Archive for January, 2008

IN NEED OF A CRY
January 29, 2008

So there I was, at the neighborhood coffee shop.  After hours of mindless, directionless walking.
 
Started reading about, of all things, a detailed account of a stranger’s first sexual encounter on his blog.  It wasn’t supposed to make me cry.
But the chorus of “I’m Your Angel” started playing on my ipod.  And my eyes suddenly pooled with tears.  Sentimental shit.  
Somehow hearing, [...]

SIMPLE TROUBLE
January 26, 2008

Met a group of gang rapists at a shoot.
They sprayed this graffiti on the floor beside my foot.  I asked “Anong ibig sabihin niyan?”  They shouted back, “Simple Trouble!” in a way that made me feel stupid for not knowing what ST meant.  (ST also reminds me I just saw Sweeney Todd and loved it.  [...]

QUIRKY
January 24, 2008

Nope, this ain’t me.
Meet one of my very available friends, flaunting it at a bar we were at last weekend.  Haha.  
 
Do you ever stop to think about what it is you love about your friends? 
It’s the little quirks that always get to me, make me laugh, make me think — hey, this is a real person [...]

OUT OF HERE
January 23, 2008

Need to get out.
Can’t stand this.
Am counting the days.  They run too long.
Need to see the sun.  Need to breathe.  Need to feel alive.
Need to go beyond these walls.  Need to get away.  Far, far, far, far away.
Want to wake up barraged by the noises of an alien city.  Want to hear voices speaking words [...]

BET YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO THIS KIND OF CLASS …
January 19, 2008

Some not so great things happened yesterday.  The only one I can get into was that I accidentally slammed a taxi door into my left index finger.  It bled a glassful and some of the skin peeled off.  How’d that happen, you ask.  Well, my mind was distracted thinking about the unmentionable not so great things. 
So I went to my Friday night [...]

“I JUST WANT TO BE DOMINATED!”
January 18, 2008

That’s a direct quote from my friend at dinner the other night.  Another Theresian-Atenean with a strong personality, she complains her husband lets her do the driving in every aspect of their life: their kids, their household, their business, even their bedroom …
They fought recently, in the middle of the night, and she told him to get the hell out.  [...]

35 … ONE MOMENT IN FOREVER …
January 14, 2008

This is the best birthday I ever remember having. 
I’m here, in my today, feeling present for a change.  You won’t understand because most of you already live in the here and now.  It was different with me:  I used to live in the future, impatient for things to happen, impatient with myself for not getting where [...]

A VISIT TO THE READING ROOM
January 13, 2008

Went to see Sandy after another sleepless night.
Sandy is the cool owner of The Reading Room at Marikina Shoe Expo, near Bellini’s.  She not only has a gift for seeing, she has a matching gift for finding the precise words to describe what she sees.  (Turns out – and I just surfed her blog now – Sandy’s a terrific [...]

CAN’T SLEEP
January 12, 2008

Been having trouble sleeping.
Can’t stop thinking.  Tortured thoughts.
My body clock’s confused, doesn’t know what time zone it belongs to anymore.  
Some days I get to bed when our morning shows start to air.  Today’s worse, it’s 9 am and I’m still hanging around waiting for my own night to fall. 
Though I’ve at least been blessed with the sight of pretty, [...]

BACK TO WORK
January 8, 2008

CAN ONE BE A BOSS AND STILL BE A GOOD HUMAN BEING?
That reads like a stupid question. 
But to me, it’s an important one.
Am back to work and trying to figure out how the remastered version of me is going to fit in here.
I used to see this office (not my old office, which I absolutely loved!) as a collage of [...]

SUNDAY CONFESSIONS
January 7, 2008

 
At dinner tonight, my Mom dropped what was for me a bomb:  she didn’t sign up for church service this 2008.
She, who has served as a lector and mother butler in church for a decade, suddenly decided to give it up.  She muttered (when my Dad was not within hearing distance) that she wasn’t sure what she [...]

MY BLOG: THE BOYFRIEND SUBSTITUTE
January 4, 2008

“Go be that starving artist you’re afraid to be.  Open up that journal and get poetic finally.  You were not born here to work and pay taxes.  Take pictures.  Scare people.  Shake up the scene.  Be the change you want to see in the world,”  Jason Mraz (recent journal entry).
 
Why do you guys blog?
It just hit [...]