from inside me

connecting to:

http://neverbn2me.blog.friendster.com/

because that's how it is supposed to be.

What's In A Train Of Thought?

What could be in a train of thought?  Endless possibilities.  Just like now, I'm in a taxi and I've been thinking of making even just one entry to this blog I created several months ago, which made me think of money-making ventures online.  But then I set the thought aside because I then remember another online transaction I have that generate a little but very helpful sum of money.  Yes, money is, if not always, constantly popping in my thoughts. And money is my problem right now.  Well, not that I'm in urgent need of it, or there's some debts I need to settle ASAP, some emergency that requires a lot of it...No, not like that.  I'm thinking of money, especially now, because of my bank account problem.  On second thought, though, I don't believe that much (I'm convincing myself) that this is really a problem because there are already solutions I've seen.  The problem actually is at arriving to the one solution without causing hassles to others. Nobody wants complications.  Nobody wants to put themselves in an inconvenience.  And it can be pretty annoying if one is put in such a situation.  Maybe they would say it's okay, it's nothing to worry about, but deep deep down there, inside their innermost thoughts, are the repressed or more likely controlled and tamed annoyance somebody caused.  Now I'm on the solutions but what was with my problem? Yeah, money, bank account.  And it's so comical.  This minute dilemma I'm currently going through is something that not many people can understand completely, in a cultural sense probably.  And even in my own location, still not many will be able to relate to this since this little venture I have is not a wide practice here. And you know, little things can be very annoying.  I guess that's why I don't qualify this thing as a pure problem because to me, it's a mere and temporary interruption of comfort.  Well, this is only temporary if I act on it right away.  Now here goes the question, what should I do then?  Funny.  I've been thinking of acting on it right away, but my mind is telling me with a big and bold WAIT.  Waiting is exhausting.  I don't know if it's a matter of being so impatient or due to my kind of anti-social nature, but I dislike waiting.  To be fair to me, I dislike being waited for either.  But I really hate it when i have to wait for someone....

What I wrote above was written several months ago.  I have just re-read them, and will conclude the unfinished blabber above:  I waited and the solution came.  Or more likely, the problem settled itself.  Or more likely, I was just lucky to meet people who I need not beg for help but voluntarily offered me their generosity.  No, I didn't borrow or ask money from them, if it's what you're thinking.  But everything above was solved millions of hours ago.

My Cebuano-Bisaya Story-Telling Attempt

I'm back to my irregular hobby of writing, and this time, i made an attempt to write something in my own dialect. Even this is really new to me.  Somehow, I felt satisfied with the finished work.  And I published it in my other blog.  It's entitled ANG AKONG LAST DAY.

Strange Me

I love with all my heart;
I feel so deep in my soul;
But I can't show it at all.

I have attempts to pursue;
I put efforts, I make ways;
But I retreat when it's coming.

How could I long something so bad
Yet avoids it at the same time?
How could I fear what I love to happen?

Strange me.