Sir Nic: Buhay na ba kayo nung 1989? ‘Di na ako virgin nun.
Here’s the obligatory anecdote to break the monotony of my morose entries lately. I’ve probably reached my sentimental quota. It’s about time that I tweak my disposition accordingly. Besides, Sir Nic and I are on a first-name basis already (I’m exaggerating, really), I have to celebrate.
I also found this gem! I’m dumbfounded by their uncanny ability to turn a pop song into a requiem.