"When fighting for freedom, never wear new pants."

For some few days, freedom has been interpreted into many various scenarios and treasons of happiness.

An instance in itself, just last Thursday, I got both issues #2 and #3 of Dallas (the second leg of The Umbrella Academy series). I have to say, Dallas is becoming much more intriguing than Apocalypse Suite. So many questions and answers have been asked and responded to in those two issues (particularly issue #3).

Apparently, Hazel and Cha-cha are true-blue serial killers in the most innocent yet bloody, inconventional way to get someone to talk. I mean, just to get pie, they literally cut someone's arms and legs off just to get a stinking recipe of canned apple pie. Man are they cool.

00.05 now has this odd knack for rebellion and has been the team's problem since the start of the series. He's known for being the child who ran away to the Apocalypse Suite and was pulled out of the time stream by the Temps Alternalis and turned into a slick, kick-butt "correction" (as they call it). His instinct to do good made him give up his reputation of being the most powerful and special correction in the Temps' dossier. But luckily for them Temps, as they were "correcting" him, they connected his DNA to all the most lethal and villanous known figures, such as Mark David Chapman and Charlotte Corday and such. He's turned into quite the most interesting character, I must say.

And so the rest goes as Spaceboy (00.01/Luther) becomes horribly obese, The Seance (00.04/Klaus) has drug problems and tries to save the day again (as he did in the last series), The Kraken (00.02/Diego), hot-blooded on finding out what exactly happened down at Costello's when 00.05 and Pogo were confronted again by the Temps, tries to regain the team's sense of leadership and heroic reputation afoot, The Rumor (00.02/Allison) is mute, and The White Violin (00.07/Vanya) is still a recovering paralyzed amnesiac after the epic Apocalypse Suite battle.

And Pogo is still dead.

Also, last Saturday was my dearly close friend Annetta's birthday. So of course, after piano lessons, we zoomed to Capitol Hills and handed her my copy of issue #3 (my favorite issue, WAH!) as my gift to her. Naturally, I didn't mind because Annetta was equally an amazing friend, and an equally deserving person to get that comic too. Plus I ran out of gifts to get her, so I had to move on my feet fast.

Our other close friend Dia was there as well, which was really awesome because it was about a year or more since we saw each other. I truly missed her, as I also missed the others that came like Mishka, and Jobi, and sadly Gabbi and Gianco were not there to get in the fun, but it was an awesome day anyway. We kept on watching Kung Fu Hustle, eating chips and pizza, and requesting for napkins (and in song). And not to mention, the BEST photoshoot ever since we all had the idea of choosing to iconize and stereotype Twilight, giving the bloody book such a horrid name, since already in itself it was.

Next week, in church, the Campus Ministry is congregating with us at the Teens Ministry, which is great news for my brother and I, since we have pretty much a bunch of friends at the Campus Ministry more than the Teens, actually. Nyahaha.
Since our friends Joy and Carl will be there, happiness and good greetings also take the medal of greatness to freedom once more.

So yes, when fighting for freedom, new pants are not needed.
But just when you finally get freedom, don't even think of taking a shower again.

Or you might just wash the freedom away.