Dante's Inferno

Here's one of my funniest chat sessions with a good friend over YM. Let's call the bitch Rix. I almost peed my pants a couple of times.

RIX: hey, if u got time... check out Google, then take the Dante Inferno test. the result will let u know which part of hell you will go to when u die.
ME: ok.

RIX: it's fun.. know what.. there was this question: do u plan/ have you ever had sex before marriage? and this: have you ever performed oral sex?
RIX: my mom shood me away when she answered! hahaha
ME: hahahahah
RIX: hhhhmmm.... now i know where i inherited my "naughty librarian" aura...
RIX: hahaha

(a couple of minutes later...)

ME: im gonna be on the seventh level
RIX: hahaha! really?
ME: oh well. i loVe it on the top
ME: love love
ME: hahahahah
RIX: ya know, i was "very high" with lust and gluttony...
RIX: ohmigod.. that website knows me! hahaha
ME: im just "high" on those things
ME: it's my violence that's overwhelming
RIX: oh.. well, that makes me a pervert.
ME: hahahahah
ME: i agree
RIX: really??! violence where? in bed?
ME: well at least you're honest
ME: you're an honest pervert
RIX: that, hunny.. is flattering.
ME: violence and wrath actually. and im also gloomy
RIX: oooohhh..
ME: gawd. i hope there's Topman in hell
RIX: me, i got "low", and "very low" with depression and anxiety questions.. i'm not unhappy! im bad in a different area..
RIX: u hope there's topman in hell? why? u wanna be bottom when u reach satan's den? maybe bcoz u were a topman while still living?
ME: well, i'm a bit of a masochist sometimes.
ME: gaga! I mean Topman the shop.
ME: i wanna at least shop while burning
RIX: aysorry.. sorry... see!!!! my being a lusty of a person is getting obvious!
RIX: oh ok.. shop.. did you see the descriptions of each level? read! read! i don't think you can shop in those conditions.

RIX: i forgot my level.. i forgot my level. it's hard to pronounce. i think it starts with M.
ME: well, apparently, my body will be hung in some sort of tree
RIX: hahahaha!
ME: and i will be blasted with scorching sand in the nude!
RIX: im imagining you.. im imagining...
ME: ill also be swimming in boiling blood
RIX: hahaha! this is interestingly hilarious.. im picturing u out in the nude
RIX: ooohhh... stop me.. im picturing u out in the nude..
ME: that's unstoppable
ME: you can't help it
ME: i know
RIX: pls go back to ur body being punished...
ME: centaurs will shoot me with an arrow if i try to escape
ME: and one of them will fall in love with me
RIX: hahaha! this is so Moses Time...
ME: and one of them will fall in love with me
ME: but i turned him down because
RIX: fall in love? are u sure ur reading the txt?
ME: but i turned him down because
ME: he doesn't have a cock
RIX: because..?
ME: he doesn't have a cock
RIX: doesn't have a cock ?! why ? that is capital punshment
ME: oh yeah. centaurs have cocks. no, i turned him down coz
ME: all we'll be doing is doggie
RIX: if he's an angel, then he/she doesn't have a sex organ.. so better pray to be in hell.
RIX: hahaha! doggie... you being the what?
ME: really?
RIX: the dog? arf! arf!
ME: then how the hell do they get in heaven?
RIX: i dont know because maybe they never had sex??!
ME: heaven isn't so heavenly after all
ME: hahahah
RIX: i just read it somewhere that angels cannot be classified to being male or female.. they are divine beings created by God. they are not humans.
ME: oh i see. well, they better offer something else as great as an orgasm or else i'm reserving my own space in hell pronto!
RIX: hahaha!
RIX: well, you have the garden of Eden... filled with fruits and vegetables, and flowers, and animals...
ME: eden can have her garden
ME: thank you very much
ME: i still prefer blowjobs
ME: hahahahahah
RIX: and happiness, and love, and contentmant, and kindness..
ME: right.
RIX: hahaha!
ME: jeez.... and to think
ME: it's my first time in 3 months to go to church today
RIX: and nude people... since you are not "ashamed", you are nude in Eden..
RIX: its like a Nudist beach filled with happy and kind people who dont judge you based on ur bilbil or flabby arms, and huge thighs...
ME: they don't judge because they're not having sex with you
ME: that's why
obsequio_rica: ok.. lets finish this question: If i am in the garden of eden, I would do this:
ME: answer these first: are there cute guys at the garden of eden? is the gardener jesse metcalfe of desperate housewives?
ME: answer these first: are there cute guys at the garden of eden? is the gardener jesse metcalfe of desperate housewives?
RIX: there's no gardener! you're all put there together to enjoy the grass that doesnt need to be mowed, the animals that dont need taming, and the flowers that dont need nurturing.. because everything is perfect.

ME: fine
RIX: hhhmmm... i dont know if you'll see that jesse dude. he may be stuck in purgatory
ME: i think i'm gonna arrange for a pictorial in the nude since everything is P-E-R-F-E-C-T
RIX: hahaha! and where the hell would u get a camera? cameras are so... so.. Earthy
ME: FINE.
RIX: yeah. everything is perfect.. including the luke jickain body that you would magically have..
ME: i'll just pose my ass off and bask in the glory of my perfect, flawless presence instead.
RIX: guess what i'll do when im in heaven..
RIX: hahaha!
ME: what?
ME: uh-oh. what?
ME: i'll request for a lot of mirrors too by the way
RIX: i will ride a lion, a camel (cancel that, camels may ruin my perfect-ness image!) a white unicorn (wtf), or a giraffe while trying to get an apple from a tree...
ME: hahahahahah
ME: what the hell?!!!
ME: you'll scratch your vagina
RIX: remember.. im in the nude! hahaha ooohh...now there goes orgasm while the animal is walking or running! hahaha!
ME: eew.
ME: ticks.
ME: you'll scratch your vagina
RIX: im making my own little hell..! hahaha!
ME: you'll scratch your vagina
ME: you'll scratch your vagina
ME: you'll scratch your vagina
ME: you'll scratch your vagina
ME: you'll scratch your vagina
ME: you like that don't you?!!!!!
ME: ohmigod beastiality
RIX: hahahah!
RIX: im laughing right no - literally
ME: me too. hahahahah

I love that conversation.

Check out this link to know what the hell we are talking about.
http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv

"I will burn in hell for being implusive."

My throat still hurts. Gawd, this has been going on for 8 days now! I swear to god I'm being punished for having sex with strangers. Although there has been some improvements, I can't say I'm really perfectly well now. Oh who am I kidding, I never am.

Anyway, yesterday, I thought I've had enough. I've lost enough time already. I mean, gawd, I've missed three days of work already, a facial and a shopping spree. So I decided to get out of this hole one scorching Friday afternoon to pay the bills, pick up a webcam and maybe look around the mall for "targets". Two hours later, I'm hyperventilating at People R People because of these lovely shoes. They're like half espradilles, half something. I loved them. I was *this close to a very impulsive buy when I realized they're not really all that. Then I went to Topman and I knew right then and there shopping will be the main reason why I'll end up in a curb one day with nothing to eat and only have my wardrobe with me. Thank goodness I managed to restrain myself and only bought this pair of super cool glasses. I love, love 'em.




To make it short, I did buy a webcam although it was way out of my budget plus I bought these shades simply because I thought they look great on me and they came knock knock knockin' on my shallow heart's door.

So, with me back to being broke and clearly realizing that I have sinned, I went straight to the church, which is the first time in months by the way. Yes, I prayed and I prayed for more shopping in the future. I'm kidding. Hahahahah... I clearly had to cleanse my soul so there.

After church, I went to another mall to pay the bills and picked up some groceries. Then I went straight back to the condo and took photos of myself with my new sunnies. It was a productive day.

Urban Domestication

Greetings from the veranda/balcony on the 26th floor. I've beena domesticat for so long now all I do is watch Desperate Housewives on DVD, check my email every 10 minutes, eat, sleep and take drugs. I've said this one and I'm going to say it again, I feel like a walking pharmacy with all the medication I'm taking for my tonsilitis/paryngitis, which by the way is still not healed. And believe me, I'm starting to think I'm going to have a swelling throat for the rest of my fucking life.

Anyway, blogging from the veranda of this building with only my boxers and undershirt on, overlooking a view of the city; how urban ghetto is that? I love it. I wish I was paid to do something like this.

Although I'm enjoying the lounging and eating and napping, I'm feeling kind of useless. This is very unproductive. I mean, how can I stay here doing nothing when there are bills to paid and errands to attend to, not to mention, work to be done at the office?! Well, it's my rest day actually but I already missed two days (or nights) of work and I'm pretty sure the current amount on my next next paycheck is pathetic

omgthisissototallyfuckingawesomeimdyingrightnow

About 2 AM
September 5, 2007

I'm back in the office. I have another 2 hrs of voice rest as prescribed by the company nurse. I feel like I have tacks stuck in my throat right now. I swear to god I'm considering having my tonsils removed. This has been going on for 4 days now and I'm practically a walking pharmacy. The fever is almost gone so I dragged my ass to work eventhough my throat hurts like hell. I've been to the clinic countless times and have visited the emergency room twice because of the same issue but I'm still not well. I am so sick of being sick. Seriously. That's why I've decided to postpone my birthday. I will truly, truly celebrate some other time when I'm well and when I have enough cash at my disposal. I've already missed 22 hours of work and my teammates are starting to treat me like a stranger. First, it was tonsilitis, then tonsilitis with fever, then pharyngitis! WTF?! I want to slit my throat and pull out my tonsils/pharynx/larynx whatever it is that's causing me this much hell. So what's up?

Sick Birthday

Yup, I made it to my 21st birthday. Well, barely. Jusus mother of gawd, I've been sick for 4 straight days now. I was literally hot during my birthday and my throat/tonsils have been killing. I swear to god I want to get theses nasty useless crap taken out of my system. What do you call that operation and how much does that cost again?

Anyway, I celebrated at my Aunt's house and she's been lovely. My cousins were great too. It's just so horrible how I spent my birthday at the emergency room of this crappy hospital near my Aunt's place.

Because of this friggin' sickness, I had to miss work for two days! Ugh. Honestly, this is just too much. I got my parents worried sick about me at home and my paycheck for this month is stil empty. What a way to welcome 21. I'm soooo sick of being sick, seriously.

P.S.
I didn't even get to eat my chocolate cake as much as I wanted to! And oh, because I brought limited supply of clothes at my Aunt's, I had to wear Von Dutch on my birthday! Yes! Von Dutch in 2007! WTF?!

21

In a matter of four days, I'm officially of legal, as in legal age. I'll be turning 21 and I'm planning to celebrate it with extended family since my sister and parents are in the province and my other sister and brother are noe in California.

I was just talking to a good friend how great it would have been if she was here with me to celebrate my birthday. I want to go out on Friday night and cruise at some club with her and have the DJ greet me once the clock strikes 12. Just pure fun. Hahahah... I love it.

I'm still homsick. And the thought of turning a year older is definitely not helping. Add to that the fact that I'm terribly broke right now. I can't wait til pay day. Oh God, there's just too much negative energy in me these days. I miss the times when all I had to worry about was the next day's exam, and the ouotfit I'll be wearing for the acquaintance party or something. Gawd, I never thought I'd miss college this much. Or maybe I just miss my friends? No, I miss the convenience of home and college.

Anyway, I'm still trying to digest 21. Me? 21? It's funny when I was about 15 or 16 I used to lie about my age when I talk to people online or text random strangers telling them I'm 18 or 19 or 20. When I turned 19 and 20, I'd say I'm 21. Now that I'm actually going to be 21 I wonder what my make-believe age is this time. I never intended to lie, it's just something that comes naturally. But I'm not really embarassed or ashamed of my age. At least not yet.

New age, new haircut. That's all. Will post pictures soon. God bless me.

The Rainy Days

It's raining horses and carabaos here in Manila. Well actually there's a typhoon named Egay. It's sad how it's so destructive and all but I'm kinda enjoying the weather. Especially considering the fact that I'm having my time off from work while all the other working people have to brave the fierce winds, heavy rain and dreadful thigh high flood water just to feed their bank accounts. I'm kidding. Who am I to even say this shit? I'm broke! And for all I know, I might go through the same catastrophy tomorrow when I have to go back to the office.

In fact, I already had a taste of this typhoon's wrath earlier when I went to the supermarket to buy groceries. It's just two blocks away but I had to get a cab on my way back because it was pouring and I had heavy grocery bags with me. Not only that, on my way here to the internet cafe, I had to take the stairs from the 26th friggin' floor because the elevators were busted! I didn't know what was going on until I reached the 9th floor where there was water gushing down the staircase. Apparently, they had to park the elevators at the 10th floor because, I don't know what exactly happened, but obviously the rain made its was into the building. How funny and annoying is that? Thank God I live all the way up there! Hahahah... Well good luck to me on my way back.

Anyway, yes, like I said, I'm broke. One of my housemates left so it's down to two. Only two divisions for the bills which means more money to pay for each of us. I am sooooo doing to die. I hate being poor. It doesn't also help that my birthday is a couple of weeks away. Oh great. I'm poor AND old. Just shoot me in the head already.

I whine a lot. I know.

P.S.
I love Krispy Kremes.

Random Rants

I'm feeling sick. I've been having this unbearable stomchache since early this evening. I already got rid of my breakfast and dinner but it still hurst a bit. I have a feeling it's juat gas. God I hope it's just gas.

Has anyone read Confessions of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella? Well, I just finished reading it. I'm not carzy about it but I somehow related to Rebecca Bloomwood's impulsive tendencies. I was imagining myself mentally rationalizing every unnecessary purchase that I make while leafing through the pages. Plus, I'm also in some sort of financial rut right now. I mean seriously, when's the last time I went shopping anyway? When I bought the chucks? That's not even shopping. I went to the mall after work to buy shoes I was already planning to buy. And that's the only thing I bought.

Anyway, it's been raining mad the last three days. I think it was only today when it didn't pour. Half of the city was marinated in flood water.

I have been feeling homesick lately. Actually I've been thinking of going home once I get a time off from work. Oh God, the comforts of being at home with so much time at your disposal not having to worry about bills, work and other adult stuff. I never thought I would appreciate domestication like this. Not to mention my family, friends and yup, even those people I usually don't want to see. Jeez.

Another thing that has been bugging me for the longest time now is... my long overdue, so old story singlehood. Gawd, when's the last time I said I love you to someone romantically? 1978?!

Tipsy

I'm half drunk right now. Went out with friends from work. Gawd, it's been over three months since I last went out, drink and party. It sucks I didn't get to dance my ass off though. Next time?

I gotta go. Wow, it's August. A month from now I'll be turning of American legal age. Am I ancient or what?

Nighters.

Pictionary

Photos taken during an uneventful early morning walk along my neighborhood all the way to Baywalk/Manila Bay.

Say hello to the first ever mall in Las Islas Filipinas- Harrison Plaza -the only enclosed mall I know where they allow people to smoke their lungs out inside this poorly airconditioned place.

I saw this guy on the way to and back from Baywalk. He was still alive. I checked.

This is Baywalk - jogging/excercise park by day, drinking hub by night.

One side of Baywalk is Manila Bay while the other is Roxas Boulevard, a major road, hotels, restaurants, offices, condominiums, etc.

I love my trusty Nike Cortez. I think I've had them for over five years now.

People go to Baywalk to get some Vitamin D, sweat out, make out and fish.

Say hello to Manila Bay.

Like I said, this is a very uneventful morning.

Need I say more? I was actually looking forward to seeing these instructors who teach tai chi, taebo, aerobics during weekend mornings but they were nowhere to be found that Friday.

Row, row, row your boat boys! LOL

Some people actually take a dip here at times. I know, it's revolting. Just think of how much spit, shit and bacteria is in that water considering people throw all sort of crap in the water day in and day out.

These seats don't get arranged until noon, I guess, when people go here to eat, drink and hang out.

This looks like a post-typhoon scene.This guy's not alone. You'll see street sleepers all over the city.

Cheek bones?

Purge

It may seem like all I know how to talk about here is clothes, mundane dilemmas, work and other shallow stuff, but really, there's a lot of stuff brewing inside me right now. I can't even put to words how impatient I am about the pace of my life, or how worried I am for myself or for my family back home, how deeply sad I am that I constantly feel so alone and all. Don't even get me started about how fucked up I am at the romance department and how I no longer find one-night stands or two-night stands that satisfying. I can't say I'm done with it, I dunno. I think I just want something more meaningful, more lasting.

I have insecurities. I bathe in insecurities. I comfort myself by thinking that if this person is rich good-looking and smart, I assume that he has a fucked up family or a puny penis. I have no idea why I'm saying all these things but I swear to god I am so sick of taking it all up. I'm so far from being perfect or being amodel citizen but hell, I've been trying to straighten things up.

At the end of the day, no matter how shallow I am, I do know how to set my priorities.

*I know I should not be forgiven for the things I write here considering I am a journalism graduate and I should know what is publishable and what stinks, and that i should be careful enough with my nouns, verbs, adverbs, splling and what not, but please, spare me. I don't edit my posts and I don't read them before I hit PUBLISH.

Chuck

I bought a pair of new Chucks this morning. My old pair are so worn out my toes are doing a peep show each time I wear them. I'm not really in the mood to write about stuff right now. I'm too down... yet again.

Say hello to the new Chuck Taylor. He's gonna take care of me during work.

Random Rants

Am I Bored or Boring?

Just when I've been observing my life and youth pass me by, here comes some what seems to be the cosmos' aid to my current depression.

Lately, for the nth time, I've been contemplating on how my life is so bland/generic like I was born to be bored. I don't know if it's my non-stop demand for excitement but the thought of letting each day, each week, each month pass by without any significant accomplishment just saddens me.

Anyway, this morning, when I was about to leave the office, after claiming my phone from the guard, I was surprised by three missed calls and four new messages which really psyched me because I usually just get two new messages and they would be forwarded quotes from the same person, or on the most pathetic times, I'd get none at all. For 12 hours, my phone would be in constant hybernation much like the owner's social life.

Not this morning though, one missed call was by a friend in college, another one from an acquaintance whom I've never met personally, and an unfamiliar number. The first message was from my sister, the other one from my acquaintance inviting me to a threesome, then there's another foreign number with the message "hello" and the last one from a new friend who used to be my mentor at the office.

Capital D

Before going home, I had to drop by to this market where I buy our arwana's food (live goldfish). The place is called Cartimar. Cartimar has got to be one of the most disgusting places I've ever been to. Don't get me wrong, I love the animals there but the place is just utterly revolting. The pet area has animal shit for fallen autumn leaves. You name it, dog shit, cat shit, bird shit, fish shit, then add a dash of dead/live roaches here and there plus a stream of filthy water and that's pretty much the ambiance. I loath going there not only because it's out of the way but because the stench and the stomach-turning ickiness all over the place is unbearable.

Dates

When I got home, I received a text message from a friend saying that she'd set me up on a date with a friend of her's. It's funny 'coz last night I was just whining to her how unenjoyable my date last Saturday was. ---Yes, that's another date. We ate pizza, talked, and that's it. Period. No sparks there, no fireworks, nada.--- And now, she got me a new one. That made me laugh. I don't know though, I checked out my potential date's online profile and I'm not really pleased. No attraction whatsoever. I don't mean to be superficial but I believe there's gotta be enough physical attraction to get things started. I believe that's where the chemistry starts. What do you think? Anyway, I'm gonna try to make things smooth and veer away from an awkward situation. Nonetheless, I truly appreciate my friend's gesture.

That's it for now. By the way I've been reading Jessica Zafra's Twisted Travels. It's an okay read, almost done with it. It's just that sometimes I feel like I'm studying. Got it the other day when I went to the mall and shopped for toiletries, like those expensivo Lush ice blue and honey soaps, some protection and lubrication, hair wax and brownies. Ciao.

Pictionary

Two completely different pictionaries in one day. I know the last one is fun, family and fab (?). This one is fucked. Oh please, I don't even have to explain.

Somebody had loads of fun the other night.

Gross?

Loves it.

Hahahahahahahah...

Have to scram. I'll try to get some sleep. Got work later.

Pictionary

These pix are long overdue but what the hell.

This is what my Mom and Dad spent for me when they visited the capital of Las Islas Filipinas- cosmo Manille:

2 shirts from Topman
1 pair pants from Topman
1 shirt from Zara
3 pairs of sock from Puma
1 sando undershirt from Bench
1 brief from Bench

It's not a lot but I love them all. Plus I had grand time shopping with my parents. I really am so glad Mom and Dad are also into shopping. The whole family is actually.

I know I'm earning already. They're both aware though that I'm paying a lot for the bills and the rent so they treated me out to a little shopping and I treated them to dinner and Starbucks. That was fun.

Some brands I like/love:

I miss my parents. I miss home. I miss my brother and sisters. I miss my cousind. I miss my friends. Ugh. Whatever.

A Page From My Human Diary

hey bitch. i hate you! why were you not responding earlier when i needed you most? i met up with **** and the ass is absolutely not my type. the jerk said he's twenty-fucking-six but he looks a decade older. i swear to god i'm so freakin' stupid. anyway, it's ok i guess. he doesn't seem to show that much interest either. he did however make me libre- dinner and cab fare, while i paid for our starbucks. gawd. i dunno if i'm annoying you but you're my friend right? hahah... oh well, this baby is once again playing the wide open field. i know we're looking for different things there but i'll see you in the playground. hope we find our individual serious playmates. or something like that. anyway, i just had sex with another stranger. it's better to talk about all this on the phone though so... till then. keep in touch. and pls let me know you're still breathing there. GAWD. i've been calling and you're never picking up. you take care. hello to cuppy cake, your pot belly pig. arn-arn the arwana also says hi.

---I just sent this msg to a very dear friend. I don't know why I'm posting it here but whatever. What the hell. Anyway, I'm too tired to explain and blab so bye. Nighters.

Depression 3

I honestly don't know what to say. My housemates are not sleeping at our place tonight because they both have individual affairs to deal with, while I'm stuck there with the cleaning lady who's staying over 2 nights a week to do make our lives better. Ugh. It's annoying that I haven't been getting it on lately. If I want, I would've gotten a lot I mean there ARE invitations. I just haven't given in. All because I'm trying to get this serious relationship thing a shot. And but the one I have is far from serious, I can't even say that there IS actually a relationship. There might be something brewing but it's irritating the hell out of me. It's like we're stuck in some sort of gray area and we don't know where else to go. We've tried to move a few steps to figure things out and finalize whatever it is that we have but we keep screwing it up. And I'm not talking about screwing it up like dirty screwing it up. Not at all. Unfortunately.

Anyway, enough with that. I'm having commitment/relationship problems/confusion. Period.

I'm not going to waste precious bytes and minutes ranting about worthless crap anymore. Let me go ahead and surf away and hopefully feel better afterwards. Bye.

P.S.
Has anyone else heard of Glytone? I read about it thru bryanboy.com. I'm interested in trying it.

Fathers' Day

I have a headache. That's why I have to make this short.

Yesterday, my parents, brother and nephew arrived town. My brother and nephew flew off to the states at10 PM. While I went shopping with my Mom and Dad today, Fathers' Day. Got a little teary-eyed when my brother. We're not really emotionally but I like him and I will surely miss them both. My first and only (immediate) nephew is soooo adorable. I miss him already.

Anyway, like I said, went out with my parents to day who are here in town. They went with my brother and nephew to Manila to make them hatid and they took the chance to visit me. We shopped, using their card of course! Hahahah... It was fun. Mom and I split the bill cos I wanted to sort of treat them out since I'm already earning. Would have paid for the entire bill but Mom insisted, which is a good thing otherwise I would have broken my budget. Bubba Gump is not exactly a cheap resto so the food is expectedly great, matching the cost.

We also went grocery shopping. We'll visit Mall of Asia tomorrow and probably get a few more stuff.

As I've mentioned, I have a headache. Gotta go and get some shut-eye. Nighters.

Sickening, Stupid, Cheesy Affair

Hi. I'm a little febrile right now. I'm also a little pissed off. See, the empending romance that left me crying twice already went back this week, which is supposed to be awesome right? Not really. The twat is as insensitive as a rock. I hate it. I'm thinking that may actually be one of the reasons why I'm sick right now--love sick? Eww.

Okay, I'll be honest. It's been a really long time since I've last said 'I LOVE YOU' to anyone like romantically. Until yesterday of course. It' pretty patetic this "thing." Whatever. I want to hope things will work out well for the both of us but I don't know if that's possible. Gawd, what's up with me? I'm starting to think I'm so desperate I'm settling for this inconveniently, unconventionally, pathetically romantic relationship. It's a tragedy.

I'm confused. Just talking about this makes me sick even more. By the way, I've been catching on my sleep lately, it's crazy. I've slept for like fifteen hours in the last 24 hours.

Fireworks

I don't know what the occasion was, but there were fireworks all over town last night. It was spectacular. I dunno but it gave me a really great feeling as if I'm a kid again or something. Cheesy huh? Not sure but maybe it's due to the fact that I got romantically offended again for the nth time? Whatev. The fireworks display was just really beautiful nonetheless. I couldn't help but take photos.We're at the 26th floor so have a pretty good view of the city.

(The camera was running out of charge so I didn't have time to adjust the settings to capture the scene properly)

Before we I end this pictionary, let me throw one big cheeseball that's been in my mind since yesterday. "It ended even before it started."

How's that? Nighters.