An endless darkness.

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So I’ve been thinking, my “main” personal blog is Baddieverse. I blog about everything there, hence the tagline: “A blog about comics, dickery, pop culture, love, the Internetz, myself, unicorns, the kitchen sink, and your mom.” I practically covered everything in that description, including the kitchen sink. So why am I blogging emo shit on a separate blog? I can turn on the emo machine in Baddieverse too. I guess what I’m saying is I’m putting Emorama! to sleep. A deep slumber into the abyss of un-updatedness. An endless darkness.

From now on, you can go to Baddieverse for my dickeries AND my drama. Emorama! is now indefinitely closed. Thanks for reading!

Baddie Day 2008.

You know what today is? It’s my 27th birthday. Baddie Day 2008.

I always suffer an unexplainable bout with depression every year around the time of my birthday. First, I thought I’m just getting depressed because I’m growing old. Believe it or not, that’s not the issue.

Then I thought maybe it’s because I’m without an object of affection, but no. It’s not that. I proved it last year when I had… someone.

So what is it? Why does a mysterious sadness plague me weeks before or after Baddie Day? Why do I unravel? Why do I become undone?
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A vision in the dark.

Puff a smoke. Sip beer.

I missed these guys. Brothers and sisters from another mother. I don’t know all their names, but they all know mine. Good enough for me.

Smoke. Beer.

God, that DJ’s hot. ‘Course, she’s probably just up there to get attention. What a whore. Nice tits, though. And what is up with all the douchebags with shaved heads around her? Pff.

Smoke. Beer. Smoke.
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A decade of learning, evolving, and living on top of a century of prestige.

I finally got a hold of a Php100 bill with the UP Centennial logo on it. It excited me like the time when I first got a hold of a Php200 bill. Also, that time with the Php10 coin. I am human. I am a shallow being.

This bill not only reminded me of being a part of the great legacy that is the University of the Philippines, it also reminded me that it’s been 10 years since I became part of it. On UP’s 100th year, I celebrate my 10th year of being a UPian (“Taga-UP” for those of you who think “UPian” is too “coño”).
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They are my comfort zone.

I just spent a fine 4th of July Friday evening with my brothers and sisters in the UPLB Mathematical Sciences Society (UPLB MASS), and I can’t help but dive into a pool made of Nostalgia. And really, if you spent years in good ol’ laid back UPLB, having a gathering at a place like Metrowalk will definitely make you yearn for the good old days in a quiet little town at the foot of a mountain. Metrowalk definitely wasn’t our organization’s comfort zone.

I felt extremely happy and comfortable being with very familiar faces again. There has been a constant decline in my social activities in the last few months, so an evening of alcohol and laughter with people I sincerely consider my family brings a lot of positivity into my life right now.
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