About Me
- Name: wanggo
- Location: Philippines
I'm one of the many modern, everyday gods trying to re-ascend into the heavens...
Links
- Indulgence
- Watching Things Burn
- The Proudest Monkey
- The Prothiaden Adventure
- Soloflite
- Uncharted Waters
- The World Through Chinky Eyes
- I Like It Here
- Kage's Travel Blog
- Risk It All
- Dating Kundiman (a bookshop)
- Candid Moments of Lucidity
- Calamansi (Cat's Blog)
- The World Is My Playground
- Den of Iniquity
Archives
- 11/01/2003 - 12/01/2003
- 12/01/2003 - 01/01/2004
- 01/01/2004 - 02/01/2004
- 02/01/2004 - 03/01/2004
- 03/01/2004 - 04/01/2004
- 04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
- 05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004
- 06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004
- 07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004
- 08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004
- 09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004
- 10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
- 11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004
- 12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005
- 01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005
- 02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005
- 03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
"I think it's gonna be a long, long time, `till touchdown brings me round again to find, I'm not the man they think I am at home... I'm a rocketman, burning out his fuel out here alone..." Rocketman by Elton John and Bernie Taupin.
Friday, April 30, 2004
and if I had one wish fulfilled tonight
I'd ask for the sun to never rise
if God lent his voice to me to speak
I'd say: "go to bed, world!"
-- 3:45: No Sleep, performed by The Cardigans (words by Nina Persson, music by Peter Svensson)
You know what I miss most about my old life? Sleep. Sleeping when I want to and waking up when I've rested. Now, I don't get enough sleep. Since April, I've been going through life with only 3 hours of sleep everyday (if I'm lucky). I need some time for myself... except most of my time is spent on work. So I push my body to the limits just to be able to communicate with friends, meet new people, read, write and do the things I like to do. Even when I know I should be asleep because I have work early the next day; I can't. I need time for myself or I'll end up just killing someone. And I can't do too much work in jail.
Yeah, I miss sleep. I miss sleep a lot. I wish I could do that more often...
I'd ask for the sun to never rise
if God lent his voice to me to speak
I'd say: "go to bed, world!"
-- 3:45: No Sleep, performed by The Cardigans (words by Nina Persson, music by Peter Svensson)
You know what I miss most about my old life? Sleep. Sleeping when I want to and waking up when I've rested. Now, I don't get enough sleep. Since April, I've been going through life with only 3 hours of sleep everyday (if I'm lucky). I need some time for myself... except most of my time is spent on work. So I push my body to the limits just to be able to communicate with friends, meet new people, read, write and do the things I like to do. Even when I know I should be asleep because I have work early the next day; I can't. I need time for myself or I'll end up just killing someone. And I can't do too much work in jail.
Yeah, I miss sleep. I miss sleep a lot. I wish I could do that more often...
