11 December 2004

I won't do what i don't wanna do.

I can't do what i am supposed to do, but i don't really wanna do.

Please don't push me...

...because you can't make me.





JC: yara, punta ka sa meeting natin para sa newspaper ha!

YARA: *uncertain smile* sure...

JC: siguro naman writer ka sa newspaper nyo nung HS diba?

YARA: ........

YARA: hinde.

JC: ........

JC: pero marunong k nmn sumulat noh..?

YARA: ........

YARA: okay lang...





Pano ko sasabihin na ayoko tlg maging writer sa Lakbay? Alm ko nmn n hinde nila ako kailangan kc sbrang dame na nmin. May mga writers nga n hindi n mabigyn ng column kc nga sobrang puno n kme. So cguro nmn e they won't mind na umalis ako. Kc ayoko talaga... at kapag ayoko...


Alam ko n mgiging badshot ako sa knila... But i felt na i don't care. I did not voluntarily put myself into this mess in the first place. Nagulat lang ako kya napatango ako. Shet. Feeling ko that's my mistake. I should have said NO agad. Shet.


Im not exactly the type of person na madaming regrets. Pero ano 'to?? Kaya ngayon, e2, nag-iicp ako ng paraan pra makalusot d2. Ayoko tlga. At kpag ayoko... ayoko.

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