, spent mostly talking to a friend in Doha, Qatar. Was about to Skype but my sister arrived home and had to hit the sack. So I am back to my PC in my room without the webcam and Skype. Never saw the need for Skype until today.
It’s 3:15 am (MNL) and I have just started to write a screenplay of a shortfilm that the Bulalocals will be doing with Jinglebeez production. I’m getting so excited. I hope I can finish this. I wish it’s already the weekend!!
Found a song that I am LSS-ing on!! (I wish I can sing this song and record it at Jinglebeez… but I guess singing isn’t for me!)
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