She'll feel like a song... I think to myself as I lean my head against the glass and listen to the radio.  Like the scenery, images run fast and blur in an instant in my head.  There isn't necessarily a particular thought that stands out, and that's the beauty of it- when things can come to you effortlessly. Just a way of forgetting things by remembering things...ha, as if that makes sense. It's been a while since I've enjoyed a reflective ride on the way home. Usually, i just walk home on the way to my boarding house just on campus but I'm not staying there for a while. I'm doing a favor for my uncle playing watch dog over their house in Fairview because they're gonna be out of the country for a while.  It's not so bad, I get cooked food, a decent bed and tv access...finally! The only downside is having to commute back on forth...which is somewhat bothersome.  I usually end up skipping breakfast or I'll be really late for class. 
 
Wrote the first paragraph a few days ago.  I'm not feeling well...what a bummer, I get chills at night which will forever torment me whenever I get sick since I've been victim to typhoid fever a few years ago.  They say you can never really be cured from it, it just stays dormant in your system and waits until you're physically weak. But I'm not worried about it. Unlike when I was a kid, I really hate getting sick nowadays. Actually, when I was a kid...I could "fake" getting sick. I could actually induce fevers for this purpose, and I would end up spending the day just reading comics or watching tv. Later on in life, i would find out that what I experienced was a psychosomatic illness. Meaning, illnesses resulting from negative emotions. Nowadays, this talent is no longer available to me...well at least not consciously...and it's not really considered a talent. But nonetheless, here I am...bored to death, with nothing to do except watch tv reruns in the morning. Sleep is also a welcome escape from a splitting headache and a running nose. 
 
Watching over my uncle's house has its downside and its upside. Aside from the good things I mentioned earlier, I get to avoid certain individuals. Individuals who insist on inviting me out despite my constant decline especially since even if I were to consider dating...I'm only interested in WOMEN. Last time I checked, it's come to posting messages on my door in the boarding house (my room is supposed to be unknown to them by the way). It's sooo irritating. Thank God I wasn't home then. On the other hand, staying in my uncle's house can be quite scary. Just last night, the next door neighbor (as in next door talaga) was robbed at around 2 in the morning. Thankfully, nobody got hurt...and thankfully, they didn't choose to rob this house. Whew!

It's raining again outside.  I wonder if anyone notices that if you look long enough at raindrops hitting the asphalt road, they seem like a hundred white butterflies fluttering on the ground. But then again, different people see different things...and I'm not just talking about raindrops. Hmm, I'm reminded of those 3d illusion things. You know, the ones with seemingly abstract patterns but if you stare at them long enough, a definite image will appear.  I've seen these things a couple of times but I've never succeeded in seeing any image whatsoever. Never. Ever. It's just frustrating that's all. I must remember to ask someone the technique behind it all, hehe.
 
If had lived in some place like the States (or any place with a considerably large land area), one of the things I'd probably love to experience would be a road trip.  Just drive someplace, anywhere would be just fine, just drive and drive. To lose myself in an ocean of land and get that feeling of endlessness which is ultimately beautiful. To leave most things behind...worries, doubts, obligations, people (ha! as if I don't do these things well enough on regular days)...and just drive.  Of course, I'd have to worry about having a car first.  But for this purpose, I'd picture it to be something red, sporty and something preferably with the option of cruising with the top down.  To go as fast as lawfully as possible with the wind at your face with the car stereo booming...what a high that must feel like.  I wonder if I'll ever get to do that.  I wonder if I'll ever get to do a lot of things I planned on doing way back on my day dreaming days. Like traveling the world for instance.  Something I plan on doing before...ehem...settling down.  Yeah, yeah...I still have plans like those...I may be cynical about love but I don't plan on staying like that forever you know. Anyhow, a few other plans I had were learning how to cook and learning to play at least one instument proficiently. As far as the instrument playing goal is concerned, I've settled to learn at least 10  favorite songs to play on the piano. I've only learned one song so far (Right here Waiting) so I guess that means I've got nine more to go. Yeah...lots of other plans, but someone once told me that just as promises are meant to be broken, plans are meant to be sources of frustration. Sheesh, and they call me cynical.
 
In relation to my previous blog about "reality" dating, i am once again astounded(and entertained) at it's absurdity. In real life, isn't it against the rules to "see" two girls at the same time? And is it now socially acceptable nowadays to kiss torridly someone you've just met for five minutes and move on to another girl/guy in the next five minutes? In one of these kind of shows, a guy actually gets to date 25 girls at most at the same time. He gets to hang out, talk, kiss, even take a bath and etc... with them all at the same time(practically). And they all seem pretty fine with this idea. I just worry about the kiddies watching these shows nowadays especially since "parental guidance" isn't so available considering this generation usually has both parents out of the house most of the time. Or do the parents even realize the threat? Or am I just over reacting? Hehe..I probably am.
 
So here I am, in a room filled with orange light. I'm listening to the radio again. Yup, she'll feel like a song...that's when I know that lightning has struck. I don't know what she looks like, so I guess listening these songs will do for now.
 
Somebody please hit me with something hard to put me to sleep...
 
 
 
     
                 "People aren't really afraid of being serious, they only fear of not being taken seriously"-:)