depraved minds. sweet!

I love counting the hours of my vivid existence, the marathon of my waking life. Although there is no real pride to be found in it, I still have to mention it since I have this feeling that it is a momentous occasion,

So it begins round 10AM November 24. I wake up and my friend texts me that he needed some help on some birthday gimmick he has for his brother's kid. So I went. Spent the whole afternoon somewhere in fairview photoshopping. THen fell asleep for 45 minutes. Cool.

I then moved on to the workplace. Makati. I really would like to take a moment here and laud the MRT for bridging geographical distances and making two seemingly distant places so near, chronologically. Spent the whole night boppin' around and somehow taking calls and reading webcomics.

Lovely night it was. Twas' thanksgiving day in the US: that meant less calls for us. Hell, I was sitting on my phone and I almost heated my phone for 20-30 minutes waiting for someone of getting the privilege of metting my phone acquaintance. Sweet. I love work days like this. Working but not really working. And it led to a huge amount of crazy stuff and rather interesting conversations. The amount of calls coming in were so measly that they were actually forcing us to go home. And I say, "To hell with that! I wanna' earn money and I'm gonna sit on my station and excrete money from my ass long as I can possibly can" YEAH. It's just one of those days when you can sincerely say that you love WORK. love. hehe.

And so work is over. I move on to the next episode.

Schoolwork : There's this Philosophy Student's Congress in Philosophy held on De La Salle and I signed up to take part of the said event days ago. Although my mind was waning in its ability to think coherently, I had to go, since we also had faculty sponsorship.

OH crap.

so, cut the long crap shorter. I stayed up and went to work. 8PM to 5am. slept - 6am november 26. Monumental sleep deprivation. awake , 10AM. november 24. went to bed 6 AM november 26. I get dizzy and confused just thinking of the hours. Oh hell, another late blog.

My life is sinking. And Exhilirated! Weeeee!

pinoy birthday sunday

Sunday : we were all gathered in the living room right behind the front door. Most of us were tingling in anticipation on how she would react. The kids, well, that includes me(haha) were holding party poppers filled with confetti. The dining table's brimming with lechon, lumpia, spaghetti(but opkors, what is a pinoy party without spaghetti or pancit?! right? hehe) and, naturally, the candle-stabbed cake.

And as Momma's car rolled into the driveway, everybody looked as if we were about to pounce.

Momma opens the front door and....

SURPRISE!! (insert popping noises, confetti, tears and shocked expression of my momma, and hugs and kisses here.)

We had one hellluva feast! And what can be better than a nice smooth smoke after a very sumptous meal?

It turned to be a lovely lazy sunday afternoons. Food was pinoy perfect in the Goldilocks food chain sense of the word. I almost spent four hours chatting with my mom,dad, titos and titas about just any topic.

Well, it started off with religion, the da vinci code, conspiracy theories, whales evolving from wolves, ely soriano, religious cults, space aliens and gods, the monkey prince, ukay ukay stuff, and a whole lot of other things that you really can't talk about everyday. This simply means that it turned out rather interesting. Everybody wanted to say something. Intelligent conversation is bliss.

Yep, we threw a surprise party for my mom: my personal hero, and the fuel of anything nice in my heart, my source of inspiration and my armor of fortitude. I might go on a litany here, so maybe I'll just reserve that for her. My heart just wells up with love and tenderness whenever I remember everything that she's done and is still doing for all five of us hell-raising kids.

I LOVE YOU MA.

disjointed utterances of color

take a white canvas.
place a neat dot in the middle
splash ink for a purple sky

paint me a yellow ocean,
with mermaids in spandex fintails
jumping up and down the aqua

daylight stars shining in red
like acne in this purple
high noon on a bleak sunday

then cast this image upon my cranium
move on to screw my sanity
then skew my sobriety

colors have never felt this disjointed