Sunday, October 31, 2010

baby damaso

All that Carlos Celdran craze x halloween x cute led me to this:


Monday, October 25, 2010


If you're too scared to let the world know you (which I am), don't blog (which i wont follow).

Good writing is always soulful. Even if you're not talking about yourself, good writing is personal. It's flushing out your inside by stringing words together to form a thought. Everything matters. Where a sentence ends, the tenses, the use of this word instead of another.

Wala lang.

It's hard to blog when you don't want the world to know what you are.

Uuuuyyy! Emo! (I'm at coffeebean gh waiting for my dad to pick me up.)

Blogged within 3 minutes of watching the trailer

As much as I want to remain poised and classy and refined (my nails deserve a proper lady as its proprietor), FAKSHET!!! WOOOH:

Naman naman naman!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

growing up step 1

Im about to start my journey at grownup-ship by starting to eat veggies.

But right now, I'm in the almost endless phase where I'm MUSTERING COURAGE TO FACE THE WRATH OF GULAY. I think though, I've been in this phase for half a decade now.

I remember going to Wendy's / BK and eating a salad with big coke at hand. It was a fun(ny) experience, but I dont think I gained anything from that.

Veggies still make me quiver and cringe.

Althouuuugghhh, recently Ive learned to eat mushrooms. Now I actually crave them every once in a while. Reg points out that mushrooms are not veggies, they arent flowers or leaves, ( and THEY ARE NOT ROOTS, MACCI). Mushrooms are fungi. (WOW! FUNGI!? That is soooo iba!)

Poor mushrooms dont have a group they can belong in (aside from maybe tofu. They can be friends.) They taste meaty, and veggie-y, but they are still fungi. Not veggies.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

What did I do today?

I definitely didnt clean my room. Now my brain's in chaos. Ugh.

Monday, October 11, 2010

I very totally look like a mouse


Saturday, October 9, 2010


I am very proud of myself.

But this gloomy sunday afternoon, I'm not toooo proud.

I actually took my mom's advice at heart and am staying in bed. Just waiting for time to consume me and waiting for the next week of constant panicking. But right now, I'm staying here and the only sound I hear is from the broken hand-me-down electric fan and the birds chirping and dogs barking and fingers typing.


there's no sun this sunday

Its a very gloomy Sunday noon. I called my mom to tell her I want to go to GH for dinner and ask her what time they're coming home. She said we'll see and advised me to stay in bed and sleep. Possibly because she's tired of the constant energy. (True, Im a ball of energy. Everyone, myself included, wonder where I get this from. A tablet of Centrum can't possibly fuel me all day. And a 90-pounder cant possibly reek energy enough for two people.)

So as I was saying, its a gloomy Sunday noon and I finally found time to..... dum dum dum dum... BLOG. Imsuchafreakinteenager!

Since I havent been blogging properly for a month now, I'm thinking maybe people have decided that this blog is stagnant and deleted me from their bookmark bars. That is a very sad thought :(, but just as R and I believe (who's a lucky dude for having been mentioned twice this month already), there's this magic in solitude.

POINT: Id like to think no one's reading my beloved blogspot right now because otherwise, Id be too conscious to say anything.

Alright, alright, Im starting a new post now because this one just sounds so boring.

Monday, October 4, 2010

to blog or not to blog

I actually like this photo.