Pop Thug

Vanilla Frap.

Because some nights are meant to be long. And because some nights, there be no Rockeoke shit, no fucking crowd to disappoint.

Kakabusog.

Right after noon at Starbucks Coffee Eastwood Mall with Jen, Tere, and Tere’s boypren:

Jen: Nag-lunch ka na?
Judd: Hindi pa.
Jen: Eto sa ‘yo nalang, lunch mo.
Judd: (Wow ang dami… daming kulay. Thanks.)

Dahil mabuti nang meron kaysa wala.