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This is my home base. This is where I want you to go because this is a big part of understanding who I am and what I do.

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ayan na.

August.

At para sa continuation ng UP hopes/frustrations ko…

Tumawag ako kanina sa UPLB. Pinapapunta doon sa September 5 para sa admission-related stuffs para next sem.

Oh well. My readers know how much I love UP, how much I love UPLB. 

Huhuuu =((( Gusto ko mag elbi super.

Kaso ang predicament nalang ngayon, nahihirapan na akong papayagin si Mama :(

Nakakaiyak. UP kasi yun </3

Di ko nalang maexplain. Di ko na alam. Haaaay :(

Ang sarap ma-in love sa mga taga-UP!

Dito kasi, sure ka na matalino and/or talented lahat ng makikilala mo sa kanya-kanyang field, tapos karamihan, sobrang babait pa and ang astig ng sense of humor. Pwede mong makausap tungkol sa mga sobrang random na mga bagay like yung existence ng unicorns, hanggang sa deepest relevant issues, such as DAP and PDAF crap. Bonus na lang yung mayayaman at yung mga magaganda’t gwapo, na sobrang dami din naman.

Alam ko namang may mga ganto rin sa ibang schools, pero sobrang iilan lang kasi yung may ganyang ‘almost perfect’ combination. Yung iba kasi, puro paganda, puro pa-cute, puro yaman, puro patawa, at puro yabang lang naman, pero wala naman talagang binatbat (ang cute ng word na to hihi binatbat binatbat binatbat). Hindi ito isang ‘schoolist’ post to discriminate other schools ha, na-amaze lang talaga ako sa mga taga-UP. Dito kasi, walang “hanggang looks” lang kumbaga, lahat may laman, lahat may pakialam, at lahat ng tao dito competent. Pati sa pag-ibig 

-I <3 Iskos and Iskas, 2013, Arts & Letters

(c) The Diliman Files

Very well said. *clap clap*

My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel—it is, before all, to make you see.

If you were standing right beside me, you probably would have heard my heart breaking. It would have sounded like the cracking of a wooden bat connecting with a baseball. No, that was too clean of a break. It would have sounded like rain from a powerful thunderstorm pounding on a tin roof. Millions of drops relentlessly pounding away on the surface until it shattered into billions of tiny pieces. Pieces he couldn’t put back together by himself.

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