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THE BLOG! :) obviously, but also to a world of wonders and mysteries
that are to be unraveled because that's precisely what SHE (or rather
me,) is all about. if you know me, welcome to another side of me.
but if you don't know me, it's okay. i still welcome you into a world of me
and what happens. i'm not anywhere near perfect, but here is where
i share my experiences and learnings. hope you'll be blessed reading
my entries!
LOVE YOU!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009

ALL THE WORDS I'VE WANTED TO SAY
THEY GET LOST IN THE MILES THAT I'VE HAD TO WALK.

yeah. i'm blogging in the middle of the Deck, the Arts canteen to some, the place for lunch, where we meet friends and talk to them for hours, hogging the seats during lunch hour and making sure that the poor students rushing for lecture don't get places to eat lunch. but really, who cares. when 2-4 girls sit together at the Deck, you know for sure there's gonna be laughter and sounds of shock as we update each other on our daily lives and what not.

As i continue to talk to them about my daily life, the crazy things that i do with them, without them, behind their backs, away from them, i realize one thing - i don't have to find an explanation for everything that i do. it doesn't matter how contradictory life becomes or how ironic the things i do are. i am Pandora and i've opened that box to let out, not evils, ills and diseases, but a whole myriad of other things.

Pandora was created, on the order of Zeus by Hephaestus, as a punishment to mankind. i'm not a punishment to mankind, but to men. but, the box that i carry also brings hope, hope to men and mankind. complicated? not as much as you think it is. it's part of my growing up. it's part of who i am going to be in the future. i'm just learning to control those gifts now, to be able to use them wisely in the future. my life has already been determined by God. i'm born to be a leader. i'm born to HAH. you wouldn't know.

AND ALL THE TEARS I WANTED TO CRY
THEY GOT LOST AS DEW IN THE ROSES ALONG THE PATH.

ALL THE SIGHS SAY THE UNSPOKEN EMOTIONS
THEY GOT LOST IN THE SEAS WE'VE TRAVELLED ON

YOU PUT ME UP HIGH, ON THE MOUNTAINS SO HIGH
THEY THROW ME DOWN LOW, THE ABYSSAL LOW.

AND I HATE THAT I LOVE YOU SO.