Anatomy of a Wallet

I think the saying "Show me your wallet and I will tell you who you are." might somehow be applicable to who i am, pocket-ly speaking, of course.

This map was given to me by Kay, an awesome friend of mine from college. She took time to draw this thing hurriedly yet in detail. Sweet. For a person to avoid being lost, a map is something precious. I consider this symbolic. And she told me to keep it, thus I did. Up to this day.

ID's which I never surrendered to my college. I can't surrender something I payed for. Oh and don't mind the SM ADVANTAGE card here. hehehe!

Guitar Picks! Go figure!

And here's all of what supposed to be the internal things you can find in my wallet. From the upper corner you'll notice an ID which was given to me, or rather we 'switched' ID's when she was here in the country for a vacation. You can also notice from above:

An MRT Ticket, PowerBooks Powercard, VideoCity, Timezone, Un-renewed RedCross Basic Life Support ID, A Riyal, 500 Peso bill(Pambayad utang), An arcade's token, and Our Lady of Miraculous Medal. Some I need not to include are: my parent's photos and a photo of myself together with Iya, BenchFIX calling card, and a list.

Other than those, nada. Sorry for those people who expected a CONDOM or two here. haha! I told you I'm a half-priest, half saint, half human. :) Let's reserve that for another topic.

As I see it, I am slightly disorganized and sentimental. I'm usually broke yet a family loving person. I dunno if my wallet can describe the affairs of my heart as of today. hahaha!

Now, I leave you all the judgement of who I am. ;)

Love According To Calculus

This was created by a friend of mine who likes to be known only as Calculus.


Love is like mathematics. It is confusing.

Love is like a + b = b + a. It is commutative.

Love is like a + (b + c) = (a + b) + c. It is associative.

Love is like a(b + c) = ab + ac. It is distributive.

Love is like 0 divided by 0. It is indeterminate.

Love is like the square root of 2. It is irrational.

Love is like the limit of 1/x as x approaches 0. It is infinite.

Love is like the limit of polynomial functions. It is continuous.

Love is like an inverse of a matrix. It is unique.

But most of all, love is like division by zero. It is undefined



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