The Non-life

This time, it’s serious: I feel like like splitting myself into half because of the amount of busy that has penetrated my entire body.

It’s the kind of busy that has annoyed myself and the people closest to me—amongst them are my parents, who call at the most random hours of the day to share a (petty) chat. The worst scenarios would be during typhoons. In the middle of a writing or editing session at the office, my mother, who’s in the province, would ring my phone to tell me that the roads of Metro Manila have already been washed out with flood water. As if I didn’t know that already, she’d command, “It’s flooded everywhere! You should head home now!”


Only a few understands. Some people just don’t. I sometimes don’t feel explaining the nature of my job, or… why I’m so busy. I don’t  like telling them that I spent the month of June, with days when I would literally wake up, take a bath, brush my teeth, head to work, then return home, brush my teeth, take a bath, sleep… then do the same as the sun rises anew.

On a separate note, some thinks I’ve completely left my duties to do/finish our, yes, college yearbook. My college batchmates are getting upset by the minute. Again, I deeply apologize for soooo not having done it on time. I’m actually always trying to squeeze it in my schedule, believe it or not. And again, it’s already in the final works so I hope you just give me more time.

I know, my non-life is crazy and, like I said, annoying. But I’m going to change that for myself, foremost. Lately, at least, I’ve been attempting to complete my sleep hour-minimum of nine. Tonight, for example, on a day that’s not completely loaded with work, I’m supposed to go for a drink with some friends. But I think I might just stay at home. See, now, I value sleep more than anything. It’s when I sleep that I get the best chance to be with myself and away from it all.

Guess where we found love…

My timing was terrible: As the award-winning DJ Calvin Harris played his most popular house music marvel to date, We Found Love, a collaborated work with Rihanna, I just had managed to escape the sea of partyphiles at The Republiq one night in February, just so I could take a leak. Nevertheless, I and my closest friends at work aka The Girls rocked through the night. Here are some photos of what was a crazy night: ( Read more… )

Run Joey Run

War Horse by Steven Spielberg uses the effective formula the director has been known for all his life: Ordinary people facing a tsunami of epic events. Albert (Jeremy Irvine), a hopeful son of a drunkie farmer, adopts and, eventually, falls in deep, sibling-like connection with a horse. The horse named Joey is strong as the Noah’s Ark. The relationship between Albert and Joey goes against the world—even in the midst of war. ( Read more… )

Million dollar babies

Still remember the cute and candid video on YouTube titled “Charlie bit my finger“? It stars cuddly British boys—Harry and Charlie Davies-Carr. The younger Charlie harmlessly yet repetitively bites Harry’s finger, to which the latter cries, “Charleyyy bit meeeeeyyyy!” Harry grimaces. Charlie then bursts into a chuckle. Such a hit the 56-second British-accent-filled video was that four years after it was posted, they’ve become super rich. ( Read more… )