March 2011
25 posts
Mid-afternoon nostalgia break! [via Matt Stopera]
Don’t stop
Never give up
Hold your head high and reach the top!
Let the world see what you have got
Bring it all back to you
(Bring it all back now)OH MY GOD I LOVE SCLUB 7
FANTASTIC!
“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”
— Louis de Bernières (via awarewolves)
The moment when you start obsessing over something and you want to talk about it all day but can't because other people don't understand.
shoot shoot bang bang: naiinggit ako sa mayayaman na mayroong oportunidad at kakayahang pampinansyal na sundin ang gusto nilang gawin sa buhay.... →
invisiboy.tumblr.com
Nothing can set you free quite like the knowledge that you will never ever be broke. Not really.
While you might not have enough cash every once in awhile to jet off to Palawan or buy the newest Apple iThing, worrying whether you can afford to keep the lights on for another month is an entirely…
To buy, or not to buy shades?
Anyway…will work now.
Bye!
I sent an email to one of my professors back in college and this is how he remembers me.
Well, yeah, I was always seated at the back row and never talked to anyone unless they spoke to me. You know the kind of students that have lots of friends because they usually gain one or more in every new class; or the ones who always answered and asked a lot of questions? I’m not like that.
Maybe that’s why a lot of people think I’m a snob, but, whatever. I like being quiet and, back then, it’s either I listen to my professor or daydream.
I proudly (?) lived the life of an invisible student.
