doomed lurve

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket--safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable

- CS Lewis


Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am."

- The Hours, Michael Cunningham




gelo is soooo psyched to be spending sunday afternoon playing basketball with the boys from his account. he says they're all thrilled to play cuz they-almost all of em do not know how to play ball. :) he can be sooo cute at times.




my opinions on this blog may change and at this point i might just stop blogging about work, because work has no value to me now. the whole stay in TP is beginning to be recondite & wearisome..

the only consuelo de bobo is the fact that they still haven't provided foams to nesting agents- slap on their paOA faces that they cannot even do their jobs well that's why they're all blaming training department for agents who cannot do well on CSAT.



zero shut-eye today tahday.
God Bless. ♥