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I'm planning a short trip to Galera on the 16th-17th. Anyone wanna go with me?

For No One

Beatles

Your day breaks, your mind aches

You find that all her words of kindness linger on

When she no longer needs you

She wakes up, she makes up

She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry

She no longer needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing

No sign of love behind the tears

Cried for no one

A love that should have lasted years

You want her, you need her

And yet you don't believe her when she says her love is dead

You think she needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing

No sign of love behind the tears

Cried for no one

A love that should have lasted years

You stay home, she goes out

She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone

She doesn't need him

Your day breaks, your mind aches

There will be times when all the things she said will fill your head

You won't forget her

And in her eyes you see nothing

No sign of love behind the tears

Cried for no one

A love that should have lasted years

Putragis, ang init. Kailangan nang paayos ang aircon na ito...

I suddenly find myself missing Easy Street Cafe along Commonwealth. Sarado na e. Nalugi raw. Good pianists. Sometimes a senior-citizen saxophonist in a Berklee jacket comes up and jams with the pianist. Had the good fortune of playing a whole set there once, nung biglang tinamad ang pianist nila. Inabot kami ng 4am. Noong election period, sinara nila ang shutters from the inside tapos nilibre kami ng may-ari ng tig-apat na shot ng Cuervo, complete with lime and salt. Panalo.

"Nature Boy", Nat King Cole

UC Berkeley for the hot San Francisco babes.

CalTech. Baka sakaling makapasok pa ako sa basketball team nila. At least I can tell my grandchildren that I played in the US NCAA.

University of Miami. Latinas galore. Raaaaaar.

OK rin daw ang Princeton Law School, MIT Medical School, at Harvey Mudd Graduate School of Engineering.

Somewhere, a pair of cats is getting it on, hidden under shrubs and drowned by the sound of passing cars. Somewhere, a window is getting smashed, rocks waking up the people inside. Somewhere, someone is typing in. She pauses. Looks into the screen and sees Alicia Silverstone in some random Aerosmith video. She wishes she was her.

Somewhere, a thin, bespectabled guy is looking into that same Aerosmith screen, listening to the cats outside, smashing windows with his mind. Nothing remains hidden in suburbia.

Ang mahirap sa Coral, kilala ako ng mga taga-Dahlia area. If I want to check in, dapat very early or very late, otherwise baka may makakita pa sa akin.

Last time I checked, Mariposa was in the Pasig-Cainta area, not Taytay. Unless they moved shop.

The room I got a couple years ago was just right except for the CR. Akala mo nasa barracks ka ng sundalo. Pero the bed was ok. Firm, no lumps. Yun lang ang napansin ko as I was too drunk to notice anything other than the girl I was with.

-one hundred years of solitude

Gabriel Garcia Marquez? You should try reading Chronicle of a Death Foretold. And also Isabel Allende's House of the Spirits.

Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them, Al Franken

East of Eden, John Steinbeck

55 Poems, Jose Garcia Villa

Cosmopolitan Greetings, Allen Ginsberg