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just-art: Taylor Radaker

Sun, 19 May 2013 00:26:22 +0800

just-art:

Taylor Radaker

Happy birthday, bro! Hehehehehe

Sat, 18 May 2013 22:44:48 +0800

Happy birthday, bro! Hehehehehe

Getting to Know You by Spazzkid shared from exfm

Mon, 06 May 2013 18:45:34 +0800

Getting to Know You by Spazzkid

shared from exfm

I screamed. And then I died.

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 15:44:34 +0800

I screamed.

And then I died.

4-6-13: More than satisfied with this...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 14:47:00 +0800

4-6-13: More than satisfied with this kilig-to-the-eyes-and-ears-and-heart concert @ Music Museum. You are loved, Franco.

Detailed news here: Franco rocks ‘solo’ at Music Museum http://entertainment.inquirer.net/88649/franco-rocks-solo-at-music-museum

I Dreamt of You Last Night

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 15:36:53 +0800

When I woke up this morning, I don’t know who you are. But I know who you were in my dream last night.

I dreamt of you last night.

There was already a prequel to this dream. I guess you liked me but you weren’t my type. But that night, we were sitting in a circle with my closest friends. You sat beside me. Someone was telling a story. I felt scared. Or maybe I was just sleepy (when in fact I was sleeping at the moment) so l leaned on your shoulders. It felt warm. It felt natural. Like my feelings suddenly flowed freely and effortlessly. With my head on your shoulders, I felt safe and secure. I knew you felt happy, like you’ve been waiting for it to happen.

And then it was time to go home. Inside a building, people were starting to scatter. I was walking down the stairs alone, rushing with the others who were going on their own ways. Suddenly, I felt your hand against my back. I knew it was you. My heart was racing. I felt this already but it felt new with you. Strange and refreshing and beautiful. I turned around to see you. You were wearing a black shirt. I guess we were saying goodbye. But that goodbye felt exciting and promising because both of us knew that we were going to see each other again. And when that time comes, something will flourish. Something strange and refreshing and beautiful.

I look forward to that day, not in my dreams but in reality.

When I’m Lonely | Thought Catalog

Tue, 26 Mar 2013 19:11:50 +0800

When I’m Lonely | Thought Catalog:

“You bank on feeling one way and you end up feeling another. That’s the worst. That’s far more isolating than eating brunch alone or going to the movies alone or being awake at 5am.”

-Ryan O’Connell

Love’s so inviting When we groove to set the mood You...

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 17:40:08 +0800

Love’s so inviting

When we groove to set the mood

You sinful food, you taste so good

-‘Lover’s Fire’ by Franco ♪♫

#groupie #yousexything #Soul Adventurer #Franco #music

An Open Letter To Everything | Thought Catalog

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 13:59:23 +0800

An Open Letter To Everything | Thought Catalog:

“…everyone’s an idiot, and no one knows anything.”

GENIUS HUMOR! BRAVO!

What happened 14 years after? #friendship A friend is the most...

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 23:56:32 +0800

What happened 14 years after? #friendship

A friend is the most valuable gem you can ever have in a sphere of gains and losses and in a life of both unpredictable order and predictable mess.

I love you girls.

Thought Catalog, Literally

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 11:31:13 +0800

Written on the 19^th of December, 2012

It’s Wednesday morning and I’m thinking a lot.

I’m thinking about love and how it conquers all, frequently about my colorless lovelife, and more frequently about life. I’ve been thinking about kisses and yes, about sex too. I’m thinking about how I survived unemployment for eight months. Is it that bad? I’m thinking of opening my iTunes and listening to my kind of music while I write this but our neighbor is already blasting Christmas songs. I hate these songs. Ugh. I don’t feel the Christmas spirit. I’m thinking of finishing the current two novels in my collection before the end of this year even though I dread reading them. One is in French and sometimes my head aches after finishing a few pages. One is in English and the style is quite different. The approach of the writer is journal-ish based on the first person point of view and the character is portrayed as not good at writing that I have to put an effort into understanding the text. I’m thinking of what line to write next but I don’t know what might be interesting enough. I’m thinking of passing this article to Thought Catalog but anticipating the worst that they might reject it again. But hell, I’m used to rejections. I’m thinking of smoking a cigarette but immediately concluding not to. I’ve only done it three times in my life. I’m thinking of my eldest brother and how he extremely loves to be the center of attention. I’m thinking a lot about the famous quotation from Antoine de Saint-Éxupery’s The Little Prince novel, “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.”, and how it contains a timelessly relevant message. I’m thinking of wanting to be someone’s Mrs. Darcy. I just watched the movie “Pride and Prejudice” last night and thinking of reading the novel next year. Lame, I know. I’m not certain if I’ll be able to stand its “classicality” though. I’m thinking of the men trying to convince themselves that they can attract and woo women on the streets by calling out hackneyed terms of endearment. I’m thinking of doing my laundry later. It has been two weeks. I’m thinking of what significant things people will occupy themselves with these holidays. I’m thinking of the recent tragedies that dawned on various parts of the world. Hopefully, these will create new perspectives and change lives for the better. I’m thinking of scribbling on my list of New Year’s resolution to make funnier and more meaningful conversations because I believe that the good ones go a long way. I’m thinking of pausing for a while and eating lunch first.

PAUSE…

I’m still thinking of the Typhoon Bopha that had left the Philippines with loss of lives and properties in shreds. The number of casualties is still increasing up to now. How the victims will rise, I don’t know how, but I know they will. I’m thinking of the little angels of Sandy Hook Elementary School taken away by bullets in an instant. They’re supposed to have their lives ahead of them and to learn so much from it. But they were unfortunately robbed. We are forever left with a heartbreaking and unbearable tragedy.

I’m thinking of postponing my laundry for tomorrow and instead continue to swoon over Jane Austen-inspired movies later. I’m already preparing my heart. Haha. I’m thinking of the random guy I met in a college party and the chance I refused to take. I’m thinking of Blake Lively and how boys (even girls) will readily succumb to rip their clothes off (likely more of hers) just by looking at her face and body. She looks like a sex goddess. Darn, ______ is all over my head. I’m thinking of my mom and the possibility that she might not be coming home for Christmas, probably the reason for my lack of enthusiasm celebrating the season. I’m thinking of which type of blue dress should I wear to my friend’s wedding this coming January. Yet I got no money. I’m thinking of why I just got to discover The Killers and their songs (whilst ‘Runaways’ is playing). Lame again, I know. I’m thinking of the harsh comments I would receive from writing this piece. I’m not even sure if at least someone will be interested enough to click the link to this title, “Thought Catalog, Literally”. I’m thinking of the purpose of piecing together these words. I’m thinking if these random thoughts will ever make sense to someone and provoke a certain mood or emotion the way I feel whenever I read Thought Catalog articles.

I am thinking that thinking is indeed an everyday affair. It is an exercise of our will and a reflection of what sets us, human beings, apart. On a daily basis that we use our minds to think, we can dig out numerous benefits such as the opportunity to avoid stupid decisions. It can engender appreciation and other sorts of positive thoughts. Sometimes it can be considered a strenuous activity but it has a relaxation effect as well. It can lead us to point zero, a place to start fresh and do things right. In an obvious attempt to carry more meaning in this piece, I quote some lines from an oeuvre, which I haven’t’ read yet, written by the famous French philosopher, playwright, and novelist, Jean-Paul Sartre:

My thought is me: that is why I can’t stop. I exist by what I think…and I can’t prevent myself from thinking. -Nausea

Uhuh. I’m thinking of having my second cup of coffee later. What are you thinking about?

Written on the 20^th of February, 2013

Two months had passed. Some thoughts turned into reality. Some thoughts remained the same; some flew away and never came back. I am thinking of how my thoughts have stirred and shifted. I think about the past. I am thinking of the changes. I think about the now.

And of eating after posting this, I’m hungry.

dearoldcharm: UNF UNF UNF Damn it. Pati ba naman sa work.

Fri, 22 Feb 2013 20:09:07 +0800

dearoldcharm:

UNF UNF UNF

Damn it. Pati ba naman sa work.

SALAMAT DIN. SALAMAT, FRANCO. ♥ LOVE is absolutely sweeter.

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 23:10:47 +0800

SALAMAT DIN. SALAMAT, FRANCO. ♥

LOVE is absolutely sweeter.

What Is A Writer Today? | Thought Catalog

Fri, 08 Feb 2013 21:22:00 +0800

What Is A Writer Today? | Thought Catalog:

If you’re writer because that’s what your heart tells you to do, and you write when you don’t want to, and it’s work, then forget about everything else, because you can proudly say “I’m a writer.”

-David Dean

Help! | Thought Catalog

Tue, 05 Feb 2013 13:45:00 +0800

Help! | Thought Catalog:

Help me because I am young and scared. Help me so that in whatever far distant future when someone asks me for help I’ll say yes simply for their asking. Help me to remember the earth and the water and all the things that we share, the infinite stretch of humanity and all its quiet, rippling repeatings.

-Cody Gohl

2-2-13: Attended this nothing but awesome event with friends @...

Tue, 05 Feb 2013 12:54:18 +0800

2-2-13: Attended this nothing but awesome event with friends @ The Venice Piazza. #PhilippineFlowFest is all sorts of fun, sexy, cool, creative, dynamic… ♥

Hopefully PFF 2014 will be held somewhere in a beach :)) Already looking forward to next year’s flows!

We’re already missing your gay flesh and bones. #reunion...

Fri, 01 Feb 2013 20:54:42 +0800

We’re already missing your gay flesh and bones. #reunion #Metrowalk #KaninClub #lastnight #goodtimes #FG

Finally and finally. My high school friends and I pursued the...

Tue, 29 Jan 2013 12:30:25 +0800

Finally and finally. My high school friends and I pursued the most plausible idea of having a good time in the historical city of Manila.

First stop: Wai Ying Fastfood Restaurant, Fried siopao along a street (forgot the name), Tully’s Cafe a.k.a. Binondo food trip and the newly-established Lucky Chinatown Mall

Second stop: The lengths and widths of Rizal Park a.k.a. Luneta with its fab fountain show

What’s that? I asked. “The bride’s room. They...

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 20:05:50 +0800

What’s that? I asked.

“The bride’s room. They come here to get dressed before the wedding.”

He ran his eyes up and down the gifts and smiled.

“Lovely, isn’t it?”

What?

“Life,” he said.

Mitch Albom (Have a Little Faith)

CONGRATULATIONS NEWLY WEDS! ♥ #Pillejera-RiveraWedding

Now I know why people call it “fun run”. I just...

Sun, 06 Jan 2013 15:51:32 +0800

Now I know why people call it “fun run”. I just joined my first this morning, #ColorManilaRun @ BGC. Uhuh, we found a pot of gold (medal) at the end of the rainbow (route). Indeed, a colorful way to start the year.