Do I have any idea what I'm getting myself into? Im scared of what might happen if I went on with it in a cold and calculating manner. I am afraid to feel myself surrendering to the unknown. To lose control. I just tell myself that it is a state of mind to do what is forbidden. When has that ever stopped me?
My ghosts are starting to haunt me. Pushing me all the more towards acting upon it. What am I going to do? I am thoroughly confused. My instincts are telling me to forget about it. My body tells me to go on. Do I dare to dream or make it a reality? I am still giving it a lot of thought. I'd be a fool not to. Then again, maybe I already am from the beginning.
An acknowledgement doesn't mean that it is the end of all things. Actually, authors and technical documentors put it before the copy starts. Almost all novels and documentations have a section where they thank their significant others, people they've suckered information from, and dead people. My blogger is no different. Thanks to:
Intelligent guys, intelligent conversations and intelligent people. Without you, I wouldn't be a smartass
Lucky me pancit canton and yakisoba. We will starve to death if we didn't have when we had to stay up all night slaving for our thesis.
The men in my life for without you, I'd have no idea how sick and demented this world is. :p
HLM (Hawthorn Lesbian Movement) for the "Starbucks Monologues" we always play out. We're lucky Starbucks still lets us buy their coffee. Our combined laughter terrorizes sorrounding territories.
Hugh Jackman, Brad Pitt, Antonio Sabato, Heath Ledger for being the main characters in my (sexual?) fantasies. If it isn't too much to ask, can you ALL appear at my next fantasy? hehehe
ALM, MCR, ALT, CAS, ARQ. Thanks for being there. These guys know everything about me so if you want to blackmail me, guess who they are. hehehe
The tobacco companies. Wihtout you, who would take 5 minutes off my life everytime I light a stick?
My publicist for doing a teriffic job of "spreading the word" and all that added non publicist stuff. You're the greatest. Don't worry, I'll pay you when I become famous!
My "online" friends. I treasure all of you. Thank you for putting up with my bitching when no one else does.
The people who read this blogger. I don't know why you read a lunatic's rantings but I thank you anyway.
Starbucks for giving out those fat free Lurpaks that i really like with my croissant.
Sex ed teacher. Without her, I'd be an ignorat fool till now. hehehehe High school was never the same without her.
All my favorite men: Jose, Johny, Martini. My salvation and my inspiration. I don't really like them much when I wake up in the morning though. Damned hangovers.
For anybody else that I missed out, many thanks. Just put it on the comments and I'll add you to the list when I get the chance.
