“But how?” I asked my friend Carl as we take a sip of sangria inside a pub in Katipunan. It was the summer of 2016 and smirking at me he replied, “just start tonight when you get home.” So I went home kinda drunk thinking what am I going to name my blog. I didn’t …
It’s like the summer of 1963, little doveThat’s when I met you under the shiny up aboveAll of a sudden everything has ethereal feelPretty lovely like the old December Christmas deal
Before you read the whole damn thing, please be reminded that the following words that you are about to read are edited by one of my many personalities in collaboration with a blogger he who must not be named. And it wasn’t freaking Voldemort, so there I said it. Thus, coming up with a team …