*This entry was originally written on the 9th Day of September 2016.
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It's almost starting.
My head hurts a little bit but it's okay.
Only one person cared.
Mother suddenly came.
Headbands.
No one cares...
Whores...
More whores...
That's not the way how you do it.
I wonder where Mother went.
Waiting.
There's still more to come.
I look like a scribe walking around with a pen and a notebook.
Looking for Mother...
Walking...
A short talk...
Graceful...
Red poster paint...
I look like a nobody...
Still walking...
It will start soon...
We just performed...
The second performers were good!
Currently watching the third ones.
Okay, it looks a little bad.
They tried their best but it's okay.
It just ended.
The last dance performers are next.
I don't know what's happening.
Oh wait, they started.
It's okay.
I feel like I want to lip-sync the song. (A/N: The song is "Isang Dugo, Isang Lahi, Isang Musika" by Richard Reynoso.)
I'll buy food later.
The.
This inspires me to write a song later.
A Filipino song might be a good change to write.
Beside me is Mikasa's brother.
Wow! Good effort on the props.
Nice blending of voices.
It also gives me inspiration to write a play.
It gave me goosebumps.
I got Mother's phone.
They're.
Time to write some Filipino.
Grabe. Naaawa ako sa kanya. Nagkamali siya tapos parang maraming magagalit sa kanya. (My goodness. I feel mercy for him. He made a mistake and I think many people are going to be angry at him.)
Kailangang may magawa ako. (I need to do something.)
Ay, hintay, naambon pala. (Oh, wait, there is light rain.)
Huminto ng sandali ang ambon. (The light rain stopped for a while.)
Naaawa pa rin ako sa kapatid niya. (I still feel mercy for her sibling.)
Hindi ko man naramdaman ng buo ang kanyang damdamin sa ngayon ngunit may kaunting alam ako dito sa sitwasyon na ito. (I may not feel completely his emotion right now but I know a little bit of this situation.)
I see regret on his face.
I need to stay with him for a while.
I feel sudden guilt.
<insert the song "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" by Bob Dylan)
My ears hurt a little bit because of the speakers.
The clouds are moving very quick. Malamang uulan maya-maya. (It may rain later.)
Tumataas ang aking mga balahibo. (My body hairs are rising.)
Lahat ng bagay ay may malalim na kahulugan. (All things have a deep meaning.)
May lungkot at galit sa kanyang mukha. (There is sadness and anger on his face.)
I don't know.
My thoughts are becoming too dense.
I can't leave him right now.
The teachers are having a contest!
This will be fun!
~END~
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The Marginality of Conceptual Thoughts
PoetryThis book is a collection of short literary compositions of the same name that I have written in my personal journal and other places. Warning: Foul language is prevalent throughout the entries.
