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Posts tagged my life updates.
Awwwyeeaa May 1 (May Day) is officially a public holiday.
Starting 2014. Dafuq?
tomorrow I am to go to this interview for a position which I myself am NOT sure what. I got the call from this high life magazine to be … that’s just it: I don’t know what they want really. And I don’t know what I want with this magazine either. They called me and asked me to come, and I said “Yeah, sure. I’ll come over. Thursday? Eleven? Yeah.”
I wrote TWO articles for another high society magazine, helping a friend of mine who was buried in deadline. Some of you may know the drill. It was usually a ghost-writing gig, but my friend said they’d print my name and they did.
And a couple of months back we had this assignment coming up with an annual magazine on polo (which took me to some polo country club. Where I got to pat those gorgeous gorgeous Argentinian polo horses). It was launched already and I was invited for the launching attended by these super rich people. Which I did not go to.
Those pretty much are my experience with these so called high life, and I’m sure I did not really enjoy it.
It’s a lifestyle magazine, a lifestyle of the super rich and famous, a lifestyle which is on the other side of the universe from where I am.
Time to write a 40-word biodata for Contributor’s Column, time for low self-esteem to hit big time.
I went to the classroom and NOBODY was there. Nobody. It must be the weather. Right? So I drew Hulk doing John Woo’s signature instead.
It’s December 25th late afternoon, fog thick as soup, and none of us wanted to stop. awwyea
It’s the last day of the term, and the class gave me these. Wow.
I’m right now stuck in da middle of the heaviest torrential rain that EVER WASAKDJDHFGSK. Maybe.
Just arrived home to some blossoming flowers. Pretty nice. The net connection has been ridiculous. All those rains may have sumthin’ to do with it. I’ve been sending email posts instead wheww
That’s the neighbor’s cat, Mochi and her kitten, coming over and sleeping under the dining table I was typing this script for docu. film on Pentjak Silat at.
I was talking with my wife the other day and we started referring to the cats as ‘the girls.” It won’t be long before they started going out all night and may come back pregnant. I may commit suicide then.