These days in pictures
In a chronological, but non-specific progression:
Drunking it out with Migs, Ada, and Andz. Joana's in mofo Canada. Or somewhere. In this pic: just me and Migs. Taken in Meatshop, Katipunan.
Inking it with Hepe and Dean, street artists from UP. Looks like I might be making my thesis about this culture. I dunno, we'll see. Taken in Katipunan, going to Anonas, is it?
The future of Philippine Literature is fucking fierce. Me, Robby, and Cara. Not in this picture, the rest of the equally fierce writing fellows in the 2008 UP DFPP Writers Workshop. 3 days and 2 nights of literature, billiards, videoke, drinks, and smokes. Taken in Angono, Rizal.
A matryoshka doll. A few hours after I received this, I received a text message from Sir Aguila (stumbled upon Sir Vlad's flickr account too) asking why I didn't follow them to Sarah's that night. I made some generic excuses and he continues on that they were just worried I didn't show. "Oks, may balikat d2" was his last text. Aww, sir A. <3
Drunking it out with Migs, Ada, and Andz. Joana's in mofo Canada. Or somewhere. In this pic: just me and Migs. Taken in Meatshop, Katipunan.
Inking it with Hepe and Dean, street artists from UP. Looks like I might be making my thesis about this culture. I dunno, we'll see. Taken in Katipunan, going to Anonas, is it?
The future of Philippine Literature is fucking fierce. Me, Robby, and Cara. Not in this picture, the rest of the equally fierce writing fellows in the 2008 UP DFPP Writers Workshop. 3 days and 2 nights of literature, billiards, videoke, drinks, and smokes. Taken in Angono, Rizal.
A matryoshka doll. A few hours after I received this, I received a text message from Sir Aguila (stumbled upon Sir Vlad's flickr account too) asking why I didn't follow them to Sarah's that night. I made some generic excuses and he continues on that they were just worried I didn't show. "Oks, may balikat d2" was his last text. Aww, sir A. <3