long time, short time

(wala lang akong maisip na title, hehe)

i really wish i had more time to waste on my blog. the pink layout is beginning to annoy me. then again, i've been extra moody these past few days. not to mention extra matakaw (yesterday's lunch: beef with mushrooms + rice + 3 cheese panini from Deck) ugh. at napapadalas na kami sa mang jimmy's dahil sa balara project. i'm actually glad i gained at least 5 lbs but i was looking at myself in the mirror last saturday and thought: kadiri, baboy na naka-leotards. (did i mention i've been taking ballet since july? well, now you know.)

resolution (that i doubt will hold for even a day): no more dessert for me.
and, coach, 'wag kang BI. ;p

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picking up from one of our "serious" discussions, i think poets and writers aren't paid (or recognized, if at all) as b-ball players because it is more rewarding to know that we (yeah, i wish) ACTUALLY contribute something of significance to humanity. basketball legends may live on in the hearts of their fans (sounds sappy but i bet it's true) but writers leave words and works that will undoubtedly reach far beyond recognition and awards.

hmm, am i making sense? somebody PLEASE tell me how to add people and a tag board to my blog. i can be such an idiot. shut up. don't comment on that.

~mwah~