Before I go into the rant that this is likely my only post from Feb-March, I was going through yet another thinking last night, as all nights. I washed some dishes around 4pm, only to wash another batch at 8pm. In my head, I was saying, “parang kagagawa ko lang nito kani-kanina lang.”
My Theory of Arts professor would probably smack me in the head right now. He told us not to walk around as free advertisers (ie. holding branded paper bags all around the metro) but now I’m somewhat advertising this on my own blog. But I really wish to share one of my most favorite commercials
The other day, my mom and I got into a huge fight. It pains me to write about it on something so public, but I wish we can talk about these things without getting into an argument or having to bring up history. I have no one to talk about this who understands my pain. And
When I was 16, I asked God for a sign. I told Him, “if this certain suitor gave me 2 white roses and a red rose, he’s the one.” A few months later, on Valentine’s Day, he gave me a bouquet with 3 pink roses. I told myself, he’s the one. Because red + white
Some time near the end of September, my colleague, Stephen, passed away from Acute Myeloid Leukemia. I started working with him in July, so it wasn’t really a long working relationship. But please allow me to post this despite that.
I’m in that moment again. Contemplating about what I’m doing with my life. It’s sad really. 2016 is closer to an end by the day; which means I’m getting another number add up to my age; where I know I wasted another year; and where I’ll again question what I did. I swear it’s a never-ending