I've been stuck in bed with headache and body pain. I might have poisoned myself with a tomato-based dish that has been sitting inside the refrigerator.

Tonight, at dinner, during office hours, I had a glass of red wine sangria spiked with brandy and a shot of vodka on the rocks. Got me going tipsy.

Tonight, I watched Ariana Grande's concert live. I went there with a Calvin Klein messenger bag but came home with a plastic bag instead.

Her security was extra strict, understandably. Just for this concert the venue (SM MOA Arena) required the goers to deposit their bags upon entering. It was a little inconvenient but not a problem. Or so I thought. Post-show, the claiming system was so orderly and very efficient (I'm being sarcastic) that I ended up deciding to leave my bag behind. I will just return some other day to claim it. Worst case: there's no more bag to claim. I'd rather deal with the stress of loss than with the stress of waiting.

"I resent beautiful people," says the average-looking-at-best, ugly guy.
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I have deleted your number in my phone. All your messages. All the photos with you in it. "Tomodachi ni wa narenai na," sings Utada Hikaru.

Paul is sleeping over because his power got disconnected. What luck he has got this week.

Your being adamant on your self-imposed non-disclosure on that subject revives this feeling of contempt inside me. I hope you, all of you, suffer in silence for eternity.

Because his work laptop was encrypted, Paul asked if he can use mine to transfer Game of Thrones episodes between his flash devices. Seconds after coming over, he realized he forgot his key and that he locked himself out of his condo unit. So, he searched online and called to avail of a 24/7 locksmith service. After thirty minutes or so of waiting time (and awkward small talk), we went over to his place to meet the locksmith. He did a quick job of picking the lock and that was it for the night.

It was 11:11 on my phone screen. I had the impulse to take a screenshot but decided against it. There’s no one to send it to.

There's a swelling in the inside corner of my mouth near where my lower, right wisdom tooth used to be. I need to take my Clindamycin.

Last Saturday night I stubbed the pinky toe on my left foot, nail broken in half. It was a bloody mess. Painful, too.

ContaJon

Ako, Sansa, Jon

Movie Date with a Philippine Volcano

He is Jon Morales. He grew up and studied in the US. He is currently based in the Philppines, working for an NGO and taking up graduate studies in UP. I already met him last December in a meet-and-greet dinner organized by Jessica Zafra. Luckily, I will be meeting him again tomorrow night for a movie group date. Eek!

In ata ang magkasakit ngayon kaya pati ako nakiuso. I will and should be well by tomorrow!

I promise, pictures don't do him justice. He's more gwapo in person.

K12

This is Kylie fever! Ako na, ako na ang bakla. Pero mas bakla ang concert ni Kylie! I still can't get over Aphrodite Live. Masyado akong na-attach it's pathetic. My heart aches for Kylie and her fabuliscious male dancers. Look at them! (Forgive the image quality, hindi SLR, cellphone cam lang. I've shot videos, mostly.)

And look at the seat number my friend booked for HP7. Grabe, no?

Kylie, Aphrodite

I'm so stressed with work right now. Fast forward na sana!

Look, I'll be in row K. K for Kylie!

Hope Summer Ends Prematurely

It feels like a heavy weight has been lifted off my chest, but I've been examining myself, and I still am unsure that I'm not sour-graping.
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Kumain ako sa Jollibee kanina bago sumakay ng bus pa-Cubao. Syempre Spicy Chickenjoy na naman inorder ko. Bilin ko sa cashier, "Yung red meat, please." What I meant to say was "dark meat". Kakahiya!
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The last train's gone; we walk through the night. The moon shines down like a spotlight.

Ibunnee

It's like "I, bunny," pero parang "ay, buni" o "ee, buni".

About Me

My baby, there's something you should know about me before you propose although we have known each other for quite a while.

Whenever you need me I'm going to try to make it through to you, but I'm not always ready to. When you are not watching, I prepare myself for you, but I worry that I might have been misunderstood.

I've got to tell you, I want to tell you I can be lazy, but I'll try not to. Maybe I'm not a very honest person. Right now you're sure that you love me, but are you really sure that you know all about me? Up and down and down, down, down, down we go.

My baby, a lot could happen before tomorrow. Think about the pain before you take another dose. Who knows if it could be good for you after all?

Whatever you give me I'm going to try to give you something new, not something you've already chewed. When you are not watching, I prepare myself for you because this could be good.

What's bugging you? I've got to tell you, I want to tell you I can be crazy, but I don't want to. Maybe I'm not a very honest person. What if I don't want a baby yet? Is it okay if I'm not cute and naive? Up and down and down, down, down, down we go.

This could be good so I've got to tell you, I want to tell you you can be shady. What are you going through? Maybe you're not a very honest person. You say you're sure that you love me. How could that be when you keep so much from me? Turn the tables 'round, 'round and 'round we go.

Right now you're sure that you love me, but are you really ready to know more about me? Up and down and down, 'round and 'round and 'round. Where do we go...

Amsterdam

Of the few photos I'm in and shot through my phone, this has to be the one I like the most. Wait, were my eyes closed? Waah! (Yucch, parang tanga, as if hindi alam.)

Me and some Americans in our 3-hour city bike tour. :)