[Elsewhere] [Looking for Alaska] [Teach Me] [The City of Bones]

The last thing I wanna do is blog today. This has been a really, oh so really long week. It seemed like I've aged a year or two. So many not-so-really-nice things happened. Everything got me on my nerves. And just for the hell out of my messed-up week, I decided to create my battlecry:

POTA (Pissed Off Talaga Ako)

I'm not romanticizing. People (my groupmates, and perhaps other nosy fellas) have seen my face twisted with rage. Felt the coldness and madness in my silence. And that's what I actually had intended. Except that, it wasn't just me who went ballistic with the situation. Nearly everyone I suppose. Really, that event seemed like a taste of inferno. Now I'm even more confused whether I myself transformed or I actually caused the whole thing (the transformer or the transformee?).

I'm sorry I couldn't help it. It's just that, I think I'm gonna explode if I don't vent this out. I don't wanna be burdened anymore. Feeling like a deranged lady is so much of a suffering already. This is totally coolness at its peak. I just don't know if I should be glad that I'm not like those disturbed characters I've read. They were all acknowledged of their insanity, though it may not sound neat. While I, the person so much more disturbed than those characters, gropes in the darkness, trying really hard (or not) to convince (or not) "itself" on crossing the border.

Shit. Where's my Great Perhaps*?

I guess in here.

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OMG.

I can't believe this. This is like the phoniest thing I've ever heard (read). So much for reading a lot of YA fics.

Madness is bliss.

Did I happen to sing my current LSS?

Where did I go wrong

I lost the trail

Somewhere along in this wilderness

And I would have stayed up

With you all night

Had I known how to free (save) a bat

The Fray's How to Save A Life parody

* from Greene's Looking for Alaska