I am divine.

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May 24

052412 | Aura Queen

I just got back from a four days and three nights stay in Cabiao, Nueva Ecija which I believe won’t be my last time to go there although it’s the first. I believe that in two or three years, my favorite girl will invite us again to her hometown as she has already gone back from her stay in the States. I must say that I will miss Agua so much, whom we call that way because of the way she talks. I thought that saying goodbye to her won’t bring me to tears, but how I felt this afternoon was different, that though she has to leave, there was that feeling from me to not let her go. This past few months have been very difficult for me and she has been one of those reasons why I go on with life, because of the positivity that she brings to us whenever we are together.

Thank you for everything that you have brought in me, those memories and laughters that forever will be treasured and will be remembered while you are miles away. I wish not to let you go but I can only be happy for the people I love to wherever they wish to be. I love you, Agua!

Aura na tayis.

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Apr 20

042112 | Come Away With Me

See, I’m starting to love Norah Jones that even this post got its title from one of her songs. I remember how Lorraine talked about her when we were in grade school and I was just like, this girl’s got a weird taste. But soon I realized that it was me who was weird, and that her taste was great, actually even up until now. Choice of music differs when you grow older. Sometimes you’d go mainstream, but most of the time, you’ll go indie. You listen to songs which are not as popular, songs that not everyone appreciates. While we were on our way to Manila this morning, it was all NJ that was playing while my earphones were on. I didn’t even notice how fast the travel was. But this isn’t about Norah Jones and me becoming a really good fan of her.

Days pass. And I don’t even seem to notice. I guess I am just making myself too busy about all other stuffs, to just avoid all other things in my mind. This may be the right thing to do, to just stress oneself physically. I even thought of disconnecting myself from the world which is basically by just deactivating from facebook. But that just won’t work, well, at least for me. Bla bla bla.

And I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won’t you try to come?

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Mar 21

032312 | A Letter of Thanks

To you who have always been around, thank you.

To you who have always understood me, thank you.

To the best friend whom I can always be proud about, thank you.

I don’t know how life would have been without you. I seriously don’t know how to survive college had it not been for you. I am crying while writing this because words couldn’t express how grateful I am to have you as a friend. You are a brother, a confidante, my wing man. I know I am hard to be with at times, but you choose to always be there. You know exactly when I am sad, even when not a single word is spoken. You know when I am crying behind my sheets, and you’d even text me to remind me to be strong.

“In time, all will fall into their right places.”

So to you, my brother, thank you. I know that you won’t see this but I hope soon.

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Feb 26

022712 | Good Boy

17th Hot Air Balloon Fiesta

Air Force City, Clark City, Pampanga

February 11, 2012

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UST Lacson

Feb 26

022612 | Hari ng Lacson

It was during the Velada Tomasina when this picture was taken by the great Butch Domingo. Anyway, I’d like to believe that it is such really an honor to be studying in UST, and that I am thankful for. So many events that students like me get to enjoy, and more than that, I feel the security that I could live a normal life as a student.

This picture too, reminds me of the film Manila Kingpin. And that’s what the Hari ng Lacson title is for besides me living in that same street. Although I haven’t seen the movie as it is too brusko for me to watch, too much of the sounds of bullets and men fighting. So I guess this is what you get from too much of boredom, ano? Just so excited that I will be back tomorrow to my beloved Lacson, as I have been in the house for like five days and I really cannot imagine that I managed to stay in for that long.

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mono itsgonnamakesense ust

Feb 24

022512 | It’s gonna make sense, maybe not now, but someday.

And so I thought, why pictures in mono? I got a lot to share from my drive, but they are not in black and white. And what makes posting pictures in mono special is that, not everyone does it. And that, in that sense, makes it special. I seldom shoot in mono. In that sense, again, makes it special. Let my facebook profile do the entertaining for your eyes.

The former blog had like 124 followers, and this, as of posting, with 10. Choosing 10 over the 124 should make sense. It will make sense. You write for yourself, and you just let others see.

After you clear your eyes
You’ll see the light
Somewhere in the darkness
After the rain has gone
You’ll feel the sun come
And though it seems your sorrow never ends
Someday it’s gonna make sense

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mono Tollhouse Pampanga comeback

Feb 24

022512 | Father and Son

And I am back! Back from the dead, back to the tumblr world since the internet connection at home had its resurrection just a few days ago and there’s nothing much to do. Well there are tons but let procrastination do its magic next week. I’m back to what I missed, telling a whole crap about myself. I’m back, as before this picture had its conception through my lenses, we almost got into an accident while on our way to Tollhouse.

This should be fun, and I will try my best in maintaining this blog again.

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Jul 07

070711 | Deal with your crap, mofos

You wish people around you were more open minded, that they’d be willing to understand. That they would learn how to grow up, and redeem themselves from their childish ways. When they’d learn how to distinguish which is crap.

People exactly know what hard work is, but they sometimes tend to forget to realize which are the ones worth working hard for.

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mono

Jun 30

070111 | Someday it’s gonna make sense oh o, oh o

People who don’t really know what they’re doing or even perhaps, don’t actually know anything. It’s not like you really have to prove anything to them but you’re just feeling that there is a need for them to know what you are capable of doing. Hopefully this shit that I’m feeling would be gone by tomorrow.

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Jun 30

061811 | Rose Ann’s debut

That event where I’ve seen again missed high school friends.