As much as I want to post a profound entry with "quote-worthy lines" and "you changed my life in a moment" moments(?), I just seriously cannot do that right now. Not this hour, at least. I'm too busy reading about other people's lives and what have theys to even start my own "updates" in this blog.
I remember having this conversation with Tisa about how some people are very lucky to have very interesting (interesting and eventful every-moment-is-blog-worthy) lives. Feeling ko tuloy napaka-boring ng buhay ko. Pero siyempre, joke lang 'yon. There happens to be a lot of exciting moments in my life. Just not exciting as blogging while you're in a Carribean Cruise Ship downing bottles of Bacardi, or coming home from a nightcap with Natalie Portman, or getting the newest Chedeng (Filipino slang for Mercedes Benz).
Buddy, we'll get there. Haha. In a few years, you'll be blogging about how 9 of your novels belong to the Top 10 Best Books List (Ha, take that, S.Meyer and J.K Rowling) and how you've been spending your prize money from your 9th Palanca Award. And I'll be blogging about the perks of being EIC for FHM AND T3, my nightly alone drinking time at the Waverly, and how my pad's looking all so white-y because I've been blessed with an affinity (and money, perhaps) for all things white and with a half-eaten apple for a logo on them.
That or I could be blogging about my most recent discovery, fuel derived from kaning tutong. Very appealing, eh?
But between you (people who can read this) and me, I'd go for the former scenario. Haha. No kaning tutong for me, please.
I remember having this conversation with Tisa about how some people are very lucky to have very interesting (interesting and eventful every-moment-is-blog-worthy) lives. Feeling ko tuloy napaka-boring ng buhay ko. Pero siyempre, joke lang 'yon. There happens to be a lot of exciting moments in my life. Just not exciting as blogging while you're in a Carribean Cruise Ship downing bottles of Bacardi, or coming home from a nightcap with Natalie Portman, or getting the newest Chedeng (Filipino slang for Mercedes Benz).
Buddy, we'll get there. Haha. In a few years, you'll be blogging about how 9 of your novels belong to the Top 10 Best Books List (Ha, take that, S.Meyer and J.K Rowling) and how you've been spending your prize money from your 9th Palanca Award. And I'll be blogging about the perks of being EIC for FHM AND T3, my nightly alone drinking time at the Waverly, and how my pad's looking all so white-y because I've been blessed with an affinity (and money, perhaps) for all things white and with a half-eaten apple for a logo on them.
That or I could be blogging about my most recent discovery, fuel derived from kaning tutong. Very appealing, eh?
But between you (people who can read this) and me, I'd go for the former scenario. Haha. No kaning tutong for me, please.
2 comments:
this made me sad. wala lang, wishing can be tiring buddy, and at the end of the day when you're all alone drowning your sorrows with a cup of cheap coffee while finishing a paper you will most probably fail anyway, well, you just realize, Dreams don't come true.
"Dreams don't come true."
Harsh, and yet oh so real.
A friend told me this once
"Huwag ka na lang mangarap or mag set ng goal kung hindi ka willing a paghirapan 'yon. Sasama lang loob mo."
May point naman siya.
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