This is not my true life, it's just my Tumblr
Carlo Sawali
18 | Quezon City.
Who's gonna take your place...
.. there's nobody better.
And I don’t see this changing soon. Bad start for the week. Bad start.
I mean I can wallow in this self-caused crap I am in right now, but at the end of the day, what’s done is done, and the result will still be the same anyway.
So it’s either I stop giving a fuck, or treat everyone like shit. Or both.
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Tomorrow will mark the return of the usual things I do to attain my main goal in life: to be rich and famous.
*roughest transition*
Well, anyway, here are five resolutions I just formulated some minutes ago, just because it’s 2012 already.
- I will considerably lessen my time online. Let’s get real, people. Literally.
- Significantly reduce the number of tweets I post per day. I looked at my Twitter stats over the years and from 11.2 tweets per day (TPD) back in 2009, I was able to reduce that to 6.1 TPD in 2010, and maintained that rate to 6.2 TPD in 2011. I was thinking ‘significantly reduce’ is a rate of ~4.5 TPD for 2012.
- Exercise. I wanna live longer.
- Converse with eye contact. I want to see right thru you.
- Spend money wisely. At least when the time comes, I would have enough cash to secure a seat in the ark.
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Start at 3:05
The girl in white is so sensual.
She screams sex.
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I know you’ve been hurt by someone else
I can tell by the way you carry yourself
If you let me, here’s what i’ll do
I’ll take care of you…
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…I’ve loved and i’ve lost
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Isn’t it partially annoying when you hear people utter this classic remark to avoid confrontations/getting insulted:
“If you have nothing good to say, shut your mouth.”
(different variations of which apply)
When you have nothing good to hear, shut your ears. It works both ways.
It’s like DON’T FUCKING TELL ME TO SHUT UP YOU BICTH I WAS BORN MOUTHED
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Three days of pre-rogging for Physics 71 lecture and I got nothing. I was honestly breaking down the other night. One problem, and I can’t fix it. I was doubting my existence. Mentally, I was unstable, my dreams included me pre-rogging. Physically, I got flu because of the university’s heat, and food-poisoned because of the university’s food. Emotionally, I was bordering depression. Again. I wanted to actually write on my blog but I just couldn’t take my mind off of enrollment.
After finally letting go of Physics, I canceled Physics 71.1. An hour later, I’m already paid for this semester. You read that right. The said hour includes Enlistment (Art Stud), Validation, Assessment, Post-advising, and Payment.
Two days in and I’ve also met all my teachers and classmates.
Math 53 - Prof’s nice. Classmates with some familiar faces my brain couldn’t name. And four high school batchmates.
Bio 1 - She’s not Ampy, and I’m done. She sounds like a mom, and sounds like she gives good grades. “I love teaching, it’s just like playing.” I do not know anyone in this room except for one high school batchmate. The rest are most probably upper years.
Comm 3 - I arrived the latest. Anyway, prof’s okay. Sounds a bit heavy like-a-major but according to a friend who’s a past student of the said professor, he’s okay. Classmates with the United Colors of Benetton UP. They’re all so different. Give me a personality I can give you a corresponding student. Also classmates with three high school batchmates.
Eng 10 - My prof didn’t arrive. She’s a girl, and from what I heard, she’s okay. Classmates are all apparently well-mannered. We were waiting for the prof in the room for 30 minutes and no one bothered to leave. I was the first to break the bubble so I left. No one followed me. Anyway… Another United Colors of UP here too, and one high school batchmate.
Art Stud 2 - I did not attend. It’s a big class, and from what I saw from outside the door of the room, the professor has dreadlocks and looks like he loves everything culture.
PE 2 Weight Training - The professor was bored so he asked us to leave just as we got there and told us that the first meeting will be next week. Yay. One high school batchmate here too.
Second semester, here we go!
I never reblog anymore, but this is an exception.
Made me laugh, genuinely. Good vibes. :)
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(via powerpals)
Because I wanna sound smart today…
In reality, I can still taste malt in my mouth. Whoever invented beer totally had bad taste. And now a huge belly.
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Do. Not. Put. Hashtags. On. Your. Posts. If. It. Is. Not. For. Twitter.
How it is read - Example: #winning
Twitter: winning
Everything else: number sign winning, or simply put, losing.
You’re welcome.
(Source: swaggtacular, via thatpieceofshit)
(Source: mzanghellic, via breetanymarie)
I quickly click the button before it actually loads… MLIA
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I hate Glee. And The Glee Project.
It’s frustrating that I see a post about each in every single page. (exaggeration)
Unfollowed a lot cause of this
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(Source: gelpatino, via conversationwithlittlewhitelies)
