NO GOOD

Suffered from a bad breakup? Pained on the idea of failing grades? Not being able to logged in on Facebook? I considered those three situations as PURE BULLSHIT. Okay? I mean life is so romantic to have such fucking problems. In Tagalaog, ANG BABAW POTA.

While others almost killed themselves of not being able to go to school, well Hey! You are just sitting there dumb ass and whining how SLOW the internet connection is. Grow up dude!

These past months, Yes, I am indeed suffering from a great depression because I just do not know why OUR life turned this way. When will it ever stop? The pain I mean. I saw my Mum worked hard, I saw my Ate taught her students…then why? Why of all the persons in the world?

THOUGH HOW MANY SENTENCES I WILL MAKE ON THIS WORDPRESS SITE, YOU OR NO ONE WILL EVER UNDERSTAND ME. KFINE!

Giving The Finger Like A Boss

like a boss, ehh?

BrainRants

So here we are once again, you finally reading, and me making excuses as to why I’m not writing.  I’ve got a doozy

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Transient Beauty: Cherry Blossoms in Korea

Cherry blossom? I will be seeing you SOON 😉

The Secret Map

“Nothing is static. Everything is evolving. Everything is falling apart.” – Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club.

Nothing is static, as fictitious character Tyler Durden says in the novel Fight Club. Certainly not in Seoul, a city whose internal cogs move so fast it wouldn’t know how to slow down, continuously and rapidly evolving. So too for the country’s seasons, which are indeed distinct, yet vastly over-proportioned in the extreme ends of Summer and Winter. Spring doesn’t last long.

The first warm winds of the year allow many things to bloom in Korea. The first empty rice wine bottles of the season sprout all over the country’s convenience store seating. The unveiling of the lower halves of the nation’s young women mirror the covering of all things flesh-related in the old. Floral arrangements are furiously installed in any green space around the cities as the first minute buds on the trees begin…

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A lot like LOVE #jetaime

 

Summer 2014. 

Our dearest Aunt Juliet together with Uncle Beth (Canadian citizen and New Yorker respectively) booked a flight and went home to the place where their hearts are – Philippines. Aunt and Uncle are my Mum’s 1st degree cousins. It is undeniable that our family and theirs have built a strong relationship through the years. 

Emails, phone calls, and FB messages were sent on my Mum’s inbox telling that they were to visit Lucena. Gaasssh. I was SO DAMN excited. (iykwim)

One night while eating our dinner, Mother dear received a text message coming from Tita Baby saying that they will be in our home on the 24th and 25th on Ate Myla’s house at Citta Grande.  I was SO DAMN excited. (iykwim) AGAIN. 

Came 24th and it’s the first time I will be seeing Uncle Beth and my cousins. Damn. It’s just so AWKWARD to be in a living room with your never-before-seen cousins. 😦 Hahaha 

Small kwentuhan came upon and continued the next day at Citta Grande.

Came 25th and we had a family dinner at Ate Myla’s place. The food is great! And of course, the BONDING time we’ve had IS THE GREATEST!

Came 26th. Hmm. Today? Yeahp. Hhahaha. Okay. We went to Tita Mimi’s farm in Talaan and guess what? It’s like a mini-hacienda!!!

Waaaaaaaaah! 

We had boodle fight, agawan ng chocolates, nonstop picture taking, glorious chikahan time and of course, WE ALL WITNESSED HOW OUR FAMILY IS STRONGLY-BONDED! 

 

I have so much more to share but I JUST CAN’T PUT IT INTO WORDS. Lol Hahaha

ALL IN ALL, WE ALL WENT HOME FEELING HAPPY, LOVED AND …. SEXY 🙂

I want to extend my deepest appreciation to Lola Rosita’s family for being so nice and caring to US, and to Tita Mimi’s fambam for their HACIENDA-LIKE FOODS ❤ Labyuu!

💛 💙 💜 💚 ❤

Daily Prompt: Pour Some Sugar on Me

For the sweets ❤

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I always think about you. Do I like you? Uh-oh. Maybe yes?

I hate you in the first place. You’re so damn boastful and even more heckler than I. You sound very gay too. But whenever you looked at me and we crossed paths, I feel warmth inside my head. I feel calmness. In the end of the day, when night is pitch dark, your face is all I see. Your eyes. Your nose. Your eyebrows. All of the animosity were gone and what’s left was something unexplained.

Why? I always ask myself about that. Maybe the way you looked seduced me? Maybe I’m being so delusional? Or maybe I’ve already fallen in your trap? WHAT NOW?

 

Party No More?

In the next two weeks, I will be facing again the questionnaires and answer sheets in JR 201.

I will never expect something good in my class cards as I go party rockin’ the whole term. I don’t drink. I party a lot. There’s a big difference in that!

Well I guess, I’ll be receiving a grade of 3.0 or worst 5.0 in Math, Biology and PE. Ohh heck. This is my life. I was so good in the first sem that I even became a Dean’s lister. But the story had changed since the beginning of November. I missed some quizzes, skipped on a class,etc.

OKAY. CONGRATS TO ME. I’VE BEEN SEEING HELL IN THE NEXT FEW DAYS.