How often do you watch a movie?
At least three times a month. Sometimes more, rarely less.
What movie genre are you particularly fond of?
What was the last movie that you’ve watched and liked?
What was the last movie that you’ve watched and hated?
Wala naman. I didn’t like Cats, but I wouldn’t say I hated it.
What is your most favorite movie of all time?
My go-to answer used to be Christopher Nolan’s Memento. I haven’t watched it in a long time though, so I’m not sure if I will still like it today.
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1. Do you listen to music everyday?
2. One band you always come back to?
3. What is/are your favorite song(s) at the moment?
“2020” by Great Good Fine Ok
4. What’s your Spotify?
Hanapin n’yo na lang.
5. Top 3 played songs?
“Motion Sickness” by Phoebe Bridgers
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“Hanggang sa Muli” by Kenyo
“Makahiya” by Ang Bandang Shirley
It is almost 2am on a Monday and I have just completed all my tasks for Sunday but I still feel like writing a post before I finally, finally go to sleep — so currently I am
reading Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata, which I would probably finish tonight (this morning) while I wait for Sleep to kick in;
writing this post and a bazillion other things for school and for work;
listening to my “Panggabi” playlist;
thinking that I am too tired to think about anything right at this moment;
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Here’s another easy Sunday post that I got from InkBlots and IceBergs.
What type of writing do you do?
I write on this blog, I have a part-time writing job, and I also write and draw comic strips on my sketchpad.
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I have a presentation to do tomorrow and it’s about the technical report that I submitted last week.
My supervisor has yet to give me feedback on what I wrote, but I am 100% certain that half of it is hard, solid bullshit. I simply didn’t understand what I was writing about. And tomorrow, when I present that shit in front of the team, I know that they will realize how I practically know nothing about the topic. Hayayay.
A part of me just wants to chill and focus on what’s present. Be objective, they say. Address the things you can change and forget the stuff that you have no control over. Understand the facts and start from there.
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It is one of those nights again.
Two words come to mind: lethargic, as DJ would say, and languorous, which according to Google means “oppressive stillness.” Now isn’t that accurate?
It must be the loneliness, I don’t know, but I don’t even have the energy to write anything tonight. I’ve been collecting sadness though, and I’ve been disposing them onto my sketchpad. Go and have a look. And if you don’t mind, dear stranger, please send hugs if you could. 😦
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Sunday night I catch myself watching The Office while nibbling on Skittles and downing the decadent beads of sugar with tepid green tea. I am moving to a new city tomorrow yet here I am doing nothing, just bumming around like some chubby Norse god who lost his will to be.
But you really have to start packing, I remind myself. My new place — a tiny room in the basement of an old house along a quiet, tree-lined street — is ready for occupancy tomorrow. The landlady and I have already agreed on a move-in time. Everything is set, actually, except for my luggage that remains empty.
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