juil loco

caintA CathOlic CoLLege, aNd tHen foR 6mOnths, i sTudied at hErcor.i hAd no choice. i waS there fOr onLy oNe wEek tHen mY mom aSked mE wHere i pLan tO stUdy...

nahhhh.

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collecting vintage stuffs. photography.writing poems:no title. a bit of painting. a bit of collage. plays.drawing. music. im an art-oriented guy. haha

i have read a large amount of books lately. and i cant choose from any of them

hudson hAwk, heArts on atLantis, tHe piAnist, another you, napoleon dynamite

styrofoam, dathcab for cutie, us2evilzero, stars, the postal service, the magic numbers. haha, let's see if you notice sumthin

uh, you'll know it when i start talking about it.... niahahaha

okayy, so i thought saying something about one's self is way too over'rated. i've decided i'll just put some random thoughts and let the word speak by themselves...

i'll probably do it next month. niahahaha

“Before, I saw an empty sky. A sky that was filled with the blankness of my mind. And slowly, it began to form shapes from time to time. The shapes were from the memories I had inside. Full of memories, good and bad alike. All the memories, I tried to deny.”

+spt18'09+
i'll never forget this day. though the week was though,it was polished. had the gravest week of my life, i was caught attempting suicide;came home feeling depressed.
friday came then i found out i was invited to a debut. so i went with my usual black polo and raised hair. after the debu, us guys, 5 straight ones, decided to look for a motel to spend the night trough but found none that offers us a room for five. so we had a joyride. antipolo, cainta, sumulong, roxas avenue, cainta again, village east, and many others. came on our host's house at 3 pm. the one who had the car then went home and the four of us remained on the debutante's house. her brother was one of Us. then the three of them slept on the other van while blabbing. i didnt. havent got any sleep for more than 24 hours, woohooo.
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uh, i said im going to post some of my works,havent i? well, forget that. they were almost washed by the flood.effing thing was, some of my works were done in pencil and watercolor, well, you know. im drying it somewhere in my room, against the orders of my family. well, let them. they dont know what art and poetry is, aku ln naman marunung gumawa ng ganun s family namin e. who cares if my works are now stinking with the smell of the flood? that was a life's worth of works,kahit papel lang un, naimprenta na ang sarili ko doon,hindi ko kayang magsimula uli ng ganoon kaganda. so i'll retrieve it kahit mejo impossible.
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hindi ako magsasabi directly na goth ako, pabiro,maybe. basta ganito ko, at auko magsabi n goth ako dahil nawawalan ng essence. i dont have to dress like one, nor be pale. hindi lang naman sa ganon nagrerely ang gothness ng isang tao. i hate it when people just dress for the sake of it, regularly negleting their brains. ung tipong act lang and they have no real idea who the real Frankenstein is, ano tlga meaning ng Death sa tarot card, ano ang Red Death,ung ganuon.

hindi ko kasi ugali ang magyabang,kaya di ko nakikita ang sense nun.
but they say i know a lot of things, i suppose i am still in hopes of meeting some people who would be at par with me. for now, nakikita ko lang mga naka'itim. at kaiitiman ng paligid.
wla p kong nakikilala na goth with a wide knowledge of things, but i know na nanjan lang sila. di lang kami magkitakita dahil pareparehong nagsusulat.
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contrary to what people think, hindi po ako fashionista... stylista po ako, i love styles. i dont rely on buying clothes but rather i augment them to suit me.
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uguuu, i want to join youth'oriented groups, i dont know why. ahaha. nais ku sumama sa samahan ng mga manunulat at kwentista. ahaha. pasali naman o. ahah
iwannashutup@yahoo.com.ph.

add me up. hehe