Oh, hi. It’s you again. You keep doing that thing where you open the door to my head and everything else gets flushed out like kaput. Theb, alone, there you’d be. Attention whore.

I set my Monday itinerary yesterday only to leave no box ticked. I wanted to do desk clean-up and finalize the design for a brochure I’m working on for the upcoming social action committee event, but no, I spent the day idly exactly the way I’d promised myself I wouldn’t the night before.

But idle time isn’t always wasted time, is it? Idle time gives you time to think, think, think — evaluate things as they are now from what they were before, and plan a vague plan so as not to be to caught up in a meticulous design, rather be guided by a general objective. I guess that’s what I did yesterday…and today. A Tuesday. In hand a check list of things I need to get done, none of them ticked, as was the case the roughly twenty-four hours ago.

So I guess this is to say that in moments of being idle, there’s still some productivity to speak of. And now instead of the blur that is the future, I have a moist glass wipe-ready right in front. And now, in hand, I’ve a check list of things to do, and a trash bin four steps away from where I’m seated.

I have tonight to cram. I’d like to have the day, the “idle” time to think.

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Because it’s only in my dreams when, where you’re ever around.

This word makes me laugh I don’t know why.

Ang sigaw ng aking trainer nang mapabulong ako ng “shit” sa bigat ng weights habang nag-pu-pull-over. Humiliation. Bakit kailangang ‘For Everyone’ ang mensahe, pwede namang ‘For Contacts Only’? Boo.

onemochafrancecino:

“Ayusin mo yang kokote mo ah” - Miguel Dumaual

I take it the one on the left is the back part of the shirt? Instabuy for me! :D

GPOYW. Chromosomal Origins Edition. My parents having a date on a local cruise. The two most important, cherished people in my life. Not entirely sure who I look more like.

‘Cause tonight, March 1st, 2010, the moon shines so beautifully it can only be looked upon with eyes worthy of it.

Yours.

(Pardon the cheese.)

The Eiffel tower. I shall go there before I’m 30. [Chuck S03E05] [via fuckyeahchuck]

After all these years, my dad still hasn’t lost his touch with “pambobola”. And after all these years, my mom still likes it, falls for it. The only difference now is that he doesn’t have to do it to win her over; he does it because he means to say it, and somehow, it just doesn’t seem to get old for her. I guess a little mush ‘n’ cheese doesn’t hurt every now and then.

Thanks, pa, for teaching me the art.