Hi. More than an avatar of secrecy, my name is Renard Bryan R. Cabutin or Arbee (or tatang or Daddy or Tatay or whatevah). I am a 17-year-old teenager who wanted nothing much but love and attention on sll the things I do, not the things that I don’t and can’t. I was born on the holy day of November 1, 1990. A sure holiday. No classes. No blow-outs. No “cheese burger” tauntings. Just cemetery, candles, flowers and an allmost reunion with my relatives. I am a proud graduate of the College of the Holy Spirit of Tarlac. One of the best in Tarlac. Now, I am taking up Journalism in controversial Polytechnic University of the Philippines.
I am weird in a lot of ways. I still tolerate all the shits in my life eventhough it hurts a lot and pains again and again. Emotional? Nah. Depressed? Yeah. I always am.
I am nobody’s man. Not pertaining only to my love life. I am nobody’s man because I can’t seem to meet anyone’s expectations. I always struggle to be accepted but I can’t seem to cope up with their fast-pacedness. I don’t believe that some people don’t care about what other says. What if these are the people you want to be accepted, as a family, as a friend, as a man.
Maybe one day when I am dead and in hell, people would either farewell to me and then forget or would feel the guilt as heavy as the pain, resentment and grudge I am feeling right now that was caused by people I love (or loved or thought I loved).
hey there, whatevah!