Dawn madness.

426AM.

Having only one eye left open, I clicked Chrome and typed the letter B. Blogger instantly popped up, I just don't know why. History? Maybe. Btw, I knew that would happen, 'cause that's just the way this browser goes. So where was I?

This would probably mean nothing tomorrow, or probably, I'd seem like I was talking nonsense just before the sun broke out from its hiding and shown its face to the whole wide world. Well, to the parts of the earth where the sun rises around this time of the day, at least.

I just want to be able to write and write. Talk nonsense until my fingers give up from the pain, extra pain 'cause some of the keys are not functioning. Should I take this somewhere to be fixed? Have no idea how to make the discomfort brought about by the irritating keys disappear. I can say the same for the goal of this post. I really have no clue where I am heading, but I know exactly what I want to say.

I'm sleepy. It's morning. And I'm vulnerable.

Sleepy.

What happened today? Felt a little better, thanks to 12 hours worth of sleep. And now, I'm off to bed, I think.

A 365-day project.

Can you do this? Don't waste 15K on nothing, alright?

Here's the thing.

So, here's the thing. I usually write/jot/type lots of words when I'm not feeling well. Not in a sick kind of way, the other kind. But when I do feel like that, I tend to give vague expressions and statements. But when I do feel fine, I'm always too pre-occupied with other things, I'm too lazy to even think of what I'm supposed to tell my computer, or in this case, my laptop. In the end, this blog would seem like a trash bag filled with emotional crap that would get people upset upon them reading it's content. Somehow spreading the virus, so be careful not to catch it, okay? I'm now starting to believe that load of shit the 'expert' said on TV; that people who are too attached to their technological gadgets are more prone to depression and the likes.

Para na lang akong unggoy na nakakapit sa puno ng saging, at malapit na malapit na akong malaglag. Ang problema, alam ko naman kung paano hilahin ang sarili ko pataas, pero hindi ko pa rin ginagawa. Mukhang hinihintay ko pang tuluyang mahulog, masaktan at maunahan ng iba sa saging na sinusubukan kong abutin.

Making a comeback.

I've been feeling a little weird lately, so I've decided to open this up, once again, and make it a habit to post at least once a day. Don't have enough money to go see a 'doctor', so I'm giving self-medications to who else, myself. Let's cross our fingers these would work, shall we? Or not, who am I to ask for a favor from you, Mr./Ms. I-actually-do-not-know. But maybe you'd reconsider, given crossing two fingers isn't such a difficult task to do. Just put your pointing finger beneath your middle finger to create a twisted/cross-ish look. There you go! *winks*

Guess that's all for tonight, eh? I'm having butterflies in my stomach, but I'm assuring you it's not because of that thing you are thinking of right now. I suppose you can feel this too even without the boy/girl crush making your day, just like the good old times.