Today’s mama’s birthday. Thought about some things while at church.

1. There is no such thing as enlightenment. There’s only the convincing feeling of contentment in what little we know.
2. Choose to be happy
3. Choose to be good.

I find myself devolving into a four-year-old who follows all the moral whims society prescribes.

I think, is God.

Whoever (or whatever) else would make a whole fucking world and several other galaxies just to enjoy the view?

sorry for the blasphemy, but it’s just an existential insight.

God of Cookery

Turkey’s (Karen Mok)  song for Stephen Chow is WIN!

I used to watch a LOT of Star Mandarin movies, while they lasted. HELP! is another movie I can’t ever forget. Too good.

moviesinframes:

À bout de souffle, 1960 (dir. Jean-Luc Godard)

I’ve seen a part of this movie and liked it. :) I was wondering about the title. Thanks moviesinframes! ^^

I think I’m crazy. Would my claiming that I am crazy make me crazy?

People and ideas only become crazy when they’re outside the norm. So rubbing noses as a greeting is crazy outside Arab states. something like that. At least that’s how I interpret it.

I guess we can only be sure of insanity on the neurological level… :( or :)

I am not crazy.

callmemrpeerpressured:

fuckyeahbasterds:

tweeted to us, via inkakrakowian

*insert lolface here*

Acid Rain - Silverchair.

I first heard this last last year (2008) at NU 107. I thought it was a new single. Turned out to be one of their earlier songs (ignoramus). I love this song I kept on singing after hearing it for the second time!

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Why so gay and hot, Lucas? (love his profile shot. perfect.)

I will be the antithesis of the upper-middle class Filipino dream of a successful professional life.

I don’t want to be one of you guys. I will be poor. I will be the ‘starving artist’. I will be the kid who took off into nothingess, or maybe to the mountains. I will be the con artist that will take advantage of the greedy and narcisistic. I will be the lower-middle class pimp and swindler who will promise ambitious young adults thrice their current salary every quarter but take off with all their savings.

I will be that criminal going from country to country, city to city. I will be that classmate people would be looking for in reunions, whose whereabouts have been unknown five years after graduation.

I will be a hitman, or to be politically correct, a hitperson. A lumpen-proletariat, specializing in tricking people into their demise and own bloodshed for cash. I will be that gold digger, ensnaring politicians with my cheaply accessorized body. I will be that hippie, who never cut her hair and who will live in forests, eating leaves and losing 27 pounds from all the junk food deprivation. And running from potential predators.

I will be that kid that relatives had high hopes in, but will end up either dead, deranged, or with a below average status in life by age 30. I will be that pesky little sister that keeps on pestering her successful older sister for ‘funds’ to get the latest game for Wii. I will be the conspirator planning a meticulous assassination plot to finally get rid of rotten politicians and feudal lords.

I will be that cult artist inserting subconscious messages in her creations encouraging the youth to start a revolution. I will be that figure banned from pseudo-liberal paradigm.

I won’t yield to success.

This is how I think when I think about my thesis. Sad.

from jisho.org:

逆さ -  さかさ

sakasa ni suru - ibaliktad/ turn upside-down

tatoeba: Pan wa sugu ni yakeru no de, sakasa ni shinasai.

The bread will soon burn, please turn it upside-down (when toasting)