cannonball

not everything you ask for will happen,

not everything you dream of will come to reality,

not everything you’re looking for will appear in front of you, 

not everything you hope for will come about,

not everything you wait for will arrive,

and not eveything you wish to take place will come true.

we can only wish,

but sometimes we should know when to stop asking, dreaming, looking, hoping,  waiting and wishing for something that we know we can never have…

sometimes we have to learn to let it go.

it’s never an easy task, it’s never a straight path to follow.

i can only wish.

i can only hold on to that wish.

now, i realized i have to let that wish go.

now, i have to stop asking, dreaming, looking, hoping, waiting and wishing for that.

now, i have to stop holding on. ^_^

sali na kyo sa editorial cartooning & photojournalim contests ng UJP-UP. ^_^

interested? visit www.ujpup.tk for the mechanics.

deadline of entries is on Sept 11.

it’s been a while since my last post. a lot has happened to the point that posting all of it would only serve as a super non-sense delayed reaction.

but one theme has been consistent in everything… everything seemed weird — literally and figuratively speaking. even my dreams were weird. i thought things were better already; that i was feeling better and unaffected by anything pertaining to a certain topic. and so, i thought. those thoughts remained unchanged: as thoughts of a girl who wished nothing more than to free herself from all the strings attached. i wonder why i always seem to end up in this cycle…

i dont usually write about this, knowing this can be accessed by anyone and anyone who knows the reasons behind my quiet moments/past-revisiting thoughts can easily undertstand this, but for some reason im doing it right now… its a weird thing in itself already.

well, i guess im going to let it pass…

Artist: Michelle Featherstone

I gave up coffee and cigarettes

I hate to say it hasn’t helped me yet

I thought my problems would just dissipate

And all my pain would be in yesterday

I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain

And watched my bad habits get flushed away

I thought that that would keep my head on straight

And all my pain would be in yesterday

But it’s true I’m still blue

But I finally know what to do

I must quit, I must quit, you

I thought that if I didn’t go and play

The sadness would get bored and go away

I thought that if I didn’t go astray

That all my pain would be in yesterday

But it’s true I’m still blue

But I finally know what to do

I must quit, I must quit, you

I sold my guitar and my piano

I thought that it was these that kept me low

I thought if only I could try and change

That all my pain would be in yesterday

But it’s true I’m still blue

But I finally know what to do

I must quit, I must quit, you

I must quit, I must quit, you