i've drafted a few terrible emails..

everything is going wonderful. not really coming up roses but, all is well.

certain things make me smile.perhaps because i slept a little bit more today. i'm less likely to be irked. or because when i libak someone, someone else would validate me and say, yeah- this person is shite. ha-ha. i hate it when i'm told pabayaan nalang. you cannot make pabaya people without value. then again, at times, yeah, it's better to let go.

as cookie would put it, some people have nothing to lose. (:

i've had a very good fresh lumpia, very good warm roll of garlic bread, and mint chocolate drink. (: who wouldn't feel okay with food? i got engrossed in eating them right away. (:

Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli's Mandolin Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don't blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being 'in love', which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.