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21 March 2009 @ 12:57 pm
It was not the heart that was broken but faith--

faith in the fact that the world can actually give you something more than goodbyes.
18 March 2009 @ 03:00 pm
Why is it that when I tell people, "I don't care," they don't believe me? Is it so impossible that what I do actually stems from indifference rather than anger, or love, or depression, or disappointment?

Yes, I am being a selfish arsehole. But it's what's working for me right now.

I still care for those I have always cared for before. But I can't care much about you if you're new. Sorry, that's just the way it is.
16 March 2009 @ 04:47 am
Kasi may mas masipag mag-document kaysa sa akin, tignan niyo na lang mga pictures na siya nag-post.  Ang bait talaga ni Bernz.  Pinagbuhat ko na, may gana pang gawing photo-op ang paglilipat ko.

link: http://bpvarona.multiply.com/photos/album/105/Moving_on

28 February 2009 @ 07:22 pm
SMS exchange with Ze Landlord:

ZL: Maari ka bang mag-pose ng nude para kay A at D? May especial request from artists.

me: (scratches head first. was busy writing for raket) Haha! No, sorry. I really won't be comfortable doing it!

ZL: But there is a demand! When will you pose...'pag lola ka na? Aba! They approached me cautiously to ask about it. Be flattered and reconsider...

me: I'll think about it. :D

ZL: (just has to have the last word) Good. Please do not take a decade to do so.

Kamusta naman?
24 February 2009 @ 10:25 am
Is there a term--if there isn't there should be one--for the sadness felt by missing someone even before they leave?
18 February 2009 @ 03:56 pm
naiinggit ako nung nakita ko sa blog ni fpmquina.

13 February 2009 @ 02:11 pm
This is the fourth anniversary of my liberation from an 8-year thingie that changed my life for the better. Here's hoping that I'll learn more this time than I did that time. No regrets, only lessons to be learned.


On that note, I'm now missing P, who made the whole experience lighter and easier. Wish you were here.
feeling kinda: contemplativecontemplative
28 December 2008 @ 05:12 pm
My birthday turned out to be one surprise after the next. I didn't plan a celebration--didn't feel like doing anything at all--but wonderful, wonderful people around me made this day oh-so-special.

My mom woke me up at 5:30 so we could hear mass. Was blessed by the parish priest, who is also a friend of the family, afterward. His words of prayer moved both me and my mom to tears. Went back home and back to sleep.

Both my sisters left to go to Mall of Asia, my mom had to go to work. Spent most of the morning moping around the house and sleeping off a mild hangover on the sala sofa. At around 2pm, Pupay and Meg woke me up by singing the birthday song. When I opened my eyes, there was this cake in front of me.

Started watching the matrix trilogy on the computer after that. At around four, my cousin suddenly came to the sala, told me to close my eyes and go out to the terrace. Here's what was there:

A kiddie party with my cousins and nieces! Blew a second cake, we didn't get to take a picture of it, though.

To cap off the evening, I saw Cheekay and Jigs in Makati. Jiggy just got a tattoo. We talked well until midnight, and my birthday was officially over.

Except for the last phone call when I got home, the day went great. P was right. I am blessed with uber super friends and a great family.
05 December 2008 @ 10:19 am
My heart has a papercut.
feeling kinda: sadsad