My Brain is Hanging

I swear this  conversation happened when I was lucid dreaming.

You: What have you been doing?

Me: Nothing much. Work, stuff, secretly loving you. Pretty boring stuff.

You: What???

And then I woke up and I felt mildly relieved it was a dream and yet partially I want to give myself a lobotomy.



You’re So Vain

You’re so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You’re so vain
I’ll bet you think this song is about you
Don’t you? Don’t you?

The universe can sometimes put you in a shittiest limelight. The song you don’t want to hear suddenly blares on the radio of the jeepney you’re riding. Who in their right mind would go out of their way to step out and ride another one just to avoid a song? Certainly not me. That would be crazy, right?

But if the song seems to follow you like hearing it for about 3 consecutive times for one day. Wouldn’t that just drive you nuts? Wouldn’t that just make you want to throw a fit!?