What a fuck up.
It has been a year of the biggest ups and downs. I can't really say it was terrible. I mean, I chose the path I took this year: to be young, to be juvenile, to be careless, to attack, to jump without looking, to expect so much. And the results?
I FUCKED UP.
It happens.
I can make a rundown of the things that happened this year that led to this fuck up but I won't. I'd only be defending myself which is, yeah, well, sure that's fine. Or I could blame these things that happened. Or cry out shit for all the bull the world has given me. But you know what, no, i won't. Because it already happened. I'll face it. I'll face the fucking new year with better armory and the chance to unscrew what was screwed up.
I love 2008 for the choices it has given me and I hate it for the chaos it brought.
No annual end-of-the-year best pictures to post, either. Not this year because Ivan's gone. I wouldn't be able to see another picture of his that he posted. Not a word. Not a text. Not a hug or a smile.
I've read through this journal of mine so many times over and it contains so many fucking adventures, screw-ups, feelings and shit. I could say that from the first entry until this,
ANG DAMI NG NANGYARI. It's time to start a new chapter;
kailangan nang isara ang aklat... in fairness,
bongga na rin ang ending:
buhay na kalat-kalat, pagkawala ng isang kaibigan, mudra na hinihintay ang kapalaran, at ang future
na isa pa ring malaking question mark.
Goodbye. For now.
--- gloriouspopstar