Sunday, January 27, 2008

Charet EXPLAINS What Being Tired Feels Like

charet Mendioro: wala lang
charet Mendioro: pagod na talaga
Franco: dahil saan?
charet Mendioro: galing ako ng pila kahapon
charet Mendioro: whole day kaming nakatayo
charet Mendioro: ayus-ayos
charet Mendioro: ganun
Franco: shit
Franco: no wonder
charet Mendioro: kaya nga
charet Mendioro: my legs feel...di ko ma-explain
charet Mendioro: my back feels... di ko ma-explain
charet Mendioro: my neck feels.... di ko ma-explain
charet Mendioro: basta para akong jello

Franco: somehow, that seems so... quotable
charet Mendioro: haha

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Saturday, January 26, 2008

A Study on Empathy

"Imagine you're an animal. An animal with a long tail, say a squirrel. Or perhaps a ring-tailed lemur, because they look way cooler. So you're a ring tailed lemur, and you're chasing the tail of another ring-tailed lemur. But it just so happens that the tail you're chasing belongs to a ring-tailed lemur who is too busy chasing the tail of another ring-tailed lemur to notice that you're chasing its tail. All you can hope for now is that the ring-tailed lemur whose tail you're chasing will one day stop, or at least turn around and see you.

That's what love feels like."

-Douglas Adams

Just kidding. I wrote that.

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Saturday, January 12, 2008

Because I can't sleep...

Maybe I'm overly romanticizing that's happening in and around me.

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Might as well spread the meme. Oh nose, LJ is invading!


Leave a comment and I'll reply by doing the following:

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll tell you the very next person/place/event I think of when I think of you.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. (See? I told you it was from LJ)

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Friday, January 04, 2008


I'm really, really, really starting to believe in the superstition that says people with moles on their soles (sorry, couldn't resist (^_^)) really love to travel.

I mean, here I was, spending the entire afternoon turning lethargic and going insane over a half-finished paper (5 pages out of 10, to be exact. And it's about poetry. And not just any poetry, it's about a sonnet about the immortality of love. In Olde English.) that's already due Monday, when some unseen force tells me that I need to get up and go somewhere. Anywhere. And this is, like around 8 in the evening. I finish dinner in 5 minutes, and just take a tricycle to the station, go all the way down to an already closing Sta. Lucia, walk around, and spend almost an hour looking at DVDs at the small tiangge outside.

The moment I got home, everything changed, though it still was what it was before I left (Jonas of The Giver-ish comments aside); the night was darker, the garden was greener and smelled better, and even the house looked warmer and more inviting than what it was an hour or so ago. In short, the place literally became a breath of fresh air.

And I am now typing my seventh page out.

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Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Unorthodox Reminiscing

Do you know these guys?

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