February 2012
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“The only choices worth making are those you arrived at yourself. The only goals...”
January 2012
2 posts
Can we step away from the game for a bit, and realize that this isn’t some silly plaything. We play not with tiny pieces on a chessboard; we play with people. Our decisions aren’t made by the roll of a die, and we certainly aren’t constrained by squares on a board. Because ultimately, you have to realize that falling in love isn’t all about the moves you make, or the strategy you’ve taken. It’s...
December 2011
13 posts
Merry Christmas To All
Just wanted to wish everyone (or whoever even bothers to read this thing) a Merry Christmas from the Philippines. Right now, I might be chilling with the family, but I’m still thinking about the ones I’ve still got back home. Hope all your holiday wishes come true. Miss you all. :) Cheers.
“She’s like a vinyl record. Without her scars, she would not sing the song...”
Ever Have That Moment...
… while you’re riding on public transit, and you see an older individual of the same sex. With a similar facial structure, height, and build. And apparently same ethnicity. They then proceed to stare you right in the eyes, and smile. Then you feel some sort of odd kinship with them.
Like some weird familiarity.
And then in your head, you’re like: “HOLY SHIT. THAT’S...
Never Good Advice
I find that often, I’m the type of guy who always has an answer for everything. Give me a problem, I can probably offer some kind of solution. Easy. Not even a problem man.
But when it comes to myself, it’s always such a struggle. If a friend were in the same position, I might have something to say. But I never seem to have an answer for myself. It might be hypocrisy, or just...
Let Me Out
Let me out into that great, big world. Let me see the world’s treasures. See all the sights she has to offer. I just want to see what real beauty is.
I’ve been to one end of the world and back, and yet it all feels so small.
Show me Rome. Show me Egypt. Let me see Rio de Janiero, Shanghai, and Berlin. I don’t care, just get me out there. I thirst for the feeling of travel.
I...
Question...
… If I’m sitting here looking at architecture blogs, is this considered studying?
I want to say yes. :3
You are evanescent chrysalis Devourer of worms Birther of butterflies. You are ever-numbing winter. Frigid bereaver of sense. Ridder of ill-feelings betwixt kin. You are the death of me today. But tomorrow, you will find me alive.
I Read This Somewhere The Other Day...
… and I realized that it’d be a great mantra to live your life by:
“What would the best version of yourself do?”
Can you imagine that? Whenever you’re in a bind, or you feel like you want to give up, you just think about what your ‘ideal you’ would do, and you… do it.
Maybe it just resonates more with me because I’m the type of person who...
Note to self: If you’ve got a huge project due the next day, it’s never a good idea to take a two hour break for a small drinking session with friends. Though, I guess that should have been obvious enough in the first place.
It'd be awesome
to be able to be irresponsible for a change, and not have to care about school, or promises, or expectations, or anything of that nature at all.
Well, maybe not so much awesome. But it’d be a welcome relief.
November 2011
20 posts
Creative Personal Projects.
I’ve noticed that I’ve got a lot of projects that I’ve started but not really finished. Kinda disappointed with myself, because now that I don’t really have the time to spare, it’s making me realize how much time I really wasted. In fact, the Oversoul project is going on its 3rd year now, and it’s still pretty far from completion. I’m sure if I were...
Architecture Life
If you’re getting adequate sleep…
You’re doing it wrong.
“No, I don’t stop eating when I’m full. The meal doesn’t end...”
– Louis C.K.
Completely Contrary
Although contrary to my previous post, I couldn’t shake these thoughts.
These long days spent working on homework or studying always make me wonder why I’m doing this to myself. Why I work myself dead today, for the promise of a better tomorrow.
Why not just be happy today, and then happy tomorrow? Possibly the next day after that? I mean, I don’t think that’s so hard to...
The worst part about homework
is motivating yourself to start in the first place. Gotta get on this shit.
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“Blood rains down from an angry sky! My cock rages on! My cock rages on!”
– Gannicus - Spartacus, Gods of the Arena
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“Step down quickly, you who block my ascent. For I am destined to elevate myself...”
Still not getting used to that 5 AM wake-up. I hit the snooze for an hour straight. Consistently.
Why don’t I just set my alarm to 6 AM, I wonder?
Been thinking about it… and I think I’ll be going swimming every weekend.
I wish it were for fun, but really it’s for a workout. I need cardio.
I hate running.
Really want to get in better shape. Want to be able to run for longer periods of time. Or well, be active at all for longer periods of time.
Right now, I’m strong, fast, and explosive, but that’s about it. But without stamina, what’s the use of this strength?
I really wish I could go running daily. But between homework, long class hours, and a general lack of sleep, I’m...
Childlike Bravery
Having some spare time the other night, I decided to write a quick free-form poem on based on a thought I had earlier. I’m not sure if it’s one of my better works, but I love the premise.
“Childlike Bravery”
I remember when I was a kid, afraid of the monsters under my bed. I’d hide under the covers at night, because obviously the sharp claws and teeth of those...
On A Random Sidenote,
I’m going to try to post a lot more frequently. I feel like if I can get into some kind of routine with this blog, it’ll keep me more grounded.
God knows I need to be more grounded.
A Lot Less Trying; A Bit More Doing
Well, another birthday just passed. I guess that means I’m 20 now.
It used to be that when I had a birthday, I’d spend it celebrating. But I find that today, it feels less of a reason to celebrate, and more one that calls for reflection. No worries, I don’t intend to get too sappy and depressing. What follows are good things. Promise.
For those who I haven’t personally...
October 2011
2 posts
Architecture and Hygiene
I find that when I’m working on projects, I usually find excuses for myself to step away from my work for a second, and just breathe. Usually though, I find myself going to the bathroom to either take a shower, or brush my teeth.
I swear, my body is cleanest, and my breath is at its freshest while I’m working on an architecture assignment.
Some days, I notice something that smells like it’s burning outside my window. I panic for a bit.
But then I remember that I’m in the Philippines, and that it’s probably barbeque.
Yeah.
September 2011
4 posts
An odd memory returned to me last night. Sorting through thoughts of what I’d like to do in the future led me to think about what it was in the past that I had wanted. I started thinking about childhood aspirations.
I remember I wanted to be a lot of different things. I wanted to be a fireman. A policeman. An astronaut. A rock star (I remember this one really fondly. I was about five years...
Things to do when a typhoon hits, cutting your power, and effectively stranding you in your tiny-ass dorm (not unlike a prison cell, under these circumstances):
Sleep. (A lot.)
Clean your room.
Clean your closet.
Re-read the readings for that test you would’ve had if classes weren’t cancelled.
Flip through your textbooks, but not actually study.
Go over the amount of homework...
Crumpled up in a mess on your bed. Is this how you saw yourself seven months ago? Seven months ago when you left your home, your friends, and practically everything you loved behind? Is this what you made your sacrifices for? To be a broken man, resigned to fail and run home, scraping at a chance for better footing.
You probably feel hopeless. You probably feel pathetic.
Stand up.
You...
August 2011
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July 2011
9 posts
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Just because everyone’s doing it now, I decided I’d make a note of some dreams of my own. You know, just to be a complete sheep and follow blindly.
The other night, I had this dream. It was such a nice and happy dream too. I was sitting in a huuuuuge room. And the room was full of cute little puppies.
And I ate until I was full. Yum.