( I'm not really lazy, am I? )

After being out the whole day yesterday, I took it upon myself to stay at home today and just relax. Meaning, you would normally see me sprawled on the couch with no concern whatsoever, and lazily flipping the channels. But this was not the case; since mom called me up, telling me she wasn’t going to be able to pick up my little sister ( Read more... )

I hate lines… specifically standing in lines. I suppose I should be thankful that lines are invented to make life easier, but most of the time I feel like I’d be better in total chaos where I could push and shove people, maybe take one look at the bank teller/ cashier/ the person “serving” in the counter and scream “Attaaaack!” and tackle her head ( Read more... )

My dream a few years ago was to become the lead vocalist of my brother’s band. Of course, in doing so would mean talking to him, and actually telling him this kind of dream that I had. Also, if by some chance, his spirit was momentarily transported to limbo, and some kind soul which possessed his body had said “Yes, little sis, it would be an honor ( Read more... )

I remember my Philo prof saying God was indeed very wise, placing his only son in the Middle East, where there live a bunch of aesthetically-gifted people, to be raised as one of their own. So his son was the Jew, and that affected everything, because each tradition we do in mass originated from the Jews.


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If you ask me what my worst accident would be, I guess I would answer that it would be having my tongue severed. Yum ( Read more... )

I’m sitting here, finishing off my apple sauce when I’ve just had dinner (yes, we get apple sauce here too, Julian, you American!), trying to recall what’s happened during the past few days. I will get fatter from all this apple sauce and I don’t care, even if it’s not that phenomenal. Okay, maybe it is ( Read more... )

It sucks when your mother is allergic to dust. Spring cleaning happens every week. And I am designated as room-cleaner, dust-remover, furniture-carrier.

I thought when I went to college, there would be no more of this "I order you around" nonsense from my mother. And that is some heavy-ass furniture. My back hurts.

Every time I get injured while playing basketball, walking, or just doing nothing, I am apparently “stupid”. And it is always I getting injured in this family, so I am the most frequently called “stupid” or “lame” (in both senses). Yesterday, I got home to find my sister tinkering with my laptop with a bandaged ankle propped in bed ( Read more... )

There is a trail of ants on the wall right next to my bed. In Philippine customs, old people always tell me that whenever I see a trail of ants inside the house, it means money will be coming my way anytime soon. Now, these ants have been here a couple of months? And guess what ( Read more... )