Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Some Lit.

Just two random snatches of Literature encountered today that stretched the normal lines of dissatisfaction in her face, a smile was it called?

1. Regina Spektor's, "All the lies on your resume have become the truth by now and the things that you never did have become your youth"

2. A cannot-be-still child somewhere between five-six curiously found herself stuck in a commute traffic with 17 tired impatient snoring souls and was left to wonder, "Saan nanggaling yung mga stars, Mama? Mga kaluluwa ba ang mga stars?"

Monday, April 3, 2017

With longing, vanro.

It's 11:23PM, the air is dry and full of thoughts and things to say, but at times such as these, only the small things are ever said, 

Happy Birthday. 

Are you happy? 

You must be. 

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Be-"coming"

Have you ever been asked, "what have you accomplished so far in your life?" or have you asked this yourself lately? I do. I did. Constantly. Other 24 years old from different walks of life have become a "something" of this or that for once in their lives; either they have established themselves a business that they have always desired, created something wonderful that, if not changed or transformed, somehow altered the future for the young ones, or started building their family, got married and experienced that orgasmic feeling of be-"coming" a man or a woman, or have traveled to different countries and cities they've always dreamt of seeing, or took courage and became the person they have always wanted to be, or went to Africas of the world to sustain humanity, or just simply managed to materialize the "someday" they have been waiting for. Where was my poverty soul possibly be during it? It was sitting at the far off corner of the roomful of uniformed men, breathing, vibrating at having this one chance to live - if not Live - with peroxide hair. Lol 😂 

Randomly written on June 19, 2016

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

DM

Happy Birthday to Ate DM wearing flowers in her hair with magic secrets of youth in her eyes up there in heaven.

We miss you so much beh, our lives may have come a long way, but seeing you grow up before our eyes would have been more than enough to make our lives better. You will always be in our hearts. Continue to be an angel to all of us especially to Clark and your cousins. 

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Poetry

Inosenteng nagaantay lang naman ako mapuno itong bus papuntang market market, bakit kailangan kong matanaw at masaksihan ang karumal dumal at walang sawang paghahalikan ng dalawang taong nagmamahalan, putangina

Friday, December 9, 2016

Mas okay na 'to.

Torn ako on what to pursue, media or government. Pero mas okay to na suffering kesa sa struggle ni Caris sa World without End ni Ken Follet kung saan torn sya between staying a nun to fulfill a service greater than her own o ang magpadala sa kalibugan nya kay Merthin. Mas okay na 'to, Lord. Thank you.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Coffee Break

I am revising a manual, it would not save the world, but it could probably restore a life, but the recommended draft revision is overwhelming, I could not seem to construct a proper sentence, so I stand and go to the pantry, check myself on the mirror, made myself a coffee, all the while fixing my gaze on the mirror, what a vain, no? A co-worker joined in and as we mixed our coffee creamer and sugar in the cup, he asked the most random question, "Are you happy with what you are doing?" And I could have cried hot tears and pour it in on my coffee, what would it taste like, I wondered, would it be scalding, tasteless, baseless, bitter, bitter with a pint of saltiness? What would happiness taste like when poured over coffee