My sister is now the favorite child.

Let it also be known that this post is neither out of jealousy nor out of spite. This is merely an observation.

Plus, like my parents, I am happy for my sister as well.

Soooooooooooooooooooooobrang walang kwenta.

Tanginang mga indio sa Feast of the Black Nazarene na yan. Mabuti sana kung si Michael Jackon.

In other news, sobrang steady ni Mario Batali. I wish every meal I ate at home were cooked by him or the Iron Chef America crew.

That would be awesome.

... here I come.

I conquered the ancient world 3 times as Roman, Greek and Egyptian.

Sarap ng Rome: Total War.

I saw my graduation picture already and the fuckers edited out my mole - the source of all my powers. This is a travesty!

Isn't this whole yearbook fiasco supposed to be a representation of what you were once like during college?

I had a fucking mole in college.

I just realized that roughly 98% of the stuff I learned in almost 15 years of studying in my beloved Ateneo was learned outside the classroom. All the shit I once learned inside the classroom have either been forgotten or unlearned, viz man for others, magis, 5 Cs.

As for the remaining 2%, I learned it in college just after the 1st semester of ( Read more... )

Love is concupiscence.

And as a result, these are the only things I could collect from the clutter that is my mind:

The Matrix Trilogy, The Dark Knight, Nacho Libre, College, Neoclassical School, Dialectics, Marx, Obama, Christmas sobre, cast the first stone, self

The end is near.