State of mind

If you're a heart without a home,

A rebel without a cause,

Baby, if a reason's what you're lookin' for

Like thief in the night,

Let me steal your heart away,

If a reason's what you're looking for...

I'll be yours

I love looking at this like the rest of his pictures in my room. This is one of the newest photos I've got. He looks like the usual Cogie except for the stick of cigarette. I'd love to think that he's perfect when that picture was shot but I'm seeing the opposite. Maybe I'm just being plain freaky but his eyes are really lonely. I don't understand it myself. I just wanna be there by his side. Tell me now, Am I being obsessed? I get this certain completeness by just staring at his beautiful face, dreaming of the day I will meet him, the day that I can hold his hands... Man, it sounds insane but I really love what I'm feeling.

I am, as I write/ type this part of the blog, conducting a search in Yahoo about Psychological disorders. Something must be wrong with me. I don't want what happened to one of my friends happen to me but let's not talk about my friend 'cause that won't be proper, a'right? I've been meeting a lot of cute guys in school lately but I'm not as interested with them as I'm interested with Cogie. I don't really find that extraordinary but I just wanna know.

Then what happens next? I'm crossing the line to get at the side of the winding road where Cogie is! Hahaha! I have found a dream that must come true, every ounce of me must see it through...

*****

It's finally Friday! That article review gave me one hell of a day (if there's anybody interested about Nationalism nowadays, I tell you it's never gonna be me!). I had fries for lunch and dinner (yeah, i haven't had breakfast 'cause I woke up late and my class is in the afternoon only). I also had grilled clotted blood -i dunno if my translation is right but who cares?- for merienda. And I survived one week without softdrink except for a few drop when my brother asked me if I liked some and let me sip from his bottle. No more suicidal Gothic music! No more brain-grinding programming for now. No more Encantadia summary writing. I had no savings for this week because I had to but some stuff for my personal satisfaction. It isn't much not even the price but it sure was good. Surfin' the net with my 100mbs broadband DSL is getting old. There isn't much sites to be surfed. I find that boring. I still don't like Katrina Halili! NO TO KATRINA HALILI! Hwe-hwe-hwe! After the famous and ever controversial - so controversial that it caused the Philippines to once again want the president be ousted - another cd scandal out in the market, the ERAP GATE CD - anything new? After the universities' and schools' and celebrities' sex scandal fad, now this. How can we distuinguish politics from showbiz when everyone's career depend on publicity? Tell me how to be proud that I'm a Filipino. Why don't they just assassinate everybody? Non of these is fun!

This is not stinkin' assignment but a freakin' past time and so... What the?! Hit me 'cause these REALLY suck bigtime!

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