After 7 days...

Meron ka nang napakaRomantic na pananaw sa pagtutula. Subukan mo.

Salamat sa mga kaibigan ko sa UP Quill, na dumalaw sa'kin nung mga panahong kailangan kong tumakas mula sa social order at "This is not a poem yet; but it captures a sense of the ineffable." (He-e-elp me. He-he-elp.)

Salamat din sa mga bago kong kaibigan sa AILAP. ( Read more... )

So much to discuss. Tomorrow is but one day. There will be but one paper to submit, among other papers. There will be but one event to execute among other  (Tomorrow is judgement day for UP Quill. Welcome TURBULENCE). There will be but one outfit to put together too.

Come home and get caught in a pile of clothes to iron because your sister has an ( Read more... )

Day 1
I was happy because a friend said I was  a good friend, enough to share feelings, not thoughts with; about food, family and high school and people we lost.

Day 2
The Day After Tomorrow but not really. The social stratification blurring remains a cinematic dream.

Day 3
O my God the tents, and the CAL Org Fair.
Paolo Alfonso should have used his TV ( Read more... )

Naalala ko nung prom namin (na walang lalaki)na sinabihan ako ng classmate ko na naiiyak siya kasi nakita niya akong naka-gown at make-up. Alam ko dapat touching yung moment na yun kaso sa loob-loob ko, gusto kong sabihin "Gaga ka ba? Nakta mo na ba ako sa labas ng school ( Read more... )

Woohoo ( Read more... )

Apparently, I'm driving you so its my fault. I admit that ( Read more... )

We should all just kill ourselves. Even the reds.(Tama na yung kaplastikan.)Even the people in the student council. Even the people who have a love-hate relationship with love. Even the pubcomm heads.

June 12, marking 108 and years of arrested development ( Read more... )

Remember 10 Things I Hate About You ( Read more... )