January 2012
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Night Hounds.
I do not even know how or where to start.
I lost my sanity, composure and my cellphone.
Lowered tolerance, higher temper levels.
Rethinking the life I have been given and how to deal with it.
So tired to be at the receiving end of sermons.
So tired of everything. Relapse. Disappear.
Clinical depression starts.
I Felt Free.
Today was like a day no other. A day that totally didn’t follow routine. I did not mind at all.
I did come to my first class, which was Critical Thinking and Logic (one of my favorite classes this term) with Dr. Raj Mansukhani. After that, I would usually meet up with Xavi behind the building of my next class so we could go up at the same time. He told me to meet up with him near Chicboy...
The Bitter Pill.
I am back.
I’m trying to make myself commit to go back into writing again.
I have already been told that it is very unhealthy to keep things to ourselves, so I’m sharing my innermost thoughts to all sentient beings who are tuned in.
Truth be told, I might say too much truth about myself, but it is the medicine that I need to ingest. Something that we need to ingest. And the truth is...
December 2010
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The Text.
Oh man, I sure got myself chuckling when I read some of my entries here. I was really inspired. Someone really drove me into writing how I really feel during that moment, without constricting myself to 160 characters or less.
To that inspiration, who still continues to inspire me up to this day, may your subtle and enigmatic feel continue to flow through my alveoli and veins.
You are such a...
March 2010
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Andrew Ryan.
WHAT IS THE GREATEST lie every created? What is the most vicious obscenity ever perpetrated on mankind? Slavery? The Holocaust? Dictatorship? No. It’s the tool with which all that wickedness is built: altruism. Whenever anyone wants others to do their work, they call upon their altruism. Never mind your own needs, they say, think of the needs of… of whoever. The state. The poor. Of the...
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Types.
I DON’T KNOW, but I’d like to share something to you guys that I’ve noticed for the past few years. It’s about band fangirls. There are two types of ‘em, the undignified fangirl and the suave fangirl.
Let’s use the very dangerous Fall Out Boy band, as an example. Most of the fangirl population fangirls on Pete Wentz because of his good looks, pouty lips, a...
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I am at peace...
FOR NOW, I don’t feel like complaining or sharing thoughts.
I’ll go Jesus on you guys, ‘til I return.
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Turgor Pressure and Creep Factors
I DID IT. And I kind of blew it. Telling someone what you really feel about them makes me nervous as fuck. I had plans on how and when to tell her, but then, things like her taking a leave or her becoming a hermit can happen. And you wouldn’t have any idea on when she’ll come back. You just had to do something, right? And it kind of pressured me into telling her what I really feel. It...
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Maria Clara
SOMETIMES, I FEEL a little bit spaced out on ordinary days. It’s quite unusual in a usual way that I am like this. The biggest factor to my mood is love. Sappy, I know. It kills you. I’ve had my fair-share of love/like-like affairs with other people. Take Karen Fuentes, for example. She was really nice and friendly. Quite eccentric, too. She’s not the type of person who talks a...
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May I just say.
IT IS HARD TO get me into the writing mood. The environment should be subtle and serene. With all the heat, noise and a fucking block party outside our house happening, how the fuck do you expect me to pull out a grandiose narrative about shit?
This is just an intermission. I hope everything will be smooth later.
February 2010
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Excitement.
JUST A FEW hours ago, I was at the mall with my family to hear mass and to dine. What a unique way to spend a family day! Anyway, Alabang Town Center was the place to be. I never really liked hanging out in that mall. The ambiance there is surely swell but the stores there are too few to notice. And I remember a year ago, when I used to frequent there, a lot of orientals were around that place. I...
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“That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if...”
– Holden Caulfield (The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger). This quote speaks the truth. Well, my truth.
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The Ninth/Der Neunte
I HAD A HARD TIME thinking of a good title/URL for this blog, to tell you honestly. Most of the good ones were already taken. I didn’t have a list of titles in mind, actually. I have thought of not-so-cliché song titles, quotes and other shit that is short enough to fit your puny address bar. I almost made wgdtb.tumblr.com as my tumblr URL. WGDTB is a song by a local band, Musical O. A good...
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Genesis: The Catcher in the Rye
I STARTED READING this book hours ago and wow, I got hooked, finally. I mean, I’ve read the first few paragraphs of the book but then I get lazy to read because I’m sort of illiterate like that. I’m not much of a reader, I’m more of the visual type of guy.
We had a quiz about this and I was already fucked. I haven’t read anything (except this part that Tom told me to read), really. So, I started...