fuckyeahrandomstupidities:

Expectations

Reality:

Me:

(Source: theepichumor, via stillisjake)

I shouldn’t be blogging right now. I have a list of people to ring for work. But somehow, ever since I started blogging back in high school (4 years back), the only time I have something to type about is when I have heaps to do. This is where time management steps in. Good luck to me.

Goodness gracious! It took me a while to unearth (after trying to remember what my username was, trying all the names I could think of and finally getting that “-” in place) my LJ account. I’m not gonna try to log in ‘cause I really don’t remember my password.

http://illicit-utopia.livejournal.com

I stumbled upon a birthday greeting for Macky dated October 7, 2006. It made me sad all over again. I would have probably seen him more often now compared to before cause I go to the South more often. I would have probably dragged him along when Lancer would invite us for drinks in the South. And probably this Saturday too for James Bent’s despedida. I miss how he randomly calls me in the middle of something important and I’d have to whisper “dude! Text you in a bit. I’m in class pa. K. Bye.” or randomly bumping into him while he smokes in front of EGI. I wish I knew what was going on during his last few weeks. I wish I replied to him the day before he passed even if it’d cost me P2.50. I wish he kidnapped me before like he said he would and take me to the South for a day and “tour” me around. I wish we had more drunk moments.

Crap, this is depressing.