Happy Birthday!!!!
Salamat kuya Albert!
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Happy Birthday!!!!
Salamat kuya Albert!
You are not your midnight thoughts. You are not the 12 am that feels like drowning as dark envelops the shades of your eyes. You are more than those times when you tried to battle with drowsiness because of the deadliest deadline the morning after. You are not the suicidal voice that whispers in your ears when the clock says it’s already 1 am. You are not regrets that knock when 2 am arrives and you feel like you missed and wasted so much of times. You are not depression that hits you as the wind blow colder in 3 am, when you think that the world is having fun while you are stuck in you damn lonely bed for two and have nothing but your body and pillows. You are not the dreams gone by when you realize that it’s already 4 am and that you are tired of being awake but still can’t close your eyes fearing of the nightmares of the dawn. You are not your tears when you can’t hold it in anymore when the time falls 5 am and the breeze reminds you of being alone, and your blanket is too huge for solo sleep, while the space on your bed longs for another body. You are not sadness that strikes at 6 am when you see the street lights through your window slowly turning off and joggers on the street start running. You are not the rush 7 am brings when you force to fix yourself to dwell with morning after the sleepless night with only coffee as your therapy.
/ Insomnia(You are not those nights), Albertus
3.2.2016
I went to Makati yesterday to meet some prospective ~“sponsors”~ for TSAMU that turned out into a get together along with other Tumblristas. After having our dinner, we supposed to go home but we’re still energetic so we went to BGC and spend at least an hour or two just sitting there, talking about how much we missed each other (even if the last time I saw them was just last week). Hahahaha! Then Mike and I decided to go home with Albert in Cavite and spend the whole night talking about random things in life. Yeah. I really had fun with them. This is a good way to start the Month, bonding with my friends. Good old times.
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wow, you're words are great :D If I will be throwing you a crumpled paper what will you do?
I will not allow anyone to throw a piece ofcrumpled paper on me, so if that happens, I would look at you in a manner youhave never imagined me to do. My next action depends on how you will respond tome. If…
1. You show certain emotion, I will give youa moment to explain why you did such action. If you convince me that I deserveit, I will leave you with my closing response – whatever is that, I cannot sayfor now; But if your justification, at the first place, is not just, expect meto pick up the paper, grasp your neck towards my annoyed face using my lefthand, and vehemently put the paper inside your mouth. Finally, my last word foryou would be “Welcome.”
2. You show no response, or maybe that is yourresponse. I will take a deep breath and look at the crumpled paper. For amoment, I will allow myself to reflect. Hereafter, I will pick it up, turn itinto an origami crane, and return it to you.
Thanksfor asking, Sir.
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