Celebrating?

Death

I turned my back. Squinted my eyes. Took hold of my phone. Checked the time -- 7:53am. Then read my message -- Mommy Pig: "The Lord has finally heard the cry of our beloved Jose Luis. He got his wings at 7:25 this morning. Let us pray for his eternal happiness." I usually go back to sleep after reading my morning messages. But after this one, I couldn't even close my eyes for a single second.

I wouldn't call him our family priest or anything. But he did change our lives. Everything about our lives he turned upside-down.... but right-side up. With one conversation, he managed to convince my mom to enter into this life of spirit. From wealth to no money, no home, no nothing. Just us. Jose Luis was a man who knew what love really meant. He always knew what to say -- even though he was aware it would hurt us. He was a man -- worshipped, adored, praised. To all of us, he was a saint. But to him, he was just another sinner saved by God.

We now celebrate his birth into the new life.

Brother's and Beer

Been drunk for 3 straight nights now. But I assure you, this has absolutely nothing to do with valentines day. I just missed it I guess. I missed the times wherein I didn't have to worry about what people would say about me. Basically, I DIDN'T WANT TO CARE. But then again, being drunk never made me escape the real life. I wake up in the morning and find my self... Worrying about what I said or did the night before. Oh fucker. Ha-Ha.

My younger brother saved me from getting caught the 2nd night. And the older one, well, he celebrated his birthday. That's it.

Valentines Day

Three of my guy friends went on a secret mission for this day. They bought roses for all us girl friends. Realization: Hindi pa extinct ang mga lalaking hinahanap ng maraming babae.

A friend gave me roses and chocolates. My insights on this is.. Ewan. I really appreciate it. Although... Basta. Hahahaha? Ha? Ha? =))

On Being Emo.

I feel left out. I don't belong anywhere in the world I got myself into. Everything about it is just wrong. Hindi ko din alam. Until now, my course title is still haunting me. This is not what I want. But why am I here? Who wants this for me anyway? The only thing I know, this was never part of the plan.. Never will be.

"Weeping may remain for a night,
but rejoicing comes in the morning."

Spider Solitaire.

I kissed the commitment goodbye.

I, *state name*, believed it was for the best. But all it ever gave me was... Reason to put myself in state of paranoia. Of course! Why didn't I ever think of that? Naturally, without the commitment, he would have all the right to live his oh-so-free life. And I for one, have that right too. Which in fact, has its positive side. Wether he or anybody else belives it or not, I've been trying my best for him to forget about his right to look at others girls' asses.

June 18 was my day. Besides the fact that a whole lot of people greeted me on facebook, believing that it was really my birthday, he made it so special, that my walang-kwenta words wouldn't be able to explain it. So mabasa mo man to or not, I LOVE YOU (even without the gifts). <3>

MY MOMMA'S HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME
FROM EUROOOOOOOOOOPPPPEEEE :D
man, i missed her. <3



"Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas."
-Waking up in Vegas, Katy Perry