Settling things

Random office pictures. I'll miss them.

Jeff In Manila 4

When Jeff was here, he treated the circle to a dinner at an Indian/Persian/Arabian restaurant. A super duper fun night. Come to think of it, I was present sa mga libre ni Jeff. Hahaha. Thank you for the chocs! >:D<
On a short notice (he called me the night before to tell me he wants to see us before flying back), we were able to gather these people: Jeff, me, Din, Joy, Leslie, Gian, Kate, Grazielle

Gilak's, Greenbelt 3 and UCC, Glorietta
April 21, 2010

Jeff In Manila 3

with family. I swear susundan ko siya doon before this year ends.

Jeff in Manila 2

From their camera:

Beautiful girls all over the world
I could be chasing but my time would be wasted
They got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby
They might say hi and I might say hey
But you shouldn't worry about what they say
Cos they got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
I know you feel where i'm coming from
Regardless of the things in my past that i've done
Most of really was for the hell of the fun
On the carousel so around I spun (spun)
With no directions just tryna get some (some)
Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer sun (sun)
This is how I lost more than I had ever won
And honestly I ended up with none

There's no much nonsense
It's on my conscience
I'm thinking baby I should get it out
And I don't wanna sound redundant
But I was wondering if there was something that you wanna know
(that you wanna know)
But never mind that we should let it go (we should let it go)
Cos we don't wanna be a t.v episode (t.v episode)
And all the bad thoughts just let them go (go, go, go)

Beautiful girls all over the world
I could be chasing but my time would be wasted
They got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby
They might say hi and I might say hey
But you shouldn't worry about what they say
Cos they got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
Hands down there will never be another one
I been around and I never seen another one
Look at your style they ain't really got nothing on
And you out and you ain't got nothing on
Baby you the whole package plus you pay your taxes
And you keep it real while them other stay plastic
You're my wonder women call me mr. fantastic
Stop.. now think about it

I've been toLondon, I've been to Paris
Even went out there to Tokyo
Back home down in Georgia to new Orleans
But you always still to show (still to show)
And just like that girl you got me fro (got me fro)
Like a Nintendo 64 (64)
If you never knew well now you know (know, know, know)

Beautiful girls all over the world
I could be chasing but my time would be wasted
They got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby
They might say hi and I might say hey
But you shouldn't worry about what they say
Cos they got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
Everywhere I go I'm always hearing your name (name, name)
And no matter where I'm at girl you make me wanna sing (sing)
Weather a bus or a plane or a car or a train
No other girls in my brain and you the one to blame

Beautiful girls all over the world
I could be chasing but my time would be wasted
They got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby
They might say hi and I might say hey
But you shouldn't worry about what they say
Cos they got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
Yeah and that's just how we do it
And I'ma let this ride

- B.O.B.

Deadline to self

A day's work

Someone once told me that you have to choose
What you win or lose
You can’t have everything

Don’t you take chances
You might feel the pain
Don’t you love in vain
’cause love won’t set you free

I can’t stand by the side
And watch this life pass me by
So unhappy
But safe as could be

So what if it hurts me?
So what it I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge,
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
I just trying to be happy
I just wanna be happy, yeah

Holding on tightly
Just can’t let go
Just trying to play my role
Slowly disappear

But all these days
They feel like they’re they’re same
Just different faces
Different place
Get me out of here

I can’t stand by the side
Ooh, no
And watch this life pass me by
Pass me by

So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge?
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
I’m just trying to be happy

Oh, happy
Oh

So when it turns that I can see???
This rope??
Victim??
Don’t say anything

So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge?
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
I just wanna be happy
Happy
I just wanna be
Oh
I just wanna be
Happy.

- Leona Lewis

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OLC Reunion with Damian

I love them.

From Neal's camera

You'll either wake up to a normal day or

You

open your eyes reluctantly, feeling the oddly strong pull of the cushy material beneath. But against your winning arguments to remain, you pull yourself up, crawl towards the edge while forcibly removing the bony legs blocking the way, fail miserably to stand up steadily then clumsily insert the feet in a combination of blue and pink flip-flops.

But

instead of going through the usual body rituals: lavish on a myriad of hair products (you're this vain to this one body part), dress up and select matching earrings and, if time is on your side, a bag

But

instead of going out, ride on a trike and the long bus trip after, where you half-listen to a favorite radio show and half-drown in thoughts

But

instead of opening the heavy doors of the confined space you'll stay in for the next 8 hours (if lucky), walk the short walk towards your territory, and revive the box to which your eyes will be glued and your fingers will be married to, your bottoms supporting you all throughout, for the next 8 hours (again, if lucky)

Oh

you did all this, silly. Except for which came after; arriving in the simplest gimmick ever concocted, quietly, unexpectedly, just when you thought that one muscle can no longer tear, be stretched, and wrung. It exited with a person shorter.

Oh

you'll wake up to all this, again, tomorrow. But that thing that's prodding you to go through every act each day is no longer whole. You call it a thing, everybody else labeled it inspiration, it will be lesser. You will be steady for the spoils yet inside you will hurt, will live with the disappointment and with the imperfection.

You

will either wake up to a normal day or to that one dream you have, severed.

I secretly wish that someday you see that dream to its ending, unmarred.