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"All men have a sweetness in their life. That is what helps them go on. It is towards that they turn when they feel too worn out.

- Albert Camus

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the name's wilfred.
wilfred avelino j manalili,
but willy's fine enough.
october 12, ever since '94.
the youngest of 3.
you could say i'm one of those random people in the room to fill up the space. but, i don't exactly take that much, haha. im short, but i'm growing! i'm a growing child. and really, you should notice me. you'd get quite amazed, how different i've become over the years. for the better, for the better. anyways, i'm asian. and have great white/yellow/nude skin. and it never obeys me when i try to tan. i'm a dork, i'm peppy, i'm engh. yet, i'm there. and i try to understand. i like gummies, and ice cream, and funnel cake. i like to stay home for my fam, for loafting, for anything. i write, and i draw, and i notice. i tend to get phased out/bored? but hey, i can still party it up. do not underestimate. in education, i'm up there. haha, but not literally. OLMC's treating me good enough. sophomore year, what? i'm so not ready for it. lately, i've been into traveling and going away. experiencing* i'm really trying to boost my shyness up. 'cause, yes, i am originally shy to be around. but, its getting better. i think.

music, computer, food (but no gain), growing up, the "usual"/"yuje".
cannot forget a.t♥ she gets me.

Seeing Stars

December 16, 2009

i've always wanted to be amazed, so much that my eyes widen. i imagine myself kinda slouched on a hill, a lake in front of me, looking out. the outside's dawn - the weather gloomy - but not sad. almost, romantic. and well, i stare at the stars, and i notice that some movements are dancing. different colours are flowing in the night, in the sky, flying together and intertwining - and then coming to me. they surround me, and make my eyes surround them. and all of a sudden, people start showing behind me. all sorts of people that i know, and that've helped me. they show up, but disappear. and then show up closer to me. or show up further away than before. watching the colours move through everyone. and then through me.

haha, once i dreamed that, i've always wanted it again. it's something about this dream, from the other dreams, that meddle the most. it wasn't just because it was third-person. but it was because of all that i did.

i like my life. i'd much prefer figuring things out.