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We are all so obliviously attached to routine. Same places, same people, same experiences, over and over and over again until we get sick of it, to the point of madness. Then we wake up one morning and tell ourselves: “Y’know what? Let’s go out and get ourselves lost today.” So you dress up, pack up and go forth without any care, because what happens, happens.

And it does happen.

And you’re suddenly thrown into a whirlwind of things, of new places, new people, new experiences, the kind you’ve never expected but still welcome into your life anyway. It’s like free falling off a cliff into the cold waters of the sea. Everything is so fast, scary but exhilirating nonetheless.  And for a moment, you feel like you’re flying.

That is, until you hit the water head first.

And then the next thing you know you’re already sinking.

 What goes up must come down, it’s simple physics. And you find yourself right back where you started. You revert back into a routine. Sure, it might be in a different place with different people and a different experience but it’s the same situation as before.  And we do this because we’re bored, because we’re lazy, because it feels safer, because we know it’ll drive us nuts sooner or later and we’ll just swim our way up and break through the water’s surface only to find ourselves climbing up that same fucking cliff just so we can jump off it again and again and again. Which, ironically, becomes sort of a routine when you look at the bigger picture.

"Barren Dancer" Photo manipulation

And the dancer dances; treads on water like fragile mirrors that offer little to nothing to the parched, barren land.

"Love is a sickness, can I get a witness?"

Sort-off spur of the moment illustration while listening to Tablo's "Bad". It's a really addicting song. I've always loved Tablo's works, crossing my fingers that Epik High will make a come back now that Mithra and DJ Tukutz has been discharged from the army. :)

Of Chasing Peacocks

I've always wondered, is it legal to have peacocks as pets? Because if it is then I want one. (They'd probably poke my eyes out first I suppose)

A quick doodle because I started to become sentimental.

Thank you for the 4 years of friendship. My college life wouldn't be the same with out you. Sana after ng grad (and Cebu) magkikita pa rin tayo, at sana kahit nasa Davao ako inuupdate niyo pa rin ako sa mga bagong balita at chismiss sa grupo. Hahaha! Thank you for taking in my weirdness and making me even more weird. Here's to all 4 years of laughter, fun, craziness and kabaduyness.  WE MADE IT GUYS!

"These hands"

Inspired by an old poem I wrote back in high school. I found the word file while digging through my laptop. Yes, my laptop is old.  :)

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These hands

Like the warmth of your breath

Of clouds that float

Through your eyes

A tiny whisper

fragments of your voice

Awakens, Soothes

Like sunset against the sky’s palette

And these hands

I like goldfish. I really do.

I just wanted to draw an eye.

Because I still can't get over the fact I won an LSAA Award.

I feel like Nigel Thornberry right now.

A Loyola School Awards for the Arts in Illustration.

I have a peculiar liking to mer-people and anything sea-related.

Done using: Adobe Photoshop CS3 and Paint tool SAI

Things I may never finish because I'm a lazy ass retard.