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This is dedicated for all the people who seek inspiration whenever they feel they are in need of it. Rest assured that all the statements here are carefully sifted to form the ultimate epitome of enlightenment. Here you will find the stories of ordinary individuals living their days like a routine, but was able to change their live through extraordinary means and measure almost breaking the boundaries between life and fantasy.









































































































































Nah, just kidding. :D

Why do?

Why do girls wear cute shoes and then complain how much their feet hurt cause they are uncomfortable?

Why do girls order something off the menu and not eat it?

Why do girls get a pass to complain and being a pain 24/7 and still complain and be a pain in the ass if I leave the toilet seat just once?

Why do girls gobble a ton of chocolates and ask you at the end of the day if they look fat?

Why do girls go looking for prince charming and end up being with a guy who couldn’t care less?

Why do girls wear small fitting shirt/blouse/pants/skirt and end up trying to cover their exposed skins with their bags, arms etc..?

Why do girls expect their guy to know what they’re thinking when they don’t let their guy know what they’re thinking?

Me: Walking through lrt2 terminal.

Sales Guy: Hello sir! :D

Me: Hey :l

Sales Guy: We are “????” and we are currently  ahm, inbolbed with preserbing da ah, natural porest in “????”, would you like to participeyt?

Me: How does it work?

Sales Guy: Ah well, btw do you understand tagalog?

Me: No :p

Sales Guy: (shit) XO

Know what? I was lying on my bed one rainy day and realized how fascinating it was that we need to breath to live. Even in our sleep we need to breath and if someone jokingly put something to block your nose/nasal passage, you instinctively react by jolting your head or by slapping whatever it was blocking your breathing. I mean, damn! Fascinating isn’t it?

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep — not screaming, like the passengers in his car.