8th birthday

Kevin, *, Kathriz, Kuya DJ (Milano, 1998)

this is maya

once upon a time = last last sem on a rainy rainy boring day. uh, bmgmnt4. haha (halata na readings sa good governance ang pinagguhitan ko)

school zone

malapit nanaman ang pasukan

Caco Neves

Official website

mag-isa sa bahay, nagpapaka-ate

one of my favorite pictures of me and my sister

so. so. mom found out, because i showed her. sabi nga nila, mas ok ang magsabi ng totoo na ikagagalit ng ibang tao kesa magtago at mastroke sa nerbyos at takot. hindi pa rin umuuwi si papa, at nagtataka na ako kung bakit kailangan ang mga pasurpresang pag-uwi kung pwede naman ipaalam na lang para wag akong linis ng linis ng kwarto.

walang bago.

at di pa rin umuuwi ng apartment si lorraine. kami lang dalawa ang nandito baguio.

wala kaming pictures ni lorraine na katulad netong kasama ko si paty.

enrolled!

sa wakas, after 3 days of torture na kontrolin ang init ng ulo - hindi masyado sa pagpila dahil normal lang yun - may nakuha na din akong 8 subjects. ang balita, kaya palpak ang online enrolment system ay dahil 1) hindi DAW binayaran ng UB ang programmer ng maayos kaya nagquit, or 2) maraming errors sa codes kaya di na siya binayaran ng UB. adding on monday para masulit na 27 units. hinahabol namin ni perry ang third year subjects para makapag-ojt kami sa singapore sa fourth year. :) kung makapag-add ako ng last subject sa monday i hope its schedule is for mwf. 

mamaya lalabas ako para magpa-id picture. for the resume. antagal ko ng binabanggit ang resume pero di ko pa rin tapos tapos. naenlighten ako nung nakita ko ang link ng isang contact sa facebook of the EPIC COVER LETTER

so... V. inspiring. if i'm gonna do this i have to do it right.
more or less a week before school. papa's coming home next week i think, and the end of the world pag hinigop na ang solar system ng blackhole. hahahaha.

bsheng bsheng bsheng

"So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days, you can hear their chorus rushing past: IwasabeautifulgirlPleasedon’tgoItoobelievemybodyismadeofglass-I’veneverlovedanyoneIthinkofmyselfasfunnyForgiveme…. 

There was a time when it wasn’t uncommon to use a piece of string to guide words that otherwise might falter on the way to their destinations. Shy people carried a little bunch of string in their pockets, but people considered loudmouths had no less need for it, since those used to being overheard by everyone were often at a loss for how to make themselves heard by someone. The physical distance between two people using a string was often small; sometimes the smaller the distance, the greater the need for the string. 

The practice of attaching cups to the ends of string came much later. Some say it is related to the irrepressible urge to press shells to our ears, to hear the still-surviving echo of the world’s first expression. Others say it was started by a man who held the end of a string that was unraveled across the ocean by a girl who left for America. 

When the world grew bigger, and there wasn’t enough string to keep the things people wanted to say from disappearing into the vastness, the telephone was invented. 

Sometimes no length of string is long enough to say the thing that needs to be said. In such cases all the string can do, in whatever its form, is conduct a person’s silence." 

— Nicole Krauss (The History of Love)


Rereading my favorite book just because I need some sanity to fill my head. Right now. And you, and us, not helping nor working. I can't deal with this.

glad i am to let you know that

i loved the weekend. partly because i got to see arvie and some other people again, and because i made up my mind (finally!) on some important things. and basically because of a long due mani-pedi hahahaha. so i was thinking that maybe this week i'll finally pass that resume ive been editing for weeks and ill just see what happens and live with the consequences of my misbehavior these past years. tomorrow will be our enrollment and i havent told my mom and dad that im going to shift to financial management.. but im so excited!!!! i sort of made a 5-year plan of things i want to do and hopefully ill be strong enough (haha) to make them all happen. no insights here. :) will keep you interested people updated.

Kazumi

Wala na, di ko na talaga siya magamit. Sana makabili ako ng replacement soon, pero parang ayoko na. Andami na namin napagdaanan. Dun pa rin siya nakalagay sa loob ng bag na binili ko para sa kanya, na nakalapag ngayon sa mesa sa tabi ng kama. Maghihintay ng alikabok.

a strange day

ink

i'll have one as soon as i graduate which means a couple of years more of waiting.. i just cant keep my eyes off of blogs of raaaad tattoo artists. <3 so. i was checking out Ink Butter and found these

Terry Ribera

Regino Gonzales

Andy Shou

but i dont think i can pull off a full sleeve. may iba akong nasave na photos of designs i like. here are some

mag-iipon na lang ako ngayon. :)

raffy and jyx - february

blow away

I fell asleep in the living room this afternoon.
I dreamt I was floating high above the buildings in a dark sea of lights. Parang Tokyo na Baguio. Ang ganda. Di ko matukoy kung sang direksyon umiihip ang hangin. And I thought at first that I was alone, but I wasn't, meron din ibang tao, na parang kakagising lang din sa panaginip nila. Then I was not only floating, parang nagrorotate ako sa axis ko. Hahaha. And though I was asleep pakiramdam ko umiikot din ang katawan kong natutulog. Hahahaha. Anyway. Got to hit the books now. Exams tomorrow. At di ko pa nakukuha ang permit ko samantalang 9am ang una kong exam. I miss a lot of people lately but this is growing up.

schmortion

meryenda and my ice cream eating buddy

 Hindi nako nag-aabsent. Maaga na rin akong natutulog netong nakaraan. Wala na akong nasusulat na kung ano-anong teorya sa diary ko at napapansin ko na kung ano ang mga habits ng ilan sa mga kaklase ko habang nagsasalita ang guro sa harap. Watched Blue Valentine and Moon with my mom yesterday.

Life is lazy. And draggy. At night.

911

I just really feel like a wreck right now. I don't advise you to check this page, say, for a month or so, because it's going to be a nonsense post after another. Don't get me wrong, I have friends I talk to on a constant basis, I go out and live like normal people do. It's just that.. I don't know exactly what. I feel like a huge waste of space. Like I'm more invisible than usual, kung may ganon man. I find comfort in songs I play the whole time on this computer that repel the people I live with to their rooms. I have this raincloud following me wherever I go, and it's stupid to say since there is no particular reason. It's like my hormones are pulling a very bad joke on me and I have SAD or something. SAD, seasonal affective disorder. Parang joke lang din e, ano? Anyway. It frustrates me that I don't know what I want, what could possibly make me happy happy. I can't focus, my eyes always hurt and my sight is blurrier than usual. Sakit na ba to? I need help, folks. Me no likey this. Not even watching The Benchwarmers or the latest season of CSI Las Vegas or Jackass 3D make me happy lately. Not even pizza. Not even Rebecca Black. And I'm being stupid because I turn on the TV and there goes How I Met Your Mother or Mutya and that should be enough. For me, that is. But not now, it's not working. I could attend boxing class or yoga or go hiking. I could do that. I always watch Annoying Orange on Youtube. And check religiously Urban Dictionary. FML.

movie date with my lovies

the movie, Beastly, was alright/ pangchill lang/ a contemporary "beauty and the beast." beast looks like a less hot version of voldemort, and belle is a boho chic. and the witch is all fashionista-goes-carnival. anyway.

sisters

lorraine, paty

<3