She lives and works from her laptop on a little paradise island in the Philippines. She's a writer, graphic artist, and mountaineer. During rainy days she loves to sleep and oversleep and dream and daydream and then write. More »
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Stress stress stress! I have a poknat already, damneeeeeeeeeeet, and it's ALIVE! It used to be just a little bald spot at the upper right side of my skull, now it's as huge as an adult sea urchin. You can blow your hot breath on the bald spot, wipe it off with a nice flowery hanky, and see your fishbowl reflection.XD
I try to break down, like, hit myself with a club and break my bones until I'm down on the floor so I can have an excuse to hurl myself in a hospital bed and cry for rest and quiet time with lots of fruits and books by my bedside.
I can't write.
I can't think.
I can't even fucking TALK what the hell.
I forget that I took my thesis with Professional Writing and Malikhaing Pagsulat classes both of which I suck at.
My thesis sucks baboon nipples. And I haven't even riffled through my fifty-book reading list. Way to go, Tobey! Whereas both Professional Writing and Malikhaing Pagsulat are pressuring me to write the way I DON'T want to write, that is, journalism and bob-ongish consumerist trash and I am NOT enjoying a single bit of it. Then toss in the pressure from UP Mountaineers and the looming exams and 15km runs and so on. By the end of the semester you'll just find me with a slipknot around my neck, suspended from some century-old acacia tree at the Oval. With poknats all over my head.
Word Up
Tobey17.09.10 - 18:40