All those We The Kings posts make me feel very very depressed. Oh please, comrades, you are all making me sad. I will have to commence auto-cannibalism because sadness stresses me. Oh nom nom nom.
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It’s nice to see those graduating from high school rant about going to college and the future and all that, I find it nice because I used to be like them two years ago. I’d ask my older friends for advices about college life and everything. They’d tell me not to worry and it’s gonna be fun and 5 years is a long adventure (BS Architecture is 5 years). Perhaps if someone...
Fiction and other drugs →
I don’t have too many stories to tell about me. That explains the long gaps among my posts. Or maybe there are so much to tell, but I just do not like telling them. Or maybe I want to tell them but I can’t seem to write them. So I resort to fiction. I’ve been having quite a handful of fiction in mind, almost everything having…
The Polite Tidal Wave →
Once upon a time, the buildings along a beautiful sea shore were conversing about the latest issues of the society. “The prices on cement went up, today,” said The Bank. “Oh dear! No wonder why construction companies are forced to buy low quality building materials,” said Hotel, “that’s because of our stupid economy.” “You are absolutely right, Hotel,” The Bank said. Of course, besides matters...