syet.

Ako? Kahapon. Hehe.

Wohoooooooo.

When everything is going smoothly, I never fail to recognize that it is actually a blessing. And now that things are starting to get rough, I still try to be a person with a thankful heart.

The night is hot. And my room, dark. I’m drinking yet another can of beer. I’m starting to get used to its taste and enjoy the temporary relief it gives.

Contemplative might be a good way to describe the state of my mind for the past week. But perplexed is probably the more accurate description.

I’m thinking of the very reason why I went back home. Whether or not I’m fulfilling that reason, I’m not so sure.

Maybe it’s just wishful thinking.

I don’t know.

Amen

My head is burning like hell…

Maybe because of the two cups of cappuccino I emptied early in the morning.

Maybe because of the two stupid people who don’t know how to do their job properly.

Maybe because of the two additional hours I spent in the office fixing other people’s mess.

Dammit!

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
‘Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

I bought six cans of Heineken beer yesterday because I wanted to get lost even for a day.

I went malling with my siblings yesterday. After having our lunch at Max’s, we headed to the movie house in Glorietta 4 and watched this hilarious movie called Adventure Land. It was really crazy. Lolz. Then we had a light? snack at Cafe Breton in Greenbelt.

The following pictures were taken during Cory Aquino’s funeral procession at Ayala Ave.

Pictures were taken by Allan Arengo.

I was waiting in line at Starbucks when a barista asked a couple (a Middle Eastern man and an exotic Filipina) for their order.

Barista: Can I have your order sir?
Man: A shot of espresso and tall cafe mocha.
Barista: How about you ma’am?
<no response from the exotic lady>
Barista: Name for the cup sir?
Man: Huh? What name?
Barista: For the cup sir…
<the man shakes his head>
Barista: Would you like something to eat?
Lady: Umm, do you have crocoissant with chocolate stuff in it?

I almost died laughing.

I noticed that I’ve been posting a lot on this blog for the past weeks. But I also noticed that most of them are nothing but pure shit. Maybe I should put in extra efforts to come up with more sensible posts.

Another thing… I’ve just received my professor’s feedback on my assignment number 1. As expected, I almost got a failing grade. Whew. Good thing I still have until Thursday to revise it.

Crazy brain cells, get back to work!!!

Minsan na rin akong naglakas loob upang sabihin sa iyo ang totoo kong nararamdaman. Natatandaan ko pa na umuulan noon. Puti ang suot mong damit habang ako naman ay asul. Dala mo noon ang paborito mong payong at may bitbit ka pang isang paper bag na pinaglagyan ng pinamili mo.

Sabi ko, “Mahal kita.” Ngunit ang tanging narinig ko lang mula sa iyo ay ang salitang “Salamat.” Hindi ko alam kung maiinis ba ako o matatawa. Naisip ko na lang na lumiban ka siguro sa klase noong tinuro ng iyong guro ang “Law of Reciprocity.”

“Sana ay ngumiti ka na lang,”  ‘yan ang naisip ko noong mga panahong ‘yon. Para kasing sampal ang katumbas ng salitang “salamat” sa konteksto  ng ating usapan.

Pero naisip ko rin naman na baka hindi ka pa lang handa na sambitin ang mga salitang nais kong marinig. O baka naman “salamat” lang talaga ang tamang tugon sa aking mga sinabi.