December 2010
Happy New Year! Manigong Bagong Taon! Bonne Année!...
The Last Day
Dec 31, 2010, I find myself not reminiscing and not emo about the past year. I just feels like a normal day away from the hospital for me. Just like how a child realizes that Santa doesn’t come sliding down a chimney to give you what you want/deserve for Christmas, I think I’ve lost the spark for the new year. What I haven’t lost is the spark of NYE celebration. Really stoked to...
Happy Birthday
Whenever it is your birthday you are far away I have gifts for you but you’ll see them, when the year is new I wish I was in Davao but maybe thats a bit mababaw
like this poem I’m writing at 6am when I just came back from Vietnem I can’t wait to see you in 2 days as of now I’ll dream of stealing base. Happy Birthday Jesa I really really really miss ya.
Bow.
Hustled
Today, i got huslted by a 10-year-old vietnamese kid named Michael. Fuckin smart kid. He challenged me to a pack of gum for rock paper scissor game. If i win, i get the gum, if i lose i pay him 10 bucks. I lost so i payed up but i didnt have change for a 50. So he challenged me again to a game of rps now my change was at stake or else hed run away with the money. I lost again so i payed up....
“Everywhere I am is just another thing without you in it.”
– The National
Insomnia
2 nights now… What the fuck. Sometimes thoughts just come rushing in and to actively stop thinking about them, ironically, makes you think about it more. Like not thinking about niagara falls when you feel like peeing, makes you think about it even more.
I am rebelling against myself. How destructive. Too bad it doesnt always work like that, especially when it comes to school stuff. Fuck...
Vietco-ffee!!!
Fuckin powerful shit. Ive had 3 cups today and everytime I had a cup, no, a sip, my eyes would get bigger. Its so fuckin powerful!!! Barako, italian espresso and french roast should all pay homage to the awesome and raw power of robusta vietcong coffee. I think, the soldiers of the vietcong took shots of this shit before they came out of their tunnels. Imagine them screaming not because of...
