No one can ever tell the night he went away, what's on his mind, what's the reason behind it.
Like a cat, he wandered around the city and silently,
unknowingly left everyone hanging much to their surprise.
Somehow she knew things wouldn't last but cared for him nonetheless,
somehow she knew this day would come, but was surprisingly unready when it already came.
It felt almost like a slap with every word, eyes closed.
No one ever knew that they're both hurting now. Thinking otherwise, bitterness lingers.

He wanted to be left alone and kept his sadness to himself.
His heart crushed like a tin can but kept a straight face.
She had a little time to think things over, her make-up runs,
She's made all the desperate moves, used her heart and less of her brain,
that is, if she has one in the first place.

All she ever wanted was to understand.
All he ever wanted was for her to be out of his life.
If he can just erase that period of time, he will. He'll do what it takes.

Take the meaning of the song literally, don't over-analyze it.
He never felt responsible for anything.
No apologies. Like a tv series, in a Gossip Girl fashion,
you better not do anything out of the ordinary, be sure not to let your heart out,
or else they will attack you on where it hurts the most.

He was spineless. Not man enough to face her.
Too broken inside. Too strong outside.
He exited way too beautifully, dramatically. Almost unbelievable.
She's too emotional. and yes, she will never know why.

Who won this battle? No one will ever know.
Who felt defeated? Both of them. And the cycle will never end.
It's like a scar that'll keep them reminded. it'll dry up, yet they will never heal.

Who lost their life? I'll leave you to answer that.

my head aches. just thinking about the drastic changes that i`ll be making in the next couple of weeks. i started today. by resigning.

bakit?

isa lang isasagot ko dyan, fed-up. burnout. may mga bagay na minsan akala mo ok pa. kung titingnan walang problema malamang pinilit ko ding ok ang lahat. ang galing at napaniwala ko ang sarili ko dun. pero sabi ko nga, nagtatrabaho ako, para mabuhay. it`s not the other way around.

gusto ko yung trabahong hindi mo ako kailangang pilitin umalis sa pagkakahiga sa kama, yung hindi mo ko kailangang tanungin kung asan na ko kasi madaling-araw ka palang aalis ng bahay. gusto ko ng normal na takbo ng buhay, mahirap mang isipin kung pano ako magsisimula ulit, naaalala ko, may tutor nga pala ako dyan, aalalahanin ko nalang yung ginawa nya nun.

ngayon, talagang taas na lang ang kamay ko. napagod na. ang katarantaduhang sistema na pilit kang pinipikon sa araw-araw na ginawa ng Diyos. Sino bang gustong umuwi, araw-araw nang mabigat ang loob? diba nakaka-stress yun? ay ewan. nag-iinarte ako nang wala sa panahon. pero naipasa ko na. congrats trish. bum ka na ulit.

malamang, pagsisihan ko din `to pag wala na `kong pambayad sa renta. pero sa ngayon, nakangiti akong naka-petiks sa bahay. bukas, wala ka nanamang pera nyan. tsk.

i`ll take that as a lesson learned, giving so much and not getting anything in return, at all.
just when you needed it so badly.before i had no problems with that.
all i asked for was an hour, enough time for me to vent out.
all i needed was somebody to talk to since no one else is around,
i know i shouldn`t have listened to my seatmate when she asked to me to go ahead
and ask if anybody got an hour to spare.
In the first place, she never got anything right in her life. That`s mistake #1.


i know when i had sent that message, three more would follow.
then i wouldn`t be able able to put the goddamn phone down.
things did change right? why can`t you just get over it.
get over that bitterness inside.
Why is it always me who have to reach out??
i wanted to hold all of these back but it was just too much for me that
i can`t handle them anymore.
i feel like i gained and lost so much in just a matter of months.
22 lang po ako, nakakatrauma naman masyado, parang telenovela lang.


what did i do to deserve this kind of treatment, if i ever deserve it all?
there are things that i am willing to take, but not this. never did i feel so deserted.
why do people can let go of me that easily?
just tonight, it came to me that probably,
that i didn`t make any difference in their lives, not at all.


na talaga atang, hindi sila ang napadaan sakin, sa buhay ko,
kundi ako, ako mismo ang napadaan lang sa kanila.
parang yung magtatahong nawawala sa alaala mo pag gabi na,
pagdating na umaga, pag wala kang makain na agahan,
makikita mo sya, nag-iintay sa labas ng bahay nyo,
nag-aalok, baka raw sakaling gusto mo.


i don`t want to make this all too deep and emotional than it already is.
buti pa ang Multiply. andyan pag kailangan mong magvent-out.
ni hindi mo kailangang tanungin kung libre ba sya o kung pwede ba syang makausap.
hindi sya madamot. (unless may system maintenance.)
kaso, hindi pa rin sya tao, na kayang i-point out ang mali mo,
o kakampihan ka, o makikipagbasag-ulo sa mga natalo mo sa tong-its.



GOOD MORNING, NGAYON ALAM KO NA KUNG BAKIT KA INIIWAN,
WAG KANG MAGREKLAMO, MAY INIWANAN KA DIN NUN E.
ever heard of the word, karma?


XOXO


lovelots,
MULTIPLY.


putangina. pagod na `ko. maniwala kayo, wala nang susunod.

 

nakakalungkot naman,

pwede namang di panindigan,

isang oras lang naman ang kailangan.

ayoko pero badtrip,

ayoko pero pakshet talaga,

naintindihan ko na,

ako pala ang hindi na kailangan.

 

 

(pakshet. andami nyong user-friendly. ayokong manumbat, isang oras lang naman ang kailangan ko. nasan ka? ayaw mong sagutin yang telepono mo. get over it, ser. handy pocket watch pala ha. ayan.. ampalaya shake na 'to..)

 

 

i read you and the feeling just got worse.
creeping inside me is those big words that requires me
to read the entire wikitionary.
it's unfair to think that you just don't want me to understand.
it's unfair to think that i can't seem to get even just for a day.
i just realized today, i can't stand a word you say.
you're just oozing with complexity.
it makes me puke.
 
submit synonymous words and get a mistake in definition,
you be the judge and i'd be the cheating b***h.
hypnotism won't work on you my friend,
it's your mind that seems to complicate things.

hold that thought and no, i won't kiss you back.
no, no, you don't want it in the first place, i know.
hold it, guess what,
no i won't take you back.
that made you smile, didn't it?

you know, it's hard to walk around here.
wide open spaces that seems to suffocate me.
the way you feel you tried to conceal under those big words,
so melancholic,
it makes me puke.

 

 

p*******aaaaaaa! i hate the feeling, it's ampalaya shake all oveeeer!

nyak. u________u poweeeerrrr!

 

 

Dear Mr. Apple Pie,

You've changed a lot, I've heard.

You're like the news that i never wanted to hear,

but seemed to pop out of nowhere,

I dreamt of you last night,

one single dream that remained stuck in my mind.

In that dream, we were at the same place where we first met,

In that dream you finally held my hand

and pleaded for me to stay and listen.

I remember not being able to look at you even though i wanted to.

You've finally got the strength to tell me what's going on.

You were about to, when you mentioned about going to Australia.

I was not surprised, for you already left me, 4 months ago.

Leaving this country for good makes no difference at all,

It still hurts.

Mr. Apple Pie, will you still be baking apple pies?

Where are you going to hide those cinnamons now?

Oh, I suppose, you don't hide them anymore,

since i won't be there to steal it away from you.

Tell me,

Are you really leaving?

Is that dream for real?

Hope to hear from you soon,

and also, get me a koala bear while you're there.

 

  

how’s it going? its been months, huh. i have so many things to say,

but i cant seem put them into words, being here is just as bad.

i vowed not to drink coffee again, but here i am, almost done with the largest mug

this coffee shop has.

i was wondering, do you still come here often? do you still get coffees you didn’t order?

 

doesn’t it feel so nostalgic here? im sitting at the same chair you used to seat on,

maybe by doing that id understand how it is exactly to be like you, to be you.

then maybe i wont be asking all these questions. it was hard enough that you don’t remember,

never bothered to call, its my birthday today, you know.

 

but ill let it pass this time, and besides, you were never part of my birthdays. not even my Christmases, or those legal holidays. you’re supposed to, but you chose not to.

i didn’t mean to ramble on,

i just figured out that if i don’t say this now, i may not have the chance next time.

 

by the way, how’s the apple pie factory? are you giving McDonalds a run for their money?

do you still keep those cinnamons at the top drawer? hidden away from me? like the things you

always wanted to say, but didn’t?

 

my coffee is almost empty, and my laptop*s battery too.

i wish i could empty my heart out, too.

 

 

i just have a question, whats inside those apple pies?

Dammit.

 

 

BECAUSE I DON'T.

 

I AM BORED WITH BOREDOM.

the clock. keeps ticking. away.

 

NOSTALGIC SUICIDE.

if there's such thing.

slowly killing yourself, by remembering.

 

Oh, wait. you get what you want.

and i don't.

it should always. and i mean always you, right?

 

 

*mahaba-haba 'to kaya have a beer in hand, pati pulutan na rin*

1.) na paghaluin mo ang soju at iced tea, it's enough to keep you demented for the rest of the night.

2.) na feeling ko, magkaiba ang lasa ng m&m's dito at yung imported m&m's

3.) na si han chae-young, *sassy girl chun-hyang* ay nagpa-sexy din, i watched Cross Scandal the last time,

potek, sexxxxy talaga.

4.) na kaya ko palang mag-longboard.

5.) na huwag bumili ng librong 400+ ang presyo, pag naiwala mo sya ng ni hindi man lang

nangangalahati, iiyakan mo.

6.) na di tama ang mag-iiyak ng december 24th, pagsimba mo the next day, puro ka muta.

7.) na madaming returns pag pasko, kalahati ng benta mo, isinosoli ng mga kano.

8.) it's okay to feel suicidal once in a while, pero pag everyday na, ibang usapan na yun.

9.) only a teacher can make me cry that hard.

10.) na kailangan kong magpakasal sa hapon kung gusto kong magtagal ng tipong 100 years sa japan.

di ba sapat na marunong akong mag-nihonggo? na onti? domo arigato! banzai! uh, moshi-moshi!

11.) that some things never change.

12.) that ERASERHEADS. and i mean the ERASERHEADS is the greatest ever.

after more than a decade, they can still give me goosebumps. and make my heart beat faster.

that reunion concert is the best, i'm torn between having a repeat and NOT having a repeat,

for that night itself is so magical, it's hard not remember, it's impossible to replace that moment.

that countdown, that dramatic ending.

13.) that music is the only thing that makes sense anymore -- Jojo, Across The Universe.

14.) that only a teacher can make me smile like this: ^_____________________________________________^

15.) that raffles building has the slowest.. and i mean, the sloweeeeeeeeeest elevator ever.

16.) and discovery building has the creepiest.

17.) ortigas has the loneliest sunday morning ever.

18.) na di mo pwedeng ipilit lagi ang gusto mo.

19.) that's what you get when you let your heart win ---hayley williams, paramore.

20.) time. i need time. we all do.

21.) na hindi mo pwedeng pagsamahin ang engineer at accountant. gulo ang abot.

22.) that hey jude is written for john lennon's son, julian.

23.) what you see is not ALWAYS what you get, napatunayan ko lang yan, this year.

24.) i've learned not to believe everything that i see or hear.

25.) not to assume.

26.) i've learned not to take a special person on the places that i love, or where i hang-out.

kasi, pag nawala na, wala ka na ring mapupuntahan.

so it's just basically leaving something for yourself.

27.) not to take some things seriously.

28.) na si damulag ay gian pala ang pangalan talaga.

29.) na madali akong maniwala, at malinlang ng mga bagay-bagay.

30.) that i can/will never love anybody else.

*etong soju para sa inyong lahat. Para bukas, wala na rin kayong maalala. Wahahaha.

Potek.

 

CHEERS!

 

 

why you hate me so much today, i don't know.

why everything doesn't matter to you anymore is a question i've been asking myself.

you have moved forward. it was as blunt as it can be.

as hurtful. as painful.

then maybe, i could start assuming. Again.

lately i've been having dreams of could've possibly happened to him and none of those

were in favor of me, which is good, then i wouldn't end up assuming that he finally had a

change of heart. i try not to pass by certain places which reminds me of how things were,

i try not to pass by that cofffee shop.

this blog may have been too direct, too honest.

but i've got nothing to lose anymore.

i'm gonna pour my heart out on this,

hoping that this'll be the last time.

i feel my memory's been deteriorating slowly,

i sure don't want to forget how happy i was,

how happy we were, being as his bestfriend, and staying as is.

I thought he was happy too. But i was wrong.

hands in my pocket,

i feel cold as i walk around the city, every step i take,

there's no use of wishing he was here.

friends think this is just a simple 'thing' that i'll be able to get over,

given a certain amount of time.

just like before.

but let me tell you,

it gets harder everyday, so painful that i wasn't able to take control.

maybe if i had known the reason why, the pain will be less.

I would''ve kept my mouth shut then.

regrets? none.

i just hoped that it didn't have to end this way.

maybe this is the easiest way to get away from me.

maybe he just grew tired of me.

Why do i tire people like this?

drop it.

then i'll drop everything. i'll start now.

i have dropped more than i should before anyway.

let's see if there's anything left.

it hurts when you look at him, it hurts when you don't -tracey berkowitz. (the tracey fragments)

 

 

Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you'd never been
But all the things that you've seen
Will slowly fade away

So I start a revolution from my bed
'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside the summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows, if it's night or day.
Please don't put your life in the hands
Of a Rock 'n Roll band
Who'll throw it all away

I'm gonna start the revolution from my bed
'Cos you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside cos summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
Cos you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as she's walking on by.
My soul slides away, but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

And So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late and she's walking on by
My soul slides away, but don't look back in anger, don't look back in anger
I heard you say

At least not today.

kahapon, tatlong beses akong muntikang masagasaan. nakakapagtaka nga, di pa nilla itinuloy. yung tipong hit and run. di ko naman sila mumultuhin. oh well. sabi nga nila, maraming suicidal pag magpapasko.

di naman a. pinatid ko lang naman yung classmate ko kahapon. tas nung isang araw inihataw ko yung gitara ng kaibigan ko sa punong mangga. binenta ko lang din yung dvd nya ng hannah montana, wag mo munang sabihin a, di pa nya alam ata na nawawala. o sya, sya aminin ko na, ako na. ako ang may sala kung bakit nagtae silang lahat. wag mo nang tanungin kung anong nilagay ko, di ko rin alam tawag dun. saka ako rin ang dahilan kung bakit sumusuray si muning kahapon habang hinahabol yung daga. pero parang foul naman ata 'to. isa lang naman ang gusto ko sa pasko e. andyan na, binawi mo pa. kahit tapatan mo 'ko ng limang milyong doraemon, o sandamakmak na hello tweety, i mean hello kitty, o macbook air.. (nagbabaka-sakali lang, baka maisipan mo.) isa lang ang gusto ko ngayong pasko, at sana nakalagay sya sa balikbayan box para full effect, buhay pa sana sya, pag nadeliver na sya sa gate namin. malaking-malaki dapat yung balikbayan box ha, ayaw nya kasi ng masikip e. maarte kasi sya.

remember several months ago when things like this never crossed my mind, i had sworn not to take this road again, i had sworn enough that today i'm breaking them all again. give me another week, and i'll be right at your doorstep. remember several months ago, when i first saw you, when things are simple and harmless. when all that i ever said to you was hi, goodbye. now doors, elevators, stairs, malls, coffee shops, mcdonalds, everything reminds me of you, if this is how you make it up to me, don't do it anymore. just forget it. where can i find you? i had stopped counting the days that passes by. something was wrong, but you're the only one who knows the reason why. we're inseparable. until now. we're best of friends, but where are you now? you provided a home for lost little pudgy girl. who never knew how things are really like, you're a blessing, even if i tell you otherwise, you're the only one i run to when i'm at my worst, you're the one i wanted to share those corny jokes with. those curses, i miss it. coffees. burgers. gigs. music. films. they're not the same without you. we're each other's power ranger, remember? there are times you need to be alone, and all i need is the reason why, for i woke up, not being able to reach you in any way anymore. you know how my mind works, at times like this, it is at it's worst. i'm praying for an answer. i'll be waiting, you know that. and if i can't anymore, there's always a way to get to you. you know that also, i'll do just about everything, too. i hate to let you know, but i miss you. now trish, i guess it's time to sleep. rita's out there to catch you.

i've always avoided them ever since i left that school, be it in the mall or wherever. whenever i see a group of girls clad in blue and white, buttoned uniforms, like that of sailormoon, i hide. i can't stand seeing them. i feel like they're gonna bully me to death. i'm not the popular one. i'm not one of those girls. i'm one of the disturbed ones. girls who got power loves me. to bully me. and i was in grade school then. but yesterday, while i was chilling by myself at a coffee shop, to my surprise, a bunch of them came up to me. but they're not in their uniforms anymore, it's amazing how they remember me, and what's more amazing is that i remember each and every one of them, and i realized that i've a certain memory on each one of them. that's crazy. i remember the other girl, not wanting to be called by her name, she says it was too girly, it turns out, she's still a lesbo, and she was like that even back then, she actually made me smile at that moment. as a sign of courtesy, i took their phone numbers, swore that i'll reply, swore that i'll join them sometime. but really, we were just little girls then (and little lesbos for some. XD) and i feel like i don't have anything in common with them anymore, aside from knowing the girls they're bestfriends with now. and their former girlfriends, too. but it's good to see them, brings back the good memories of staying in stella maris.

di ako matatahimik hangga't di ko nailalabas 'to. nawawalan ako. sa dahilang hindi ko alam. sa dahilang ayaw 'kong isipin. tawag. text. mensaheng mga iniwan. lahat ng paraan. isa na lang ang di ko nagagawa. di ko alam kung san ko hahanapin. kapihan. lost and found. presinto. ospital. eskwelahan. mental. nakiusap ako nun, na wag sa ganitong paraan, sabi ko kay doraemon,nung nag-usap kami sa kwarto,madali akong kausap, diba? ayoko lang e yung halos magkagulo kakahanap. nakatanga lang sya sakin. di naman talaga sya sasagot. dahil wala syang buhay. sabi ko sayo, isa nalang ang di ko nagagawa. wag mong intaying gawin ko yun. di lilipas ang pasko. ang bagong taon hangga't di ko nalalaman kung ano talaga 'to. may mali e. ay eto nga pala piktyur nya o. pakisabi pag nagkita kayo, nag-iintay ako sa lahat ng kapihan sa cubao.

 

all i need is a f*kin sleep. i don't care about you,
i don't care if your world is crumbling down, it's not mine anyway.
i don't care if your girlfriend's cheating on you, even she can't
stand your presence. imagine that.
listen. it's just a freakin' seat. you don't have to be such an a*****e
about it, oh i forgot, you already are.
you want this seat?? you can
have it, have your a** glued on it, your ears too, on the headphones,
your fingers to the keyboard.
you need help? i'm more than welcome to do that for you.

why am i being surrounded with very, and i mean very difficult
people? he takes my stuff around without my permission, eats
half of the burger i bought, FOR MYSELF (let's stress that, it's for myself!!!) when i didn't tell
him that he can do such thing. he pretends to know the songs on
my player, when he doesn't really. (loser) he brags about things that none of us wanted to hear. yeah, i remember, nobody believes him anyway. there are instances where i can
let it pass, but really, when it's too much.. s**t. i just wanted to put sedatives to my food every night and give it to him.

i forgot to mention, we're not even close.

 

 

2000

first day of classes, sophomore year. highschool.

he stepped into the room,
he was a familiar face, i knew that i already met him,
i kept trying to remember when, where and how.
then stopped.
realizing i have the whole school year to think about it.

no, i don't remember how we were able to talk to each other.
i don't even remember the first thing he ever said to me.
all i know is that due to some circumstances, and probably
because of the things we have in common, we became friends.
bestfriends. best..

i think you know what happened next.
i was fourteen?.. he was, i think a year older.
i know that what i had felt back then was temporary.
totoo, pero panandalian.
or so i thought.

immaturity.
probably the reason why things didn't go the way
i or we would have wanted it to be.
he got involved with someone else,
had a kid, broke my heart and out of nowhere,
it just ended right then and there.
he went away, switched schools, stopped communicating
with me, he probably figured out that it's
better that way.
i thought he was being a jerk.

we were fourteen.

he was out of my life for a year.
then came senior year, highschool.
he walked in the room the same way he did before.
i was sitting inside the classroom,
i was stunned. he was, too.
we hardly ever talked at first.
but ended up sitting next to each other.
we have no choice, i guess.

then it started again.
it seems that we really can't get out of each other's life.
he held my hand under the desk,
he walked me home every single day,
sitting next to each other inside the bus, during field trips.
i love you.
calling and texting every night.
i miss you.
doing the same things when we were still "together".
our friends, classmates, even teachers, were
trying to figure out what's the real score.
i never answered directly.
for i didn't know what we are really.
he was involved with someone else.
and i made myself believe that i fell for somebody else, too.

Senior Prom.

Dates.
a factor that makes a prom special.
i don't have one when the night began.
but found myself in a slow dance. with him.
spent the whole prom night, again. with him.
how it happened, again i didn't remember.

then came graduation day.
everything seems to begin and end on graduation day.
i had to start letting go. like what i said,
what we have/had is/was temporary.
that's what i had in mind.
i said goodbye. he did the same thing.
too much emotions are being involved already.
it's not right anymore.

College.

we went to different schools, i changed numbers.
but he seems to find a way to
get through me. i don't know how he manages to do that,
it's just amazing. kept sending messages, most of them,
i left unanswered.

one day, he asked me out.
just to prove to myself that i don't feel anything
for him anymore, i agreed.
again. (and i mean, again!) i was wrong.
everything is still there.
and seeing each other became a habit.
as if i'm welcoming every pain inside my heart once again.
and we've drifted apart. again.

Present.

yes.
we haven't lost communication. ym. friendster. phone.
i got tired of hiding from him and i learned not to take
everything he says seriously. i found myself in love with
somebody who goddamn worth it. i'm sure about it.
i pushed him at the back of my mind. suddenly, he was
a thing of the past.

today, i was going through some old things.
i found a class picture from my kindergarten days.
i laughed at how i looked then.
trying to see if i still know the names of the kids there,
then i saw a familiar face. he was much much younger,
adorable, cuter, like most of the kids.
i took a closer look. it was him.

he sent me a message. was it a coincidence?
asking how i was, if things hadn't changed between us,
i don't know what to say, for i still don't believe everything he says,
but i want to.

what we had was temporary, or was it? it's been seven years.
up to now, there's a debate going on between my heart and mind.

 

i'm waiting for everything to fall into place.

another semester to go through, and hopefully it's the last.

i have nothing big that is lined up.

i think right after i take the final exam, i'd just stare out

my classroom's window, wonder about how quickly can i get a bomb

sent right then and there.

this school is my hell.

we have a love-hate relationship.

but inside every four-cornered room i had set foot in,

takes me in what seems to be an alternate universe that either

brings out the best in me. or the worst.

heads up trish.

bright future ahead.

a future that i'm not even sure if i want it.

these kind of things, i hardly worry about.

just today, i read Nina's blog and if i may quote her:

If you wanna be an artist, a designer,

then you gotta know the stuff that matters.

You gotta want to know.

You got to have that desire to learn

and discover and know what everything is really all about.

Not wait for people to stop you in line, you have to be the one to GRAB IT!

SUPER DUPER OVER TO THE MAX GRABEEEEEEEEETT!!! sabi nga nya.

made me thought about that 'chance' that came my way,

like a week ago.

i was goddamn sure about getting that short course over at up.

i've never part with their registration form.

but there are some instances that happened along the way, i had to let it go.

and put it back in my multi-colored folder placed right under my bed, for now.

eventually, i'd set foot in another four-cornered hell, this time it is something that

i feel like would give me the fullfilment, if there's such 'word' in my vocabulary.

as of now, i'll just stay awake every night, and sleep all day,

get paid shit. go out with friends every now and then. get drunk. be with people

that'll motivate me.

i'll wait for the graduation day to come, for that diploma to be framed,

and my future/dreams to be realized and probably live a boring life if i

decided i'd just stay this way and go with the flow that i know would lead me

into something that i don't like in the first place.

well, before that happens, i'll look for somebody who'll be willing to elope

with me, head to japan, get me pregnant and expect a shot-gun wedding upon

arriving from the land of sushi and doraemon.

rawr. good morning everyone. faiiiito!

 

*eraserheads mode*

sembreak thoughts.