The Ghostwriter World

Stuff that are not actually supposed to be here, but are here nonetheless.

Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody — no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds… Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.

Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 5: A Game of You  (via hanna-patricia)

And here’s why I write, and encourage others to write.

And how I discovered the contraception myths of standing up or killing a rabbit. Seriously. Read A Game of You. 

Also, Wanda is an amazing character. Thanks neil-gaiman

(Source: thegoodvibe.co, via hanna-patricia)

Good night, people.

Good night, people.

Working Like It’s College Again

Way back in college, I used to do a lot of art related stuff. Had a hand at painting (read: vandalizing walls in protest of tuition fee increases), film (read: skits for English drama classes), and sculpture (read: Plasticine-on-wire-skeletons, quickly destroyed after having them submitted for grading). The art forms that I really loved were Literature and Comics (writing and drawing).

I finished a 22-page webcomic  during my free time (there was a huge flood at the time. I was bored. I binged on writing, drawing, and editing). I wrote some short stories in a  series. Terrible stuff. Started to play guitar as well.

Fast forward to years after graduation.

I still get to do painting (read: splatter paint on props and faces), film (read: documentation of school activities, and sculpture (read: build random figures for classrooms),

I still draw comics. The school paper asked me to do a one-page strip. I still write stories, only this time for grammar lessons. And, the computer teacher and I formed a shitty band.

It’s like college all over again.

No Earth performing The Eraserheads’ “Huling El Bimbo”

Erwin - Vocals

Joyce - Vocals

Cesar - Vocals and Guitar

Me - Guitar

Dexter - Drums

We coincidentally all wore blue themed costumes that day.

We coincidentally all wore blue themed costumes that day.

The official title of the skit is “Frozen Kombat”.
We all had fun making this.
We all had fun performing this.
The audience had fun watching this.
Hoping you do as well.

Elsa: Trisha
Sub-Zero: McLloyd (replacing Nebo, who got injured the day before the contest. Hoping he gets well soon.)
Assistants: Kint and Hanna
Director and Writer: Me
Sub-Zero Costume: RJ Santos
Elsa Costume: Some random seamstress Trisha hired. I don’t know who.

You came to the wrong neighborhood, sweetheart.

You came to the wrong neighborhood, sweetheart.

I want this on my door.

I want this on my door.

Broken Earphones and Broken Dreams

Broke my Phillips earphones last Thursday. I was at a bookstore, and knelt to get to a lower shelf. When I stood up, the left wire got caught on my knee. Snap. Too bad. It was only a year old too.

In desperate need for a replacement, I checked for any of my old phones’ free earphones. I found my old Cherry Mobile ones, but they’re not compatible with my phone. I need ones for my daily commute to anywhere.

Went to CD-R King, the land of cheap electronics. There was, before me, a tall wall of earbuds, earphones, head sets, and other aural organ paraphernalia. I eyed the cheapest ones, worth PhP25.00. The white ones, since they are rather low profile. However, there was a set just below it worth PhP40.00. They looked almost the same, except for the flat wires and the letters L and R on each bud. They performed the same.

So, I bought the cheaper ones, since I am a cheap little bastard, and wrote “L” and “R” over the brand’s insignia. I am not expecting them to last longer than a month.

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