tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54829982011-04-21T20:27:38.746-07:00Pilya to the bone and utterly unapologetic about it ;PKnoxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11264725604642468908noreply@blogger.comBlogger1261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5482998.post-83981271828595828772008-08-31T07:10:00.000-07:002008-08-31T07:19:37.923-07:00

Eraserheads. No The End./Approximately twenty-four hours after the Eraserheads Reunion Concert and I'm still here reeling from the abrupt ending. All I have to comfort me is my Eraserheads anthology CD. (The rest of their albums, I have on cassette.)Yes, we understand that the reunion which lasted for 15 songs was miraculous enough. Yes, Ely Buendia is a sick and it was heroic of him to go on

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BLANKETSI just finished Craig Thompson’s, “Blankets” and happily, I’ve found something to add to my list of favorite books. It’s a graphic novel about an outsider who grows up and tries to find his place in the world. It’s been a while since I’ve found a book that’s moved me so profoundly and it makes sense that it's autobiographical, because I get very personal. Apparently, a lot of other people

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ALWAYS BE MY BABY I'm posting the lyrics of a beloved Mariah Carey song, now repopularized by American Idol David Cook. I loved the Mariah version, maybe because it was done in that time when Mariah was a wholesome bundle of love. Remember just how innocent she looked in that tire swing? Now, she's a certified MILF who married a child instead of birthing one. But about the song.It's got a totally

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U.P. Skate SundaysEverything can go down the drain, but you forget everything when you ride that concrete wave. Thanks to Dante D. for the great pic.

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I've turned a new chapter in my life and I think it's time to get personal once again. Besides, my legions of fans are insisting I write again so here goes nothing :)A blog dedicated to whatever. No more drama. Just pure kababawan.

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THIS POST HAS SERVED ITS PURPOSE =)/

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BALIK BAYAN/Wala akong masabi. Ang ganda ng Pilipinas.Kahit pa man traffic. Kahit pa man mainit. Kahit pa man an EVAT ay 12% at ang isang dolyar ay 49 pesos nalang. Ang ingay, ang dumi, ang hirap... lahat 'yan inaangkin ko.Dahil Filipino ako.Ang layo ng pinunta ko para lang madiskubre kung sino talaga ako.Napakasimple naman pala.Bakas sa mukha ko, sa kulay ko at sa dugo ko ang hinahanap-hanap

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A LESSON IN FUTILITY- TAKING HOME NYC / Writing about my recent trip to New York is hard. An experience so densely exciting doesn’t translate well into flat chronological words. It’s almost like buying tacky souvenirs- you know, those magnets, cups and t-shirts with the name of the city emblazoned on them, to remind you of what really happened on your trip. It just doesn’t work! Despite that, I

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NYC PANG MAARTE/You know how you want to commemorate certain meaningful events in your life. Sometimes, you don’t get a sense of just how important an event is until you look back on it. Occasionally though you get a keen sense that what is happening at present is life changing. That’s how I felt when I walked through MOMA. And then again at Brooklyn Museum and then once more at the Metropolitan

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MOTHERFUCKING NYC/What is NYC without a big freakishly hedonistic party? Since, I’m not the biggest of party goers… I just went to observe. Haha. Yes, getting shit-faced and fooling around is just my way of blending in. But I have to say, after a period of not drinking, you forget that the attaining a good buzz is an art form. There is a subtle line between tipsy and tip-toeing around your own

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THE TASTE OF NYC/ In my entire 2 week stay in NY, I didn’t have one bad meal. Not one. But there were three meals that really stood out. Mark and I ventured out to the swanky meat packing district for the sole purpose of going to Morimoto- a Japanese restaurant whose interior was done by Japanese architect Tadao Ando. His works really blew me away. This restaurant is the only thing he did in the

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NYC: CONEY ISLAND STREET PHOTOGRAPHY/

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I HEART NYC/ The truth is, for the most part New York is a dirty ugly place. I don’t just mean that it’s grimy and polluted which it is. Or that all the buildings and people are cramped together which they are. It’s ugly because it lacks a coherence.It’s almost as if the city just sporadically grew on its own, without any thought to urban planning. It has art deco style architecture next to a

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A LAST WORD TO MY SPONSORS/I thank you. Without you guys, this trip would not have been possible. Mumsky and Dada- Thanks for flying me out here, you could have chosen no to but you did anyway. You didn't have to go to NY either, but you still did. I love you guys. Smelly- You are my anchor and my navigator. It's always smooth sailing when you're around. It's just so funny that what you loved

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AN IRRECONCILABLE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND AN 11 YEAR OLD/I just read a short story written by my little brother’s 10 year old friend. She constructed a story based on her future life and entitled it simply, “My Life”. It was endearing because she managed to put their entire barkada in a make-believe situations. It also narrated that she studied in both Harvard and Cambridge. And like a lot

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THE ROAD NOT TAKEN/... is surprsingly colorful.

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IT'S ALL HAPPENING/I'm the kind of person who who thinks that I can get anything. If I put my an immense amount of energy into wanting it... the universe just conspires to give it to me. This is the kind of thinking that made me believe, I was a witch at an early age. I once cursed an ex-boyfriend and the next time I saw him... his face had become more cratered than the moon. Do I need more proof

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I'M SO HAPPY I CAN'T WRITE/I've been trying my best to get rid of this blogger's block, but I can't seem to find the energy to finish off an entry. The words gush out in a torrent whenever I'm angry, sad or depressed. Now that I'm blissful, no words can describe it. I guess, when we're happy we just revel in it. There is no need to dissect the situation, you simply have to live it. Thank you for

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DIXIE FAIR DELIGHTS/ I have not written in so long. I keep trying, but I find myself unable to complete an entry. After much thought, I've concluded that it is my feeling of absolute bliss that is causing the blog block. The words are a violent torrent when driven by a powerful force. However, quieter emotions like happiness and peace do nothing to stir the creative juices. Maybe I'm just moody.

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ON THE MIDDLE OF THE BRIDGE/ The image that comes to mind is an old rickety wooden playground bridge I used to fear when I was a kid. It was my first year in Saudi and I was seven. My parents brought me to this enormous wooden playground. With all it's nooks and crannies, the various levels you could climb up on... it was a nothing less than a fairytale castle.It had fortresses that were

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OLD SALEM/The only real tourist spot here in Winston is Old Salem which is a living history museum. It's an actual functioning town showing how our city got its roots.

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VIRGINIA BEACH/ My family and I caught the last rays of summer in this East Coast hot spot.

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TITANIC/One of the major stops in our Florida trip. It's a bit cheesy to be in a replica of Titanic without an ocean nearby, but hey I got some decent shots. Interesting to note: On the silhouette shot those are the names of the Titanic passengers. Also, my bro is leaning againsts an actual block of ice frozen to the same degree as the icy waters where the Titanic sank.

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WINSTON-SALEM/Just an intimate look at where I've been hiding out for the past couple of months.

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PROJECT SELF-ESTEEM/I'm not a big fan of reality TV, but there were some shows that got me hooked like The Apprentice, Amazing Race and Project Runway. Through these shows I've learned one thing and that is... the easiest way to lose is to doubt yourself. If you want to win, you don't have room to second-guess yourself. Even when you're wrong, you still have to believe that you are in the right.

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ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE/and 50 cents for a night of sleazy delight. I just had to snap shots of these ads. Found them in a gas station bathroom in the middle of nowhere. For just 50 cents, you can purchase a box full of pleasurable delights from the XXXtra creative vendo machine. some copywriters have it soooooo goooood ;)

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THE PERFECT TAN/I just came back from Virginia Beach, a popular summer spot here in the East Coast. My arms ache from trying out body boarding, but they're nice and tan like the rest of me. Being a brown and toasty is definitely a great way to cap off the summer!There is something so deeply relaxing about lying down on the sand and soaking up the rays. You just tune out everything and concentrate

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TO QUOTE GREY'S ANATOMY/Dr. Meredith Grey: A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to

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ANO BA TALAGA?!/What's going on? I've been in NC for two months now and still it hasn't happened. What is "it"? I don't really know, but I'm hoping it's a rock that will knock me off this course I'm on. Something hard and unexpected that will just blow me away. So far, it's been a peaceful trip. I'm on the highway of destiny and I feel like roadkill waiting to happen. I can't say it hasn't been

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NO WONDER I FELT LIKE I BELONGED SIX FEET UNDER/Brenda Chenowith's Official Obituary...Brenda Chenowith was born July 19, 1969 and died at the age of 82 at home. She earned her Masters Degree in Social Work at California State University of Los Angeles and a PhD in Theories of Human Behavior at University of Southern California. Brenda wrote several books about the role of the gifted child in

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YOUNG AND ALREADY FORGETFUL/Today, I realized that I am 23 yrs. old. I never knew that not celebrating your birthday could make you forget that you actually turned a year older. Unbelievable, but in my case true. I've been going around telling people that I'm 22!!! I even told myself to, "Relax, you're still young. Start panicking when you're still lost at the age of 24". That's less than a year

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HARRY POTTER FEVER/I just spent 2 days devouring the book "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince" After that, I spent another 4 days scouring the net for a clue on what's going to happen next. I have read J.K. Rowling interviews, read threads on forums, and I've even read fan fiction just to feed my Harry Potter craving. I've never done that before. I've always liked the series but I wasn't the

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HEBREWS 11:1/To have faith is to be sure of the things we hope for, to be certain of the things we cannot see. There is nothing more divine then the right words spoken at the right moment. Thank you Lord.

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ANOTHER CRAZY DREAM/The inside says run.Run into the darkness.Without knowledge, without a spear, without a shield.Fight for the light. You'll feel alive at the end. Is foolish brave? Or are the brave foolish?Sit still and wait for your fate. That is not the cry of a warrior. Standing up, drenched with sweat with a bewildered look. That is how things must end. There is no glory in a predictable

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EX FOR EXCELLENT/This is what Philippine Star had to say about my good friend, film enforcer and one-time boyfriend... Alexis Tioseco. 12) ALEXIS TIOSECO – Alexis Tioseco is the best Filipino film critic today. Editor-in-chief of Critecine – a website dedicated to Southeast Asian cinema – and a frequent contributor to film journals abroad, he is responsible for championing Filipino talent like

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CONSUMER OVERLOAD/Walmart doesn't provide baskets, just carts. Lots of them.

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WHO'S THE GEEK NOW?/Someone just set up a wireless network in our house. Surprise! It's me. HA HA HA! Screw you Geek Squad! That's the tech support group at Best Buy that very politely insisted that they do it for me for a token fee of $160. That's a freaking iPod man!You wouldn't believe the lines they were throwing at me. "I'm a programmer and I wouldn't dream of setting up my own wireless

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PIKCHURS/A friend commented that I looked FAT on the pic I posted (Ok, she didn't say I was fat but no matter how someone says it... "put on weight, chubby, finally have meat on you etc. it alway adds up to FAT FAT FAT). Admittedly, I'm a big porker on that pic. Not the best angle to hide a growing double chin. Luckily, it's not a recent pic. It was taken several months ago by my friend Mahk. I

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AMIDST IT ALL/It's been great talking to friends this past week.Friendships are the kind of relationships that can easily be overlooked. But there is definitely something special about being with someone just 'coz. You don't need them to complete you. They don't need you to hold their hand. Friends don't terrorize you with criticism like a parent would. They don't suffocate you with all the love

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LOOKING FOR INSPIRATION/I can't seem to write about anything noteworthy these days. Maybe life is a little too good at the moment. The absence of anxiety and stress does not bode well on a creative spirit. However, I am realizing just how it hard it is to land an h1b visa as a copywriter. I've been sending my resumes left and right without any luck so far. I guess it's pure luck I stumbled upon

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OFF TO FLORIDA/Since my trip to Banaue, I've come to love being on the road and traveling. Of course, it's much better being on a bus and sleeping. This trip to Orlando will prove to be challenging with 9 hours ahead of us. It won't be too tiresome though because driving automatic is easy breezy...Here's to hoping I encounter another adventure.

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ME LIKEY/ I believe that when you chance upon good things, you've got to share it. So here's a list of what's rockin' my world. A music video me likey... Just cause it's so fun and it shows how you can do something crafty even with a low budget. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8cypDp_I6wA book me likey...This book will hit you in so many levels and at times you least expect it. A beautiful mind

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MARIO HAS LEFT THE BUILDING/A good friend, who now works at my former dream agency, told me that our former mentor Mr. M has now left our former agency. Gawd. The past is so quick to change. At this stage in life, everything is moving and it's hard to find solid ground to plant your feet on. I'm pretty happy being trapped in a La La land at the moment, sheltered from the reality of life. There's

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I NAME YOU?/My Macbook arrived three days ago and I've been busy playing around with it. It's so sweet! I look at it and feel a sense of peaceI've been thinking about what to name this baby of mine. At first, I was considering the name "SCRIBBLY" in honor of the company that gave me the sidelines to get this piece of equipment. But when it arrive, I fell inlove with it's exterior. I thought "IMMA

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CONFUZD/ I can't believe I'm saying this less than a month after I left. I don't want to admit this even to myself but, "I MISS ADVERTISING!". I miss being a slave to an idea, to have it take hold of you. I love the feeling of hating yourself for having made a weakling and the euphoria of coming up with a fighter. I miss the emotional whiplashes of rejection. I miss the infinite frustration of

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HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY! /I's Independence Day here in the U.S.A but I'm not in the mood for celebrating. Afterall, I am going on 23 and still mooching off my parents. It's not something I am proud of. There is a big part of me that wants to leave and get on with the struggle of making money. Yet there is also a part of me that is unbelievably happy. I love having so much free time to just

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THOUGHTS DURING MASS TIME/I went to church today. It was at St. Leo's, a small and cozy brick structure. The air inside smelled cool and sweet, like bottled goodness. We almost got lost in the sea of pink Americans when I spotted him. Not Him, but him... the beautiful prayerful boy. The kind of boy you would want to meet and eventually marry in church. Though he is a man, I refer to him as a boy

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BACK FOR GOOD/We're all looking for someone to share our life with. We want that one person who will live for us, who will be with us through the laughter and the tears. We want someone to love us and embrace us for who we are. We want a true friend to cheer us from the sidelines. I haven't found that person, but in the meantime I have this blog. This blog has been with me through so much

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FLYING OUT/ Gone in search for something magical.Turning my back on a world that has become bleak, dusty and familiar. Looking for that one thing that will be true eternally.Goodbye, I'm off to find the fairy in me!

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TRYING TO STAND STILL ON MOVING GROUND/ I finally got to try surfing with Mia and Angel in La Union. This is my hunky instructor Chris telling me that I need to be able to stand up on the board in one quick cat-like motion. Notice the look absolute confidence in my face. This is going to be a piece of cake. I knew it was going to be easy! Chris is looking at me like I'm retarded. He must be

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ANG KALARO KO SA BAYWALK/Sana lang, ako ay nakapag-paalam. Mabigat ang dibdib, mabagal ang hininga.Hindi talaga makapagsulat ngunit pipilitin.Ano ba ang nangyari noong gabing yun? Hindi ako isang man-hater na naghahanap na bibiktamahing lalake. Hindi ka isang bolero na manyakis na babaero.Hindi ka writer na nagpapanggap na artist. Hindi ako artist na nagpapanggap na writer. Walang sosy at walang

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SAGADA ANG GANDAH/

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GRABEH SA BANAUE/

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1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10/Ready here or not, here I come. Taguan na naman. May taya at ay may mga dapat hanapin. Hindi masyadong nakakatuwa itong nakatayo sa dilim. Madaming demonyong umaaligid sa isipan. Lumabas ka na kasi. Alam mo namang mahahanap din kita. Maaring hindi ngayong gabi dahil sa panahong ito kinakaibigan ko pa ang dilim. Sana lumabas ka nalang ng kusa. Huwag mo na akong

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ADIOS MY CORPORATE PURGATORIO/ where it all began...my desk on a good day...my favorite hideout...who knew purgatory had such a good view of manila bay...one last shot before i walk on to my big blurry destiny =)

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WHERE IS CASPER?/ I gave the future a ringexpecting to hear a friendly voice.It was answered by someone familiar yet distant with a tone so unsure, I felt like I was talking to a stranger.What was I thinking?Trying to pass off the past as future.The voice that spoke was from a time long over. It ended even before it began.Memories are dead.They are but a shadow of their former selves... haunting

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DISCOVER INTRAMUROS/ Find out the poignant story behind the walls of Intramuros. Walk this way with Carlos Celdran.http://celdrantours.blogspot.com/

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I'M SORRY FATHER/I went to confession today. I went to the chapel I felt most at home in... Stella O in UA&P. After admitting to all my sins, the priest asks me what profession I was in. I told him I was in advertising. He then asked, "What school are you from? You're not from here... UP?". Having just confessed my deepest regrets and worst deeds, the thought that popped into my head was, "HUH!

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IF THAT WAS MEANT FOR ME/Your words cut to the core because of the truth behind them.I’m so different now. Sometimes I don’t even recognize myself,or believe of what I’m capable of doing… both good and bad.This was not the same girl that left UA&P.Some days I’m proud of that fact,other days I’m crawling in my own skin.I’m glad that you’ve let me in on your life somehow.From what I’ve read, we

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THE END/I wish they would warn you about the last time someone kisses you in that special way. I wish someone could warn you as they’re holding you close. He'll be hugging you tightly then all of sudden whisper “This is the last time I am going to look into your eyes with this much love. The next time I see you, I will hate you”. Of course, most endings are abrupt like a bomb dropping and you’re

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INSPIRING WORDS FROM OTHERS/Breakaway - Kelly ClarksonGrew up in a small townAnd when the rain would fall downI'd just stare out my windowDreaming of what could beAnd if I'd end up happyI would pray (I would pray)Trying not to reach outBut when I'd try to speak outFelt like no one could hear meWanted to belong hereBut something felt so wrong hereSo I pray (I would pray)I could breakaway[Chorus:]

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“MAS PRACTICAL NA IKAW LANG ANG MABASA”/Yan po ang sinabi sa akin ng aking kaibigang lalake noong hindi siya nakakuha ng payong para sunduin ako sa aking naka-park na kotse. Inihabilin ko na magdala ng payong dahil nga sa biglang buhos ng ulan sa labas, ngunit hindi daw niya nakuha ang text ko in time… So, ipinatakbo nalang niya ako sa ulan.Totoo nga ang kasabihang, “chivalry is dead”. Kailangan

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SABIT/Ang hirap umuwi ng may iniisip na sabit.Mabigat ang feeling, hindi ka makatulog.Nanunuot sa isipan ang kailangang gawin.Guilty ka na hindi mo pa tinapos…Kasi naman, ipinagpabukas mo pa ang pwede namang gawin ngayon.Isa akong malaking SABIT.Ang sabit ay parang tinga’ng naninirahan sa singit ng ngipin mo.Pilitin mo mang kalimutan, babalik at babalik pa rin siya sa isipan.Kung pwede lang

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AFRAID/Love is for the braveIt is not for those cower in the face of uncertaintyLove does not need to make sure,it boldly goes where there is no tomorrowLove sleeps with hurt and wakes up still loving.Love does not wait to be loved firstLove is not glamorous.It is a sweaty, messy, bloody affair.And even with all the pain,love does not guarantee a happy ending.Love is for those who believe,who

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AN UNLIKELY HOTSPOT/I got sore eyes today so I spent a good part of my weekend in a hospital. It wasn’t half bad. Maybe, it’s because I have been dying to get my hands on the 2nd season of Grey’s Anatomy (a show about the complicated love lives of surgical interns) and the prospect of seeing guys in lab coats actually got me excited. Since I enjoyed my little trip to the hospital so much, I

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DEATH TO 168/One of my fave shopping hotspots has been raided. 168 mall stalls are being investigated for smuggling and tax evasion.This calls to mind a story that was told to me by a Chinese friend a couple of months back. This friend’s dad knows someone who’s friend was visiting the Philippines. This really happened to him. He was on vacation when he decided to check out 168 for the great

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DON'T LOOK./Yan, sabi kasing don't look... tumingin ka pa rin.Sometimes warning signs do serve some kind of purpose...even if it may seem silly to go walk on an overpass when it's so easy to just jaywalk. Even if it's hard to walk the extra block in the scorching heat, next time we might actually want to heed that "no unloading" sign. This is a classic example of how pictures really do paint a

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ADIK SA DRAMA/Puberty years nung sinabi sa akin ni mother dear, “You live in a fairy tale. You think your life should be like the books and movies!”. Pagkatapos yun ng isang emotional na away. Yung tipong away na ako yung talo at ang last resort ko ay magtampo at magkulong sa kuwarto kung saan mabilis kong isinasaad ang aking mga “feelings” sa isang diary entitled “thoughts”.Buti nalang at tapos

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BALIK WOWOWEE/Over the weekend, I read that Wowowee was going back on-air. I guess the recent hullabaloo over country’s supposed state of emergency and the landslide at Leyte has overshadowed this tragedy. Sad. It looks like ABS-CBN has just received yet another get out of jail card.ABS-CBN. It once stood for something noble... a Pinoy success story. The network inspired Filipinos all-over the

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EARTHQUAKE/Gumalaw ang lupa.Naramdaman ko ang kilabot nitosa 35th floor ng isang gusali dito sa Makati.Nanginig ito sa lungkot at pagkabigoHindi na kayang dalhin ang mga Filipino.Mga taong abala ngunit walang pupuntahanLahat naging salot sa sarilang bayan.Mga politiko at mayayamang makapangyarihanlagi nalang nanggugulang.Walang pakialam kong sinong matapakanMga oposisyong puno lamang ng hangin at

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CAPOEIRA/Anuman ang hinaharapbigay todo ako.Bawat galaw, all out. Dahil kahit meron ako,kayang kaya ko.Simple lang ang laro ng buhay,ibigay mo lahat ng makakaya mo.---

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LOVE LIGHT/You notice now how there’s a diet side to everything. There’s Coke Light, C2 Lite, San Mig Light. We have a diet option for everything from milk, to meat, to cereal, to chocolate. We even have a healthy sugar… it’s called Equal! Who would have thought three years ago that Jollibee would have salad? Nowadays, nobody wants to be weighed down by the excess fat, calories and sugar. And

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FROZEN/I am Knox’s frozen heartCryogenically keptUntil such a time when heartbreakCan be cured/ no longer existsThe ice keeps me wholeso that I may beat a constant rhythmto keep Knox running.Running away from desire.I pump cold blood through her veinsAnd she lives rigid and unfeeling.I wish I could melt this ice away.i would release the waterand let it flow freely from her eyes.Then maybe she

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HINGAL/akyat... babaakyat... babapinagpapawisannahihirapanpero sugod pa rinbawat hakbang pinipilit umangatpero hanggang ngayongwala namang napuntahannakakapagod ang stairmaster.

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168 MALL/Seems like a lot of folks have stumbled upon by wee blog by typing up 168 mall in divisoria. HAHAHA! (Wawa naman sila) They were probably expecting bubbly information about the hippest shopping dig, but instead they get depressing old me and my awful poetry. Since my blog is listed 5th in the search results, I might as well write about the place.In all honesty, that place is a gold mine

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DRAMA/ DREAMINGIn an effort to churn out words... any words... the uncopywriter has puked out sentimental dribble once again. This is about finding new love.Violet used to be what I desired, but I left that dream behindCouldn’t love something so out of reachUntil now, when I’ve come to want color in my life again... give me the red, whites and blues Are you calling out to me or is this another

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WAITING IN VAIN/The first time I saw you, I knew that you were the one.But so much time apart has made me doubt that you will ever want me.Will you ever see me as worthy, my one true desire?Am I going to have to endure more months as a stranger to you?-Someday, I hope to disrupt your world like you've rocked my core.Maybe, I've put you up on a pedestal, but dreaming of you has kept me

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GIVE M.E./ Paano mo masasabing mahal mo ang trabaho mo? Siyempre ang isasagot ko diyan ay, oo. Pero ngayong linggo naipatunayan ko hindi lang sa salita, pati talaga sa gawa.Lahat na naibigay ko sa trabahong ito. Literal na. Blood, sweat and tears.Sa mga nagdaang mga buwan, ilang beses na ako naiiyak sa mga kahirapan ng pagiging-creative. Mukhang masaya ang trabahong ito, pero may halo rin namang

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HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU'RE AN IMC STUDENT?/1. I don’t have a boyfriend/girlfriend; I have a laptop. 2. I do not eat lunch; I digest case studies. 3. I do not say “goodbye”; I say “bye for now.”4. I do not watch TV for the shows; I watch TV for the commercials.5. I do not say "effectiveness"; I say "effectivity." (note: look it up...thereis no such word as effectivity)6. I do not say "eureeka"; i

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HELLO/Matagal nakitang hindi nakita, friend. Alam mo, ang dami ko sanang gusto sabihin sayo pero sa paglipas ng panahon parang naglaho na lahat ang mga salitang iniipon ko. Nagtititigan lang tayo. Kaninong laway ang mapapanis ng una? Kahit siguro sa mga kaibigang matalik tulad natin, nangyayari ito. Kaya buti pa, dahan-dahanin nalang natin. Pero huwag kang mag-alala. Nandito ako para sa iyo

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OT FOREVER/Pangatlong beses ko na ngayong buwan na matulog sa office. Noong una, masaya pa... parang slumber party with the teamates! Kasi naman... kahit nagtatrabaho, masaya kami. Sagana sa pagkain, sagana sa kwentuhan, walang tigil na tawanan. Pero hindi na siya masyadong enjoy dahil linggo-linggo, nakasanayan ng may overnight OT ako. Ayaw ko nang magising sa couch sa creative plaza dahil

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REMEMBERING 9/11/Over the weekend, I finally got to watch "In Memoriam"- a documentary tribute to the Twin Tower Bombings. I got the DVD in the States on January 2003 and it shocked me to read that the bombings happened in 2001. That means I've waited four effin years to watch this damn documentary. I'm appalled at my lack of a sense of urgency. Despite the lengthy time gap, the video clips of

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WISHING/"Be careful what you wish for, you might actually get it"Of course everyone is familiar with that phrase, and I'm sure we all have experienced it one time or the other. It's a funny feeling really. You map out your life from point A to Z and feeling despondent as you reach the next letter. My very good friend, Mr. Pecker, could attribute this to the fact that I am a "journey person" as

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Rusky/I have a new pet project, and literally it is a pet. I have what we call a 2 month old askal puppy. For those who are not familiar with the breed, it is the smartest dog breed around… the asong kalye. It’s not the prettiest thing in the world, but it’s white and it’s furry and that’s loveable enough for me. I am adamant in naming it Rusky, even though my uncle has been calling it Whitey and

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BYE-BYE BABY/Matagal na akong hindi nakapag-sulat. Marami akong tinangkang tapusing entry, pero hindi ko magawa. Busing-busy kasi ako sa aking baby. Ang baby ng buhay ko… ang kaisa-isa kong baby bro. Pero ngayong lumipad na siya patungong Saudi Arabia, makakapagsulat nanaman ako. Wala nanaman akong matinong aasikasuhin kung hindi ang aking sarili!Sobrang saya ko na nakasama ko ang kapatid ko,

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DOOMED TO BE JOLOGS?/Masayado itong nakakatawa para palipasin kong hindi i-post. Nakakatawa dahil totoo.Kailangan lang nating tumingin sa labas, sa mga nagkakapalang mga rallyista, upang malaman na talagang doomed to be jologs nga itong ating munting isla. Kung sino man ang nagsulat nito, ito na ang aking testamento na sasama ako kung maisapan mong mag-absent at mag-rally para sa karapatan ng mga

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SANDMAN CONFESSIONS/Read this entry with a lovely British accent if you can.Neil Gaiman’s notable notes on the Philippines: (from his blog http://www.neilgaiman.com/journal/journal.asp)“In the Philippines, the people are enthusiastic on a level that makes the Brazilians look reserved and polite. They shout very loudly when they're happy, too. There's a noise that a few thousand of the locals make

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A NOT SO FAIRY TALE/Once upon a time a princess fell in love with a knight.He was a strong knight, proud and daring.This knight, the princess noted was destined for greatness.Yet she knew that behind that brilliant façade lurked much sadness.A sadness that was deep and almost impenetrable.It was this that drew her love towards him,She wondered how such a tall and dashing creature, victorious

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GOING HOME/ Whenever I would face a difficult situation,I would find myself crying out, “I want to go home”I didn’t really know why that’s what I would say.I thought that maybe I was just confused,thinking that home was Saudi.Or if I was there, home was back in the Philippines.But I've realized that it is neither…Because home is where God is.No wonder, I feel at incredible sense of peace when I’m

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A SHORT PRAYER/My little brother was praying out loud for me the other night. It went something like...Please make ate have the knowledge, and do well at work.Make her beautiful always.Do not make her die, do not make her sick,do not make her have bad luck, make her have good luck.And do not make her be guilty like the girl in the commercialI had to interrupt him right then and there. I asked him

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MY PERFECT BLOG/I stumbled upon a blog today. It belongs to a commercial director I met once. If I had it my way, this would be my blog. http://www.littlerocket.net/

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REBUTTAL TO GROSS ENCOUNTER/May isa akong kaibigan na nag-comment na medyo “gross” daw ang entry ko tungkol sa mens. Nagustuhan naman daw niya noong bandang huli, ngunit feeling ata niya ay masyado akong naging graphic sa aking pagtalinhaga ng aking mga damdamin.Ang sagot ko diyan ang magpakatotoo nalang tayo! Marami sa mga gawain natin ay hindi kanais nais… lahat naman siguro tayo ang nagkakamot

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UNSOLICITED PROPHESY/Funny thing happened over the weekend as I was buying DVDs. A vendor randomly foretold my future. There I was shifting through piles of pirated goods when he commanded that I turn my palms upward. He held them and straightaway said that my life was messy. No surprise there because the lines in my hand criss-cross like a spiderweb spun by a drunk spider. He looked at them and

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WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT MUMSKI?/Mom: You sound well. Are you better now?Me: Yea, I’m ok.Mom: That’s good.Me: (pause)Why? Was I really sad before?Mom: Yes. I could hear it in your voice.Though I can’t really say that everything is all better, it felt good to make someone think that it is somewhat better. In strange way, that has made me feel better.

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MENS/Nagising akong duguanPula ang higaanHindi ito kagulat-gulatSuspetsa ko na ng ilang arawParating na ang panahon koIlang araw ng nanghihinaHindi maitago ang kumukulong galit sa katawanHindi na makatiis at ipinaagosang kinikimkim na inis Inis sa sarili Inis sa init Inis sa mundo Lahat lumabas Ang poot ay tumagosDuguan at

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KABLAAAMMM!/Minsan gusto ko sanang lumulon ng bato at sumigaw ng, “Darna!” Sa dami nang nais kong makamtan sa buhay na ito, feeling ko na kailangan kong maging isang superhero. Ang mga aspirasyon ko ay hindi bagay sa mortal na may pag-aalinlangan sa sariling kakayahan. Kapag tinapatan ka ng higanteng ambisyon, dapat ang dibdib mo ay mas matibay pa sa konkreto (tulad ng batong mama sa Fantastic

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“2 BUY OR NOT TO BUY”/The cry of my generation so it seems.This was verified by the research findings of my agency as they profiled college graduates aged 20-24. As they went through the presentation, I was more and more disturbed.It seems like my generation wants the easy moneyed way out. This is proven by how so many graduates get into call centers. Not to disregard the 65,000 call center

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WELCOME BACK MY ACHING BACK/Morose… somber… melancholic… words that aptly describe my mood four hours after getting back from Boracay. Who can blame me? Who really wants to be back here in the stressful real world where the sunset signals the end of the work day and the start of your battle with traffic. Where you’re lucky to spot a star in the brightly lit skyline of the city… where you slave

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FUBU o BF?/Summer na summer na. Sa tuluyang pag-init ng panahon kasama ang pag-iinit ng mga laman loob. Malibog ang mga tao. Sa sobrang init- kaya siguro na-uso ang pagkakaroon ng fubu or fuck buddy. Dapat mamulat na an ating mga mata na ang pagkakaroon nang fuck buddy ay hindi na isang “foreign” concept na napanood natin sa movie na “Vanilla Sky”.Actually, maaring matagal na siyang nandito, ako

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A PART OF ME DIED TODAY/Yesterday, a friend of mine died. Actually, she jumped off the side of a building. Though we weren’t close, I find myself deeply affected by what she’s done. Actually, anyone who has heard her tale gets very sad. She was a promising account executive. At 25, she was only really starting out her career… and her adult life.She gave up too soon.We probably all have our

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