A year ago....

... i was only 28. now im... oh come on...
... i was still under probation... (prior to work permanency)
... my work station was the cleanest, organized desk... now its one big mess
... i was single... now i'm single again
... i had no money... now i'm rich (i wish!!! hahaha)
... i'm driving my lancer... now i still am (hmmmmmmmm)

a lot has changed, people have come and are gone... EVERYBODY LEAVES?? EVERYBODY LIES??


Punk & Disorderly


Still i seek solace in my solitude, though the isolation seems to be wearing me out. it's so pathetic to scan thru my phonebook to look for people to jam with and not find one. either i have not communicated with them for the longest time and its too embarassing to ask simply coz of my selfish, alterior motive, or simply just out of restlessness i look for gimik but really, i am not in the mood.

"Alone...restless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
Young girl...violins...center of her own attention
The, mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it
Tries to make her proud"