Entries for January, 2005
January 3rd, 2005
of starting and resolute POSTED AT 01:31 PM i dont think i started the year on the right foot, i dont think i even know where the finish line is or how the race works... i dont want to do what i missed doing last year... where is the creativity in that... maybe i shouldnt set goals so as not to feel disappointed, but where is the fun in that... sigh. make up my mind. resolution n. - thing resolved on; intention. solving of a doubt, problem, or question. separation into components, optical or visual clarity or sharpness. what are the things i am resolved on... what do i intend for this year... well first off, getting my own car is still a high priority. maybe getting buff for the summer (haha, boracay here i come), join the basketball league of architects (well i have to try it out anyway), maybe take the master plumbing board exam too (why not, i should accomplish one thing each year for my profession, yeah maybe i should make it a prerequisite)... i dont intend to find myself romantically involve this year... no expectations this time... somehow trying to be just screws things up the wrong way... i wonder what doubt or problem or question i solved last year... i'm not sure if i had any resolutions on that... doubt: i had doubts but now i'm pretty sure cecile didnt love me (haha, what a fool; damn it... she owes me some money, wonder how im gonna get that back), problem: my mother had an alarming debt problem (ok, i maybe exaggerating), unfortunately i had the responsibilty to intervene, damage control mostly, but i think my helping brought it to a situation where she can somehow manage, well maybe on occassion, question: i did asked before "if i took the board would i pass?"... well i got my answer... i should have asked if i would get a raise instead, haha. id probably get an answer i dont want to hear. let me break myself into components, well clearly this year i have mixed myself as a 2 part gaming geek, huff, manage to win tourney and all, gain loads of friends, friends who happen to love my company... i never thought i had the life of the party in me... i am a 3 part slacker architect, yeah its negative really but what can i say, im guilty... i was deemed to have exceptional potentials but unfortunately with the crisis, i dont seem to be maximized... i did have some projects and they were nonetheless achievement worth bragging. i should market myself... 1 part underworld neophyte, i am warmly welcomed into the world of the night, nothing sleazy or anything just earning friends and contacts in the wrong places. with all the temptations that has been offered i am ashamed to say i am inherently a 1 part good boy, huff. bad boys get the chicks, damn them. shaken not stirred. i am rather myopic when it comes to the future so my resolution for this year, well is rather hazy... and pixellated... i should step a little bit closer... even if i did start with the wrong foot vorei innamorarsi  Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: i can see clearly now - jimmy c 3 thought(s) that matters...
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January 5th, 2005
appreciations and duality POSTED AT 12:44 PM "if we are ever to love a buttterfly, we must care for some caterpillars." - from hope of the flowers they are probably one of the more amazing insects... imagine an inevitable transformation into a completely different being... from a leaf eating crawling grub to a nectar sucking free glider. talk about dual life, fortunately it is two different stages of life... i know some people who switch from one form of life to another in a matter of time of day. duality (and sometimes multiplicity) of being in people is natural... i do notice that i behave in someway in a particular group of friends if not completely differently. i wonder sometimes; if my circle of friends do overlap, i'd probably feel uncomfortable... it would be like inviting friends over to a family reunion. somehow this shift of personality depends on the need of the company you are in... it is like some sort of role playing in a way. then of course there are other manifestation of duality... there are the goodgirls by day and badgirls by night, the responsible husband by day and a mistress lover night... you really cant say they are living in deceit and lies; rather they are living truthfully to what they are. what they are that we just did not know. we cant look down on them, for we are like them in most way... some duality can be opposite poles, other just a slight change in degree. im not saying that duality is an excuse to twist morality. duality maybe natural but it can also be controlled. i believe sigmund freud explained it well enough. the appreciation of the butterfly should take account the ugly caterpillar... sometimes we forget that those colorful flying things were actually creepy crawlers you want to squish. everybody undergoes an ugly stage in life... and you really wont appreciate the significance of the ugly stage unless you understand the person... or unless you are willing to understand. the duality of being is tricky, you can never appreciate just one quality of a person and hate the rest. you got to see the totality. how can you love the badboy if the goodboy in him you find corny or geeky. so it is best to really know your friend... and when you do; no matter what idiosyncrasy, hang-ups, quirks and irks your friend suffers you tolerate, accept, appreciate... and even love. Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: cool change - little river band |
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January 6th, 2005
liberati and vulgariti POSTED AT 08:01 PM i find it easy to seperate something as an idea or thought from actual choice or preference. i wont judge something or someone because of naughty ideas or impure thoughts but because of wrong choices and impure intentions. somehow i find it an ardous responsibility to liberate the repressed people... what really peeves me though are the self-righteous repressed kind... those who have this condesending issues regarding morality or religion... i wish they know what they are missing. i find it a task to liberate repressed people who are shy... or afraid. sometimes they are the best people to talk to regarding sex or whatever... specially if you manage to open them up to it... most often, they have this unique or sometimes twisted view on the matter that will either amaze you because you havent realized or thought of it; or will surprise you because you realize that, wow, you're not even sleazy or kinky enough to think of it. there is a distinct difference between being liberated and being vulgar... i mean i have no hang up with sex or anything, i mean i can talk anything about it under the sun, and most often than not i can tolerate if not understand where some ideas come from... like fetishes... but i dont talk loudly about it, or be lascivious about it. vulgarity is being immature about the idea. sure enough you make fun while talking about it among friends or whoever but the respect would have to remain... being tactless about such matters can be touchy. being liberated doesnt mean you are game for anything, it is not a check on all the boxes of preferences... being not repressed isnt about making all the choices, rather it is about understanding all the choices... some people dont find the difference between the two ideas. being liberated is not equivalent to being immoral. i am liberated but i am not vulgar. Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: we fit together - o town |
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January 7th, 2005
anti matter money POSTED AT 05:39 PM but of course business is just business. i hate that line i can say im generous enough, i would willingly help a friend in need so long as i can afford to... i believe in what comes around goes around... i hope i am right though. i wish i had enough money so i could do just that... help friends in need, but honestly, i need helping myself. damn money... it has gotten that important... and we are only as important as much as what we can earn. sigh. money matters... i hate arguing about it cause i cant win... huff. Listening to: all we need is love - martin nievera |
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January 10th, 2005
the hubris of youth POSTED AT 05:40 PM that thing that made me sad was the fact that no matter how much i try to explain the reality of it all, i fall on deaf ears... i guess wisdom does come from experience. i did try to warn him. "take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth." - desiderata growing old gracefully is not as easy as it looks... the idea of surrendering youth is such a loss... youth is like a borrowed possesion and just when you begin to understand how to enjoy it, it is slowly taken away from you. i can't say i havent enjoyed my youth... in fact i have enough events to remember by that are great and tragic... too bad however i wish i had more. i also from time to time wish i met some of my new friends much earlier on with my life... life is too short when you are having fun. Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: 100 years - five for fighting |
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January 11th, 2005
typecasting what seems POSTED AT 07:47 PM i dont know... met up with some friends during lunch... then leslie asked where i work... and i said its an architecture firm... "you're an architect?" she said... i answered "well, i pretend to be." i thought: funny how i dont look like an architect... is there some look for any architect to have?... i explained to her that im also an environmental planner... she looked like i was pulling her leg or something. i guess i am easily underestimated which is fine with me sometimes. some people type cast other people by the way they look or act... i have to admit that i play dumb sometimes. it is my way of type casting people too; by the way they react. at least there are no presumptions, and the results are sometimes fairly accurate. i try not to typecast people by the way they look or act... i have suffered much humility afterwards. "if you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself." - desiderata my gaming friends think im unorthodox... in terms of strategy and methodology... well i have to admit i do have unusual way of playing, i guess im really more creative in someways. i just dont want to have the same strategy as anybody else. i always want to be the dark horse... sometimes i am what i seem... Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: everything turns - binocular |
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January 12th, 2005
ugly blend of chance and choice POSTED AT 12:41 PM leslie picks me up this morning... ok this is how the story goes. from the mrt station i go down buendia to take either a taxi or fx... i was about to cross the street to get either one when i heard a faint voice calling me... i ignored it twice, but when i decided to look... leslie was in a taxi, window down and waving to me... apparently she was on her way to shell maya... and asked if i needed the lift... i said "sure, im just going down buendia." she'd be on the road today... i'd be in the office. she still cant believe im an architect... if i told her im a carpenter... haha... i think she would believe that. and whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. - desiderata i wonder who decides this random events... sometimes you just cant believe things are coincidence. you meeting the right people at the right time... meeting the right people in the wrong time... meeting the wrong people at the right time... meeting the wrong people at the wrong time. imagine that. looking at it in a weird point of view, i would say we win the lottery every minute with that kind of luck. is life really all that, a series of (un)fortunate events? i dont accept predestined fate... i'd like to think i have some control with my life... but i dont believe my luck either. is love like that as well? is it really of choices or is it really more of chances? i guess it would have to be an ugly blend of both. but can you choose a chance... is there a chance for choices? i guess finding love is like lottery as well... you just have to believe your luck and enjoy it. i better believe my luck. Listening to: desperately wanting - better than ezra |
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January 13th, 2005
routine complications POSTED AT 06:33 PM go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. - desiderata sometimes it is never good to change a well proven routine. but hey, sometimes you have to change the set-up from time to time to keep yourself on your toes... or in trouble. but of course you have to be ready for the consequences. i personally dont want a routine life, but then i guess it is essential to have some form of pattern. hmm. i cant seem to imagine where the compromise go here. routine means predictability... no surprise... no excitement, no risk, no complications... who wants an uncomplicated life anyway... thats like watching a movie with no plot whatsoever. but then we pray for life but minus the complications... i guess somebody up there is saying, "these people don't know what they want." it seems the two is inseperable. unfortunately, i have a natural talent to complicate things... but then i'm beginning to realize that im not the only one who has it. so i guess in someway or another, i should be thankful for a routine once in awhile. ...life is complicated as it is. Reading: html for the world wide web Listening to: you - switchfoot |
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January 13th, 2005
routine complications POSTED AT 06:37 PM go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. - desiderata sometimes it is never good to change a well proven routine. but hey, sometimes you have to change the set-up from time to time to keep yourself on your toes... or in trouble. but of course you have to be ready for the consequences. i personally dont want a routine life, but then i guess it is essential to have some form of pattern. hmm. i cant seem to imagine where the compromise go here. routine means predictability... no surprise... no excitement, no risk, no complications... who wants an uncomplicated life anyway... thats like watching a movie with no plot whatsoever. but then we pray for life but minus the complications... i guess somebody up there is saying, "these people don't know what they want." it seems the two is inseperable. unfortunately, i have a natural talent to complicate things... but then i'm beginning to realize that im not the only one who has it. so i guess in someway or another, i should be thankful for a routine once in awhile. ...life is complicated as it is. Reading: html for the world wide web Listening to: you - switchfoot |
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January 14th, 2005
boyscout motto and floral shirts POSTED AT 06:05 PM nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. but do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. - desiderata well looks like my foresight has failed me again... sometimes when you think the day will happen this way, it suddenly goes the other way... first off, left some stuff essential for my entertainment because it is basketball night... but unfortunately... no venue tonight... so i'll be lugging around a big gym bag now i decided to hang out somewhere else... then i thought... i'll be having a day inside the office... so to save up on outfit... i dont know what went into my head, decided to wear a floral collared shirt... then ron texted to have lunch out... where... glorietta... with who... everyone else, even leslie... nooo... great, apparently floral shirts are magnet to witty remarks and sarcasms... huff, now i remember why i hardly used that polo shirt. i ordered for a burger... great big double patty thing... had it sliced... i've decided to bring back to the office the other half, wonderful plan... when i got back to my workstation... there's a full burger wrapped on my desk... haha... god provides for those who ask. then there's load of cakes in the afternoon... i think i'll have my burgers for dinner. geesh. another one of those divine practical jokes... you can only laugh at yourself, cause no matter what you do, you just cant seem to be prepared. life is just full of surprises. Reading: html for the world wide web Listening to: no rain - blind melon |
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January 16th, 2005
about language POSTED AT 12:44 PM what is it about language... i remember falling in love with the italian language after watching cinema paradiso... i started learning... i think it is essential for anyone, any guy to learn some other foreign language... not only is it good for work but its impressive as well. in college, me and kristine used to write most of our letters in french... i had to admit i had a hard time keeping up... she was better than me anyway. merci beaucoup, kristine pour le cadeau. then it was me and eia after college, texting in french too... she was learning then... and needed a sparring partner... it is better to learn a language with somebody else. it is easier to learn anything if used. but italian: mi piace. but of course we out grew our childish whim of learning the language... it is hard to pick back up dropped interests. i believe i have a lot scattered around... my life is a long trail of dropped interests... i guess i havent found the one for me to keep. hmm, does that apply with love? that would call for a different entry i believe. speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. - desiderata what is it about language, is it the diction, the sound, the words... whatever language it may be, it will forever be about between two people.  Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: you'll be safe here - rivermaya |
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January 17th, 2005
when tragedy decides otherwise POSTED AT 06:33 PM nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. but do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. - desiderata when tragedy do decide to strike... what can we do. pretty much nothing, we can only hope that we could make it through. fate has this bad habit of smitting somebody down. an officemate of mine, roy, a good guy really, very much all around and reliable to do all sorts of work, was unfortuantely struck with one of the worst disaster one could imagine. his house burned down to unuseable ashes just this afternoon... thankfully none of his family members were hurt. due to his incredibly reliable work attitude, he was awarded as 2nd best individual performer of the company just recently... got some extra bonuses for the effort... but lo. fate does have a twisted sense of humor. i can not even imagine if that would have happened to me. sad, i couldnt find any comforting words to say. if only tragedy decides otherwise. 
Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: a murder of one - counting crows |
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January 19th, 2005
the space between POSTED AT 05:22 PM speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. - desiderata it is amazing how sometimes in a relationship, we ask for it. whats the space between? who has the right for it? why do we fight about it, or fight for it. because we need it. sometimes somewhere in the relationship, somethings do end up getting lost in the mess of mixed emotions and clashing personalities... it isnt a bad thing really... however sometimes some good things gets lost in it... like freedom, solitude and growth. it becomes a bad thing however if any of these three become irretrievably lost. for though we may be in a relationship... we still are undeniably an individual. the space for freedom... in a relationship... no one is the master and no one is the servant. the right to choose otherwise still applies. sometimes we do tend to decide for our better half and sometimes thats when conflict arises. we maybe together but we still see the world with our own eyes. the space for solitude... in a relationship... we do not internalize with our better half. sometimes we forget we are individuals, it is essential for us to meditate and reflect to feed our soul. we are not mind readers. we maybe together but we are not the other. the space for growth... in a relationship... we should encourage the other to grow as individual... only in that way that we grow together. sometimes we tend to sacrifice our personal growth for the other... though the intention is good, its outcome is disastrous. there would always have to be balance. the view from up there is always different from the view below. we maybe together but we are still dynamic. so what's the space between love... it is worlds apart that can be bridged by a hug. 
Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: the space between - dave mathews |
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January 20th, 2005
when coldness sets in POSTED AT 05:39 PM a conscious slumber seems to take, and would not, for the world, awake. - the sleeper cold day... its a good thing i am busy with work, moving to and fro from the table printer to the fax machine, to the reception to talk to suppliers... or id be freezing in my workstation by now. cold shoulder... i dont know, but i feel like getting the cold end of the shoulder from someone in the office. i guess its probably because the rest of the office has been teasing the two of us... i dont think she likes the idea.... but its not my idea either, sigh. cold hands... basketball tonight... finally we are back being a thursday group. i like friday open for gimmick or whatever. last time i had a severely cramped right calf... sad even after a good stretching before the game. the long christmas break has done me badly gamewise... i also had a terrible shooting percentage... looks like its back to square one for me. got to have the hot hands back. ssszzzz. cold storage... i am fairly disappointed with myself that i wasnt able to fill up my piggy bank of ten peso coins... i guess i have to continue so... im sort of excited to count it already... everybody in the office had made their guesses as to what the final count would be. i just want to start over. cold day indeed... it would have been nice to have a warm body around... for it would definetly be a cold night. Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: at the stars - better than ezra |
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January 23rd, 2005
which laws of life POSTED AT 12:51 PM murphy's law: if something can go wrong, it will. universal law of life... it is an absolute fact. i have been a remarkable specimen to prove this law. no matter how many times i have denied the fact, it just gets back to me in the most painful in your face way. for an optimist like me, this law is rather harsh to accept. my life can go wrong... it is. aidz rhymless' law: always have a plan and never rely on it. a friend of mine quoted this in my address book... it rings a truth so loud it deafens. it is always good to come up with a life plan... but sometimes i do tend to forget that some conditions dont always go in my favor... i have learned to always have plan b. there are just so many variables in life that we have no control of... most ideas are great only at that precise moment. i had so many plans... huff. genato's law: if something went wrong, it will get worse. as the saying goes, bad luck comes in three's. a friend of mine, genato, should have a nobel's prize for this. i hate this fact of life. sometimes when you think you have steered clear off a problem, you find out you are deeper in it. i have learned that quick fix is never better than a complete overhaul, that starting from scratch is better than improvising. more often than not, in our hurry to make any situation better it just make things worse. impatience courts trouble. haste makes waste. i have a hard time grasping the concept of time heals all wounds and that solutions presents itself in due time. with all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. be cheerful. strive to be happy. - desiderata life escapes all logic. Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: you gotta be - deseree |
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January 24th, 2005
what it can do POSTED AT 07:02 PM ...comme un petit baiser fait the setting: the pantry one afternoon the scene: having the usual "afternoon snack" gonuts donuts... the players: me (the naughty boy), vic (the director), rose (the o.c. girl), marilette (the laughaholic) anyway rose, get squimish about me trying to touch ivy's donut (which i wanted). she goes: "yuck..." (picks up the donut with napkin and wrapped it and sets it aside. i accidentally dropped the donut i was eating into the rest of the pile... ) rose goes: "yuck, may laway na yan." marilette: hahahahaha i go: what? look rose, saliva has medicinal property... that's why people feel better when they kiss... vic goes: prove mo nga... kay rose. marilette: hahahahaha but a kiss does makes people better... well its my assumption anyway... im no expert, know-it-all, but im a firm believer in the power of a kiss. nothing can be more life-giving. who would feel bad after a legitimate kiss anyway... even a stolen kiss has its potency. nothing stirs the soul like a kiss do. a puckered lips excites, a blown kiss sends shivers, a kiss on the hand melts, a kiss on the forehead comforts, a kiss on the cheek warms, a kiss on the neck arouses, a kiss on the lips connects two souls. nothing can make anyone shut up and smile... rien ne peut faire personne fermer en haut et le sourire...
Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: 1000 things - jason mraz |
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January 26th, 2005
what's the frequency POSTED AT 06:17 PM i told her to tell me some sexy lines to turn me on... well as usual she goes "gago, wag mo ako patawanin..." i said: "that's it tell me more naughty words..." then she made an out of this world sounding laugh because of her raspy voice... which made us laugh even more. crazy. dreams! in their vivid coloring of life, as in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife of semblance with reality, which brings to the delirious eye, more lovely things - ea poe que la fréquence? it’s always good to have friends to goof around with, make silly retorts and throw witty lines and be sure that they would catch it and throw it back at you. i guess it’s important to have friends who have the same wavelength. too bad they are friends. the last girlfriend i had who had the same wavelength left for georgia. sad, but that was four years ago. after that its series of short relationships, great dates and fun group dates and disastrous blind dates… still looking for that frequency... a concerned friend of mine is setting me up on a blind date… haha. i told my friend i have a very bad batting average when it comes to blind dates… 0 for 4. It’s kind of hard for me to open up to people i have just met for the first time… i do tend to become clumsy groping for common things to talk about. i guess girls expect guys to talk during blind dates… i think im better at listening than talking… hmm… looks like a problem. if i start talking i’d just sound geeky or nerdy or whatever that is not cool. sigh. i guess the opposite sexes have the opposite spectrums of the wave length… maybe that’s the reason why boys and girls have a hard time finding a match when it comes to similar wavelengths. maybe there really isn’t a match to begin with… maybe we just have to be keen and hear the harmony… of two different wavelengths that makes great music together… still looking for that frequency… but this time im listening. mais cette fois j'écoute. Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: whats the frequency kenneth - rem |
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January 27th, 2005
struck by wanderlust for awhile POSTED AT 09:48 PM so many things to work on... surprisingly... i miss doing nothing... i feel confused and unorganized... i want to do something else... crazy... perhaps, anything else besides work... i feel rebellious and wild... by the dismal tarns and pools where dwell the Ghouls,- by each spot the most unholy- in each nook most melancholy- there the traveller meets aghast sheeted memories of the past- shrouded forms that start and sigh as they pass the wanderer by... -ea poe i miss my usual lunch out with friends today... i completely ignored my celphone... never bothered to check... went straight to work and then the internet occasionally dropping by friends blog. next thing i know my lunch buddies cut work and saw a movie instead... great. i missed all that. i dont know why but sometimes i feel like im wasting my life away with work. if i can subsist only with air, sigh. i am suddenly struck with wanderlust, i want to go somewhere, anywhere... i want to visit friends near or far. alas most of my friends are busy with something tonight... looks like id have to wander away in dreamland tonight... that is if i can sleep. i dont mind travelling to anywhere so long as the company is enjoyable and so long as there is a return trip. my mother used to say before when i asked if i could go somewhere... "ok, so long as you come back." followed by questions like "when, with who?" i guess everybody dreams to go somewhere... hopefully in my lifetime i get to see the louvre, the berlin wall, the sistine chapel, the stonehenge, the great wall of china, the pyramids... darn i want to see lots of places... i wish my work requires lots of travel, or some sense of adventure. huff... i think i wrote my wanderlust out now... huff, off to bed, adventure awaits. Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: flying without wings - westlife |
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January 29th, 2005
in between days POSTED AT 04:19 AM had so many things to work on... huff, anyway late as usual... the wanderlust episode left me sleepless... as soon as i get on to work, there was no stopping... i should be thankful there are so many projects to work on but unfortunately my legendary multi tasking ability is really challenged... im on a brink of giving up... i might need help. i have a hard time relegating work... i should be trustful of people's capabilities. office hours was cut short due to the renovations to be done... not only do i have alot of stuff to finish before the weekend, i had to do them fast... sorry to my tabulas friends... had to spend short time here... anyway off to meet friends in glorieta, unusually big crowd with the friday people of xp... dinner... and games... after that sound tripping. i had a "guess which movie this song was part" of with leslie and ron... at least my wanderlust is satisfied... well for now anyway... wow, its morning of the next day... time flies when your having fun... but it sure is tiring. ...its saturday all of a sudden [img:526098] Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: buses and trains - the bachelor girl |
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January 31st, 2005
monday cocktail mix POSTED AT 09:18 PM im living on a deadly mix of no sleep and all work. no sleep: sunday night was a blast... hanged out with friends until 4am... as usual instead of having a short sleep that would give me a headache and make me sluggish... i decided to sugar shock myself and wait the morning... the idea was only great before noon... after that... well its been a struggle to be awake... not to mention trying to endure multiple muscle pains... must have been the work out... (which i finally started... getting ready for boracay, ehe.) need to sleep, still have to be early tomorrow. all work: i knew i had so much lined up today, and yet i decided to go full blast last night... well all work and no play... next time i better end work with a party not start it... great, the office is again in a shamble... i will be changing work station soon, did not get the corner i wanted but heck... i think i'll be fine with what i got... at least i get to transfer to the new side of the office... away from the boss... haha. still so many things to do and catch up on... argh, my multi-tasking ability is newtered... im lagging behind sched... but i think i can still swing it around... mix: with all the sugar (specially the chocolate syrup, yum) i've been taking... i have a tired body but a hyper mind... crazy, i think i'll have a hard time sleeping again... need to burn sugar... need to... Reading: legend of the jade phoenix Listening to: kokomo - kings singer |
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