The Slogger

While the whole nation was busy commemorating the aluminum death anniversary of Ninoy Aquino, the clan was celebrating his first natal day. If they had known then that he’ll be causing them a good deal, they would have taken part in the former instead.

After eighteen monotonous years, he attempted making sense of life and looking for the direction he so long sought for. Failing after a little less than a thousand tries, he put up with just going with the flow since the universe won’t grant him anything, anyway.

Along with his personality, his confidence got lost in the woods and are yet to find their way back home. He settles for decent and mediocre as frequent as he complains about mankind. He owes his sanity to friends, pessimism, the university, and another set of friends.