BREATHE 2005

work on Christmas

2005-12-19T14:52:00.000+08:00

A good gauge to determine if you are enjoying what you're doing is if you miss out on things that you have been doing before-- like my blog.

My decision to work where i'm currently at is a leap of faith and things have been miraculously going my way after that. I have no one to give thanks but God! He blesses me with small gifts everyday and like a child i open them with an expectant heart. It is amazing how He irons out things just to give me His assurance.

Though the world gets the best of me most of the time, I am a walking testimony of His abounding love, greatness, and unfailing hope.

Salary is due at the end of the month. Even if my pocket is empty this Christmas, it will not stop me from celebrating its essence-- that God offered us a "gift" through Jesus Christ, the only way to receive "it" is to accept Him. You know the drill.

Have a blessed Christmas, everyone!

Sugal=Gamble

2005-11-18T03:25:00.000+08:00

SUGAL ang talinhaga ng metapora ng aking buhay. Mga pagkakataong ang sarili mismo ang itataya nang walang kasiguruhang kapalit. At dahil mas madalas ang talo samantalang madulas ang panalo, mapipilitang ituloy ang laban sa laro na ang tanging alituntunin ay "WALANG SUSUKO". Nananalig ako na dadapo rin ang mailap na 'swerte'.

Life is a GAMBLE. But in my world, no luck nor omen exists. Despite the overwhelming flood of setbacks, a glaring fact sticks out-- I am grounded by faith. Thank God for this and more (first of all is sanity, then health, family, friends, love, hope, and finally the tiny drop of joy left of me). And praise God I'm still breathing!

Panaghoy ng Lupa

2005-11-17T10:31:00.000+08:00

LAPIDA
Ang lupang nilagpakan ba'y
sagana sa patabang aayuda
sa aking pagsibol o
isa itong kumunoy na unti-unting magbabaon
sa lalim ng anim na talampakang alabok?

MADUMING JEREMIAD
At dahil sa walang habas mong
ingudngod sa aking pagmumukha
na ang paligid ko'y nabubulok,
ako ay naniwala't naghapis.
Di mo batid na matagal ko nang napagtanto
na ang kalagayan ko ay tae.
Pinilit kong pabanguhin
subalit pagbali-baligtarin man
tae pa rin--
perwisyo sa tatanga-tanga,
biyaya naman sa tigang na lupa.

Cruising on Lake Placid

2005-10-11T23:54:00.000+08:00

I'm cruising on this lake of tranquil emerald water. The breath-taking limestone boulders decorated with patches of vegetation stand gallantly on opposite sides. The shout of silence and warmth of the biting cold accompany me as I stay afloat.

But no matter how serene and refreshing this niche is, i still tremble at the mere thought of things unknown-- what lies beneath and what lurks in the dark.

Is this reasonable fear or senseless paranoia?

Again, I tell myself, "be still and enjoy the cruise".

Paper

2005-09-28T21:30:00.000+08:00

Cheers to "BREATHE"!

Happy first anniversary!

To my regular readers, thanks for inhaling my breath!

BOKYA

2005-09-27T17:56:00.000+08:00

LITO
pagtingin sa langit, di mo batid kung bukang-liwayway ba o dapit-hapon na

BALISA
di alam ang gagawin dahil trabajo ay wala

TORETE
ang bukas kaya'y tulad din ng ngayon-- BOKYA?

Maxwell Dream

2005-08-19T16:10:00.000+08:00

a dreamer with no dreams
abled to see but without vision,
a tiring maze of labyrinth life
facing dead-end one after the other,
finally, losing one's self in nature's flow.

the agitation that status quo brings
awakens the dead spirit.

from ashes the phoenix shall ablaze,
flap thy flaming wings,
leaving burnt traces to my destiny fulfilled.

Paradise

2005-08-18T23:12:00.000+08:00

clouds kissing the ground carpeted with colorful flowers
as the cherubs playfully chase the dancing butterflies.

the air is as fresh as the morning dew
sweet delicate bouquet of cosmic tranquility;
embracing me, comforting me, consuming my totality.

the choir of angels unceasingly echoes praises to Your Name.
i raise my hands in awe of Your Majesty;
the solar star seems darkness compared to your radiant presence.

hurt and suffering are gone.
sin and death are defeated.

my spirit revived, my body resurrected
resting in the cocoon of Your Love.

joy is everlasting. my heart finally rests.

Missing you...

2005-08-15T16:45:00.000+08:00

Soar like an Eagle

2005-08-04T16:23:00.000+08:00

ISAIAH 40:27-31

Why do you say, O Jacob, and complain, O Israel,
"My way is hidden from the LORD;
my cause is disregarded by my God"?

Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.

He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.

Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;

but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.

They will soar on wings like eagles;

they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.

Dueto at Duelo

2005-07-16T20:41:00.000+08:00

NIYEBE
Kay aga ng hanging amihan sa niyebeng bitbit nito ngayong Hulyo.
Di sapat ang kumot ng Iloko sa lamig ng iyong ihip.
Ginising ako sa panaginip na lumalason sa realidad--
iba na ang kanyang tingin, ang mga salita, at pintig ng puso. Iba na siya.

HARDIN NG ROSAS
Ang mga luhang nagdilig sa hardin,
kung hindi man sapat na payabungin muli ang tuyot na rosas
ay mabisang panglanggas naman sa natinik kong pagkatao.
Sasapit ang panahon ng tagsibol.
Tiyak na sasagana ang hardin ng mga rosas.
At isa sa mga ito ay magiging akin.
Di bale nang masugat uli ng tinik
wag lamang matuyot muli ang mga talulot.

Sintunado ang dueto. Wala namang talo sa duelo.

of these things

2005-07-13T13:21:00.000+08:00

i dream of fallen leaves
rising, crowning the tree
...........withered flowers
blooming in their full glory
...........cumulus, nimbus
melt as the sun rises from west to east.

i see a weakened heart
beating,yearning, and loving
...........collapsed lungs
expanding, exhaling, and breathing.

i close the book
then turn back the pages,
skip the tragedies,
prance on the music
of the string quartet.

how powerful our minds are!

i think of you beside me
but my futile hands can reach you not.

the air is different. i am different.
everything is different without you.
how i wish nothing changed!

in my mind

2005-07-07T15:14:00.000+08:00

5 Lousy Answers

2005-06-14T17:03:00.000+08:00

1. what's the dream play/musical you'd like to be in?

i like children's musicals. Peter Pan, I guess. I would certainly love to try flying!

2. name five people you wouldn't mind being stuck in an island with (real or fictional)

Pinnochio (and his pink thongs)
Sound of Music's Maria
Lisa Kudrow
Oprah
Toni Gonzaga

3. what do you think is your best talent?

to look innocent

4. if you could invent gadgets for use inside your car, what would they be?

a pen that could produce laser beams which could pierce off the ears of pasaway drivers or kahit mga surot na lang ang patayin nya
BWAHAHAHAHA

5. what's the wildest thing you've ever done?

i asked a stranger which sanitary napkin i should buy

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not the Compass but the Destination

2005-06-07T16:32:00.000+08:00

Thanks for the rain! Though it reveals to me the unconspicuous wounds, it never fails to comfort me these days of seclusion.

The latest account of myself just betrayed personal hopes and dreams.

I am being stripped of the things and the people, which and whom I have learned to sap security from. I am losing much and i won't be surprised if one day i would say to myself "i have nothing". But truly, we don't have anything. Do we?

It's indeed difficult to live a life based on faith-- to learn to trust in Him and not on one's logic nor capabilities.

Can't wait for spring.

Shower

2005-05-30T15:34:00.000+08:00

ang naka-ambang pagkapawi ng uhaw ng lupa'y
nagdadala ng pangungulila sa kamusmusan
ang pagsabak sa tubig na pukol ng langit noon
ay di ko alintanang ito'y malupig ako
mistulang nagapi sa hitsurang tila basang sisiw
datapwat sa kaloob-looban, ako ay tunay na wagi.

sa panandaliang pagtila nito'y
kaakibat ko ang pag-asa--
pag-asang dala ng samyo ng mundong bagong dilig.

Tara! Maligo tayo sa ulan.

Tag-ulan sa Tag-araw

2005-05-21T12:39:00.000+08:00

Nagsimula ang aking araw na pangkaraniwan-- taklob ng mga ulap ang langit bagamat dama ko pa rin ang init na kumakapit sa aking balat, hinihigop ang pawis sa aking katawan.

Tahimik ang lahat. Walang mga huni ng ibon. Ni ang mga batang kadalasa'y maiingay na naglalaro'y tila naging mga pilay at pipi.

Nakabibinging katahimikan.

Katahimikang unti-unting binabasag ng papalakas na kabog ng aking dibdib. Wari'y may unos na paparating.

Bumuhos nga. Sinakluban ng langit ang lupa. Sa sobrang lakas nito'y di ko maaninag ang kapaligiran-- ang hibik at paghihimagsik ng langit na tanging ako lang ang nakasaksi, saksi sa nagbabadyang pagbabago ng panahon.

Ang mala-sponghang puso ko'y patuloy na sinisipsip ang tubig-ulan na singpait ng mga kabiguan sa buhay.

Tumitila na ang ulan subalit tuyo ang paligid maliban sa aking mga pisnging naging irigasyon ng mga luha.

Sa panahon ng tag-araw, puso ko'y tag-ulan. Sabay sa tempo ng panaka-nakang pag-ambon ay ang nakakubli kong mga ngiti habang nagtatampisaw sa tubig-ulan.

Offering my 'Isaac'

2005-05-03T21:41:00.000+08:00

He gives...

Epochs have I waited for the soul who lifts me up,

the soul who can dissolve all thorns stabbed into my heart,

the soul who can bring light to a dark and gloomy day,

the soul who encourages me to wake up and cease not to pray,

the soul who teaches me that love is real-

it transcends all boundaries, indeed!

Pure joy and zeal for life this soul brings.

It is love; nothing lovelier than it is!

... and takes away.

Time's up!

2005-04-23T20:28:00.000+08:00

i despise myself for letting the cancer consume me with such great intensity.
the pain it caused and still brings
wrecks my being,
pounds on my very core.
i retaliate with my teeth and fists clenched;
trying to control this rage.
but this hate, i could no longer bear--
a stumbling block to my faith,
draws out buckets of tears of defeat
like rusty metal chains that wring my bleeding neck

how heavy and burdensome it is!

for years i couldn't fly because of this...
gasping for air in this air-tight bottle
this bottle of self-centeredness

i so long for my freedom...
i plea to its keeper to let go...
and let me be-- be me.

BLEPHAROSPASM in Calapan

2005-04-17T07:42:00.001+08:00

tinais na dulong * tatlong gasera * adobong pugita * pritong dalagambukid * sulat * guhit * gupit * batang makukulit * "Sir" * "Madam" * meriendang kamote * ginataang monggo * nilagang tandang * asul na dagat * puting buhangin * starfish * sea urchin * daliring natinik * signal ng SMART * madilim na gabi * ningning ng bituin * sumisipat na buwan * huni ng kuliglig * dalagang umiihi sa tabi-tabi * dalawpu't anim na ice candy * nang-aarbor na Mangyan * work-out sa poso * batang namboboso * ilocanang umutot * tae ng kambing * kaldereta * chorva ng pastor * walang reli*

lacoste si ate vi * chingkit na js * choyat na jp * chondak na jc * pastor si ian * C2 ni bobbie * drawing ni andres * si earla o si carla? * tulala na lao * jabar ni tiara * walang ligo si leslie * guwapo na ben * caravan icon si tessa

CHRISITAN PRISM

itim * kasalanan * pula * dugo ng Tagapagligtas * puti * bagong buhay * luntian * paglago sa pananampalataya * ginto * pangako ng Maykapal- LANGIT!

p.s. balat na natutong * binhing itinanim * pusong naantig

Blepharospasm in Calapan

2005-04-17T07:42:00.000+08:00

Disputing the 'Good Friday'

2005-03-25T13:40:00.000+08:00

I don't exactly know why we call this day 'GOOD'. Most (including me) may say that this day is boring-- malls are closed, TV stations are signed off (if not broadcasting a so-so Pinoy pelicula or running a marathon of a foreign tv series), and everybody just feels like sleeping.

I don't agree that it's GOOD.

As the Christian community remembers the day when the greatest love was sacrificed, the world becomes a boring place. On the other hand, heaven is full of joy in Christ's victory.

Again, I don't agree that we should call this day 'GOOD'...
It's an understatement.
Why not, SUPERB Friday instead?!

Now showing: Kailangan Ko'y Ikaw Starring: Regine Velasquez and Robin Padilla

Saranggolang Sanggol

2005-03-14T18:48:00.000+08:00

Sa iyong masayang paglalakbay
_________________Sa himpapawid ng buhay
Kasama mo akong umangat, sumadsad
_________________Minsa'y kontento lang sa katahimikan ng pag-imbabaw

Di ako ang una, di rin ang huli
_________________Sasapit din ang araw na kailangang ipasa ang pisi

Tanong sa dati ri'y mahigpit ang kapit
"Paano ba magparaya?
_________________Kailan dapat bumitiw?"
(Ipikit ang mga mata't huminga ng malalim)

Dama ko na ang galak na dulot ng katahimikan
_________________Amoy ang hamog ng luhang nagbabadyang bumuhos

Malapit na...
Paka-ingatan niyo.

An Early Summer Night's Dream

2005-03-07T23:21:00.000+08:00

I am as if in some emotional dyspepsia. It puzzles me more as to which might have caused such discomfort when I have been numb, cold, and calloused all at the same time (so i thought). And as a natural reaction, I searched for ways to relieve the pain. However, I can't poop, fart, burp, or fart it out!
When the large intestine munches on its smaller counterpart, isn't that ulcer? HAHA!

inhale.. exhale...

of this almost forbidden air

clouds my sanity

sending me not nirvana

but to hours of regrets

escape to neverland i must

tic tac tic

gravity weakens its hold

PSALM 13

2005-02-23T10:05:00.000+08:00

1 How long, O LORD ? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
2 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and every day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?

3 Look on me and answer, O LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death;
4 my enemy will say, "I have overcome him,"
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.

5 But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
6 I will sing to the LORD ,
for he has been good to me.

*NIV biblegateway.com

Felis sylvestris

2005-02-22T12:02:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, I ACCIDENTALLY ran over a cat in front of the UP Infirmary. It was quite disturbing to see through the rear-view mirror how that poor cat twitched and struggled in pain.

Incidentally, the night before that, I was comparing myself to a cat.

I was a kitten, enamored by a ball of yarn. I played with it for days, months, and then years.The enticing yarn strangled me for several times. With my own sharp nails, I cut the knots and tried to break loose. I enjoyed temporary comfort after that so I played with the yarn once again.

Today is one of those days that I feel all strung up- twitching and struggling in pain similar to that cat. But unlike it, I am blessed.

By-standers just stared at it with some showing no concern. But as for me, I am assured that no matter how many times I mess up, help comes to me...

...because I am saved by the grace of Christ Jesus, my Lord and my Savior. Beat that!

Flowers for Me?

2005-02-17T08:35:00.000+08:00

In this modern age when everything seems to be 'accepted' by the society, it comes to me as a shock that people still put genders on things like colors, names, jobs, and so much more... and in my case... flowers.
As a child, I was brought up that blues are for little boys and pinks are for lil girls. Mechanic is a man's job while a caregiver is that of a woman. Maria is for manang and Mario is for kuya. But for flowers, let it be the local sampaguita or the imported holland tulips, these are automatically linked with the female gender.
Why? Some say that since it is the reproductive part of the plant, people associate it with that of a woman. Yeah right! As if some flowers don't have stamen (male reproductive part of the flower- yes, alfred, i know my biology better than a grade 5 student). Or probably, flowers look delicate and weak. So are these people saying that women are delicate and weak like a flower? Na-AH!
Flowers for me?
I answer, "why not?"

STATUS: In a Relationship

2005-02-14T23:38:00.000+08:00

I, a bitter twenty- plus SSB (Single Since Birth), dread the hype and attention that we, taken or not, give this day of sweet nothings. Having no one but myself to intimately spend the event with, I delight in reminiscing the old days-- the personalities-- the could have been's-- my "the one"-- and the torpe little me. Stupid acts triggered by my then so called "love" bring me now to endless strings of smiles-- a by-product of being a jerk in a stage of being naive.

The world makes it appear that unattached individuals (AHEM!) are missing a lot. Its illusion magnified in occasions such as this, meaning-- no candle-lit dinner, no Hallmark greetings, no roses and Ferrero Rocher, no Let the Love Begin or Dreamboy movie (or anything along that genre but definitely that has more class), and other overrated nonsense.

(HA!HA!)

Moreover, couples are taking advantage of SUN 24/7-- checking on each other every second, texting mushy/sappy messages like "kumain ka na?", "miss u na...", "anong suot mo?" *wink *wink, and engaging in 15-30 minutes of free telebabad talking about nothing (just hearing your partner's voice is enough). All these could put so much pressure on our kind.

Call us names. Whatever! We are simply SSB. Singles So Bitter? Not quite! Singles Saya Buhay! c",)

Asking the Wind

2005-02-02T18:20:00.000+08:00

I've been standing on the edge of the cliff for quite some time- long enough to be bored but too short to miss the comfort. My rest on this plateau bought me time to marvel on this great scenery of idealism. Since then, I have contemplated several times of jumping into this harsh reality- again, whatever that is.

But when I jump, will I soar or will I fall? If I soar, where will I go? And if I fall, will someone catch me then teach me how to fly?

I am confused, dazed, and tired of wondering. I turn my head and looking down I see His feet-- all the time He was with me. I sigh in peace and contentment. It matters not if I stay on the edge, or if I soar high, or even if I break my bones after the fall.

It's having Him that matters. I just hope that I remember this every second of my life.

Mosaic

2005-02-01T17:23:00.000+08:00

I am a broken clay pot. Though I was glued back, I could still see the cracks and some holes as a result of unrecovered pieces.

Now, the pot feels that the glue is quickly melting and its pieces disintegrating simultaneously.

If I have collapsed completely, I think I don't want to be glued back. I prefer 'my' pieces be a part of some great mosaic.

Whatever He wills...

Message Sending Failed

2005-01-31T19:40:00.000+08:00

I just loaded a 30-day 24/7 card this morning then placed my phone at a strategic spot (on top of the tv stand as this was where the Sun Signal was strong). I did some finishing touches on my plate due 9 AM. I heard a message alert then rushed to bathe. I quickly changed my clothes, grabbed my things for school, and drove away.

I was driving onto the first curb when I realized that I left my phone. I shrugged the idea of going back to get it thinking that I would just go back home after class.

Our class learned how to render glass materials using markers (Kurecolor brand). Some struggled but most of us enjoyed it. The class was dismissed so I ran (more of 'kandirit' due to ankle sprain) back to the parking lot then drove straight back home.

The spot where I left the phone was empty. Only a wedding give-away-, wind chime, was there. It seemed as if it was moved closer to the window. I looked around, over, under, between, beside ( whatever preposition!). No sign of a phone that fell down. I just assumed that Ian took it. I ate lunch (rice, laing, and dinuguan). Yum! I thought that I should bring some laing to my dad. Ian knocked on the door. My first question was that if he took my phone. He said no.

Everything that transpired after that put me into some sort of a bad dream sequence. Ian called my sun number. Someone answered saying that I was sleeping. FREAKY!!!

To cut this story short, some guy fancied getting my phone. Then, he stole it.

I despised the fact that something of great sentimental value (more than its monetary value) was taken from me without the chance to fight or resist. I was angry-- or should I say furious. Then, God's strength was perfected on me as I grew weaker and weaker. I came to the Lord in prayer.

God is in control.

As told by the Sun, Moon, & Firefly

2005-01-30T02:27:00.000+08:00

I was about to sleep after a long day's work and as I painted the sky, I saw from afar silhouettes climbing the tallest and grandest mountain. I could only see them having a hard time conquering those huge boulders, steep hills, thorny bushes, and pesty insects. My involuntary slumber prevented me to catch what happened next.

***

My night shift started. My friends joined my nightly vigil as some gayfully animated the sky to give life to the sulky atmosphere. I browsed the fields and then the mountains. I saw two shadows. One was lying on the ground-- his stomach rose and fell so fast trying to catch his breath. The other was kneeling-- offering his hand. Then, shape-shifter Cumulus blocked my view.

***

My light was not enough to illuminate everything but myself. I enjoyed touring the darkness as it had always been highlighted by Luna. However, the lights slowly faded out as Cumulus filtered her glare. The shadows outlined two angels with broken wings... That was all I saw as the thinning air stopped me from ascending further.

***

"The story was not ours to tell," echoed the three witnesses, "but we certainly hoped they were able to fly again".

UNAN

2005-01-21T14:31:00.000+08:00

Something I wrote in September. It does not showcase what I presently feel. I just feel like sharing the story. Enjoy!

ARAY! ARAY! Sikip naman ng yakap mo!
Hindi ako makahinga! Hayan... mabuti't
niluwagan mo nang kaunti... O, bakit???
Naku! Basa na naman ako... Tahan na... Lagi
ka na lang ganito tuwing naiiwan kang mag-
isa.

Kagabi sa sinehan, tinopak ka raw... Hindi mo
nakayanan ang tawanan at halakahakan ng
mga kaibigan mo... Nairita ka dahil masaya
sila... Samantalang ikaw ay uwing-uwi na...
Tama ba?
Gusto mo na akong yakapin nang mahigpit...
At basain ng iyong mga luha.

Sabi mo pa nga, pagod ka nang umarte... Hirap
ka nang palabasin na okay lang ang lahat...
Ang katotohanan, ganito ka... Parang basang-
sisiw... Pero sa kanila, isa kang agila...
Matayog ang lipad... Walang
makapagpapabagsak. Bilib sila sa iyo. Ikaw
lang ang hindi.

Hoy! Ano yang iniisip mo?!!! Tanga ka ba?!!!
Pag ginawa mo yan, ikaw ang talo!!!

Kinabahan ako dun ha... Sige na nga... Iiyak
mo lang yan. Okay lang umiyak...
Ako ba kausap mo? Ha? Ano?...
Nagdarasal ka pala... Tama yan!

May tao ata!!! Punasan mo na ang mga mata
mo... Tapos na ang panandaliang pahinga...
Simula na naman ang palabas.

Paalam... Hanggang sa muli mong pag-
iisa... Nandito lang ako... Handang
magpayakap... Handang maging pamunas ng mga
luha mo.

lab,
unan

p.s. palitan mo na sana ang punda ko

Kaleidoscope

2005-01-19T09:17:00.000+08:00

I don't wanna be selfish.

But my desire to be purely unselfish is pure selfishness.

Remember: God provides.

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When you are walking His way,

you'll experience peace that radiates all out.

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It's hard to live by the world's standards and

it's harder to not compare my 'achievements'

with those of the others.

It's quite draining to battle comparing

but I know that the Spirit sustains.

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I'm reassured and definitely at peace.

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BIG SMILE!

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Scattered fragments all of which seemed no sense before

are now slowly forming beautifully into

rainbow promises.

This is my kaleidoscope world.

Amnesia

2005-01-04T03:28:00.000+08:00

How do I live when I don't believe?

Cancer cells spreading all over me--

already on its terminal stage.

I repeatedly bang my head on the wall

to overpower the excruciating pain.

The wall crumbles in disgust--

refusing to be part of my stupidity.

I want to live but how do I believe?

Juxtapose

2005-01-01T01:54:00.000+08:00

Outside. Loud stereos bang. The sky changes from black to red- to yellow- to blue and green. Fire crackers, continuously pop-- sounding like heavy raindrops in a stormy July.

A painful sarcasm.

Inside my room. Zero decibel. Pitch-black darkness. Dirty clothes everywhere. My sobbing duets with the symphony of kwitis, five star, crying cow, sinturon ni hudas, etc.

Green-eyed monster turns bitter.

Outside. Irritating noise. Smog filling the cold midnight. Bombs exploding. Machine gun recklessly being fired. Children moaning.

Inside my room. Soft chuckling. Confettis dropping.

Tradition

No polka dots. No twelve fruits. No bigas & barya shower. No pot clanking. Empty pockets. Closed doors and windows. No more 2005 luck? I stopped believing in 'luck'. In 'love'? Maybe soon.

Crap!

Cheers! Jesus cares.