Changed gyms tonight. Guess which. Hahaha. Ayoko imention kung saan, di naman endorsement deal to eh. Hahahaha.
bakit nakasulat sa tumblr mo na bawal ka ma-inlove? Bakit ka bawal ma-inlove?
Take me where I’ve never been
Help me on my feet again
Show me that good things come
To those who wait
Tell me I’m not on my own
Tell me I won’t be alone
Tell me what I’m feeling isn’t some mistake
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love, you can
Save me from myself, you can
And it’s you and no one else
If I could wish upon tomorrow
Tonight would never end
If you asked me, I would follow
But for now I’ll just pretend
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love, you can
Baby, when you look at me
Tell me what do you see?
Are these the eyes of someone
You could love?
This little fucker kept staring at me from the taxi cab’s dashboard. I dont know what his problem is. I was minding my business, having a peaceful ride home.
It has two friends with it. A dog, and a gorilla. The dog had a sad look on its face, the gorilla was in on it just coz it’s friends sith the other two.
But this little motherfucker. Oh boy. I dont know why it kept staring at me like that.
So i bought it from the driver. I added about another hundred bucks to the fare just so i get to take this little bugger home. I had to apologize to its dog friend as i was picking him up and away from the dashboard. The dog would be sad, but i trust there will be a day someone will get the compulsion to bring him home too.
So there. That’s the story if how i adopted this little bugger.
(via asteorra)
GPOY forever
It’s funny now, but this actually happened to me. I used to work and write waaaay into the night. And yes, looking fluffy like that. Butt naked.
One time, I woke up on the floor. Not those good Ke$ha kind of waking up, but out of sheer exhaustion. I could not remember at what point of the night my body just gave up, and left me dead on the floor. Anyway, I went back to what I was working on, took a quick shower, then went to the office.
After that, I decided to turn my life around. I have to stop pushing myself too hard. So I started eating healthier, I started going to the gym. I went for little changes; I took the stairs more often, I walked a lot, took supplements, had enough sleep as much as I can. Now, I feel much better. More productive.
I think, the key to productivity is taking care of your body first. Everyone, listen up, stop abusing your body. Stop smoking, stop drinking a lot. Have a fitness routine, and be conscious of what you put inside your body (this includes other people’s genitals). Health IS wealth, and I can’t emphasize this enough, even if I turn that into flashing animated .gif typography.
Have a nice life, everyone. The world needs you. Take care.
One of the wittiest Fil books Ive read. It has been released ages ago but its never too late to grab a copy! :D (Crash/Roles from Carlos Malvar) (Taken with instagram)
Yun o! :p Labyu.
jslr:
What does poetry mean to you? Poetry Loves Company event, 01/12 (by Danielle Shaw)
I’d started into building a habit/tradition of social events for poets and writers, particularly around Christmas, for a few years up until 2010. Christmas is an interesting time for “freelance creatives”. Depending on the strength of our networks and collaborations, maybe we’re invited to a larger company’s Christmas party, but there’s little that we do for ourselves as a community. With that in mind, I started organising simple Christmas dinners at a friendly Indian restaurant off Oxford Street. We had a good run, then came 2010 (tough year for me for personal reasons) and I had to let a few things go. Rather than restarting the same tradition in 2011, I decided to do something a little different. Christmas is always a busy time, even if we’re not celebrating as a community, so why not celebrate the beginning of new year, rather than the end of an old? 2012 marked the first in what I hope will be a long run of such celebrations, attended by a number of poets and emerging writers I’ve worked with, from flipped eye, Barbican Poets, the London Teenage Poetry SLAM, Malika’s Kitchen, the Roundhouse, the Vineyard and beyond.
With so many poets in the room, it felt criminal to waste the opportunity to make something. Cue filmmaker Danielle Shaw, a Canon EOS 500D, and a few willing guinea pigs with opinions on poetry.
Thanks to Woolfson & Tay (the bookshop, café and gallery space that hosted the event) and everyone who attended, with special thanks to Indigo Williams, Dorothy Fryd, Miriam Nash, Inua Ellams, Nii Ayikwei Parkes and Katie Hale.
Next Poetry Loves Company event? Currently looking at June. Watch this space.
Went to divisoria with my friend Angela. She borrowed my phone for a while, and i didnt see this photo until a few minutes ago. This is the most candid photo of the Siege Malvar.
And yeah, im a nailbiter. Im quite good at it, really. You couldnt tell just by looking at my nails that i bite them to size. It’s a skillset.
Hoy, Siege Malvar.
May isang bagay kang dapat tandaan. Di ba isa lang ang rule mo? Bawal ma-in-love. At lahat pa ng susunod na rules (#34 - Huwag umasa, huwag magpa-asa. #56 - Hindi pagsisinungaling ang pag-iwas sa issue. #12 - Hindi cheating kung hindi kayo.) ay alinsunod lamang sa RULE # 1.
Inuulit ko:
BAWAL MA-IN-LOVE.
OY sa mga tropa ko dyan sa Willie’s Gym, sorry mga paps, di ako nakasali, mukhang enjoy naman kayo, hahaha… sige, sirs, join ako next time.
STOP.
STOP RIGHT THERE.
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Proceed only if you are willing to accept the truth that you will NEVER, EVER see anything that can surpass the experience you are about to have.
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You have been warned.
And congratulations.
