A vision in the dark.

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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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It’s time to pay the piper.

I just spent more than 24 hours at the hospital. As far as I can remember, that’s my first time to be confined in such a sad place. Yes, I find hospitals depressing. They just scream “sickness!” and “death!”, two things I’m not really fond of.

It was just supposed to be a consultation. See, I’ve been experiencing some kind of inflammation on my cheeks every few months or so. I never took the time to have it checked. I guess it was time to find out what’s wrong since it’s really starting to bug me. Turns out there’s a lot of wrong things going on inside my sexy body. I don’t want to enumerate, so let me just say that I’m one unhealthy mofo.
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Sad smiles for good times.

It has been 10 years since I graduated from high school. It feels like 20.

For the last several months, I’ve been expecting a reunion of some sort with my high school class. Doesn’t seem it will happen. This year, anyway. Quite sad, really. I was looking forward to a grand nostalgia trip and maybe a few surprises. You know, finding out who’s already married. Who has been sleeping with whom. Who has become insanely successful. Who has let themselves go. I haven’t seen most of my class since graduation day, and I guess I’ll just have to rely on social networking websites to keep me updated on their lives. As for the nostalgia trip, I’ve turned to my trusty yearbook to bring back my lovely and awkward high school memories.
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