Im not really from the Philippines, my country is apparently an unidentified dot somewhere in the recesses of Asia. What you are about to read may give you the impression that I have an attitude problem, but really, im just a harmless drunk.
I am neurotic, amicable, and demiurgic
What I’m doing with my life
life is empty.
Im waiting for someone to disagree.
Perhaps that may bring out the best in me.
Curses, it all rhymes... guess that makes me some sort of obtuse suess.
I’m really good at
I used to love drawing, music and television. But it all seems so insipid now.
The first things people usually notice about me
That I look interested.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
(a)books: Jin Yong novels, general history, kafka, for better or for worse, ancient issues of archie, thomas harris... thats all I can name-drop for now.
(b)movies: I enjoy both sarcasm and slapstick, favourites including the naked gun, scrubs, blackadder, house, euro trip, the ring, kill bill vol1, bad santa... does video-taping my neighbours count as a movie?
(c)music: mew, l'arc en ciel, the cure, movie soundtracks, deftones, chinese orchestra, HIM, morrissey, suede, NERD, certain shakira dashboard and new order songs, nirvana, pheonix, the starting line, underoath and the list goes on...
The six things I could never do without
stationary, music, humor, my parents, perception, eyesight.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
whether i left the stove on.
On a typical Friday night I am
its rather extreme. Im either watching tv and drawing or grinding at my favourite club.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I used to like the spice girls.
You should message me if
you are high.