the words to describe my 2o11 would be growth, independence and survival. it’s the year where my life has undergone the most changes —moving back to the Philippines, going back to school, living alone in Manila and basically trying to grow up and survive. i’ve been through highs and lows and still soldiering on. i’d like to believe that i have matured holistically through...
kono uta wo, kimi no kao wo. —- kawaranai mono
jhnmyr: Traveling is a good way to get a second opinion on everything.
lose sleep and lose yourself.
i feel the need to create
-with words, with lines even with rhymes. i’m sick of this monochromatic page that draws a blank at the back of my mind. i need to fill it with words, with hues, music and books. inkblots. that’s all that’s left in my head. —- i’m too scared to pick up a pencil nowadays. i can’t even construct a proper sentence properly. the tedium of reality sucked...
as much as i'd like to be alone, i miss talking to...
talking about nearly every senseless things like what we ate, what we’re thinking right now whether it be spaghetti, cat litter, traffic lights, unicorn, sleep and space flight. anything to keep my mind from being idle and letting any emotions take over. i gots lots of movies, series and a new book to keep my sanity from going AWOL but somehow there’s a deep seated loneliness that...
mr. john travolta
so my family on the other side of the planet had a Grease themed Christmas party without me. :< my dad dressed up as Danny Zuko. dad with sandy olsen not only can my dad dress up like john travolta, he can dance like him too. here’s the proof: okay, enough with the embarrassment. The End.
i'm just not feeling it this year, Santa.
i don’t even have a Christmas wishlist. :(