On Boxes...

Why does everybody live in a box?

As people get more responsibilities in life, ( get a job , a career, an apartment, a car, a relationship, get pregnant....) it seems that we confine ourselves to smaller spaces.

This is my box:

House, mall, laundry, grocery, house.
House, Italianni's/Kitchen/Pasto's/Bubba Gump, Magnum/Havana, movie, Coffee Bean, house.
Work, mall, house.
Work, bank, Coffee Bean, house.
Work, Grappa's, house.
Work, Coffee Bean, house.
Work, Athena, Malate and/or Timog, house.

How does your box look like?

On Coffee...

This has been and will always be my one true love...

What will the world be like without coffee?

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and then comes

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and more

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and then you die!

On Restlessness...

This must be the most agonozing day of the week....

I can't wait to get out of the office and just chill with my beer... everybody has been texting and calling.... they are all out drinking and I am here typing this post....

This is my loser moment.... wipe that fucking smirk off your face... I too am human and yes, I have to admit I have some moments.... come on... the world would be too unfair if I were always perfect... but wait...

I gotta go!!!! Jayce is here and there's a Sale at A Different Bookstore....

Then again... I may not really have a loser moment after all!

I still am Perfect!!!

On Pink...

What is it with pink now a days? It is literally everywhere! I'd say figuratively too but my sisters might slap me unconscious!

Is it the season? Is it a fashion statement that everything should be oh so gory... what I mean is oh so girly...

I have nothing against pink, in fact I use it to conjure friendships. But seeing it everywhere I go?!! Is it a curse? Is this my karma for not wearing pink when I was a kid?

I was your typical Daddy's little girl who'd wear shirts and shorts, jumpers, corduroy everything!!! Skirts... hmmm... honestly, I do not remember if I owned one! Or it's just one of those selective memory thingees that you forget the bad things that happen to you!

Just think about it. Why pink? Not everybody looks good in pink... not everybody likes pink!

Here are my thoughts:

1. Pink fashion is a subtle way to telling every man (yes, the other species) that we still dominate. We are in control. Fashion is a given, the business, the marketing, the design, the numerous ways by which pink is infused in our day to day existence. This may come in the form of anything and everything that has physical contour.

2. Pink is everywhere because most of the Filipinos are now fair skinned thanks to all the whitening products available, making them pseudo-meztisos and pseudo-meztisas. They all sport a pink fashion to flaunt their success story with their respective whitening product.

3. Pink is a symbol of being gentle, sweet and passive... as opposed to red the color of aggression. Is it a conspiracy of the government and the business sector to subconsciously pacify the people's socio-political angst? Flashing pink everywhere enhances the energy of submissiveness, hence our people finding it longer to build aggression, and subversive action.