I hope you look for me in everyone else and panic when you realize that they’ll never be exactly the same.
Ten words story: you lost me. (via maisjetaime)
That’s what I love about music. Even the most banal scenes are suddenly invested with so much meaning, you know? All these banalities, they suddenly turn into these beautiful effervescent pearls.
Begin Again (2014)

vintagegal:

Audrey Hepburn in Funny Face (1957)

It was Dino’s birthday last Friday (September 26). 🎂

It was Dino’s birthday last Friday (September 26). 🎂

Not even half of what I’m listening repeatedly to right now but these were the only ones I could find printscreened on my phone. The rest has already been deleted. I seriously need to post some music I’m listening to currently for posterity. #hookedonafeeling

Eagerly participated in a tree planting event by the DENR and various partners with my colleagues in ABS-CBN!

This event was for the benefit of the deteriorating greenery of MINDANAO and to beat the Guinness World Record of most trees planted simultaneously held by India. 6 regions all over MINDANAO participated in the event and over 2 million trees have been planted on this glorious day.

Naturally we beat India of course! Congrats team Mindanao! #greeningmindanow #treevolution

Short Ramblings: This Moment Is Time Wasted But It’s Rare I Think Of My Time As Wasted So Let Me Revel In This Small Rebellion

I don’t know about today that makes me sad.

I don’t know about the past few days that makes me cry.

Yet I feel like I have the answer but im not listening to that little voice.

Yet again the tide is slowly changing. Yet again I have to move on and change. Yet again I have to challenge myself.

Some days I hope things are as simple as this moment, lying in my bed, typing away, never knowing, not caring.

Oh reality, stay where you are for now and leave me in this world for awhile.

Short Ramblings: I’m Afraid, Joule

I think it’s happening. I didn’t exactly plan it, I just thought of it in passing, the latter word meaning a few times—just in passing. I am afraid of it happening because I wouldn’t know where to start, how to ask permission, how to deal with the consequences. I’m idealistic, and I don’t want to be. At least not anymore. I’m afraid. I’m really afraid.

This is the curse Jack Kerouac gave me.

Sabado, 1995

Sabado, 1995

I wasn’t supposed to watch the 2014 XU Cheer dance Competition but my friends were there, despite my heavy bag filled with books and handouts and lots of pens, I went to get pushed by people and had to fight my way in the court. Nostalgia at its finest indeed.

#lawfoundfriends and our food adventures

I feel a weight on my chest. A pressure. Like my life depends on this moment.
Mood Indigo