SUNDAY CHILLㅣHigh School Playlist



Currently, I’m watching reruns of FRIENDS and it makes me think about the good old times.

Here is the list of songs that makes me miss my old friends and high school days 🙂

  1. Lost In Space – Lighthouse Family (This is a big part of our first year high! Hi I-Jonas!)
  2. No Matter What – Boyzone
  3. Superman – Five for Fighting
  4. This I Promise You – ‘Nsync (Actually, all the songs in No Strings Attached and Celebrity album)
  5. Sometimes – Britney Spears (and Baby One More Time)
  6. All or Nothing – O-Town
  7. Best I Ever Had -Vertical Horizon
  8. Like A Rose – A1 (too cheesy for JS prom and it feels like a little embarrassing haha)
  9. Pretty Boy – M2M (and some of their songs from their first album)
  10. Graduation – Vitamin C

                                        “And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
                                         Where we’re gonna be when we turn 25
                                         I keep thinking times will never change
                                        Keep on thinking things will always be the same
                                        But when we leave this year we won’t be coming back
                                        No more hanging out cause we’re on a different track”  


I’m not sure if the nostalgia I’m feeling right now is because of this afternoon sunshine that brings the same feels of what we had every afternoon class dismissal in senior year high school. Time sure does fly fast. Oh well.


TUESDAY TATTLESㅣGo Away. Give Me A Chance To Miss You… (But I won’t. Just go.)

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Fickle-minded. Almost always confused. Yes, I am. *Me: timidly standing in one corner, shyly looking down while slowly raising my right hand.* 

I keep changing my mind and feelings frequently. It’s too frequent that if the biochemical reactions to my mental and my emotional stimuli could roll their eyes or could just simply hand over to me their responsibilities and leave, they would.

I guess my hormones are in constant rotating shift schedule. Or maybe they are too happy to be part of me because I usually don’t mind anything. (I imagine my  hormones dozing off while some are happily sliding and skinny dipping in my bloodstream!)

It’s not because I don’t care or I’m too cool. It’s mainly because I’m just lazy for arguments. “Do whatever,” I’d always say.

If I like you it means I really do. No reservations, no vagueness, and no pretensions. But it doesn’t mean I’d be forever amused with you or I’d always want your company or see your face or hear your voice. No!

I get sick and tired easily and quietly (both literal and figurative). I can’t hang out with the same people everyday or every week or any set schedule. I can’t even talk to the same person for long. That’s why I’m only friends with people I really like, not to those I just ‘kinda’ like.

I always crave for distance. I need my own cave. Sometimes I think I am a man trapped in a woman’s body. You know how men are, right? Most of them, if not all, need their distance without a single thing in their mind.. Blank. Nada. I’m like that.

If I’m being pushed to my limit, I tend to cut connections, again literally and figuratively. I fade out. I can easily drop clingy and toxic pals. Bye, Felicia!

(After reading some articles, I think maybe I’m an introvert. Shoutout to Huffpost!



SUNDAY CHILLㅣWhen the ship in the relationship becomes a bad word that starts with an “S”.


It’s Saturday and I am at work. But my mind is far from working. I have this hard-to-resist-week-long-vacation hangover.

The past week was spent with friends chilling, dining out, grabbing coffee, shopping, and just having a good time. All these were accompanied with us going crazy, laughing at random things (and I mean laughing really hard), and talking about life, career, and relationsh*ts. Pardon me, it’s relationships. 

While my pretentious self-declared-intellectual mind takes a plunge into the crappy side of relationships, let me tell you what I think of it. This may not be the brighter side point of view than anyone else’s, and I guarantee you this won’t get your so-called love of your life back to your caring arms. But hey, it’s time to get up and dress up! Stop those ‘what could have beens’, ‘what ifs’, and whatnot. Get back in the game, sweetheart!

1. Stop blaming yourself. We cannot see or decipher what is happening behind our backs. We can’t tell ourselves to avoid the jerks because who the hell knows their heinous intentions?! There’s no way we will know the “behind the scenes.” We are not in the romantic movie after all.

2. Get your act together and do the chacha. Have you been crying for days or weeks? Okay, I understand you. Just eat some ice cream and watch movies. Have you been depressed and crying for months or, God forbid, years? Come on. Do not trust that unreliable and sinkable boat in life a.k.a. dating assholes. Don’t cry over them.   Yeah, they have nowhere to go but down and you don’t want to go with them, right?

3. Love yourself and love yourself more. Remember the last time you pampered yourself? NO? Well, go out with your family and friends! Buy some pretty shoes, eye-candy bags, and gorgeous dresses! You’ll get over the self-pitying phase of your life somehow. Strut your stuff and do the cat walk. Wear your confidence. Life is your everyday ramp.

4. Be somebody you’ve always wanted to be. This is the time to explore your hidden talents. Was it your childhood dream to write, draw, paint, sing, dance, or even to become a scientist? Do everything you can do. Time may run out, but your passion won’t. Regrets will surely hunt you down, you better act now.

5. Get up and dress up. This is my favorite mantra. Who the hell has the right to take away your sunshine? No one. So put on your favorite flirty dress, wear your strappy heels, spray your sweet perfume, and you’re ready to go. Don’t forget to wear that gorgeous smile and twinkling eyes. You’re going to conquer the world.

Remember: All things are just in the mind. Choose your thoughts.

Background music: Cee Lo Green’s Forget you (Change the lyrics to F word if necessary!)

Hi. Meet me at the Yellow Intersection.


First post. I’ve been thinking about what to name this entry; it should be extravagant; it should be catchy; and it should be mind-boggling-making-you-think-that-the-author-is-one-heck-of-a-genius. But I changed my mind. As always. I keep changing my mind.

Art. My brain is one big empty canvas with an undecided artist; confused between the detailed art and an abstract, again pretending to be deep with one helluva IQ.

Travel. I’ve traveled the world through my mind. I want to see as many places as there are in the globe. But I am one lazy ass. And a paranoid one. I would always go back to my comfort zone any second I get a goose bump. Most important point, I’m broke.

Music. I like my mind. I believe I have a great voice which unfortunately curls up every time someone hears me hitting a note. Or have I really hit a note yet?

Literature. Fashion. Romance. Whatever. I am fascinated by the Victorian era. I adore how sophisticated and elegant the ladies were in their flamboyant don’t-you-dare-breathe-dresses, and I love how romantic, not to mention grandiose, the men were back then. Period.

People. I love and hate people. It depends on my mood. It depends on your looks (literally and figuratively). It depends on your attitude. I can wake up and see you and hate you in an instant.. Or maybe, with some strange force, I can like you in a snap; without a reason..without a clue.

My mind’s like that. Don’t argue.