I could spit on a stranger.

The rain poured big time as I was walking towards my Devc 50 class. I left my fucking umbrella in Muntinlupa. I actually hate the rain. But this time, with my earphones glued to my ears and Julie Tearjerky blasting through it–I felt so alive.

I conquered the rain and ran like a madman. Inside my mind, everything was in slow motion and I felt so infinite.

No comic books, no ugly looks
No flaming trees
Oh man, I need some more…