Ramblings Again!

Now, I seek Bloggie for refuge. After playing Family Feud with my family, guys vs. girls (and of course, as I predicted, whichever side my mom is on, that would definitely be the losing team. That's our's.), I am back to boredomland once again.

Because of boredom a while ago, I took so willingly a job my dad asked me to do: type a book for him. One would say it is so cool that my father is actually writing a book. It would have been if he is actually writing a book with elf, ogres or giants or wizards in it or murder, mystery, beheadings or whatever but NO! He is writing about NAVAL SHIPS! For goodness sake, military ships! I mean, I get it, he is a soon-to-be one of the captains of the Philippine's military ships but still, typing a book full of stuff about these ships does not do anything to my already boring existence. I would have been thrilled if my dad is writing stuff like what Stephen King is writing. Knowing the whole story even before it gets published.

I was able to finish 10-page worth of naval ships in a couple of hours. So much for nothing to do, I don't even have someone to talk to in YM! If I was not downloading Grey's Anatomy, I would not actually bother turning the pc on and go online. I would have actually contented myself shoving food in my mouth, lying in front of the tv or just sleep all day. My parents have nothing against that: buhay baboy. My dad actually is against what I am doing right now: buhay pc.

Whatelse? Here, the loneliest realization I have had today: The highlight of my sembreak life? Knowing what is happening with other people's lives. NOT-A-GOOD-FEELING!

One of my dad's quotes which he usually tell his military team: There are no lonely places, only lonely people. I agree with him.

And so, if I am bored and sad right now, it is not because our house is lonely. As a matter of fact, I see our house as my refuge and source of happiness.

That means only one thing: I am sad.

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You, wouldn't you have any initiative to even start a conversation? Because, you know, I won't start one. I am sticking with what I said to myself and to Kuya, I won't talk to you unless you start the talking. As much as I want to talk to you, I have to stop myself from opening a window and talk to you. Because I may just invite disappointment to myself in the end.

I can only wish you click my name on your list and send me a message, something casual.

Whoa! Weird. While I was typing this, you sent me a message. You have a great timing. It made me smile. But good things never last. Because after few messages, you told me there's a cute girl whose name you don't know. Just great! I have been waiting for your message whole week and this is what I get. An icing on the top: colored black! Great! (And this is full of sarcasm and bitterness, mind you!)

*screams*

I wanna punch something right now!

I thought my sembreak is right there, at the bottom. And I actually thought, there's no other way but up. But hey! There is another way other than going up because the ground beneath my feet decided to break open and swallow me whole!

What's worse? The ground spitted me out!