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11:00 pm | got to buy things 2006-06-01 03:34:00 Amidst the glorious heat of the sun outside, without a single penny on riding a tricycle to go to our meeting place, I vigorously strolled my way going to Meralco to meet Pamela and get what I dreaded for almost a month. There I was perspiring yet enthused on having my brother’s stuffs. Pamela was annoyed because I was allegedly late for fifteen minutes. I sat beside her and not for long she gave me a plastic bag. I decided not to open it until I got home but then I had this vivid voice inside my mind telling me to go open his letter which compelled me on doing so. At last, I received my requested letter from my dearest brother. Of all the content of the two-page letter, which includes his remarks of thankfulness and love to me, I was greatly bothered by the sentence: Ayaw kong isipin mong ito ang una at huli kong letter sa’yo (I don’t want you to think that this is my first and last letter to you). After having his picture days ago, his letter is another big link for ...

7:21 pm | a decoded path – a better life 2006-05-31 03:33:00 The following is the article I wrote last Monday and is the one I submitted to the Young Blood editorial column of The Inquirer through e-mail two days ago:It is apparent for the teenagers nowadays to be disturbed in the nation’s turmoils—in which case most of the adults take for granted what teens can say. Ages ranging from the yes-I’m-going-to-high-school stage to the hurray-I’m-having-my-debut period seem to have their own capacity of viewing what is really transpiring in our country. If you agree on the aforementioned, may I take you on what a teenagers’ point of view could be…in behalf of the millions of teenagers considered as the fair hopes of the fatherland. Some days ago, the movie The Da Vinci Code began to strike a major disturbance throughout the community by sending thunders of controversies and unceasing protestations prior to the content of the motion picture. The movie, as everyone may have known, is the film adaptation of Dan Brown’s novel bearing the sam ...

7:10 pm | the sountrack of my life 2006-05-31 03:31:00 PERPEKTO by Dong Abay Ikaw ay nagdaramdam puso ay nagdurugoHindi pa yata alam kung sa’n ka ba patungoIkaw ay naliligaw isip ay nalilitoAyaw mo nang gumalaw hindi ka sigurado Ikaw ay napupuwing minsa’y nabubulaganMata ay nakapiring daan ay kadilimanIkaw ay nadadapa napipilayan dinDi makapagsalita ano’ng ibig sabihin Wala—wala naman—wala namang perpektong taoAno ba ang epekto kung meron kang depektoAno ba ang epekto kung meron kang depektoAno ba ang epekto kung meron kang depekto Ikaw ay nawawala minsan ay nawawalanDi ka naniniwala puno ng alinlanganIkaw ay nagdirimdim ligtas ka ba sa rehasBakit ka nakapiit bakit ka tumatakas Ikaw ay natatakot parang walang hanggananAng kirot ng bangungot di mo makalimutanIkaw ay nanlulumo bilang na ba ang arawGusto mo nang sumuko mundo mo’y nagugunaw Wala—wala naman—wala namang perpektong taoAno ba ang epekto kung meron kang depektoAno ba ang epekto kung meron kang depektoAno ba ang epekto kung meron kang depekto Ikaw ay inaalon wala ...

5:53 pm | where is the storm when you need it? 2006-05-31 03:29:00 “A whole day would be fine. A whole week would be fine. A whole month would be fine. A whole year would be fine. A century would be fine. Basta’t kayakap ka ay okay. I hope we could spend more time together. A few hours is better than never. If only we could make it longer. Fine fine time.”–From Eraserheads’ Fine Time The stupor, the state I dread, is flowing through my veins right now. It is not caused by lack of sleep for the reason that right now I am teaching myself to sleep on time. For the past, say, five months, I didn’t sleep well. Everytime I go to bed, it seems like it wants to toss me away and so I have so spent time in front of the computer to blog. That was my life on the first quarter of this year. I blog in the middle of the darkness, staring at the screen, thumping at the keyboard, pouring something from my stupid mind. For the past days I never put a word on my weblog, I busied myself on spending time texting. I use that irritable un ...

9:10 am | what is up with me 2006-05-31 03:27:00 Six weeks passed before I in all honest compelled myself on blogging again. Many things transpired so precipitously that I cannot mention each morsel. To put it bluntly, this summer vacation is boring and yet fruitful of unexpected events that I never even thought could happen.To start with was the end of my Junior life. All of the painstaking days of grueling projects, assignments, presentations, notes cramming and life spent at the Isidro Rodriguez Building faltered swiftly like it never squeaked inside my head to be this stupid. I was a lazy third year student of our batch and it is evident on my classroom rank. But then it doesn’t mean that I totally incriminate myself because of the mess I left on the course of my high school life. I still appreciate the school days I spent save the fact that I induced myself on being a vicious student who doesn’t slip on ascertaining an absence on a week’s time. To where or to whom or to what should I put the blame? I absolved m ...

12:43 am | advance happy birthday jayce 2006-04-17 22:57:00 I just want to greet one of my greatest inspiration in blogging, Mr. Jayson Jacinto Cortez, the author of Cobwebs and Souls, who is a part of my life in so many ways he doesn’t know, an advance happy birthday. Of course I know his birthday because I’m an avid reader of his blog. I actually learned so many English from him. Chuckles! May tomorrow be a special day for him. Kudos to him and may he have a wonderful day! ...

12:34 am | the period 2006-04-17 22:56:00 Everything of me is empty now after my conversation with my “tol” through text messages. And it wouldn’t be sufficient for me to detail what we had talked about. One thing is for sure right now, something must stop and someone must leave. There’s a period, I mean it. ...

10:15 pm | at ace water spa 2006-04-16 22:56:00 NOTE: This is kind of acrimonious, okay?… This is the continuation of yesterday’s post. I wasn’t able to finish it last night because of laziness and torment. Right now, as I am writing this, I am actually having a chat with my “tol”, Brian, through text messages. We’re having a difficult time discussing about Pamela. Anyway, I’ll talk about that later. I have realized that I must be very careful on what I wish for. Last time, as you may noticed, I had written nothing last Thursday, April 14, because I was injecting to myself that I have no skill in writing and no one is appreciating my thoughts. Then, like a sudden explosive, things boomed my way. A thing happened after another thing. So, I hope that you, readers, will be with me. Thank you.The “swimming thing” was along Del Monte Avenue near corner Banawe Street, Quezon City. We parked the car then entered the back entrance whatsoever. We were already oriented on the do’s a ...

8:17 pm | to go or not to go 2006-04-15 22:55:00 A minute before the clock struck three, as I was lying on my bed, last Thursday, I received this text message from my aunt: Hi toy! Mag handa k 6pm daanan k namin. Dala k towel at swiming trunk. (Hi toy! Get ready, we’ll pick you up at 6pm. Bring towel and swimming trunk.) It was apparent to me that she was talking about the “swimming” thing she was urging me to consider. Three weeks ago, I suppose, she had mentioned it to me that she would treat me and two of my friends to a “swimming” something in Roosevelt, whereupon I sort of had taken it lightly that I asked Joan about it. But then, I had realized that Joan is going to the province this vacation, and Joanne would not be permitted to go out at night. Therefore, my two best friends couldn’t come. Last weekend, my aunt asked me to come with her and his husband to that “swimming” thingy and assured me that I will “enjoy” it. I felt empty that time that that thingy wouldn&rsqu ...

12:20 am | computer on bed 2006-04-13 22:55:00 I can’t believe I have done this stuff. It’s just that I can’t sleep that I tripped over the computer. It’s awkward, though. The CPU is on the computer table, the monitor is sitting ferociously at a chair in front my bed, while the keyboard is on my bed and the mouse is sitting on a book (it serves as a flat pad for the mouse). I can’t believe I have done it. I just don’t know how to clean this mess of arrangement. Wah! I can’t sleep. I am silent hear; pretending to be asleep. Zzzz. ...

6:30 pm | for what seemed like forever 2006-04-12 22:54:00 Romeo: Ay me, sad hours seem long.from William Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet I wasn’t able to blog anything about yesterday because it was all a mess. It’s like having a bad trip when it comes to taking drugs but yet I would not consider myself having such since I am not taking illegal drugs–and never will I take those. But come to think of it. Anything can possibly happen, so I cannot promise I wouldn’t take drugs. To stop the digression, let me start with what happened yesterday. It may not sound that “bad day” to everyone but for me it is one of the most tiring or satiate condition. My Lola asked me if I can come with her to Megamall because she would see her niece who is borrowing the photo album of my aunt’s wedding and everything. I refused but later on I decided to dress myself up and have a nice time at the mall. The FX we had ridden was a total disaster. The atmosphere was not pleasant and mind you, people, it was really hot ins ...

1:12 am | the door for forgiveness 2006-04-11 22:53:00 What could you want thatforgiveness cannot give?Do you want peace? Forgiveness offers it.Do you want happiness, a quiet mind,a certainty of purpose,and a sense of worth and beautythat transcends the world?Do you want care and safety,and warmth of sure protection always?Do you want a quietness that cannot be disturbed,a gentleness that cannot be hurt,a deep abiding comfortand a rest so perfect it can never be upset?All this forgiveness offers you.You who want peacecan find it only by complete forgiveness.A Course of Miracles It’s really hard for a person to forgive someone who committed mistakes against him. For some, forgiveness is impossible especially when it caused so much pain, wherein permenance of grudges is conceivable. For other people, forgiveness is just a click away, markedly to those who don’t know how to root perilous yet torrential wrath. The thing is, is it important for a person to forgive others? Of course, it is, even how great the pain was, even how sorro ...

3:50 pm | i am too chicken to write 2006-04-10 22:53:00 I think I have no guts to continue the story I was writing last night. I’m not a good writer, there’s no reason to continue. I better reprimand myself. It’s just that it is apparent that what I am doing is incongruous, too paradoxical. Then so what if I will stop on writing. I have no future about it. But still a bit of me is pestering me thoughts like pursuing my dream of being a writer.. no.. Do I want to write? Do I want to act? I do not know. Can anybody admonish me what to do? Or when all else fails, let the chips fall where they may. Whatever! ...

1:26 am | what the hell are you doing manuel? 2006-04-10 22:52:00 I’m writing. It’s embarrassing on my part. I’m writing again. This time it would be longer and more transparent. It’s entitled “Hawak Mo Ang Aking Kamay” (how silly!) and for sure, it would take a long time for me to decide whether I’ll finish this trash work or not. It’s been two month since I last wrote something. I hope this story of mine will be as successful as my previous tales. I hope I would be able to come up with a wonderful piece. I don’t want to be pessimist this time. Voila! ...

10:30 pm | random thoughts 0409 2006-04-09 22:52:00 Earlier, after going to church with my Lola (ei, today’s Palm Sunday), and buying a Cappuccino pearl shake, I walked my way to–guess where–Study Net. Oops… don’t chide me. I’m just being loyal to that computer shop. I spent one hour doing everything like posting my blog entries pended because of my laziness. I also editted my template and took me so long. Errors. I had lots of them putting scripts on my template and editting the section headers and everything. I wasn’t able to talk to Matt though he was online; it’s just that I set my mode in invisible. One hour was spent there. Rolyn, my elementary friend sent me a message. She was calling me “kuya”. It’s really awkward! I was deliberately dumb. I was scrutinizing those pictures of those people I assume as my Kuya’s classmates. I have no more news about him. He’s no longer being available at YM and he’s not calling me over the phone. I think his angry ...