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I am transparent. What you see is what you get. Most of the time people don't understand me, or what I'm saying, but it's far simpler than what they think it is. I act like a kid all the time, finding pleasure in the simple things that life has to offer, because I find a curious freedom in being child-like. Most of the time you will see me with my head in the clouds, dreaming about the most impossible things like unicorns and giant butterflies. Every once in a while, my imagination goes berserk and if you happen to be with me during these times, you will find yourself in the midst of a fast whirling hurricane of ethereal things and ideas. I love to lose myself in the music of everyday life for i believe that every moment of our life here on earth is worth living.
I am me.
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Sunday, February 05, 2006
It's been almost 4 years since I last saw some of my relatives from my father's side. Things got a little fuzzy between us, and honestly, I Never thought I'd be able to see them again. Funny how things don't work out according .
i saw them again today. they were here at our house because we hosted a despedida party for some of our relatives who are going to migrate to the states on the 11th. I thought everything would turn out all right, and that they would patch things up. Again, funny how things don't work out. They keep on searching for the truth, but how can they now what the truth is when they already shut their minds to every other option that comes their way?
Pride is one of the things that destroys bonds; at the very worst, it seems to have its say in severing family ties. Self-pity is another factor, one attribute that seems to be present in my father's family. Now that I look at it, it seems to me that most of my father's family seems to be a big bunch of twisted people. It's true. And you know what pisses me off more? The fact that they always try to present to society that they're a group of happy, well-off people that seem to have their way with business and money.
Funny how things don't work out. After all the preparations, the prayers that you made.. still, nothing happens. It's hard, living like this, suffering from yet another painful blow made by my uncle. But still. my family will get through this. To hell with all that they said, what they are saying, and what they will say. I know that my family's innocent, and that is all that I'll be needing for the rest of my life.
I'm going to miss you, Ynah. In our group of cousins, I feel as if we are the only ones that really understand each other. Good luck in your new life.
I'll be seeing you.
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