Wake up, its over.
Perhaps its time to finally emerge from my Prescient Dream, its been three semesters and I’m fairly certain that it achieved it’s purpose. I got what I wanted and it no longer serves any value. Its healing virtues have long since expired. Other than consume my swiftly diminishing energies it does nothing.
I am Forensic, I don’t need the Prescient Dream to retain that.
I am ________, I was already that long before I came here. But the Dream forces me to hide it. I'll unveil it once again.
I am _______, even the Dream can't disguise it.
I am something else, and it will end with the loss of the Dream. But I begrudge not the loss.
I am already hale and hardy, I don’t need any proofs or laurels to know that.
It’s time to lose the Prescient Dream. This is Arellano after all, one of the most cosmopolitan (at least on the surface) communities I’ve ever known. Seeming is simply unbecoming of me.
It’s time to fire up the old engines and revive the old programming.
It’s time to wake up from my long rest and get back on track.
And if I’ve clawed myself back to full consciousness you are with me, then I will cherish you all the more.
P.S. Missing You.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thank You for the Music.
I know you’ll never see this but I’ll say it anyway.
Thank You for the Music.
Just as your other songs have fuelled me in my moments of deep desolation, I’ll take this one with me to the next stage of my life.
Even if it doesn’t do what its supposed to do. I will still cherish it most of all. It is my song, not meant for MTV, not dedicated to someone else, mine. My song.
It is my song because you wrote it for me (with my help). It’s my song because it contains a rare distillate of the unadulterated truth. I even helped play it.
Sigh…
Come what may, perdition be my fate. Thank you for this.
P.S. I’m still waiting for the mp3 version
Thank You for the Music.
Just as your other songs have fuelled me in my moments of deep desolation, I’ll take this one with me to the next stage of my life.
Even if it doesn’t do what its supposed to do. I will still cherish it most of all. It is my song, not meant for MTV, not dedicated to someone else, mine. My song.
It is my song because you wrote it for me (with my help). It’s my song because it contains a rare distillate of the unadulterated truth. I even helped play it.
Sigh…
Come what may, perdition be my fate. Thank you for this.
P.S. I’m still waiting for the mp3 version
LENTE
Do or die people LENTE is coming to Arellano on November 14, 2009.
After more than 6 months of false starts, storms, the bar and other delays, its all systems Go! Go! Go!
I have a non-me Chairpersons to take over the position. We’ll be doing advertising and booth work starting enrollment.
Finally, we can bring the LEgal Network for Truthful Elections to our school. Who knows maybe Arellano volunteers can actually make a difference in the coming elections?
After more than 6 months of false starts, storms, the bar and other delays, its all systems Go! Go! Go!
I have a non-me Chairpersons to take over the position. We’ll be doing advertising and booth work starting enrollment.
Finally, we can bring the LEgal Network for Truthful Elections to our school. Who knows maybe Arellano volunteers can actually make a difference in the coming elections?
Friday, October 30, 2009
October 27, 2009
Wow some title huh?
Point is we had a Forensic dinner that night. And it was my last exam. Its funny but even if Forensics numbers were but a shadow of its former self, I always preferred quality over quantity.
FIVE, LIMA, GO, SINKO. That’s our entire rank and file ATM.
Not that it really matters. We have mother Hayz, Baby Girl, Baby D and some insurance marketer. Then we have a half-extinguished spirit of fire. Oh wait we also have um… ‘Benefactors’. Hopefully we can pull off a major marketing campaign and recruit new members… Trust me, if I’m still around next sem… we will definitely need more people.
Come what may I love these people. They give me hope that perhaps my dreams can still come true.
Dinner, then drinks, we should definitely do that again.
Point is we had a Forensic dinner that night. And it was my last exam. Its funny but even if Forensics numbers were but a shadow of its former self, I always preferred quality over quantity.
FIVE, LIMA, GO, SINKO. That’s our entire rank and file ATM.
Not that it really matters. We have mother Hayz, Baby Girl, Baby D and some insurance marketer. Then we have a half-extinguished spirit of fire. Oh wait we also have um… ‘Benefactors’. Hopefully we can pull off a major marketing campaign and recruit new members… Trust me, if I’m still around next sem… we will definitely need more people.
Come what may I love these people. They give me hope that perhaps my dreams can still come true.
Dinner, then drinks, we should definitely do that again.
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