February 2012
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Wait. Two years. Two years.
This is probably the only time in the next few weeks that I’ll be sober, and have enough emotion to write. I’ll try my best not to bore anyone.
Wait. I don’t know how to put everything that I want to say into words. Writing is hard. I miss my mother.
Say, have you ever lied?
Of course you have.
Have you ever lied because you needed to change yourself? I mean, to really change yourself. Like telling a lie to someone who trusts you, and changing to fit that lie, so you don’t break their trust. No one wants judgement.
Lies are good. Society is bad.
Putang ina. Kapagod mabuhay.
A Christian student organisation was allowed to...
They filled up the 11000 in three hours. There’s no way for you to not call that a success.
Two hours of Gary V. and a lot of Christian artists. I didn’t get to go because I was on a date. Hihihi.
I didn’t get to see my friends. I didn’t get to see them run the fair.
I didn’t get to see myself proven wrong. Maybe that’s why I feel terrible.
Anyways, good job...
You have terrible grammar, and you don't know how...
I won’t expect you [because] you’ll be exhausted by then. See me if you have the time and [when you’re] relaxed.
I did not wrong you. There’s no need for that condescending tone that you use in your messages. Please, ‘wag kang magparinig dahil baka kita mapatay. Ikaw na nga ‘yung walang silbi sa grupo, eh.
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You've never listened to anything I've said....
What I hate the most about you is that you keep trying to jam people into tiny boxes of how you want them to behave.
You don’t seem to want to accept that no one wants to be your paper doll that you can order around; no one wants to be in your neatly organised stage play.
You never listen to anything that I say, why should I listen to you? Sino ka ba?
Don’t get me started on all the...
World's saddest story
noeeeee:
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I'm gonna do well and leave this hell hole
I’m gonna work my way out of this hell whole.
It's been an unproductive weekend, and I'm down...
There will be a time in the near future that Quiapo will reach maximum entropy, and reach heat death. The chaos is maddening. The sounds, the smells, the sights, impeccable.
Quiapo is a perfectly executed cacophony of lemon yellow paint on a brutalist shopping center, derelict art deco theatre, dismally coloured triumphal arch gates with kitschy gumamela prints, and a cream-coloured rococo church...
On Finding The Right Place To Live →
“[W]e’re all exactly where we’re supposed to be.” It’s a comforting idea, and if you repeat it until you believe it you can use it to quiet down your restlessness. But it only really works when you’re actually satisfied.
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I'm tired. Ahahaha.
It’s gotten there again. This is going to be a very long seven weeks. I know that it’s in very bad taste to go emo emo shit in the morning, but it’s hard not to.
It’s in a different context, but is still highly appropriate. Hindi ko na alam. Minsan, ang sarap lang sa pakiramdam ng nasosobrahan. Sa pagod, sa kaba, sa kawalang-kasiguruhan. I’ll just do what I can in...
Gary Granada's "Rizal, A Musical" 1996 →
And I have to study this for a history exam. dafuq.
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3 bagay na masarap sa mundo: LIBRE, BAWAL at AKO.
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Fixing computers, again
This time, it’s my cousin’s room mate’s laptop. I’m just waiting for Linux to finish loading into the thumb drive I’m using. It’s so sloooooooooooooooooooooow.
There are so many hateful things on my dashboard tonight; so many beautiful things. Beautifully hateful, and hatefully beautiful. You know what I’m talking about.
It’s those things that your...
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I found fifty quid
And managed to use it to go to Ilocos.
And i fucked up royally because I didn’t know anyone. At all.
The only people that I knew from class didn’t go. Those motherfucking bitches!
So, I had to make new friends. From freshmen.
Travelling with freshmen is hard because most of them retain their superficialness. As the responsible adult, and probably the only non-minor, I had to act...
