Trese
Ang paborito kong komiks/graphic novel na lagi kong sinusubaybayan.
Trese
Edad ko nung una kong natutunan ang pagmamaryang palad.
Trese
Ang araw na pinagdesisyonan kong magpakatinom mag-komit sa isang relasyon.
Tatlumpu't isang buwan na ang nakalipas at eto pa rin tayo. Oo, ang tagal na: at kahit ako namangha din sa tagal na nating dalawa. Ang relasyong akala ko'y magtatagal lang ng isang araw, isang linggo o isang buwan.
Nais ko lang malaman mo na laking pasasalamat ko at pinagtyagaan moko. Mahal kita.
a bear's journal
random musings of a bear sporting eyeglasses and braces
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Sunday, August 11, 2013
lunch break
I found this blog by chance (from a friend's friend: who happens to be this person's plagiarist: YIKES!).
Anyhoo, I've been reading his blog while at work today. A good way to keep myself entertained and awake (yes, a graveyard zombie here).
After reading a few of his (2004 - 2005) notes, I find it really amusing how it feels like you know the person..at least virtually. Will resume reading later.
It's my lunch break and will take a nap. :)
Anyhoo, I've been reading his blog while at work today. A good way to keep myself entertained and awake (yes, a graveyard zombie here).
After reading a few of his (2004 - 2005) notes, I find it really amusing how it feels like you know the person..at least virtually. Will resume reading later.
It's my lunch break and will take a nap. :)
Saturday, August 10, 2013
saturday night.
"Shine bright like diamonds...."
That was Rihanna's song; waking me up and pulling me away from a good night sleep. It's Saturday night and yet I have to go to work.
Still half asleep while I hail a cab, I put on my earphones and listen to the loudest song in my playlist.
The cab passed by a local bar and for a moment, I was tempted to get off; how nice it would be to just sit there at the bar, drink and get drunk. But no, I have to work.
And here I am at my work desk, writing this.
That was Rihanna's song; waking me up and pulling me away from a good night sleep. It's Saturday night and yet I have to go to work.
Still half asleep while I hail a cab, I put on my earphones and listen to the loudest song in my playlist.
The cab passed by a local bar and for a moment, I was tempted to get off; how nice it would be to just sit there at the bar, drink and get drunk. But no, I have to work.
And here I am at my work desk, writing this.
may the odds be ever in your favor
For the past 6 months I have been enjoying the luxury of a nice evening sleep, the cold morning breeze and a hassle free commute going to the office. Those days were sadly over. Welcome, graveyard shift!
My shift starts at 10 in the evening and I have to alot at least 2 hours to prepare, so I have to wake up at 8! Waking up is literally dragging yourself out of bed. It's a feeling where your bed have this kind of magical hands holding you, grappling you and urging you to go back to sleep. It's hard. Very hard. Then you have to wait for a bus ride along EDSA, and let me tell you, EDSA during those hours is like an arena in the Hunger Games where passengers are like tributes who are fighting for their lives to board the bus. Seriously.
Oh I just hope I'll get use to this shift sooner and may the odds be ever in my favor.
My shift starts at 10 in the evening and I have to alot at least 2 hours to prepare, so I have to wake up at 8! Waking up is literally dragging yourself out of bed. It's a feeling where your bed have this kind of magical hands holding you, grappling you and urging you to go back to sleep. It's hard. Very hard. Then you have to wait for a bus ride along EDSA, and let me tell you, EDSA during those hours is like an arena in the Hunger Games where passengers are like tributes who are fighting for their lives to board the bus. Seriously.
Oh I just hope I'll get use to this shift sooner and may the odds be ever in my favor.
Friday, August 9, 2013
1st post
I don't know why I created this blog. I'm not a good writer and I just thought that blogging is only for people who seriously have a good grammar (in english and Filipino)and for people with a background in writing (or writes for a living); which I am not.
My first language is neither English nor Tagalog, it's Bisaya so I might as well create a Bisaya blog? *lol
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