Monday, August 07, 2006
55

Napaka-miserable ng kaibigan kong si Devine kanina. Ito ang nagawa ko para sa kanya.

55
Nakakasuka ka. Kasuklam-suklam ka.
Ang mga polynomials mo, hindi ko na nais pang makita.
Ako'y naduduwal. Nais kong lumayo.
Sa pagiging isang isa't kalahating oras na bilanggo.

Hindi ko maisip. Paano napunta rito?
Bakit naging mapangahas? Hindi sumunod sa payo.
Gusto kong tumakbo. Gusto kong tumakas.
Kahit man lamang limang minuto makalabas...

Makalabas sa aking hawla..
Sa room 223 ng Gusaling Rizal..
Lumabas sa gawa-gawang bilangguan..
Kung saan naglalaho ang kasiyahan.

Ngunit kung kanyang landas ay nararapat na daanan..
Ito'y tatahakin kahit na gumagapang..
Kung sumuway naman at hindi magparamdam..
Tiyak na 'irregular' ang siyang katapusan.

Kaya ngayon, magbubuklat na ako.
Ng aking higanteng luntiang kwaderno.
Nang hindi ako makakuha ng kwatro o singko..
Sa math17, magpapaalipin na ako.

Dahil nais ko pang makakita ng LIMITS..
Dahil nais ko pang mag-CALCULUS..
Dahil nais ko pang mag-CHEM14..
Dahil nais ko pang gumradweyt on time..

O, math17, bakit andami mong pre-requisite?! O, bakit?!

Hiling ko lamang sa iyo..
Makinig ka sana sa aking pagsusumamo..
Kahit sa pagkakataong lamang ito..
Mabigyan ako ng gradong pasado..
Mabigyan ako kahit na singkwenta'y singko..


Dugo Ilong. Gulong turnilyo. Kain ice cream. Lamig ulo. Akyat ng building. Third floor. Onting Second thoughts. Sabay... Sabay... Sabay...





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M e

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that can't let anything go
but you wouldn't know a g o o d thing
if it came up and slit your throat"

April Czareen Cruz
' ' apreeeL ' '
28th of April
student/poet/kid
PNU-CTL. Manila Science High School. UP-Manila
music freak
cyber junkie
jawbreaker(figure this one out!)
weird but really nice!

L o v e s
Kids. Music. Web Stuff. Jadis. My Friends. Photoshop. Gemma Ward!!! French Fries. The Sound of Music. Sandwich. I Capture the Castle. Cassandra Mortmain.

W i s h l i s t
I want...
a star of my own. a car. an electric guitar. a camera. to meet Sandwich. to go to Japan. my dreams to come true. world peace. high school back.

T a g

speak up, kid!

"Your r e m o r s e hasn't fallen on deaf ears rather ones that just don't care"

L i n k s

" we are salt - you are the wound"
Aaron
Abram
Angelin
April
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Biankee
Cez
Chynes
Claire
Dane
Danish
Diane
Edgar
Fatima
Fiona
Gem
Grace
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Jazzy
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j-On-Na-ZeL
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Kath
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Megane-kun
Mikmik
Mnel
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Ninia
Sarah
Yasu

A r c h i v e s

"for the corpses of all my past mistakes"
April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007

C r e d i t s

My Heart is the Worst Kind of Weapon
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