to the people we love (March 15, 2010)

to the people we love,
you should be thankful
that we manage to squeeze our thoughts on you
amidst this crazy schedule we have.

we dwell on your lives, loves and laughs
without you even knowing how or why we exist.
creating an illusion of sighs and sniffs,
a star on my own, a shadow for your stare.

to the people we love,
appreciation is not needed nor wanted.
talking on ourselves about the love we never could have
is fulfilling enough

sharing our sentiments over the flowing beer
the billowing smoke of a thousand cigarettes
and cradling rhythm of tragic songs,
we learn to be strong, but fail to understand giving up.

to those people we love
may you never know what we really feel.
for exposing the truth is ruthless rape
to our hearts, souls and sanity.

the next time we pass by each other,
promise us that you would never look back
as i stare into your eyes that talks of nothingness
for we are happy enough to feel and express love silently...

...to the people we love

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I wrote this poem out of boredom and hunger. It was a day when I remembered something painful and it was also a time when my friends around me were sharing sentiments about their forlorn love. This poem says it all. I do not have to explain further lest I want you to know who I am talking about. A fish wouldn't get into trouble if he'd keep his mouth shut. Hehe.

happy meal (09/01/2009)

It was already 6:46, I was supposed to meet my father at the SM Annex by 6PM. I wasn't able to text him about the delay of my arrival because my phone's battery died after frantically exchanging texts with my group mates. We all ran out of money to shoulder the expenses for our group project. It was very stressful because I was thinking a lot of things at the same time. I decided to go home first then recharge my phone and go back to the mall to meet my father. After arriving at the bus stop in front of SM North, I walked laboriously towards the sky garden not minding my 3 day-old hunger pang. As I was about to enter the mall, I saw my father smiling, like he had been there forever waiting. I smiled and said

"Pa, lowbat po kasi ako eh, kanina ka pa?"

he replied "Nakita kitang bumaba dun sa bus, bakit dun ka pa dumaan anlayo?"

I was amazed that he, once again, was able to find me wherever I go, and regardless of how long I've been gone.
We went to KFC afterward and mama was able to catch up with us. It was euphoric because the week has been very stressful for me (lack of sleep, money and food - I even passed out once.) It was very ideal to have dinner without ever minding if you'd still have money for the next day.

haha. wala lang. i miss being a kid again.
happy meal na lang, kumpleto na.
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Well, this is definitely one of my favorite posts. This reflects all the longing I have felt during my college years. I have experienced the ultimate form of hunger and when I remember the days and the things I used to do when I was  hungry, I just smile and miss the good old days when I used to eat kanin with ketchup packet and a tomato. Hahaha. Those were the days. Also, most importantly, this post reminds me of how sweet my parents can be. They definitely are not showy with their emotions that is why when they show affection towards us, it's always surprising and effectively sweet. And we also had McDonald's delivery last night so I opted this post.

A whole new world less the clutter

Hi.
I probably should not be making another blog since I can't even maintain my previous blogs but heck, I have this new perspective of finishing stuff that I start. So here I am, trying to organize and archive the past 20+n years of my life. I personally don't know what to make out of this blog. Should I have a theme? I mean, should I be writing about things I am interested in? Maybe. Let's see, I like food, books, sports, travelling, research, documentaries, alien, architecture, mythology, music. Err, maybe I shouldn't have a single theme. It's not applicable for me. Or maybe I'm just too lazy to narrow it down.


Anyway, first off, I would like to retrieve some old blog posts I've written for the past few years and I would tell you why I chose them to be included in this post; after I do, then I can start writing new stuff again. Mainly, the reason why I wanted to write again is because of my new job. I really like my new job. I am a producer for a fast-growing network here in the Philippines. I write scripts and work my visions with a graphic artist and an editor. I make plugs for the shows and I can't believe I found a job that fits my academic knowledge as well as my creative mind (so they say). I mostly handle plugs for News, Public Affairs and International. Sometimes though, I make plugs for cartoons and movies which is a good break from the hard sell of facts and responsible journalism.

This year has been good to me. I remember welcoming this year by repeatedly telling myself that this is going to be my year (I have been trying to take my visualizations seriously over the past few months), and what do you know, I am here now. Things did not sail smooth though. I've had my share of rainy days and cloudy mornings. However, keeping my faith in Him helped me through a lot. My last year of college brought me to my vulnerable point. I kept a positive attitude and look where it brought me. Last week, I got my first paycheck and hurriedly spent time with my mother in the grocery. Yeah, grocery shopping is our family's therapy. It brings us to another zone.

Moving on, let's all take a moment of silence and wish that I can keep up with this blog. Amen.