mood: sick
music: Satisfaction – Benny Benassi


Hope is the flutter flutter of butterfly wings
grazing my cheek in an angel kiss,
yearning to leave my chrysalis,
shedding my drab ground-bound caterpillar existence
to emerge as a Monarch soaring into sapphire bliss.

A breathtaking vision,
my metamorphosis.

i believe this would have the record of being one of my earliest entries. im sick and bored. baaad combination. so anyway, nothing happened today, was bedridden the whole day.. papa j went to malate and watched efren play.. wow that rhymed.

anyway, i was bored, so that fully explains the poem. hay. i wanna talk about something, but ill leave that to another day.

today was pangs graduation.happy graduation pangs! di bagay sayo ang graduate. harhar.

okay.. hot head and cold sweaty hands. i shouldn’t have smokes Marlboro Lights it makes me sick.. and according to my cousin, its the equivalent of MArlboro Reds back in the Philippines. waah.. i better run home and get more Winston lights soon.

i’m out.


Author: angparaluman

a poster girl with no poster staying on the safe side of the road less traveled.

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