Life is beautiful, isn't it? No matter how "reality" hits hard, no matter how corrupt and dirty people can get, no matter how badly we can die. We have to admit, those precious seconds of real bliss... Those are the things we live for. And maybe die for. Ewan ko. These past few weeks... I'm relatively happy. Actually, no. I AM happy. And it's just so bad that I can't write about it. See, life is...

EVERYBODY LOVES KUNG-FU FIGHTING! Taena. Taena ni Sam Concepcion. Isang beses sabay sabay sa ETC, ETC 2nd Avenue, Jack TV, pati ata sa kung saan pa. Baka sa Discovery Channel nga kapag gabi eh. WALANGYA. Nakakaasar na ha. Nung una nakakatawa pa eh. PERO NAKAKAASAR NA HA. ... Pero gusto ko manoood nung Kung Fu Panda. as in gusto ko manood nung Kung Fu Panda. O: Pero sana sa America ako makapanood...

My name is RAIN. Oh. Wait. That was wrong. I mean. My name is RAIN. Wait. Wrong again. Okai. I'll get it right. My name is RAIN! shit. My.... name... IS... RAIN. Oh fuck this. My name is Ref. Yeah. Say it like you mean it, beets. I eat yo momma for breakfast. Yo momma's so fat. Yeah. Period. Yo momma's so fat. I'm too stupid to think what pun ending I can insult yo momma. But...

"Well, my yellows, don't you all look ravishing today?" said the reds. The reds were the ignorant ones. The smirk on their faces were perpetual. Reds were the kinds that would stain your hands when you hold on to them too much. Ignorant enough maybe to put a stain on you just by looking at them. They melt you when you touch them. And they're too full of themselves that they bleed into you. They leave...

i'm this unshaken polaroid photo. shake me. someone. please. now. during the past three weeks or so, i've taken hundreds of photographs. from the molave yearender, to the heritage stay in manila,  the dusit hotel in makati, in fort ilocandia in ilocos, the residencia de tirol in boracay. and none of them have been chronicled here. during the past three weeks or so, i've seen so many stuff, thought...

"Mga tarantado kayong mga Pilipino kayo! Mmm! Lalamunin kayo ng tsunami!" - taxi driver namin papuntang Mall of Asia Ang astig nung cab driver na yon. Pinaka-astig siguro na cab driver sa buong Pilipinas. Pakiramdam ko kung kumuha siya ng UPCAT, papasa siya kahit wala siya nung kalahata ng UPG nia. Mas matalino pa siguro siya sakin. Seryoso. Hahahaha. Sumakay kami sa kaniya sa tapat ng hotel namin...

XD  :D  ö  :l This is how productive I've become. I'm listening to 90's musik. I'm listening to Savage Garden. I was listening to Spice Girls, and a while back I was listening to Backstreet. And next on my playlist is Westlife. Wth is wrong with me? Ate Pin was polishing the floor yesterday, and I was playing my Diana Krall-Madeleine Peyroux- Bill Evans playlist, and she was like: Eka why...

Talamak ang knock knock jokes ngayon ah. Gawa ng Noli me Tangere at El Filibusterismo. Waw. Tagalog. I'm writing in Tagalog ulit. Yay. Okai. Anligaya. Pero. Ndi pala masyado maligaya. Ahahay. Andami kelangang gawin. Nakakabobo na sobra. As in nakakatusta ng brain cells. Tapos, super init pa. Pero mejo natutuwa rin ako na mainit na. Kasi, parang mejo super na-late ung summer ngayon. Like, a month...

I mean it. I wish I can stop the world. There's nothing I won't do. Specially all the stuff I need to do e.g. Requirements and all. The year is about to end. The school year, that is. And still, so many stuff are hapenning. Maybe that's it. It's ending with the final finalest blow of all the blows a student can take. Mmm. So much stuff have hapenned lately. Not really to me that is, but to the community...

  Dances are corny. Dances are boring. They have no more thrill. Dances then were major sources of heartache and bliss [which I never thought could go together in one sentence]. Dances now are just flashing lights, cheesy songs, and the opportunity to watch your friends cry. Dances suck. Except if they're already playing the fast musikz. Which, wasn't that good either. You get tired pretty easily...