I know that the summer has put another mound of pressure to be skinny or at least to somehow look better in a swimsuit. So for those of you breaking your backs for that more toned physique, here’s something to think about.
My Strong Opinion
If I died tonight
I think it’s a lie each time people say they can die now and they’d be okay with it. I think a person will always wonder what happened next when he/she died. How people reacted. How they looked. How they were buried. What were given away and left behind. Everything remains a wonder to a person even if he/she has already passed away.
The most difficult death I have ever had to live through was my grandfather’s. To date, I cannot talk about it without tearing up. It was just so devastating that I cannot imagine losing anyone else. And I can’t talk about it anymore because I am at work.
So yeah. If I die tonight, I want everyone to listen to Coldplay and wear something gray. I think out of all the colors, I’ve come to love gray the most. It looks so somber. Green is a close second. I am just assuming that the grass would be so lush when I am buried, so I won’t really miss it.
But really how many will cry? How many will not visit? How many will choose to give flowers? Who will choose to spend the night? It’s a question of sorts and I will be surprised if you have not asked these questions yourself.
It’s a pensive Monday morning, folks. I think it’s because the sun is frying my brain each time I walk out and I am beginning to think I can seriously die just waiting for the stoplight to change. Makati needs more trees.
Dead Letter 2
Hi. I am happy for you.
I think that’s the thing that I’ve always meant to say. To be honest, I have always felt I did you some sort of injustice, like I never was the person you deserve. You were too good for me; I was not good enough for you. So you see, I am happy for you.
It has been that long since I last saw you with such elation. And I am happy for you. You were a good friend to me, even if I can barely say the same about myself to you. You deserve to be as happy as you are. And I’m glad you took the time to be.
And I am happy for you, my dear, dear friend. The years between knowing each other were lost at some point, and it’s not really entirely on fate. I avoided you and I should not have. After all, judging by the way you knew me then and the way we talked, you were one of the closest people in my life.
And my dear dear friend, thank you for being happy for me too.
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Fight for good grammar!
I am always depressed when I encounter really bad grammar. I mean who wouldn’t be? The mere fact that there’s text speak and there’s actually a growth rate in Jejemons already pisses me off. Come on! Marlowe, Shakespeare, Bronte, Alcott, Tolstoy… These people wooed and serenaded men and women through time. These people are just some of the classics, the greats. And it’s not because they SPoKE LYk a JEjem0NSTER P0Wh. JaJaJaJa~ p0WH.
So please fight for good grammar, spelling and diction! And punctuation! It’s a very important fight.
Context matters a lot.
It makes for a really good point too.
REVIEW: Thor
Dylan and I were supposed to catch Thor on opening day, but apparently, that was what everyone had planned. We had to push it back a few more days. However, even if we watched in 5 days after it’s first release, I just have to say, Filipinos are such movie freaks. I mean really! The theatre I looked into was sold out at 12 noon! And I thought I had a good plan.
Good thing, I still managed to get seats for us. I don’t want the hassle of falling in line, so this is the part where I thank SureSeats! :)
So… moving on…
Dylan had to give me a breakdown of Nors mythology. Thor is the god of thunder, Loki is the god of mischief, Odin is fantastic papa. Hahahaha. Sorry Babe. Some things didn’t stick. Don’t worry; I’ll look it up later.
SPOILER ALERT. SPOILER ALERT. SPOILER ALERT.
the salt of your skin 