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the president of the Republic of the Philippines

Pres. Ninoy Aquino III

 I draw this one 2 weeks before the voting proper. I just saw some of his election posters at a sidewalk and so i get some. after reading the platforms, i decided to sketch his face to kill the time while i was waiting for my friend to arrive. I am not a Ninoy fanatic honestly. I didn't even vote him for that matter. but, since his now the new elected president, it's my responsibility as a citizen of this weird country inhabited by weird people to help him and take part in its development. :)

the TINY, LONG-LEGGED, SWINGING creature

hey i did something frustrating and foolish last night, well, actually, i do this many times already. and i don't know why, though it's so frustrating and it makes me look like a fool. i still do it.

it is really a struggle for me to get some sleep because, i just can't sleep. i am agrypnotic (insomniac) and i don't know how to drag myself to sleep without bashing myself on the wall. due to this frustrating sleeping disorder that constantly deprives me with the leisure and normality of a human sleep, this helped me to read my books, write, and make my artistic works at night. in short, i'm a nocturnal being and it has nothing to do with my bulging eyes. not all nocturnal species have bulging big eyes like tarsiers and owls, and besides my eyes are just bulging but not big!

here is it:

last night, i didn't get some sleep because first: 1) i'm agrynoptic.. 2) i'm nocturnal 3) i have a bulging but not big eyes and 4) my lampshade was broken

thus, while waiting for mr.sleep to put me in slumber, i thought of activities that will rather entertain me and hopefully tire me. these includes the following:

1) planning on school domination

2) oh please i'm not dreaming of myself in a "cheessy" situation with a guy i always refuse to affirm as my crush because there are a lot of girls and boys who admire him and i'm trying to act nonchalant by not noticing him in school but the truth is i want to stand in front of him while he's walking towards me, and my hands voluntarily handing him a pink love letter sealed with a heart sticker. (*the legendary "ang-tanga-mong-tingnan" moment by jinny in "it started with a kiss" was handing a love letter to michael in front of the crowd and she was ignored by the arrogant cute cretin.) i won't do that, i'd rather take a suicide than prick my pride.

AND A LOT MORE CRAZY STUFFS I DID THAT ARE TOO CRAZY TO MENTION CAUSE IT'LL MAKE ME LOOK CRAZY...

so there i was, thinking of these craziness while staring at the ceiling where insects and arachnids are also starting to merge a colony and eventually were planning on house domination. which actually, i think will be possible because i'm too compassionate with these little ones and every time i plan to destroy there webs. i always caught myself in an odd predicament whether to do or not to do.

we are actually thinking similar sinister, i, school domination, them, house domination and i really think they will achieve it first because they are responsible and hardworking creatures. tsk. pathetic lazy human.

so, here it is, while i was staring. i saw these tiny little creatures swinging in the colony of spider webs. i stared, i sighed, i narrowed my bulgy eyes, and in an instant tiny neurons traveled the signals from my eyes through the chemical neurons going to my brain cells responsible for recognizing the little, long-legged, swinging creature in the ceiling.

after 1 minute.. 2 minutes... 3 minutes...4 minutes...(i'm starting to frustrate myself because i can't recognize the tiny, long legged, swinging creature and i think that they are staring and laughing back at me, because i'm a pathetic human and doesn't possess there intelligence...)

30 minutes last and still i'm trying to figure out there name. the word is on the tip of my tongue but i just can't .. can't .. can't figure the exact word!! after almost an hour frustrating and stressing myself out.... finally, i found the word.. the creature's name is ... HARVESTMAN. (*i think the tiny, long-legged, swinging creatures made a mental telepathy and gave me the word because they pitied me a lot. tsk.tsk.

after frustrating myself... stressing myself and acted like fool, it was indeed a relief to finally give the distinct name of the tiny, long-legged, swinging creature.

These arachnids are known for their exceptionally long walking legs, compared to body size, although there are also short-legged species.

haist,,,, what a night with the harvestmen.

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3-in-1...

I love 3-in-1 coffees though it tastes the same everyday. i think what really makes this coffee tastes special is when you think of someone special or you're on a very beautiful picturesque place or when you're trying to reflect on something or remembering something lovely, it could be an experience or an upcoming experience. it doesn't matter if it's only a three in one coffee bought on the store nearby, what really matters is the things you do, you see, you think, the place where you are, the person who you are with when your sipping that cup of 3-in-1 . :)

hmmm. i just finished my coffee, and how amazing that just a cup of this brought wonders in my system. :)

Please..Please don't...Please don't disturb!

   I'm dramatically setting myself up into writing something because a sheer ray of inspiration tapped my wearisome hands and put soul in it.    I was happily writing down everything that i may think of and i so damn love it because along the great mood bestowed upon me was a whole liter of creative juices that really turned my pen on and started writing. i was damn inspired that i don't know what to write first because streams of ideas are smoothly rafting on my head. whenever i'm on this serious trance-like mood in writing, i really.. really HATE to be disturbed. i condemn disturbances to black holes, i won't care if she's a tight as a bear hug close friend, or she's my brother or sister... I won't care. all i want is not to be disturbed when i'm writing. i just hell hate it.

   But my rapturous voyage with the pen and paper cut off when my so admirable, tight-handedly generous, inevitably nossy mother stepped inside the room with her big loud mouth giving orders, horsing me around, running me for an errand, complaining about the whole house trifles like they are the worst issues on earth, worst than the current economic dramatic downfall!

   Jinx! Jinx! Jinx! that was all i could curse under my mouth when i was doing all the TRIFLES she's ordering me about... i ran for the errand TWICE(!) for my forgetful grandmother( i should really consider the elders, it's an excuse.) forgot to mention vetsin when she's doing the long littany of what to be bought, so again, with temper flaring i went outside to buy the damn vetsin. after that, my admirable and annoying biological mother worst things out when she started toungue-lashing me about the unhunged and unfolded newly washed clothes delivered this morning. ergo, i put my hands on the shirts and pants and performed the most half-assed folding and hunging i ever done. after clearing all out, ironing all out, shutting my mom's mouth and temporarily ceasing her from heartlessly bossing me around.... FINALLY .. FINALLY.. i walked back to my silent sanctuary and started writing all over again.

   I'm doing my best to bring back the mood, i tried tuning into a bunch of heart-moving tear-provoking music on the skin of the planet...

and all it has done me is a long.. stare and sigh... i just realized, i was jaded down after all the chores i've done. haist.

- could i take her to court!?!?

-well, the problem about suing her is that she's your mother.

-hmmm... i think this is one of the many things i should compromise all because she's my mom, and i love her more than all my writings put together. tsk. . but mom please. . try to be considerate whenever i'm writing. ok?

thawing cyogenic days

The heart on cryogenic days are over.. yes, I'm officially setting the fire and thaw down ice glaciers fencing my heart. I believe i ought this to the book i just finished reading a while ago, and let me add the 3-in-1 coffee along with the reading. bad heart feeling days are gone and I'm too hot excited to fill up my days with warm love for myself, for the people i love, for the books i love to run my eyes through which i regretfully neglected during those days I'm not with myself. I'm so stirred to stretch my legs out of these fridge i slept. hmmm. what a wonderful lovely feeling this is! glad to be back!

Though the weather outside, a heavy rain is about to burst out on gray clouds, is seemingly uncooperative and unsympathetic with my current state of happiness.. damn with the weather?? no rain will chase off my jubilant mood! that's for sure! woot!

   Anyway, as i was saying, as what the first lines of this note was saying... gray days are over. I never thought that this won't ever happen, i am a person who always knows the art of moving on. so, the moment i sensed that something's not going on well with the both of us on the last days. I already prepared myself long before these whole thing happened. it means, since the day you're gradually giving hints that you're jadedly uninterested anymore, i am all out prepared. amazing how i easily coped up like nothing really happened, and say what, I'm not even pretending that all's fine because i mean it... all's fine.

   Now, tell you what, you don't have to feel guilty or conscientious.. you don't have to explain and excruciatingly elaborate about the whole big-bang-theory of the not-so-sudden declination... it's systematical.. it's anticipatable. .it's natural... it's as natural as the creation and declination of Chinese civilizations cycle... and i know, i know ,I'm obviously half-cynical.

   Beat the bad moods and skyrocket myself back to cloud 9!