12:36-ish. Kumain lang
saglit ng spaghetti, tapos tumambay sa bintana habang umiinom ng iced latte. Anyways,
these are the random things I ended up watching for no reason.
I’m always wondering, out of all
the suspects you’ve proven innocent, have you ever doubted yourself, even just
once, that you got it wrong?
—
Who's The Suspect (2023)
Have you ever seen unhappy rich
people?
Many of my friends are.
And have you seen happy poor people?
Lots of them too.
There you go. Money is not a human’s primary need…
This is what’s most important.
The ones we love. —
Grave torture 2024
Around 3 in the afternoon. Nakakanta ko naman yung chorus pero yung ibang part parang tongue twister pa haha
So night time now. Too lazy to
write, so might as well share this Pinterest wallpaper. Yep, it’s on my laptop
rn. Guess I just have a thing for vantage points that are worlds apart. ♡
'cause I’m like curious about
everything but I kinda don't want to be part of anything. ~(˘▾˘~)
I’ve got 10 films to deconstruct and a donut to distract me from my
non-existent social life. Just joking haha. I’m just an observer, remember? I’m
not gonna waste time finding out who the bad guy is, though, ’cause I’m more
into seeing the dominoes fall than figuring out who did it. Like when A
happens, B just comes next as a chain reaction.
Center
of Gravity
I’m into Sir Isaac Newton, Agatha Christie, and Uketsu. Most people have a
whole lore for why they like someone but I just remember them first. Haha, lazy
me. I’ve read a bunch of books, but the one I can’t forget is an 1860s novel by
Wilkie Collins. I guess it’s special just because it’s burned into my memory. But
I’m still about my first love. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes is still my center
of gravity.
I don’t know what to write today,
but I’m gonna try to get some words down anyway…
My best friend saved my life with
a bowl of tofu for lunch, and I also had her homemade egg sandwich. Then my
little sister even shared some of her peanut butter, too.
Then to keep myself from getting
too soft, I opened my laptop for a death game. The logic is a bit broken
though, like, people are desperately trying to stay alive, but somehow the only
thing actually dying is my attention span. It sucks when your brain isn't even
trying and it still sniffed out the killer. I should’ve just grabbed a crayon
and played connect-the-dots.
“There’s only one way
for the evil to win. When innocent people do nothing.” - Missing You
“We all become different at some
point, just like how you’re different now compared to your 19-year-old self. We
all go through certain life events and meet certain people along the way.
What’s important… are the choices we make when we become different.”
Episode 3 of Nine Puzzles
Monday,
March 23
I kinda wonder if I treat everyday
stuff like mini experiments. ’Cause I find myself feeling like a hamster on a
wheel and often like some kind of odd science project.And
maybe that’s why I go through everyday moments three times. Once
experientially, once analytically, and once in a diffuse state, like I’m just
standing on a high-rise observation deck.
The little streets and houses
below look like they belong in a board game or a playset, and I kinda see
everyone down there as part of a live-action board game.
Had the best time singing As If
It’s Your Last ♡♡♡♡♡
My little sister’s not around
right now, so I’m just munching on popcorn while
a random Japanese playlist is on. Nakikinig
lang kahit hindi naman maintindihan habang subo nang subo ng popcorn.I’m
sort of thinking about those drafts I still gotta sort, or maybe not. I just
write random stuff for fun but also kinda wanna read them years later and just
laugh at myself.
the
magic trick and the failed plan
I.
These two friends are both lying to the group but like, each one’s got their
own style. One’s beautiful and confident, and somehow everyone forgets how to
think. The other one is clever and sneaky, hinting at stuff so someone else
looks bad. And does anyone even realize they’ve been tricked?
Disturbingly, no one’s even
thinking twice about whether it’s true. Just like kids who say I don’t know
instead of actually trying to find their shoes.
II.
I don’t like it when things start feeling like an interrogation, and out of
nowhere everyone’s running around like it’s PE class. It’s like they weren’t
even ready when the suspect suddenly ran off. Wouldn’t it make more sense to
plan A, B, C and maybe D, just in case? I even saw a case where the suspect
spat directly in the officer’s face. Do we honestly expect suspects to mind
their manners? Let’s just say the clever ones think a few moves ahead than run
around like headless chickens, or, god forbid, catch some spit.
I was just browsing through some
languages to listen to for fun. Then, my best friend randomly messaged me
asking for the lowdown on cervical spondylosis for someone she knows. So I
decided to make her a fun presentation 'cause I’m her go-to human Google hehe.
A few weeks back, she handed me a
bunch of books. I got everything from a dictionary, a thesaurus, and a
Wordfinder, to stuff on world history, different countries, and even everything
out there in space.
It’s not just books and brainy
stuff, though.
So, what do we do when we wanna
have fun? We usually just eat snacks and watch Dangerous Roads Around the World.
She’s all in at first, then next thing I know she’s already asleep. Though when
we do a bit of cleaning or some gardening, I’m outta there haha.
We’re sort of like magnets with
opposite poles, but we blend really well.♡
I I kinda flopped my own experiment ‘cause I
really thought I’d react differently yesterday. Who’d have thought I’m not as
immune as I thought, whoops. At least it gave me something to laugh about,
kinda like I was watching myself do dumb stuff. So how do you just get over
your own screw-ups then?
II Now that I’ve actually seen how it works, the second go might be
more fun now that I know the trick.
As for how I’m feeling right now,
um, Idk exactly, but it’s kinda like when you cry a lot but you keep it low-key
so nobody finds out. Then you wake up the next day with your eyes all puffy,
and somehow your heart feels better. That’s as close as I can get to describing
the feeling.
Kumakain lang ako ng turon tapos kung anu-ano na ang napuntahan ko
online, napadpad tuloy ako sa thought experiment na ’to kahapon na parang
paulit-ulit na lang sa utak ko.
Here’s how it goes:
Imagine you’re sitting on this chair, which is being controlled by someone and
your life is suddenly in danger.
However, you’re holding a button
in your hand. The button is connected to a wire at the other end. It leads to a
place you can’t see.
Once the button is pressed, a
stranger will die.
Will you press the button or not?
Lyza can figure out my answer
faster than anyone, cause she knows most of the weird stuff about me. (￣▽￣)／
I always think of the universe in
a video game sort of way. Think of it like playing Super Mario minus the Game
Over screen. You know how, as kids, we’d keep playing just to see what the next
level looked like? It’s kind of like that with the universe. We’re never, ever
going to run out of things to discover.
Eh di pinunasan ko na lang. Like,
what else was I gonna do? Mag-iiyak sa sahig? You
know how easy it is to lose your cool over trivial stuff? I’m getting kinda
good at just shrugging it off now. I was like, whatever, and just ate my peanut
butter sandwich. Still rolled my eyes though π€ͺ
Observing
the Observer
When I sit down to watch
something, I’m not just watching what’s going on. I’m also hyper-aware of my
own reactions to it. Like, what even is this feeling? Why did that suddenly set
me off? Then I’m like, would I even survive that I Saw the Devil taxi
scene? Bold of me to assume, though. Realistically, I’d be out before I even
said hello.
Just humming and singing along ( ˘▽˘)γ£♪♫
Tam-mai dtong pen ter kon tee mai keuy rak chan
Tam-mai jai chan yang fang yoo kae ter
Tat jai sak gee krang, soot-tai gor yang pen ter
Kon tee tam hai chan tang yim lae mee nam-ta
Ying pa-ya-yam tao-rai, ying tam hai ter ram-kan
Gor roo dee tang nan, tae jai chan tam yang-rai
Kon man rak pai laew, ja hai feun jai yang-rai wai
Kae kit ja tat jai, nam-ta man gor lai... ok ma
Chorus:
Kon mee pen lan, tam-mai jai chan teung dtong lueak ter
Kon tee mai keuy hen kwam sam-kan nai tua chan loey
Yak ja tat jai lop ter ok pai, tae gor tam mai keuy dai loey
Meuan dohn kam-sap tee dtong long-oei hai rak dai kae ter
Kon tee kao rak, tae jai glap mai rak Kon tee mai rak, pai rak kao
tam-mai
Ying pa-ya-yam tao-rai, ying tam hai ter ram-kan
Gor roo dee tang nan, tae jai chan tam yang-rai
Kon man rak pai laew, ja hai feun jai yang-rai wai
I was looking into a case earlier
involving 11 different individuals. It’s such a random mix of people with
totally different backgrounds, kaya naman kanya-kanya sila ng trip at diskarte
sa kung pa'no sila mag-cope. Wala naman akong balak mag-imbestiga sa buong
buhay nila. Gusto ko lang talagang makita kung ano yung mismong nag-forge sa
kanila. It’s a shame the file just glossed over that.
Hindi yung mga halatang sketchy na
tao na pag nakasalubong mo, mapapalingon ka na lang sa likod mo. O yung mga
taong mapapa-isip ka kung safe ka ba talaga kapag kayong dalawa lang ang nasa
elevator. You know what I always tell my little sis? It’s always the ones who
seem the safest who you really need to watch out for.
I kinda lost interest in the case
earlier, so I just ditched the whole thing and just blind-picked a random
movie.
I’m halfway through and it’s
starting to get under my skin. Like, if I were in the mix, what would my game
plan even be? And, hypothetically, would I even last as a villager if I were
trapped in the game? Or maybe I’m the one hiding in plain sight the whole time.
I’ve got 15 cashew nuts to munch
on, lined up in rows of five on a square napkin. I’m just kinda staring at them
like they’ll magically help me write something right now. Do you see a pattern
here? Even when I’m washing the dishes, I have to line up the plates and
utensils by category before I even start. And once everything’s in its place,
it doesn’t even feel like a chore. I wasn't even gonna write today, but that
little bit of order just did the trick.
It’s 3:00
PM
I wasn’t really sure at first why
I’d been slacking on my case notes, but now I realize it’s mainly 'cause I’m
letting my thoughts just float instead of taking the time to write them out. If
you know me, you know it’s a struggle not to overthink every angle whenever a
case really fires up my brain.
The day
the clouds went away
It’s hard to watch the way people
in power play so dirty, treating human lives like they’re just disposable toys…
When I feel like I can’t breathe, I think about someone I really look up to,
and I feel lighter right away. The feeling's just like when the clouds finally
clear up and I can feel the sun on my skin again.
Had fun listening to Iwanakutemo.
Also had Eine kleine Nachtmusik on earlier. π€
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