Manic and Depressed

I decided to blog because I'm already getting sick of my picture wearing my fantastic hat. Actually, I can end this post here but, well, I guess I have to say something sensible, right?

I'm just not up for elaborating things now, however, things aren't so bright and shiny in my side of the planet. The Universal Law of Equilibrium is at work now: my theory that when a major facet of your life is almost flawless, something will somehow find a way to screw another aspect of your frigging life, or worse, the rest of it. Profound, ano? Hehe.

Totoo naman ito, hindi ba? Wala pang ilang linggo ang nakakaraan nang ipagmalaki ko sa mundo ang kagalakang aking nadarama dahil sa nalalapit naming pag-iisang dibdib ni Kulas. Dumaan din ang aking kaarawan at sinabi ko sa inyong napakaligaya ko. Subalit ngayon... (cue in music..nuninuninu...)

No, no my dears. Kulas and I are perfectly fine. In fact, we're doing really good that the cosmos has decided to bludgeon me with something else. Ang buhay nga naman...

Actually, I'm in deep shit (and I've swallowed some of it) now but I'm trying really hard to be in control and not the other way around. After all, it's because I went out of control that I'm in trouble now.

I have to move my ass if I want to do this right. Maybe I'll kidnap Eddie Gil or something...

(Where did that come from?)