THEBLOGOFPET: DAY I

DAY I

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11.29.2006

Last night, I went to bed in tears. This morning I woke up in tears. Will this ever end? Will I push through with my struggle? I hope I can. I hope I won't spend my time on my death bed in tears. Don't the tears ever stop? I just hope they do, for in that manner all the anxiety, remorse and bitterness will all get bottled up inside me until I eventually explode.
Oh how I crave for death at this very moment. How I wish that there was just a power button in life that if ever I got tired of it I'd just shut it down... Oh crap. I was never good at this.
I just wish that by the time I leave this world, she would have realized her mistakes.
Ayway, these are brief letters addressed to external forces ruining my day.

Dear Morning,
Please don't wake me up, ever again. I just want to rest, forever, in peace.
Dear Death,
Please do your fucking job and come to get me you lazy fool!
Dear World,
I hate you all! Go to fucking hell!

1 Comments:

WOOT! said...: this is the first time i'm going to have the guts to post a comment here.

Dear God,
You know how much i believe in miracle.And if miracles were really true..please send one.
With your almighty power, let kuya pet be guided by your love. Help kuya pet understand how life is important please tell pet that all of these were just one of your challenges for him. A challenge that you know he could face. A challenge set specially and only for him. And if there's something i forgot in this prayer..i'll text it to you later ;). Amen.

Dear morning,
why did you wake me up so early????!!i'm not ready to face the fact that there's no classes today!

Dear Death,
if you'll be coming to visit Kuya pet today,tomorrow or the day after tomorrow..please visit me first. For there's nothing i could do in this world so far..but to be tactless.Don't worry..i prepared some food.

Dear world,
i hate you too as much as kuya pet hates you!!I am thankful knowing that you are not my home but heaven is the only place where i could get the eternal happiness and contentment.

Dear kuya pet,
PLease stop thinking of death!i beg you!!!!!!!!!!!and if you really mean when you said you love me and i'm your friend..do me a favor..read my entry entitled reflection part 2..it's kinda..for you..so if you really don't want to...I BEG YOU!!!!!!! do this for me..friends ryt???; Thursday, November 30, 2006 11:10:00 AM

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Some call me Pet, and some, Don Peto. 31 Years of age, born a Taurus on the year of our Lord 050177. BS Architecture student, 25% Filipino, 25% Spanish, 50% Chinese at birth, but 50% Italian, 50% Japanese at heart, objectivist, ambivert, paranoid, cynic, pessimist, skeptic, perfectionist, yet a Christian. An idealist when it comes to love, a hopeless-romantic, artist, philospher, mathematician(?), metaphysician, musician, bassist, guitarist, drummer, (wannabe cello player), and admirer the female gender.