I guess there's no turning back now. It's really happening. I fidget as I wait.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Cloud Catalog #29.
Bihirang bihira mag-formal si J pero naka-formal siya ngayon nang fatale. Kasal ba namin? Ba't hindi ako naabisuhan? I should have worn my best! Char. Pero seriously, ang cute niya ngayon. Huhuhu baka may date sila ng bufra niya huhu /suicidelol
Cloud Catalog #28.
As my literary boyfriend once said, "I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion." There you go.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Cloud Catalog #26.
Thank you for helping me get by, Century Tuna. Welcome to KAHIRAPAN 101. Gosh, ang seksi ko na kaka-tuna. Superbod na, ganyan. Kitaniyonaman.
Cloud Catalog #24.
I show up at work and do nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing.
Lagot.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Cloud Catalog #21.
Didn't go to work today so I managed to catch some episodes of Entourage on ETC and golly, Jeremy Piven is batshit crazy.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Cloud Catalog #20.
Weird that there's Internet here at the wake. Close family members have arrived. Some neighbors. Other people I don't know. My nieces and nephews are here. Some relatives are playing cards. I accompany my sister to Dangwa and buy flowers, peanuts, bread, whatnot. In a way everything feels normal, like nothing unfortunate has happened, but the void is felt by everyone, the coffin in front of us making it evident. I take a peek at my mom's face. She looks different. I wonder why dead people look different. I look at her again, then I look away again to fight back tears. I know I told her before how much I love her, but why is it that nothing is ever enough? Why does it feel like I have let her down?
Cloud Catalog #19.
Smile a while. forget the bile, and watch it all come down.
Nay, I hope you are okay wherever you are now. I love you, I miss you.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Cloud Catalog #18.
I don't really know why she has to suffer like this. I've looked for reasons and found none, I've looked for answers and found nothing. Just give her an easy rest, please. We have accepted it. It's painful for us, but rather than see her in pain it would be better to finally let the hope go. Pahinga ka na, Nay. Pahinga ka na. Okay na kami. Mahal na mahal ka namin.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Cloud Catalog #17.
Everything in the past few weeks has been beyond exhausting and saddening. I wish the world would just stop but it won't.
Cloud Catalog #15.
This is one of the finest moments on television. In an emotional speech, Ving Rhames hands his Golden Globe to Jack Lemmon in 1998.
Two years later, Jack wins the same award and says, "Well, in the spirit of Ving Rhames I'm gonna give this to Jack Lemmon."
I laughed and cried.
And this is Jack accepting his Oscar best actor for "Save the Tiger," alluding to Marlon Brando in the latter part of his speech. Love him.
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