internecinus hindrances

internecinus: deadly hindrances:a delay my frustrations and complications....






Tuesday, May 28, 2002

 
with each sound of the beat
i press on
with the hot summer heat
i move on
with the music of the street
i dance on
with the beat of my heart
i live on

the world revolves around the inadequacies of others
the pressure to live up to some standard
the ideal of the "american dream"
the question of success measured by some imaginary ruler
the answer to the "what are you going to do when you grow up?" question

well i've decided to live my life without these feelings of
doubt, remorse, stupidty, subjectivity,
and live in a world that i create
in a world where the happiness of myself is not ruled by fate
but a world where i choose where to go and why
a world where bureaucracy's mean nothing in my eye

i care not for your opinion
i care not for your doubt
i care not for your frowns and look down upon snouts

when the world is my oyster, my glass of champagne
no negative vibe can stop my parade
good bye to this world of deadlines and stupdity
i look upon the world with a new eye, a realization of new objectivity

my happiness is my only goal
the reason for living, the cause for my constant toil
each day i step on this earth with an eye for relaxation
no more pressures or stress
just intoxication
with life, with love, with friends of good sort
no more cause for a life of remorse

its time to live with a happy heart
the gloomy days, tears that have left me in smarts
have disappeared from my memory
and with that i sing a happy reverie

=)

posted by lainey at 7:48 PM

Monday, May 27, 2002

 
so here's my theory on crushes...

either....

a) you've been "crushed" by your crush (thus the term crush)...
b) you got to know your crush and you become friends...
c) you like your crush...
d) you get over it...
e) your the person crushed on (but somehow you never realize this until its too late...way too late)...


presently i'm in the C category with a new boy i think i've only told like three people that i'm crushing on this person....hmmm....will i move to the B category...i dont know...most likely no, but hopefully yes...lets wait a week or two and i'll be in the D category...like always...

always crushing....heheh...i think things are back to normal...nic and hans know what this means hahah

its good times good times

posted by lainey at 9:41 PM

Saturday, May 25, 2002

 
maybe they're right
when the tell me
that my dark brown skin is ugly
that my almond shaped eyes are exotic
that my long black hair is magical
that my intelligence is worth nothing
that i should know my place
that i am a second class citizen

no

i refuse to believe that they are right
i refuse to believe that i am wrong
i refuse to believe that everything about me is inadequate
i refuse to believe that i am worth nothing
i refuse to believe their lies
i refuse to believe

bc when i do...

i am nothing....







posted by lainey at 11:02 PM

Friday, May 24, 2002

 
i sinply dont understand anything anymore...

and somehow i'd rather have it this way then completely understanding every situation...

lifes more fun when you're living it in a confused fashion...

posted by lainey at 9:05 PM

Wednesday, May 22, 2002

 
it'd be so easy to say FUCK'EM
and leave the bullshit of their crap behind...

but i can't

it'd be so easy to say FUCK OFF
and finally give certain peoples a piece of my mind...

but i can't

it'd be so easy to just scream at the top of my lungs WHY ARE YOU SO FUCKIN FULL OF YOURSELVES?
and finally let it all out

but i can't

it'd be so easy

but its not...

FUCK'EM
FUCK OFF
WHY ARE YOU SO FUCKIN FULL OF YOURSELVES.....


posted by lainey at 8:28 PM

Monday, May 20, 2002

 
i'm not sad that boards over...it hasn't really hit me. doing interviews feels like old hat and not like an end at all...still have shit to do...but ehhh i'm at this ambivalent stage right now.

this year has been strangely satisfying/trying/heartbreaking/learning/growing/understanding.... blah blah blah a year to remember

and somehow it feels like i'm back at square one all over again.

with my life
with people
with school
with family
with friends
with love
with happiness
with time

fuck basically with everything....

sorry if this sounds cryptic jevon...its one of my reflective moments here....heh =p

posted by lainey at 9:54 PM

 
inspired by john mayer songs

there's NO SUCH THING as a pefect friendship...bc sometimes MY STUPID MOUTH says stupid things...like YOUR BODY IS A WONDERLAND or i wish it was the year nineteen83...as someone always says to me, "call me crazy" bc i'm NOT MYSELF. perhaps on ST PATRICK'S DAY we can take a road trip to the GREAT INDOORS of georgia...WHY GEORGIA? because of the all NEON signs and nifty 3 X 5 postcards that i can send BACK TO YOU....or to someone with CITY LOVE...some city in georgia i suppose...

the randomness of the day leads to random blogs like this...

thank you
have a nice day
come again...

posted by lainey at 4:49 PM

 
cloudydays



Monday, May 20, 2002


my lola taught me to sit up straight, altho i never do
she taught me to be proud of who i am, altho sometimes i feel ashamed
she taught me to be graceful with everything you do, but i'm a complete klutz


her skin was beautiful, a light cappucino cream
while mine is brown and tan, dark like chocalate milk
her hair was strong, short and gray
while mine is young, long and black
i have her eyes, dark and brown
i have her mouth, soft and pink


i cried when they cut her hair.
i knew they had to operate, but it felt like apart of her was missing
i cried when she could not speak
i knew she was paralyzed, but i wanted to hear her voice
i cried when i looked into her eyes, the eyes we shared
i knew she was sad, but i couldn't do anything
i cried because she was slowly dying before me
and i couldn't do anything


i miss the touch of her hand on my forehead as i would "amin" her
i miss her smell, like the rosary she held that was scented with rose petals
i miss her voice, it soothed me as she spoke to me in tagalog
i miss sitting next to her in church and watching her pray with such devotion


my lola is gone
i'm starting to forget her
forget her voice, her laugh, her face
her hands, her touch
her...


my lola was everything i see myself not to be
but she had faith that i would grow into a strong pilipina woman
just like her...


i only hope i can be like her...
be strong, be proud, be graceful...
be wise...


i have my lola eyes...her mouth...
my inspiration to free my voice


my lola...

- e d, 12:28 PM


posted by lainey at 12:30 PM

Friday, May 17, 2002

 
its not that the day's been shitty....its actually been ok and quite normal...

but its just been very blah....


i think i just need a hug....

that or some sleep...damn insomnia... = /

posted by lainey at 7:05 PM

 
======
| elaine |
======

this is the friendbox...notice that i'm stuck in it. always is the case.

just had a talk with thao about all this love and heart stuff. we both came to the conclusion that liking someone is a scary thing...and a we sometimes use the whole we dont want to ruin the friendships we have with ppl by letting them know that we like them excuse/cop out. well thao says that she uses it as an excuse sometimes...i'm sure i do it too, without even knowing it.


c'est la vie...what can you do...

always stuck in a box...

posted by lainey at 12:36 PM

Wednesday, May 15, 2002

 
i think i've been in this process of hiding lately...

like this week i've just been avoiding anyone and any responsibility that i've had to do. like my ra work...i finally put up my educational posters and junk like that...but it didn't feel as relieving as i thought it should... and this paper..still not done..i think i'm gonna change the class to pass/not pass...i dont need the fuckin class anyhow since i'm fulfilling the requriement elsewhere...arghhh apathy is ruining my life again.

and right now i'm typing in my room with the door closed...usually i have an open door policy and anyone can come by and chat...but right now i'm in a hiding kind of mood.

also i'm particularly hungry but i dont want commons food (yuck =( noooo commons food! ) but i have no $$$ to buy food elsewhere. whats wrong with me? who knows...i need a peppy pick me up...a cigarette? nah i think another trip to la is in order...i've been up there twice this week...i think i need to go up there again...it will mean spending money i dont have again...but it will also mean escaping this apathy...i think i just need to drive...

who knows what i do....= /

posted by lainey at 7:42 PM

Tuesday, May 14, 2002

 
in one of those lets reevaluate my life moments...

things are really nice right now. springs here and its ungodly hot...but hey its still ok. my friends have been constantly been making me laugh and smile. my no mess no stress mantra has been applied to everyday life. the fact that i haven't written papers hasn't even fazed me. even when i'm in trouble i still feel like i'm ok...i'm not in barney...(oceans 11 reference heh)

at the moment i'm happy with how things are going....

lifes swell and i dont exactly feel invincable....

i feel...

glad =D



posted by lainey at 3:17 PM

Monday, May 13, 2002

 
cancelled my houehold bank credit card...although the lady on the other end of the phone was making it really attractive to keep...i'm glad i didn't. this summer's going to be a lot of working to pull my ass out of dead...just like last summer!!

ehhh i have work to do like putting up posters for my hall....publicizing for my programs...my paper that was due last weds...but alas i am struck by the unmovitvation bug. damn that bug i think its been in my system for a good while now...like 21 years...arghhh oh well...

and my story...for those of you who've asked...its totally from my imagination. the people are reflections of friends but they don't fully represent one person. they could be a combo of people...but no character is one sole person...yeah just to let you all know..

me thinkith its time for a nap...maybe i'll doze off to romeo and juliet...watching that movie last thursday made me want to go and buy moulin rouge. i really like baz luhrmann's style...

posted by lainey at 1:47 PM

Saturday, May 11, 2002

 
IV279: the keyboard wasnt arranged randomly
IV279: the common querty keyboard we have now came from the typewritter
IV279: back in the day it was found that the most efficient set up for the keys couldn't work because the typewritter's keys would get jammed cause folk would type so fast on the most efficient set up
IV279: what we have now is not the most efficient, i think, its probably up there but not the most efficient

======================================

so that was ivy's response to my fascination about they keyboard entry...hmmm.... i'll agree with her...but if its not hte most efficient, i wonder what would be?

posted by lainey at 6:09 PM

 
its gone...god damn and i was fucking in love with that story...

ok shit here's my feeble attempt at recreating what was lost:
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last night i fell in love with his song. the words and melody that came from his voice enraptured me completely. there was something about him that made me wanna go up to him and say, "hi i'm so and so would you like to have a drink?" but that would requre something called "courage" an element that i struggle with as well as other young people in my age bracket.

so what did i do instead? i sat at the bar, at the smoking patio and drank/smoked the night away with the homies. we conversed as we normally do. our conversation consisting of the usual laughter and sarcasm, which i gladly participated in. but my attention was obviously held elsewhere. on the stage where he was.

in a sea of earth toned shirts and cacky pants, he wore a blue button down shirt and dirty denim. in a mess of beige beanies and skully caps, his blue nyc mets cap caught me staring. he was comfortable with the fact that he didn't fit the "norm" of the neo-soul / hip hop style. he let his voice illustrate that he was definitely part of the scene.

damn that voice. when i walked in i felt my heart jump and then suddenly melt because it was the sound that had the soul that echoed in d'angelo, maxwell and musiq's voice. only this time it came intimately before me from a pilipino male. on any other occasion i would have simply walked passed him and thought "hmm he's cute" and that would have been that. but his voice kept me staring.

"je - su - chris - to" i said as his set ended and the dj began to get ready to take over. the gals and fellas laughed as i was obviously gawking at him as he stepped off stage and manuevered to the bar. we got up from our camp in the smoking patio to dance to the music. the dj was our friend and the reason we were there anyway. i didn't really want to dance, so i couldn't be my usual funny and crazy dancing self because my eyes kept going back to the bar where HE was.

and then the embarrasment occured.

damn friends and their drunken mentality and stupidity. i went to bar to get a drink to quench the thirst that had come about from dancing. one of the fellas, who had intended to gently nudge me into HIS direction, pushed or shoved me into his direction instead. who knows...my inebriated ass felt like i was shoved into his way. i looked at my friend with a distainfull eye at his "accidental" nudge and he winked back at me with a "go get'em" smirk on his face.

"i'm sorry" muttered out of my mouth. I felt like i was blushing all over but the dim lights and my dark brown skin hid all that.

"don't worry about it. its cool. what are you drinkin?" and he motioned for the bartendar to come by our way.

and that's how it all started. i went from gawking uncontrollably to having a conversation with him. i learned that he was a pisces, studied english and comparative literature because he loved the lyricism in it, listened to hip hop for the same reasons, sang because it was a gift given to him, wrote because it was how he shared, listened to r&b and soul because it was what he grew up on, and danced because it came naturally.

i didnt wan to think he was perfect because there's no such thing as perfection in my book. but he was cutting it close. we danced to the same beat and grooved the same way. when it was last call i didn't realize that two or some odd hours had passed. and we had enjoyed each others company for the most part.

people started to filter out and our dj friend began to pack up. we all lingered waiting for the next plan of action...most likely food. we shared a cigarette and conversed some more and some how...i think it was the liquid courage called alcohol...words spilled from my mouth...

"so are we gonna do this again sometime?"

the night wasn't even over then, but damn that alcohol, the words just came out.

"lets wait and see where this night goes first..." he answered and he sweetly smiled.

our respective peoples filtered out into the parking lot and packed up our cars. it was off to norm's to sober up on bottomless cups of coffee and food. his friends and my friends all seemed to get along. in fact it felt like we were all long lost homies. we all were starving and couldn't get enough of our late night breakfast endeavor. it was a nice end to a surprising evening.

as wel all filtered out of norm's to smoke a cigarette so we could regain the feeling of a stomach i asked him again...

"so are we gonna do this again sometime?"

"well what do you think?"

i pulled out my phone and gave it to hiim to enter his number.

"thats what i think" i said with a mischevious grin.

he smiled and gave me his phone to do the same.

the night was coming to a happy close and i was ready for a long hot shower and my comfy bed to rest in. he walked me to my car and it was quite embarrassing to say goodbye with a car full of my friends...but it had to be done.

"so i'll hear from you later yeah?" he said

"definitely..." and i gave him a hug...not good bye, just good night.

i got into my car and started the engine and just as i was about to back out of my space he knocked on my window. i opened it to see what was up....

"yeah?"

he walked up to the window and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"i've been wanting to do that all night. i had to do it before you left."

my friends just giggled. it was so wrong. but definitely expected and embarrassing. that's my friends for you.

"uhhh...thanks...i'll talk to you later" and i smiled.

he walked to his car and i drove off feeling very happy. this night started with me falling in love with his song. i didn't know it would lead to maybe falling in love with him. that's what i call a good night out with the gals and fellas.

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ok that's the story...i was able to rehash most of it...damn this sounds like an ongoing thing...i just might have to write more to this...hmmm maybe later...

yay...story wasn't so lost after all....

=)



posted by lainey at 2:57 PM

 
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

i was writing a story and now its all gone

fuck


damn it

lost story

posted by lainey at 1:07 PM

 
so i'm sitting with emil and we're talking about our master plan for commercials next year...its close to four in the morning and he has to go to sig ep retreat and i'm still awake for god knows what reason....and i get a duty call...stupid freshman gluing each others doors...damn them! i want to go to bed but can't bc now i have to stay up and wait to hear from peoples about whats going on...

ehhh its an excuse to stay up a little longer....when i should be sleeping....

ehhh gives me an excuse to write...although i do love the forum of the pen and paper..there's something freeing about the keyboard. and i mean this in regards to all keyboards....piano ones, typewriter ones, computer ones....did you ever wonder how the letters on a typewriter/computer keyboard were arranged? it looks so freakin random, but it IS the best way for the letters to be arranged. think how awkward it would be if they were all lined up alphabetically. its just freakin amazing that they are where they are because words flow off the fingers so easily.

yeah...so it gives me the opportunity to let words spill out from imagination.....

so here goes:

it wasn't that they weren't ready for what happened. it was that time wouldn't let them. what a classic story.
but maybe it was really that they weren't going to allow themselves to be ready? and they set each other up for failure...

bleh...that was what she was feeling. he kept saying that he was "too busy" and she would always say..."well ok, i understand, i'm pretty busy myself."

blah...that was what he was feeling. she kept saying "its ok i'm willing to take a chance." and he would always say..."it isn't fair" and "i shouldn't be doing this to you"

when the only battle against them is time and circumstance is it really time and circumstance?
or
is it that one of them was using time and circumstance against themselves??

there's always a choice. there's always an option. it simply depends on which one you choose and who'll come out as the bad guy and the sad victim...whatever is the case...someone always gets hurt.

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okay that was shitty story...my weak attempt and something...anything...ahhhhhhh whatevers. so this time they words didn't flow magically off my fingers and onto the typewriter. this time they spilled out shittily (is that even a word?? well it is now =p ). bleh...crap crap crap...that story was crap...

okay i think i should end this now...bc i can already sense the delirium from staying up for no reason seeping out and onto this blog...

g'mornin g'afternoon g'evenin and g'nite folks (yes that was a la truman show...)

posted by lainey at 4:33 AM

 
okay okay...

the whining will soon end....

emil's bought food!!

YAY!!!!

carne asada nachoes and fries!!!!!!!

=)

]

posted by lainey at 12:09 AM

Friday, May 10, 2002

 
DAMN the pains....

the hunger pains!!!!!!

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

posted by lainey at 11:47 PM

 
DUTY

SUCKS

ASS!!!

I'M

HUNGRY!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

posted by lainey at 10:46 PM

Thursday, May 09, 2002

 
PANIC PANIC
PANIC PANIC
PANIC PANIC
PANIC PANIC
PANIC PANIC

both my alter egoes are panicking.....

TRIPLE THREAT THURSDAY is HERE....

i'm gonna cry
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

can't wait for tonight...

time to get drunk time to get drunk
time to get drunk time to get drunk
time to get drunk time to get drunk
time to get drunk time to get drunk

hehehheehehehheehheheh

posted by lainey at 8:09 AM

Wednesday, May 08, 2002

 
minus the fact that i have triple threat thurs tomorrow and still need to study like crazy bc i'm not ready for any of my tests....

things are feeling / looking good. i was really bitchy lately and for me to notice myself being bitchy...well then you know its been a problem. perhaps things are on the up and up because its spring and i cleaned my room (which lasted for a short period of time bc ivy and jen crashed here after pcn and the place hasn't recovered...) and cleaned house in the other parts of my life...

learning experience that i've gone through of late:
**when you get boggled by people who bring you down...cut them out of your life. it sounds so mean, but hey...if they were your friends to begin with they would want you to be happy...and if you being happy constitutes them not being your friend...then you'd better cut them out of your life. simple as that. and to get the record straight i usually dont let go of friends so easily...they usually skip out on me before i skip out on them, so this was a first.

**the best days are idle days where all you do is talk all day / night with friends. chilling and laughing with each other about stupid shit, making fun of each other, simply enjoying each others company. random im's from nowhere are always nice. random adventures lead to interesting memories (see a leap of faith entry about me and jenny's blockbuster trip). and phone conversations until the wee hours of the morning put a smile on my face. i walk around like i'm soooo tired and its because i usually am...i've been having too much fun with the people who mean something so much to me.

**friviolous spending on music and dvds is not frivolous. i wish the 'rents would understand that one!!!!! heh

i think i've got my money's worth of a college education so far...money well spent i'd say...

one more year and it'll be over...how crazy is that...hopefully i'll still be learning something when this 5 year period of my life is over...

somehow i know i will be... =)

posted by lainey at 6:52 PM

 
so my lil cousin is ending his high school career in about two weeks. and all i have to say is WHAT THE FUCK?!!

when did we get old? he's till in kindergarted in my head.

time just flies by too fast. there'll be no more family at st. gen's vince's the last of us. its weird...too weird.

when did we become the oldies???

posted by lainey at 2:47 PM

Tuesday, May 07, 2002

 
bleh....

so i should be writing my 7 page paper on contemporary japanese cinema...

what am i doing instead?? watching the love and basketball dvd that i just bought and galavanting before my ra inservice thingy.

sounds of a slacker?

YES!

posted by lainey at 3:24 PM

Monday, May 06, 2002

 
inspired by a person in the village....
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so they were talking for what felt like the last time. every word that was coming out of the phone felt like a goodbye, when what they both wanted was for time to stop being so stubborn, so fickle, and so...the problem. instead the words kept falling out of each others mouth as fast as they fell for each other.

who knew that when this all started that it would end so strangely? they both kept the conversation going as if they knew that hanging up would be the end. the long uncomfortable pauses were becoming unbearable. they both didn't want to hear each others muffled tears and sniffles any longer.

she said,

"do you want me to let you go?"

it was a simple question with too many complicated answers. he didn't want this to happen. he didn't want this to end. he didn't want this to be all his fault. but that's what it felt like.

the conversation was over. there were no more words that they could say to each other. they both knew that the phone would stop ringing even though they made promises to each other that it never would.

"yeah i'll go..."

it wasn't the answer she wanted to hear, but it was the answer she knew she would hear.

"ok, bye"

"bye..."

*click*
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its a sad story but with a potentially happy ending. bad timing is the worst of excuses. so perhaps it wasn't meant to be. all i gotta say buddy is you're someone special and when you do find that someone and bad timing doesn't come up...he's gonna be very lucky...

thanks for listening to me too....and you're welcome i'm here as a shoulder to cry on any day of the week....my one ply tissues are here for you too!!!

posted by lainey at 7:42 PM

 
ok proof that pcn is a dangerous bubble from life:

i have a paper due on weds that i know absolutely nothing about....ahhhhhhhhh

and i have a triple threat thursday!!!
10 am: spanish test
11 am: fil am mid term
3 pm: afro-latin music mid term

crap...i haven't cracked open a book since...ok so i never crack open my books...

the panic is beginning to set in....ahhhhh
let the cramming begin!!!!!!!

posted by lainey at 2:33 PM

 
so i just got ask the question,

"what do you care? what difference does it make?"

damn mikey and his outside perspectives...

so really why do i care and what difference does it make...hmmm i think its because now its turned into not just my reasons for being pissy, but i heard someone elses reasons for being pissy...someone close to me. me, being the empathetic person i am, its added to my reasons for being pissy...

but you know what...mikey's right, why do i really care...i shouldn't...

so i'm guess i'm not going to....

easier said then done, but i'm gonna make a conscious effort to do so

posted by lainey at 1:00 AM

Sunday, May 05, 2002

 
thank god pcn's over. i'll miss everyone and probably be going through withdrawals in a bit, but i'm sure midterms coming up will override most of those emotions. also it felt so good to put black nail polish on again. my poor nails felt naked without it! hehe

posted by lainey at 11:18 PM

 
fun times with the two best friends...YAY

they got to hear me chant...

VINDICTIVE BITCH
VINDICTIVE BITCH
VINDICTIVE BITCH

i am so like my mom...
its funny... =p

posted by lainey at 11:44 AM

Saturday, May 04, 2002

 
DUDE
you've got it all wrong...
i DONT HATE you
i simply DON'T LIKE you
and would rather NOT HAVE you in my life anymore
so in other words:i'm NOT YOUR FRIEND

take a hint or grab a clue or take/grab something from all this ok?

thank you
have a nice day.

posted by lainey at 7:38 AM

 
who cares if i'm cryptic? what difference does it make if i make my blog entries a riddle? its fun to have people think twice about what i write and question if my blog entries are about them?

here's the thing...
if you read an angry blog and you think its about you...then its most likely about you.

if you dont think its about you and you just think "damn she's hella pissed at someone" then its not about you.

there...does that explain how my blogs arent' cryptic?

oh and here's another forray into the strange workings of my mind...
i can never really hate a person,
BUT
i can dislike a person immensely
WHICH
is never a good thing....because i'm a vindictive bitch....who, only on EXTREME cases, will take action.
OTHERWISE
i'll just talk major shit...if you would like the shit talking to stop....
THEN
stop being an ASS
AND
step up and actually talk to me
AND THEN
you will get the low down on why i immensely dislike you.
BUT
if you're a CHICKENSHIT
who won't ask me, WHAT'S WRONG?
then you'll never know because i won't hunt you down to tell you
INSTEAD
i'll just walk away...

posted by lainey at 1:32 AM

Thursday, May 02, 2002

 
i dont understand
why i create this drama in my head
i dont understand
so i'm off to bed

will someone wake me from this madness when its over??

posted by lainey at 12:29 AM

Wednesday, May 01, 2002

 
you're right jen, we weren't really friends to begin with...so there isn't any problem there...i can walk away and just look at it as walking away from someone...not a friend. because he never was my friend...

posted by lainey at 3:22 PM

 

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