fridays i'm in love

nag meditate si paola while waiting for people to come(5:oopm)



crossing the road papunta sa jeep stop



hntay ng jeep. kwentuhan muna! (6:30pm)



jeep papunta sa mrt



first time ni paola. on tight security and surveillance. baka mawala at kidnapin



aldrin as bodyguard



cian nag bbantay din



luckily tapos na rush hour so nakaupo at picturan



escalator... first time din ata ni paola d2...



yes nkasurvive at nka labas in one piece! congrats to paola... we are proud of you!



tagal ni raf nag pa load...



jeep papunta ng bhay... nag kanina bumili donuts pinagantay yung buong jeep



bahay at last (7.30pm)



pride of las pinas!



todo smile ni ina... happy n happy ha... bakit kaya



dean had too much beer. nasusuka n!



mga gwapings ng UPCFA painting. plus hand ni jeona



ramos cousins in d haws



yuck naiiyak... the cake was DELICIOUS! tnx! catalina n caroline b bumili?



ceremoniously cutting the cake... pretty much



ate em n kuya rex. nagsarili mag take ng pic



hello!



bili tayo yosi sa 7 eleven at makapag vandal



strolling around makati...



lets go!



carlo(s) and company... whoever u r



lalala



naks... submit n natin sa bench!!!



see no good. speak no good. hear no good.



talaga to si carlo 4ever nkkextra



naks aldrin talaga... send n rin natin sa bench!



manu! isa pang bench!



n2log n si jerome



success si cian...



pang apat n kaha



manu! baka habulin k ng bench



jerome pang limang kaha



si raf nhhrapan pang mag buga



tama n yan inuman n



raf's turn to bench



best friends for eternity (12:00mn real birthday na!)


4AM p umalis yung iba eh... not umalis actually.. hehe
tnx for all who came. really made my day! my birthday!
tnx for presents
for all those who didnt come: LOSERS!
but i understand and i love u all still.

MABUHAY ANG ART!!!
UPCFA studio art ROCKS the hell out!!!

i feel so small, unworthy

The Grass so little has to do –
by Emily Dickinson

The Grass so little has to do –
A Sphere of simple Green –
With only Butterflies to brood
And Bees to entertain –
And stir all day to pretty Tunes
The Breezes fetch along –
And hold the Sunshine in its lap
And bow to everything –

And thread the Dews, all night, like Pearls –
And make itself so fine
A Duchess were too common
For such a noticing –

And even when it dies – to pass
In Odors so divine –
Like Lowly spices, lain to sleep –
Or Spikenards, perishing –

And then, in Sovereign Barns to dwell –
And dream the Days away,
The Grass so little has to do
I wish I were a Hay –

handcuffs and bruised wrists

words scored on the walls
echoing restless tapping fingers
unable to capture the trickle of blood


if so
what about those flickering lights
briefly distinguished silhouettes


if so
what about those bread crumbs
that entice birds from their flight

if so
what about those stacks of papers
obscuring sunrises and sunsets


handcuffs and bruised wrists
hands tucked in bulging pockets
letters yellowing in bottom drawers

black and white photographs
blank eyes and passive smiles
what are they even smiling for?

lately

crazies


oh happy day...


yuck... bad ass

make iyak?

scary!!!

senti... dapat

i have no idea...

been so busy lately... no time to update...
bittersweetness of life dude...