Mon
Jan
30
I guess it’s no secret to those who know me personally that I’m kinda… eccentric. Yeah, I like how eccentric sound better than weird. One of my quirks is that I have a certain threshold on how stupid anybody within my circle should be, but at the same time if I get the feeling that someone’s IQ slightly ahead of mine, I get irritated. So basically, I don’t like stupid people. I don’t hate them; I simply won’t interact much with stupid people. But at the same time, I despise people who are a tad bit smarter than me. And if that certain person’s smarts is not accompanied by a heart of gold, then more often than not, I’ll mark my territory every chance I get. I won’t piss on you because I’m not a dog, but chances are I’m gonna be constantly pissed at you.
Wed
Jan
25
I’m at that age where I’m beginning to accumulate baggage. A lot of things happened, and I’m really proud of myself for how I’ve fared so far. But there is still that lingering doubt at the back of my head whether I’m heading towards the right direction, whether the path I’m laying in front of myself will even lead me anywhere. I am Gabriel Angelo Sanchez, I am free, and I am finding freedom repulsive.
Tue
Jan
17
90% ng mga nakabasa nito tinamad magreblog.
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Tumblr circa 2009 represent! Haha. Nung una akong nagtumblr wala pang like button. Tapos nagkaron ng Tumblarity tapos nawala ulit. Tapos nauso yung formspring tapos nagkaron ng Tumblr Ask.
Thu
Jan
12
Some might say that my way of coping up with tragic events in my life is very unhealthy. I repress everything. I isolate bad memories, and adjust my reality accordingly. I stop listening to certain songs, I stop eating certain food, I stop going to certain places, anything that might trigger nostalgia is buried six feet under. Every time, then, that something tragic happens, a part of me dies along with it’s tragic memory. I murder the living hell out of the melancholic guy inside of me, and go on with my life being lifeless and dull until I can give birth to a new me that can smile once again. I have been repeatedly guilty of suicide, but like a fucking phoenix, I rise from the ashes and face life until the next person, or event, lead me once again into taking my own life.