Willie's singing rends the good ambiance of this place.

Pepeng Parma was a false alarm. Even PAGASA wolf-cried about it.

If I'd fall for somebody else, I'd rather fall off a cliff.

happy for some secret reasons.

Maybe my problem was, there was really no problem but I found a way to make this problem my problem.

Apparently there's a thick line between "I must go to bed now" and "Oh, I haven't started my postlab report yet".

Far in the back of my mind something tells me it's out of good deed I passed my exam on polar curves.

I'm holidaying at Mars. I'm going back when no one's fuming about the weather anymore.

It is always a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with a few helpings of potato crisps.

that if bowls of chicken chowders could talk, they would not be ranting about the weather.