Non-comformist?

Procrastinating gets me nowhere. Love is undefined. Seeing a man fuck a cantaloupe is hot. Flashbacks of my first date. My two-hour make-out practice with my girlfriend Missing my FUBU from Main. Yes, I'm THAT random.


Once again, I've made a habit of singing "Part of your world" every time I wake up each morning. Reminiscing one of my childhood dreams of being a mermaid still smells fresh. Like Sashima dabbed with wasabe and california maki mangoes stuck between my central teeth. It all felt au naturale.

I've been having a problem with my photographic style. You see, I usually take shots from copying a certain style from someone. Like a writer's style and any other artists' style, almost everything can be copied but not the complete essence of it. Imagining myself looking at someone's eyes may sound horrific, but that's the closest thing to how I would describe it-"looking through the eyes of another artist"

Bored at the study area M402 with Noelle

Maybe a good euphemism for this would be INSPIRATION. Yes! It's inspiration. Like any other people I meet, they would tell me their idol's style usually reflects on how they work. I want something unique. I don't want to be dubbed as the next Annie Liebovitz or Richard Warren, I want my own style, my own eye, my own essence.

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an Annie Liebovitz shot

a Richard Warren shot

See the resemblance? I love how in-depth these shots are. Something that I haven't learned yet and something that I would like to have people look at.

The weekend's up and I'm already fully-booked; a group presentation for tomorrow morning, a play to watch on Sunday, an overdue atheist meeting before that and denied coffee dates. Is it just my browser or are some of my papitoes' blogs gone again? Just when I decided to catch up with people, that's when most of them got their blogs deleted.

There goes the cycle again...

If you're expecting any upcoming We want you posts, I already have 2 posts on draft and I don't have any plans posting them anymore. Not that MG and I aren't doing good or anything, but it just seems so monotonous; we flirt, we laugh, we bid farewell. Though last Thursday was quite different from the usual flirting. He started to pinch my arm and chest as we laugh about blow job jokes and quickies. Moreover, he did had me touch pinch his biceps and abs while the rest of the class watched Insiang, and gawd must I tell you- his manboobs are just the hottest shit ever.

I asked him if he would love to assist me if ever I do decide to go gymming soon and his yes and notorious smile got my cheeks blushing again. He told me that he's looking for someone who'll have a serious relationship with, he's just so over the fooling-around stage DAW. He was updated when I broke up with my boyfie a week ago and since then, he just kept on joking about being my boyfriend.

Fooling around with Noelle at Insocio alongside MG.

To be honest, I can't get through him like any other, it's like Edward trying to prey on Bella's-its imprenetable. I have no idea if he's already telling the truth or not. Some times, he tells words that are later on backed-up with "joke lang" and some times, with words that says "Swear. I'm not lying."

Ironic as it may seem, the more he jokes the more real it sounds. I'm not sure if he's telling some secret messages under those jokes and smirks. Reminding myself of the old chick flick that "half of a joke is true," I guess playing around won't hurt.

Noelle and me talking about MG

Whatevs, whatever comes, we'll give it a shot ;-p