Summaries
it's boiling up inside me. an explosion? nay, an implosion. a catastrophe.
There's nothing left for me here.
I have no life of my own, so I live vicariously through others. Or something like that.
Please support the Torj Photography Club's debut exhibit: Sept. 26-28 (Fri-Sun); at the The Gallery (Juan Luna Ave., Cebu City).
FubarGenre.com has been nominated for Best Blog Design, Best Blog About Stuff, and the Blogitzer at the Blogger's Choice Awards.
Apparently, I care about these things.
Watch videos of Hastang's performances in YouTube.
They are spawns of Satan. Or so mominator insists.
I am not breaking up with you.
9 years. It's been a lifetime.
Remember...
Life is a series of sprints towards pesky deadlines. One day, I shall have my marathon.
It hit me the moment Gen and I stepped out of the backstage area and onto the main grounds: this used to be our playground, but we're strangers here now. Suffice it to say that it just wasn't the same. Our time has passed. It's their UP fair now. Not ours. *sniff*
