30 things I love about you so far...

1. You send me cute text messages when I need them.
2. You call me weird names like Baby girl, Ms. Masungit, Sardinas ko, Sexy, Good lookin’, little girl, mio head and Ynaku.
3. You use crazy, corny and funny pick up lines on me.
4. You become adorably grumpy when you get jealous.
5. You assure me when I get jealous.
6. You kiss my nose and smugly say that I’m too short.
7. You satisfy and spoil me a lot.
8. You share your dreams, your nightmares even your silly fantasies.
9. You wrap your arms around me when we walk along the streets.
10. You cover my eyes, ask me to trust you and guide me when we stroll.
11. You give me a massage when my feet or back hurts.
12. You whisper to me the phrase “good night, I love you ________” and add whatever name you call me when we’re about to sleep.
13. You pull me closer to you when am asleep and hug me tight.
14. You often draw a caricature of me.
15. You give me unusual things that you know I’ll enjoy using.
16. You gave me two pieces of fountain pen coz you know I haven’t seen one yet.
17. You gave me a graphic pen and tablet coz you know I’ve been dying to have one.
18. You gave me my first Vans slip on shoes.
19. You smile when I look at you and whisper “I love you”.
20. You leave crazy and quirky notes on my doodle book.
21. You always tell me if it’s your first time.
22. You cook good food for me.
23. You eat the food I cook.
24. You surprised me on Valentines Day with Sashimi and Kimbap.
25. You pick flowers for me.
26. You play the guitar for me while I sing.
27. You remind me to save money.
28. You’re saving for a car.
29. You plan for our future.
30. You said let’s have a baby next year.

Tower of Doom

Designing for Tower of Doom Merchandise

July Launch

Move on

This is a response to someone who never stopped hating. I just can’t stand it anymore. Being bullied and ganged up on is too much. I never had the chance to defend myself nor respond to all of your posts so you won’t be haunted, hurt some more or whatnot but it’s too much.

I didn’t force myself to be liked nor loved. Not even begged for attention. I gave up for a second but he didn’t give up on me. So why would I give up then? I was happy and still happy so I really didn’t care before. I was sorry and asked for forgiveness but it’s useless so what the hell.

I am neither “good looking” nor “smart” like “you but I am not stupid. Impact 75, all caps and bold on stupid. I look like a guy, a matron, a pig etc according to you and your patrons. I wish you could all look at the mirror sometimes. I am not perfect nor will I ever be, but neither are you. I am human and susceptible to temptation. I bet you too. I was told you were.

I believe in Newton’s three laws of motion. The third law is a cycle. I got to taste mine and so will you. Inserting deep fried profanity here. That’s all.

Cute Peculiar Ways

I caught you staring at me so oddly with those hollow pits on your cheeks, I looked at you with my puzzled face asking what’s with the gaze, We burst into laughter with your tickles and my kicks, You make me fall for you everyday with your cute peculiar ways.

Cooking ng Yna mo.

“Take care, I love you, please lock the door, I’ll feed the dogs later, Zzzzzz…” that’s what he muttered after I kissed him goodbye. I rushed down the stairs and immediately checked the clock. It’s exactly 7 in the morning and I’m already late for work. Just Great! I grabbed last night’s pesto pasta left over inside the fridge, put it inside my bag and left a doodled note for him beside a canned Vienna sausage and a bottled Spanish sardines. In the note I said I’ll cook for him later. I am not a great cook but I promised to cook good food tonight. I started cooking December of 2012 and the first time was a nightmare. It was supposed to be spaghetti bolognese but it tasted like pasta with ground bitter gourd. I experimented too much by adding a ton of garlic paste. I’ve tried cooking kare-kare too and never dared doing it again. Imagine a kare-kare soup? Too much water I guess. Yes, lesson learned and it reminded me of the song “Too much” by the Spice Girls. So, every time I mess up, I always promise never to experiment and just follow whatever instructions I get in google or youtube. But I always break that promise. I still experiment by adding different spices to whatever I cook. I think I got the adventurous cooking side of me from my mom. I remember when she asked me to taste her fried malunggay leaves dipped in soy sauce and when she added star anise to all of her cooked dishes for a week that I don’t want to eat, smell or even see a star anise for a year. Even so, I still love her and her cooking. How will you know if your cooking is good? It’s when you get a “Yummmmm” and a smile after you let someone eat what you have cooked. It’s really a wonderful feeling if you get that response specially when you know that they’re not faking it. It motivates you and challenges you to cook something different and better next time. Last night I cooked pesto pasta from scratch. Tonight I will be cooking chicken masala and use the spices I got from him. He said it’s from a friend abroad. It’s time to experiment again! Wish me luck!

Evil Ink

He asked me to edit a picture.

Enhance, add, remove.

He stared at it for an hour at home.

Saved it in his phone and stared at it the whole day.

Then he tattooed it.

His hard work has paid off.

Congratulations My Sleepyhead! 

Final Poster

Done with the poster.

Should I cancel the flight?

Should I?

>_<

/gg

YES AM DONE!

WORK DONE.

Work in progress

Pending Poster

WIP

Need to finish while packing.

Procrastinate.

Dowanna leave...yet.

Unina

Ngirit man ning dikit iyo.

Maski anggutun na ikang maray.

Ngirit sana para maugma.

Ngirit.

Buaka

Maghiro kajan sa tinutukawan mong hamag ka.

Garuka nabaya kasta sa ginigibo mong an.

Iyuyan pigpili mo wedi iyo yan saimo.

Magpundo na ta nata garukana bua.

Fox you

Happiness is a choice.

I choose to be happy despite what's happening.

It's my choice to move on with my life.

It's my choice not to be stuck in the past.

It's my choice not to be in pain.

It's not true that "we don't have a choice" coz we do have them.

If you choose to be miserable then you will be one.

Today I will not be miserable... anymore.

I will be happy.

Moving on. Packing things.

Saying hello to the hot temp place called home :)

Subliminal Message

Let the beat take your soul to the placid skies,
Let the melody overcome your worries and fears,
Calm your nerves let it flow,
Close your eyes let it go,
Come closer and hold my hands,
I'll take you to where the rhythm is sweeter,
To a place where music consumes our distress,
Stay with me away from the turmoil and the restlessness,
You and I, together, until the end of this rune.