It's all about ME!
I have been accused several times for being so pretentious in almost evrything I do.
I have a handful of nicknames and tons of friends.
I am a frustrated writer.
I bleed green but I am not related to Shrek.
I love cakes and chocolates although its calorific.
I love hanging out with friends.
It's my way on how to make myself busy.
I have weird preferences...
People watching is my hobby cause it develops my skill in observation.
Love is never my priority. cause it makes me sick.
I celebrate the gift of Single-blessedness.
but your always welcome to change that.
I don't need your attitude, I have my own.
I do very bad things, and I do them very well.
I am who I am, your opinion isn't needed.
I am not saying I am perfect.
In fact, I'm far from it;
I'm just saying I'm worth it
I am TOTALLY me!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
8/20/2008 05:39:00 AM
BOULEVARD
"Boulevard of broken dreams" my father once said. It's the moniker branded to the ever famous seashore block in our city. The place where lovers usually go for a romantic experience. Most especially when budget is scarce. Eating balot and kwek kwek while listening to the waves of the sea, is the best calming tool as you are seated beside your love one.
Unfortunately, this experience is not always true to all the avid visitors of the amusement area. Some go to the place to unwind themselves and feel free from all the clutches of the stressful day. Others make the place as the spot for livelihood. ie. balot vendors, cigarette vendors and not to forget the infamous flesh sellers. Although a big chunk of the regular visitors is allocated to groups of individuals who organize the night's show through motoracing, there are also pockets of space to welcome the loners and heartbroken persons.
Amidst the diversity of the spectators, the place has garnered many relevant happenings of human life. From the first sunrise to the romantic sunset.