13th Oct, 2007

To be in slow-mo

I am bummed out for having to endure all the crap that happens everyday in the Senate: the injustices and the continued and subsequent tolerance our politicians have for being dishonest. Yes, Abalos resigned, the FG has finally come back only to deny that he told JDV3 to ‘back off’ and ERAP’s supposed pardon still hangs in the muffled indecisiveness of the Palace, but in all of these unfinished and loosely tackled issues, do we actually feel or expect that any of them would be concluded, that the main culprit/s would be prosecuted then jailed?

13th Sep, 2007

Drained

i am tired
of all your lies
your pretensions
to become
a part of me

i could tell
from your ways
i am not the one
but a dark surface
to your selfish desires

30th Aug, 2007

Photorgasm

I can still remember the delicious clicking sound it made every time I took a picture; so much different from the “beeps” point-and-shoot cameras make. After three years of relying on the LCD’s of point-and-shoot cams, it was so awkward shooting with a viewfinder but I still managed.

19th Aug, 2007

Astral Lovers.

With no pretense I’ll slowly fade
Like whispers in the night.
Leaving an air of lavish sense
From which I hold you tight.
Hand in hand we shall fly up high
Across the moonlit sky.
And feign on! Feign on like lovers
Lost in a lullabye.

I went with a couple of friends to the bus terminal the other day and kept them company until the shuttle bus arrived and took them to the airport. As I kept waving to them until the bus sped off out of sight, I realized that seeing people off to the airport (or at least to the bus terminal) has been a steady ritual for me here. As long as I’m not really busy, I don’t mind taking the time to send people off to the airport. Actually, I think I have never been too busy for it.

The 2006 SONA was a load of crap, a circus act of some sorts that the midget proclaimed a unity call for everyone, even her enemies. This year’s SONA is another one. Or rather a much bigger pile of shit.

1st Aug, 2007

No Day But Today.

Just four years ago I was very much scared to go to high school and start a living in a whole new surrounding. I was elected Muse for Ipil section and Gelo became my escort. I was forced to sing Bring Me to Life and I’ll Be in front of the whole school that night and got asked to dance by some Seniors as a sign of penitence for giving me a prank love letter on the first day of classes.

18th Jul, 2007

“Demon Possession”

In UP, first years are discouraged to join any organization because the university would like the freshies to concentrate on their studies first, above anything else. If the students could manage their time and acads well in their second year, then they could join any group they want to.

Being in UP, it means you have brains. And by that, it means you are capable of thinking for yourself which is good and bad. So before joining any orgs/frat/soro in school, you should think about it really hard. Think about the good points the org/frat/soro can do for you and you for them. Will you be helping other people by joining or will it only eat your time and waste your acads away? Most people join these groups to (1) have more friends and a second family (especially if your away from home), (2) to have connections and (3) to have something socio-civic or academical to spend your free time on. Making yourself busy for the right reasons isn’t bad, but just be sure your ready for it and it will not ruin you.

4th Jul, 2007

WANTED: iPod

Pangarap kong magkaroon ng iPod. Yung nano. Stylish, bold, classy. Kaya lang, ang mahal ng iPod e. Can’t afford pa naman ako.

Dahil kapos ako sa budget, pinatulan ko na yung isang unbranded music player – Match MP3 Player. 256 MB or 50 songs, more or less. Pede na rin. For now, I could settle for something less. At isa pa, madali lang syang palitan, mumurahin lang naman e. Pagkagraduate na lang ako bibili ng iPod nano. At pag may iPod na ko, ibibigay ko na lang yung Match Player sa kapatid ko. Ano ba naman yung 256 MB compared with 8 GB? Wala lang yun, I could easily get away with it.

28th Jun, 2007

Sunday Morning Special

I woke up early last Sunday morning to attend the 40th day mass celebration for the death of an uncle and being a “semi-practicing Catholic” I stayed outside the Church and as always my mind wandered after some minutes.

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