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Our little secret. 2007-02-11 13:53:46 I thought you know how i feel. I do. Just because I’m asking you to laugh doesn’t mean I don’t. Laughter isn’t always sincere, you know. But it helps. Laughter won’t do anything to me. I am desperate on having a friend. A friend friend. Feel mo ba na wala kang true friend? What’s your definition of that? A true friend: someone who’s there when you have NO ONE.. isang taong unconditional ang pagmamahal sau.. a source of HONESTY and hope.. kaibigan sa hirap at sarap.. hindi ka pinagsasawaan. It’s hard to find one. I thought you know how i feel. I do. Please don’t doubt that. well… if you think you dont have a true friend… well….. you got the next best thing.. ME.. hehe.. someone to share your misery with.. sabi nga nila..misery LOOOOOOOOVES company.. Yes. I know i have you. But do you have me? What do you mean? It’s about you and me. it’s not just about a “me” or about a “you&rdquo ...

My life is not a faux reality. 2007-02-10 11:20:10 January 28, 1991, a subtle Monday. It was around six in the morning when the cry of a sophisticated newborn baby was heard. An unexplainable jauntiness aroused within the house where I was born and the tension coincided with joyfulness. I was raised in a typical family. Besides my parents and siblings, I lived with my grandfather (the father of the father) and my grandmother (the wife of my grandfather on his second marriage after my real grandmother died) and with their two daughters. My father has three siblings: Clarita (which I call Tita Claire) residing at Batangas. Bernardito (Tito Beng) which, I think, died when I was about four years old. He committed suicide on our bathroom. I still remember one moment of his wake wherein I have to force myself on seeing who was there inside the coffin. I was small that time so I have to raise my heels to the fullest effort just to outstand the wonder in my head. And Alberto (is that his name?). He doesn’t live here anymore. As they have tol ...

Of choral, story and play. 2007-02-09 13:00:05 Current Saving: P 687.75 Unsettled Debts: P 290 - Some third year people (teachers and students) are asking me to help them on the improvement of their choral interpretation. The third year section 1 is the over-all winner of the Juniors. I don’t know what to do. I still have a lot of things to accomplish and I also have other plans in my life. - Yesterday, many of my schoolmates (including classmates, former classmates, other Seniors and some Juniors, and even teachers) were able to read my short story Ang Diary ni Mariel. The feedbacks were awesome! They are coercing me to write more stories for them to read. I don’t know what to do. - I am still undecided on whether or not I will watch the play The Importance of Being Earnest on the University of Asia and the Pacific this month. My English III teacher told me to read the story first before watching the play. - Because of the demand on search engines, I am posting the lyrics of the soundtrack of Atlantika, Konte Varka. ...

Waiting Shed pro. 2007-02-09 08:10:48 N O T E : All characters in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure invention. Unang Yugto. Nakabukas ang pinto ng CR nang pumasok ako. Nakakasawang makita ang mga sulat sa pader. Lalo namang kinaiinisan ko ay kapag hindi ginagamit ang flush ng toilet. Sino ba naman ang masisiyahang makakita ng maruming toilet na iyong gagamitin—hindi man lang binuhusan ang ihi, hindi man lang pinanatili ang kalinisan para sa kapakanan ng susunod na iihi. Katulad ng dati, ginamit ko muna ang flush bago ako umihi. Hindi ko masasabing napakalinis ng CR na iyon. Sa buong gusali ng mga fourth year, iyon lang ang tangin CR na maaaring gamitin ng mga estudyante at kung ihahambing ito sa ibang CR sa ibang gusali ng paaralan, tunay ngang mas malinis—mali—pinakamalinis ito kaysa sa huli. ...

Sarado na ang pinto. 2007-02-08 09:38:54 Background Music: Mighty to Save (Spanish Version) - Hillsong United Foreground Paraphernalia: Laptop Setting: Bahay, 11:30 PM para saan pa ang pinto kung wala namang papasok? isang sampal sa kaliwang pisngi ang tinanggap ko. bukas naman sa kabilang pisngi. kung mabubura ko lang ang kahapon hindi na sana kita nakilala pa hindi na sana ako nabuhay pa para sirain ang iyong pagiging tao. WALA NA BANG DIYOS SA PUSO MO? AKO, MERON, AT BUUNG-BUO SIYA DITO. IKAW, NASAAN NA ANG DIYOS MO? ANG ALAK BA AT SIGARILYO? kung pwede lang maitakas ang orasan ng Maykapal itinakbo ko na upang lumipas na ang mga nalalabing araw nang hindi ko na mabasa ang iyong mga titik na itinatak ng iyong mga labi at di ng iyong isip. ...

Ang Diary ni Mariel. 2007-02-07 04:46:27 Wala akong ibang pagpipilian kundi ang dumaan sa gym upang mapuntahan ang aking MAPEH teacher. Tulad ng inaasahan ko, nakita ko na naman si Brixx. Napakahusay niya talagang maglaro ng basketball. Matangkad siya at may kaakit-akit na tindig, mapungaw na mata na inakbayan ng tila malalambot na pisngi at mapupulang labi. Hindi ko tuloy mapigilan ang sarili ko na mapatingin sa kanya sa tuwinang mapapadaan ako sa gymnasium. At sa mga araw na iyon ay napapadalas na ang pagtingin niya rin sa akin kapag ako ay tumitingin gayong hindi naman kami magkakilala. Ngunit pihadong nagkataon lang naman ang lahat… Mabuti na ring nakita ko siya. Mabuti’t naalala ko ang laro nila bukas. “Mahahanap din natin ang diary mo, Mariel,” sabi ko sa aking best friend na kanina pa umiiyak dahil sa pagkawala ng naturan. Napansin ko siya sa labas ng gym matapos mapuntahan ang aking guro. “Bakit mo ba naman kasi winala-wala.” “Huwag mo naman akong sisihin! Ikaw din naman ang may kasalanan kung bakit nawa ...

Mga Guni-guni. 2007-02-06 05:05:32 Dalawang taon na rin ang lumipas. Hanggang ngayon ay wala pa rin akong balita kay Bryan. Umasa akong babalik siya, ngunit sa bawat araw na lumipas ay walang Bryang lumitaw. Sa aking mga panaginip ay unti-unti siyang naglaho kasabay ng mga alaalang ayaw ko nang balik-balikan.Umiyak na naman ako kagabi. Pinagalitan na naman ako ng aking nanay dahil sa gabi kong pag-uwi. Ipinaliwanag ko naman sa kanya ng maayos ang nangyaring emergency sa proyekto namin sa English ngunit hindi niya ako binigyan ng kaunti man lamang na pansin. Umiyak ako sapagkat alam ko sa sarili kong mas mahal niya si Ate Glaiza. Sa pag-iyak kong iyon ay naalala ko si Bryan—ang Bryang datirati kong kasama. Oo, madalas kong sabihin sa sarili kong dapat na akong lumimot, ngunit ang sandaling ito, ang mismong sandaling ito ang nagbunsod sa aking ipaubaya ang aking kalungkutan sa nakaraang hindi ko na mababalikan. Kanina, pagkatapos ng huli kong klase sa paaralan, kinausap ako ng matalik kong kaibigang si Mae. Noong un ...

Pro tempore torpidity. 2007-02-05 04:53:26 Since I have an awful lot of things to do for the next days, I am planning to temporarily leave the blogging world. I don’t know when will I be back but I assure you that I will return for I have no reason to leave my writing sanctuary. Moreover, I want to inform my dear friends and readers that I am already thinking about the publication of my next fiction. Thank you so much for your support. Please pray for me. ...

My First Kiss 2. 2007-02-03 10:15:37 (Last of Two Parts) He abruptly asked me to go with him to the coast. He ran so quickly that I had to hold on tightly on his hands. Because of his promptness, I wasn’t able to notice that my tsinelas went off my feet. It was then dazzling to feel the warmth of his hand blended with the chilly air that rushed toward us. The two of us walked along the coast. Without flip-flops, we strolled on the coldness of the sand and stopped once to pick up shells. We paid attention to the music-like humps of every wave in our feet and didn’t care about the people on the plain. I smiled yet he didn’t smile in return. What’s happening with him, I thought. My focus was on the sea once more. I looked at him again; he was still staring at me! “Don’t melt me!” I cried. He just grinned at last and I noticed his dimple. “Tell me, do you really have a crush with that Mark, your classmate?” he asked me. “No, how dare you say such?” I answered. “Why, who do you like?” There was a grea ...

My First Kiss 1. 2007-02-02 15:46:31 (First of Two Parts) The newly arrived passengers of the airplane hurriedly surged on different directions to approach the people waiting for them. Others, however, are weeping as they bid farewell to their loved ones who are going abroad. I am one of those who were lamenting—weeping because he’s leaving. I accompanied him here; the only difference is that he must not see me. Bryan still looked like the same—he has the height of a basketball player, refining face and conspicuous stance. Passengers for flight 812 bound to California, USA… The lines amplified to my ears like thunder and made me deaf for a moment. It’s time for his departure. He’s running off here in Davao. It’s time… It all started when we had a class party a week after Bryan’s graduation. All must have a date. I am one of those who had no partner so my friends tried to find me one. But none of them acquired my heart. My mom suggested Bryan as my “date” for as she had said, he is the best guy apt fo ...

Red alert. 2007-02-02 02:55:36 Something ludicrous had happened that pissed me off wholly. I am actually foaming in the mouth! There is somebody out there who had tried to alter my password and so I can no longer open my Yahoo! Messenger account. Well, congratulations for triumphing! It’s a good job to know that my password for si_paurong is “umuurong”. Kudos! When I checked my Friendster account, I was surprised to see the Verify E-mail link on my homepage! When I went to my Settings, I found out that the e-mail address indicated there is not mine. And thus, if I sign out from that site, I can no longer open my account since its password is no longer my password. Before anything else turns out to be worse, I created a new Y!M account: gusot2007. ...

Saving money, saving time. 2007-02-01 04:13:14 There will be twenty-eight days to finish before turning the next page of the calendar for March. I am thinking of accomplishing the things which I was too frail to do so for the past weeks. Within this short span of time (which is—sad to say—the second to the last month of being a senior high school student), I shall encourage myself to be thrifty, perseverant and deferential. I am proud to say that I have already saved P434 within a week. It would have been a higher amount if I didn’t spend so much lately. I really don’t know how to save money yet this pursuit is becoming more intense. Since childhood, I don’t care about keeping certain amounts of money for me to spend in the future. Also, budgeting is not along my line. I am getting used on controlling myself when it comes to buying this and that, though. In addition, I am planning to start reading a novel for the second time this year. I realized that I really yearn to read again. I missed reading so ...

Reality check. 2007-01-31 08:29:47 Before I begin to face yet another month of ennui, I want to hear my regular readers’ and visitors’ voices about the following guide questions. Please answer the following wholeheartedly and transparently. Thank you for visiting my page. How did you know there is a Jonell? Remember when I knew you? How do you find me? What was your first impression on me? What can you say about me? What do you know about me? What can you say about my writings? What else do you expect from me? ...

Alkohol. 2007-01-30 09:49:01 - Mahiya ka naman kay Louie, Ian! Birthday na birthday ng tao hindi mo mapagbigyan! - Nga naman! Tsaka, kung malasing man ang isa, malasing na dapat ang lahat, diba? - Tama ‘yon! Hindi ginusto ni Iang makasama sa birthday party ni Louie. Unang-una sa lahat ay hindi niya kaugali ang mga kaklase niyang lalaki. Gayunman, hindi siya iba para sa mga ito. Ngunit dahil sa pagpupumilit ng may kaarawan ay hindi niya nagawang tumanggi at nakisama na lamang alang-alang sa kasiyahan ng nakararami. Dahil sa hindi siya sanay sa alkohol, mabilis na dumaloy sa kanyang katawan ang pagkalasing. Naramdaman niya ang matinding pagkahilo bagaman alam pa rin naman niya ang mga nangyari sa kanyang paligid. Unang beses niya itong uminom ng alak kaya inasahan niya ang ganitong kalalabasan. Hindi niya kinayang makakilos man lamang; sa halip ay natumbang parang posteng dinaanan ng isang malakas na bagyo. Umaga na nang minulat niya ang kanyang mga mata. Inabot siya ng sampu-sampu bago mapagtantong wala siya ...

Pulang silid. 2007-01-28 14:00:14 kanina pa kumagat ang gabi. diba’t palagi kita noong hinahatid-hatid? bago ka pumasok sa iyong silid, dumadampi ang iyong mga labi sa aking pisngi. diba’t kanina pa nakadungaw ang mga bituin? silang lahat sa ati’y nakatitig. walang mapagsidlan ang kanilang mga ngiti. pagdating ko naman sa bahay, ikaw ang nasa isip. ikaw ang tanging sigaw at bukambibig, kasama hanggang sa aking panaginip, at di mawaglit hanggang sa paggising. kailan kaya kita muling makakapiling? huli na ang lahat ngunit umaasa pa ring matagpuan ka sa dati mong silid ng mga alaalang ginunaw ng aking pag-ibig. ...