Year: 2012

  • Notes to self

    Notes to self

    Just because nobody publishes compliments about you or your work doesn’t mean you aren’t good too. So stop feeling insecure and instead be thankful for the amazing people you’ve met and look up to. The fact that they talk to you is encouraging enough already. You’re not so bad. :) 

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  • Travelbug

    Travelbug

    When traveling, it’s really not just the place that makes the trip but the people you travel with. I would love to go back to Hong Kong again and do more things I wasn’t able to do, but all in all it was a memorable trip. It now feels a bit surreal to be honest,…

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  • it’s the little fights

    it’s the little fights

    I don’t know why, but it’s those small moments that create the heavier arguments. In the aftermath, the divide is a little bigger than what I have expected and somehow it feels as if it is my fault for feeling these things too keenly. Why do I take those sad little moments to heart?

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  • Splurge

    Splurge

    I am typing this with a bluetooth keyboard and a freaking iPad with a new case that all-in-all I could say I have bought something worth as much as a laptop. I would seriously consider this an investment once I’ve paid off my debts. Borrowed my mom’s credit card so I can pay in installments…

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  • Date

    Date

    You asked me out for our first date on the night of Angelica’s birthday dinner. I was crying from a confrontation with Chyna which happened just before I was going to leave with Angelica so I broke down in front of her and I ended up sobbing in her car. I can’t remember right now…

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  • ‘Why We Broke Up’ is inspiring me to do a bunch of things

    ‘Why We Broke Up’ is inspiring me to do a bunch of things

    Write. (my writing style is really simple and mediocre but maybe I have a voice and it’ll get somewhere) Go back to traditional art. I have to prepare at least five artworks for a small exhibit thing next month and if anybody knows me, I’m not really an illustrator like Kasey or Rob or CSJ.…

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  • The start

    The start

    Lles and I disagree about a lot of things and agree about a few things. One of those few things we agree about is not being able to write when we’re sad, and possibly being in the best mood to write when we’re in love. So when I was reading Why We Broke Up, with…

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  • Stop

    Stop

    It feels like things have changed and we’ll never be the same again. It’s really sad.

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  • Today:

    Today:

    I miss C in between minutes of the day: in between tasks at work, moments of boredom, moments of sleepiness. He doesn’t reply to my texts often; he’s in Laguna and busy (or tired) from a shoot. It’s alright (I understand), but the waiting and anxiety drags me down to idleness (can’t focus on a…

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