there. i did it.

I finally finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. After a week. Even my reading mojo's running on low.

I finally did the article for Tsampektib. It had to take two nights of mushy-movie-fest and inspired suggestions from my two best friends. (Evil Boy: Wag mong imu-murder yung article ko ha? Be kind.)

I finally finished the plumbing layout for work. Well, almost-finished.

I finally bought my return ticket to the States. Like I told Leni and Dax, it was half-happy and half-sad. Bittersweet. It took a couple of hugs, a brownie and a few laughs with friends to shake me out of my confused stupor.

Now all I have to do is wait. And like Dax says, make the most out of my time with friends. And party like there's no tomorrow.

I'm not going down without a fight. Hehe.

blimey!

I think I've lost my mojo. My writing mojo, that is. I have never been this blank, this stumped-for-words in my entire life, ever. I've never had trouble weaving sentences together, especially not when I'm up against a deadline. Never.

Crap. I feel like crap.

geez.

Why can't some people just take it easy?

Tsk-tsk.

Ah basta :D

i was soooo right...

Happy day. Friday night alone at home. Thoughts over a bottle of ice-cold San Miguel and a steaming bowl of spicy tuna-Skyflakes. Ah, the life.

*****

"Consumed by the fragrant possibilities."
Kingdom of Pretty

Bonnie Bailey

it came upon a midnight clear :p

I was ready to doze off when all of a sudden, I was jolted out of my almost-sleep. An epiphany, and a very nice one at that.

I won't explain in detail, medyo complicated e. But here's an excerpt from my diary entry that I could not wait for [proper] morning to write down:

"I won't apologize for not being a shining example of an exemplary human being. I won't say I'm sorry when I realize that sometimes I don't practice what I preach. I can't and won't apologize for being human."

Yun lang. I'm going to have a good day, I can feel it :)

omg.

Mamamatay na ako kakatawa. Can't. Stop. Laughing. Must. Breathe. Agh.

Watched The Simpsons Movie.

Adik ang gumawa nun, pramis.

i hate myself for being senti, but...

Ever tried downing a couple of cold San Mig's in less than 30 minutes after a sweltering day of running around and racing up and down? Duling ever. So duling, in fact, that you can't decide whether it's the best or the worst feeling in the world. Hehe. Good thing there's the idea of nice conversations with good friends at the Sunken Garden to slap some real human feeling back to your senses.

Hell, I'm going to miss those :'(

harry potter and the deathly hallows...

I've been duped *rolls eyes*.

Big time >:p

update laaang.

I never thought I was capable of running a gamut of emotions in a span of a couple of days. Nakakaloka.
*****

Friday was a crazy-ass day. Crazy.

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One of my friends is back in town, after cutting short a supposed month-long trek around Europe.

Tsk. Sana transferrable yun o, I would have gone in a heartbeat.

*****

It's my grandpa's birthday tomorrow. He'll be the youngest-looking, handsomest 82-year-old I know :D

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDY! We Love You!

ugh.

Just stop. STOP.

The reason why the world has never developed and grown beyond what it is today is because nobody really knows how to respect other people's opinions--all we care about is what's from our own selfish, bratty perspectives.

Quit whining. Do something.

And please, just please, stop pissing me off.

Ugh.

it's never too late to dream, is it?

In a few months I'll be turning 25--gosh, that's a quarter of a lifetime, almost--and I realize that there are still a lot of things that I really, really want to do, but have yet to. Adulthood does not necessarily breed contentment, I suppose.

Travel is (and always will be) number one on my list. I have a mile-long list of places that I must absolutely go to before I die (which, I hope, isn't too soon :p). But I guess that has to wait until I'm filthy rich, which is right up there next to travel. Hehe.

I want to be a travel researcher. Like those guys (and girls, to be politically correct) you see on Discovery or National Geographic. It does coincide with my desire to travel, and with the fact that when I do travel, I don't merely intend to be your typical awestruck tourist, if you know what I mean.

I seriously want to get a scholarship to the Culinary Institute of America. I think I can. I wanna be a chef, whip up amazing gourmet feasts, etc. etc. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water :p

I want to write. Like, seriously. Be published and known for it. I've yet to decide what type and form, or what about, but I seriously, seriously want to write.

I want to be a make-up artist/stylist to the stars. Might as well put my love for makeup and nice clothes and kikay stuff to good use. Hopefully my color rendering skills (thanks to six years of study) come in handy. Haha.

I want to be able to design and build my parent's dream home. I think it's every architect's dream job.

I want to teach. I don't care what, I don't care where, I don't care to whom. I just want to teach.

I want to sing. For real.

I want, well...I want that guy :p

Yun e. Haha.

lucky bitch :p

It's Friday the 13th, and I'm feeling really lucky.

Weird, but Friday the 13th's seem to be lucky for me. Whenever days like this come around, I never fail to notice how things go my way, how I'm happy (like, giddy-happy), and how things seem to fall in place with so much ease--as opposed to supposedly "lucky days" (7th days of 7th weeks of 7th months, or whatever date my horoscope predicts is lucky for me). Days like those, are either ordinarily boring or over-the-top crappy for me.

My [lucky] stars are probably spinning in drunken giddiness (as I, um, was just a while ago) and conspiring to make life a little more bearable for me.

PS ...which is more than I can say for certain people, wah. Shet, Chanmay!!!! Quiapo na 'to!!!! :(

note to self: stop thinking about it!!!!

Just one of my current song addictions. Not really in the mood to blog about anything substantial and/or interesting. All I know is, I've been doing too much thinking and reflecting lately that it's hurting my head...literally.



All Good Things (Come To An End)
Nelly Furtado

Honestly what will become of me?
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
Missed everything daydreaming

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Traveling I only stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could...
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could...
Die die die die die

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were barking at a new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day 'til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and
the rain forgot how to bring salvation
the dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die...

the greatest feeling in the world...

...is when you finally let someone in on something--a thought or feeling--that's long been occupying your mind and/or heart. Something you've been keeping to yourself forever, reluctant to let out. Then in an instant you just do, and in another instant, a huge feeling of release. It's the greatest, happiest feeling in the world.