my first strip.

she woke in the morning
she knew that her life has passed her by.

and she called out a warning...

as in all other things,

an hour into killing my princess, already i want to resurrect her. it feels much safer with her alive.

killing the princess.

and now i have decided to tear down my disguise - it's been keeping me from recognizing myself in the mirror.


so there, you'll be seeing me, stripped naked of all (or most) pretenses.

the insecure,
the incompetent,
the paranoid,
the clingy,

bitch is back. and i hope to see me kill each of them one by one.

misunderstood.

This guy seriously took the meaning of the word "sharing" a bit too far. Hehe.

Been looking at old photos for about an hour now, those days were waay happier than lately, at least for me. It's all about perspective, i guess.

This one was taken during an overnight swimming slash inuman in Laguna.

someday i will take these flowers to the sky.

Unpublished draft: April 20, 2009

what happens when your clever lines no longer amaze me,
or when familiarity makes your humor seem dull,
when your smile losses its novelty and no longer brightens my day,
when your arrogance no longer impresses or intimidates me,
when there's no electricity in your touch.
when i just go through the motions because, well, that is what i do.

there must be something more than just the convenience of having you around all the time that keeps me from leaving, from giving this all up.
when your cleverness shifts from being thought-provoking to simply being (temper) provoking.
or when i am forced to politely laugh in response to your jokes, because too much togetherness makes it all predictable.
when there's no joy in just being with you.

(when i almost cried listening to Your Universe because i miss feeling that way around you)
when the perceived convenience of having you is already causing too much inconvenience.



and yet not having you is much more terrifying and inconceivable,



then i believe it is love that still keeps me around.

bullish.

I swear, in a few months I’ll be able to do this job as perfectly as though I had been doing it my whole life. Then I’ll quit.

I just cannot do it now when my primary reason would be my incompetence.

i only know two people who took the Bar Exams and both are in the top 10.

... now i am so happy that i didn't pursue this lifelong dream. Else, i could have been the third person i know who took the exam, and i would have flunked it.

it would have been a shame.

at least now, i could still be proud of you Beth and not be so humiliated at the same time, hehe.