Think Out Loud

'Hi! I missed you all!' We didn't miss you. 'I wish you were all there with me.' Hate to burst your bubble but the real world doesn't work that way. 'I'm blessed not to be part of the _% who weren't fortunate enough.' You're a hypocrite. 'Glad to see you're having a great time.' Since when?? 'I'm beat! My body's yada, yada, yada...'...

I just came home from work - home meaning this new dorm I got. Work was the same, as usual. It wasn't as boring as it was the past three days but it still has its many dull moments. I spent the entire day researching new topics for my scripts. I haven't done any scriptwriting yet. I want to finish all the research...

Mikey Bustos you just made my day! ...

This prophecy was delivered unexpectedly by Cindy Jacobs and extemporaneously last October 27, 2001. -I am shaking everything that can be shaken so that no man can glory in what I will do.For I have waited for a generation that I could raise up a purity and a holiness in.And I am raising up firebrands!There is a forerunner anointing coming upon the youth...

I asked myself that question this morning and I thought I would be able to achieve it, no matter how difficult it may seem. And fortunately, I was right about one thing: it is hard. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to achieve it. Even before work started, complaints started gushing out of my mouth that it was already too late when I realized it....

I don't have any money at the moment but if granted, I wish to study again. I'm thinking of taking new courses that would broaden my knowledge and use it on things that matter. So here's a shortlist of studies I'm planning to take when I finally have the money: 1. Photography 2. Archeology 3. Journalism 4. History 5. Filmmaking ...

They say money makes the world go round. Without money, you'll barely survive. But it's also been said that money can't buy you everything... which is true. In this Vanity Magazine article I found on Twitter, I found out that if there is one thing money can't buy, it's culture. And the country of Dubai proves that. Here's an excerpt of the article...

i know this is extremely pointless, but i refuse to believe that Thia Megia is better than Charice. they both have different singing styles. while Charice belts out like Whitney, Thia is more like Lea Salonga. While Charice battles it out with her powerful pipes, Thia is more Disney - you know, everyone singing what you can sing. i'm not thrilled with this...

My boss will be heading to Japan for a joint medical emergency aid with Operation Blessing International. It's like Ache all over again, complete with the aftershocks and people in terrible distress. I wonder if OBI needs writers and photographers there... Cover survival stories and show how much help is needed... ...

There was a time when I was in sixth grade that I drove a lot of my classmates almost on the edge with my simple naughtiness. Now don't get me wrong. I was a well-behaved kid back then and never got into silly cat fights. But there was this time when I could not help but be naughty with my classmates even though...

one thing about working in a humanitarian organization that specializes on emergency aid is that when disasters strike, you become so overly aware about it. you become so engrossed to take in even the smallest details that you never took seriously before. it makes you feel a bit panicked in a way but, ironically, should be the last thing you should feel. responding to...

One of the things I wish to fulfill now that I'm living near my workplace is to improve on my blog. Since the beginning of time, I'm putting up nothing but nonsense here, lol. Now I don't want to be known as a nonsense person even if I do tend to rant about nonsense things (that's why it's called a rant). But anyhow,...

It's my first night here in my new rented room in Pasig. What a relief. No more scurrying with commuters. No more increasingly long walks. No more standing for 2 hours in the bus. More importantly, no more waking up early in the morning. I am so not a morning person. I hope my stay in this place would be well, peaceful, and...

This morning, I woke up with a horrifying thought. I'd be 25 in two years and then I'll be 30 five years after that. And sometime before thirty or after thirty, I might get married. The thought chilled me. No more single "freedom", single "independence", and singles night out. But my fears were assuaged when my rationality returned and was reminded that in...