I was supposed to rant today. I've always wanted to write about this certain topic but I fail to because I get lazy though a while ago, I was fairly convinced that I should, not because it's an obligation or I think it's a ~service~ to the community *sticks tongue out*, but because I'm sick of it (pun not intended). It's just that I couldn't think very well right now and I don't have enough energy to get angry because I've been sick for 3 days already. My throat has an infection and I just had to go home early from work the other day to take a rest. Earlier this week, I was planning to make a vlog for this YouTube game because I got tagged MONTHS AGO, and I was like, oh finally I can make a video + I also have to work on this something that I shouldn't talk about because it will just get jinxed (screw you, Murphy's Law!) but no, I was bedridden on the day I was planning to do all these, thanks a lot!
Anyway this one is quite delayed. I met comic book artist Pol Medina Jr. at a book signing last September and it was pretty interesting since I've been a fan of his Pugad Baboy series since I was a kid. My brother likes the books and his interest was passed on to me.
I look like a mess during the book signing:

I was holding up his latest book Pugad Baboy XX. Wow it feels like yesterday when I had my Pugad Baboy X copy. Funny how the encounter went. I told Mr. Medina that in grade school my favorite line from his book was "Aanhin pa ang damo kung wala nang rolling paper?" which is a junkie's take on the old saying about a horse. For you, my foreign friends, the actual saying goes "What is grass for if the horse is dead?" and my favorite line is roughly translated as "What is grass for if there's no more rolling paper?" I had that written on my social science notebook and my teacher saw it. He probably was alarmed that I knew about rolling paper. Oh well, he has always considered me as a troubled kid so I didn't care. I should have pushed it even more to tick him off, I guess. Well, about this line, I told PM Junior. about what happened and he just laughed at me. Also he was surprised to see my old copy of Pugad Baboy X and he was like, "Oh this is a copy from Kayumanggi Press!" and he also asked me about the binding, if the books are holding well together or not. I didn't want to sugar coat my answer so I did say I didn't bring my other books because they were falling apart.
Also, I recently went to dinner with some co-workers.
This is the view from their condo unit. As much as I adore city lights, I'd rather have trees in my backyard, thank you very much.
I'm sorry but I enjoy feet shots. They're a self portrait, but they do not appear so vain because they're of my foot/feet. I also do not feel responsible to include other people's faces because it's kind of ridiculous to see a foot next to a face and at the same time, I can protect their identity. The other people you see on my blog though, well, I can't hide them anymore. I mean it's pointless. And they're camera + online whores anyway. It's like trying to wipe a flash flood with a kitchen towel. And one more thing...
How can you thoroughly enjoy a videoke session when you can't even read the lyrics? At times like this, cheesy English pop songs save the day.