every broken thing about every broken thing

as people, we have that intense need,passion and drive, to seek order.

as john dufresne so masterfully put it,

"people are constantly rearranging and reinterpreting events in their past into something coherent, into something acceptable"

but then again, we also have the STRONGER tendency to shatter things.

we are paranoid about everything, we doubt people, we accuse them of being liars, we are alarmed by the most minute change in their behavior because however perfect or beautiful life seems, we always get that reality check -- that phrase we so often tell ourselves; "this is too good to be true".

why is that?

why do we so often revert to the notion that good things can't just occur?
why can't we just accept the fact that some things in life really don't have strings attached?
why do we need to play safe so often?
why are we so hesitant to trust?



*+*+*+* teka kontra chempo, nosebleed nako *+*+*+*

ayan. whew. parang nagpanggap akong mag chopstick ng limang oras tas ngayon lang sumakit ung kamay ko. grawrfang.

sooooo....nasan na nga tayo?!

ayun.

mga taong basag basag. hahaha =p lamat boys and girls.

pauso kasi ung GREY's ANATOMY. may binitawan kasing linya si meredith dun, ung line yata e parang : "im broken too, just like you" parang ganun. ewan haha =p

ang punto : lahat ng tao ay may lamat, lahat ay basag, merong iba na mas grabe ang basag, pero ganun pa rin, basag pa rin, delikado pa rin inuman.

pero kasi ayun nga, parang bilang mga tao e in-born na ata tayong allergic sa mga bagay na maayos.

pag lumaki negosyo ni ganyan, baka ilegal
pag naging mag-on ang pangit at maganda, pagududahan na
pag sumikat ang isang banda, nagbenta na daw ng kaluluwa sa demonyo
pag pumasa ung ugok na klasmeyt, nangopya


=-=-=-=-=-= nosebleed mode =-=-=-=-=-=


maybe we're just paranoid, but the compulsion to look for flaws is undeniably present.

given this circumstance, then we could say that there are only WINDOWS for happiness.

in the context of all this negativity swirling around, opportunities for happiness are either ignored or crushed underfoot.

and then we complain that we're unhappy, that we're ignored, that we're not loved...

yes, there are good days and bad days, but then again, everything is still relative, everything is still controllable, everything is still up to you.

=-=-=-=-= blood transfusion =-=-=-=-=

whew -__-;

hebigat men...

nusbleeeed


anyway, ayun. isang mabuting bagay tungkol sa potograpiya e ung tinuturuan ka ng hobby na HUMANAP ng beauty. kahit ordinaryong baso, o dahon, o kung ano man e biglang gumaganda depende sa pagkaka capture ng photographer.

kahit nga apoy. kahit kamatayan.

so in sense, kahit di ka photographer, kaya mong gawan ng paraan na gumanda ang mga bagay sa buhay mo na di mo trip.

kaya mong gawing masigla at mala-batibot ang bawat umaga.


mumok-ing is for losers =p




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