that I have to live alone. Be alone. Possibly for a long time. I can't blame anyone but myself.

Mama's text to gorm:

'di ko mukaon kay am sure naay pica pica unya sa tinderbox cocktail chuva'

adorable.

jac and i had time to kill so we went to podium. we reached the top floor and we saw this horde of people taking pictures and making a fuss over something.

i couldn't see very well. good thing jacque had perfect eyesight. she tugged on my shirt and exclaimed silently: "hala jus, si ryan agoncillo!"

of course, trying not to look like groupies, we ( Read more... )

I miss a lot of things. I miss a lot of places. I miss a lot of people.

I'm trying to get used to the fact that for six days a week, I'll be inhaling the smoke along EDSA and be bathed in sweat even before I get to work. I shouldn't complain. A lot of people are experiencing harder things. Besides, it's good exercise. And it's nothing compared to what my parents had to go through when they were young. Papa used to walk ( Read more... )

Berso sa metro:

Tu justificas mi existencia

Si no te conozco, no he vivido

Si muero sin conocerte no muerto

Porque no he vivido

- Luis Camuda

Translation

Ikaw ang dahilan kung bakit ako nandirito,

kung 'di kita nakilala, 'di sana ako nabuhay.

Kung ako'y mamamatay nang 'di kita nakilala,

hindi ako mamamatay dahil hindi ako nabuhay

and then for a minute, my ( Read more... )

I'm starting to believe that I'm living a double life. well, semi-double life. Or i'm two people trapped in one body.

Today, I heard really really really BAD news. When the person announced it, I could hear my heart drop and then shatter into a billion little pieces. Much like how I broke my full-length mirror yesterday night.

Shit happens.