My Place in the Sand

To My Friend In Solitude

2010-02-14T17:11:00.000-08:00

Dear R, Love! Love! Love! That's a new Kris Aquino shoutout in a distinctive pitchy voice, so much so you could stamp it with �. I couldn't really think of anything else to start this post-Valentine letter with, ergo "Love! Love! Love!". Or not. Your SMS from Singapore made me laugh. "Best option for today: sit alone in a corner, spare room and come to grips with the fact that society has spoken

I Dream of Zephyr

2010-01-28T15:34:00.000-08:00

There are moments that a thought, a word, a phrase, or a sentence would suddenly flicker in the darkness, too faint that you strain your eyes to take a closer look, turn an ear to catch a sound perhaps, or stretch the expanse of your imagination to grasp what it could be all about. Then there are a few blessed instances after these moments when inspiration graces you with favor and that thought,

Neverland

2009-11-11T23:04:00.000-08:00

"Aidan made a new friend today", V-Jane greeted me when I came home from work one evening. Aidan, Via's kid, is 1 year and 7 months old. He is the smartest kid under 2 years old I know. Of course, I said the same thing about my two cousins Inno and Rico when they were still little."Really? What's your friend's name, baby?" as I ran after him for a kiss. I make it a point not to use baby talk but

The Ire of Eve Goes Virtual

2009-10-23T17:51:00.000-07:00

M once set a blog up to cuss-all-she-can on her boyfriend's querida, C created a fake social network account in her boyfriend's name to disclose the number of women he impregnated, and Y posted hate mails on her site, all addressed to le boyfriend.Men, beware. The wrath of women knows no boundaries. It will haunt you whenever, wherever a "Search" field is found, with very specific tags so that as

S 2009

2009-10-23T16:04:00.000-07:00

Majestic Pristine Sun and sand in interplay Mystic My first AloneSiquijor Siquijor

Dream Sequence

2009-10-10T14:56:00.000-07:00

One night I found myself scampering down a never ending alley...Hurry! I must have popped more blue pills than usual. Or was it the pink ones? Everything is a blur. Was that a cat out of the hat?...Alice! She paints the wall crimson red. Her mascara dripping down her cheeks. She turns around. She looks insanely familiar. That's...oh my god...me! I crack the code to his brain. That bastard... I

Sorry, Mikee

2009-10-01T06:30:00.000-07:00

I know you're a big fan of that supposed teen sensation, the Twilight saga. I say "supposed" because I still can't get what the big deal is all about. It's one of those phenomena (is it?) which I wished never happened just because I see Robert Pattinson's humongous head (and hair) on practically every episode of E! News, and I couldn't get Kristen Stewart's constipated expression on New Moon off

It's about time that I

2009-10-01T05:29:00.000-07:00

Do not go gentle into that good night...

2009-09-19T06:25:00.000-07:00

This quarter saw a number of known personalities pass away-- the King of Pop, Charlie's angel, the saint of People Power (according to TIME), and, recently, the Johnny who wooed Baby to dance. It saw the loss of a dear friend's father and brought back the memory of my own mother's passing, encapsulated by a reflection on my own mortality. I will be honest. Death, the emblem of inevitable

The Good Life

2009-08-15T12:36:00.000-07:00

I love the good life and I admit I know no shame in living it, not flaunting it, whenever and wherever I can afford it. Back in Zamboanga City, the good life is pretty much accessible and affordable. A favorite spot by the river is just a 5-minute drive from my grandparents' house in Pasonanca. The city has more than 10 beaches to choose from, the most famous of which is the Great Sta. Cruz

Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines

2009-08-09T15:12:00.000-07:00

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.Write, for example,'The night is shatteredand the blue stars shiver in the distance.'The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.Tonight I can write the saddest lines.I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.Through nights like this one I held her in my armsI kissed her again and again under the endless sky.She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.How

What's God Got To Do With Aling Dionisia?

2009-07-25T20:10:00.000-07:00

I am going to church in 2 hours. I am going back after over 5 years. I barely remember the last time I was inside one, only the feeling that I was cajoled to come along. My last two entries were on faith and religion (this may be my last for now). I may have come across as a skeptic and as someone who mocks faith in the existence of the divine. I am a skeptic, yes, but I respect those who believe

O and V's Ridigulous

2009-07-23T16:49:00.000-07:00

O and I were listening to a talk show on the radio last night. A letter was read on air and listeners get to text in their opinions and suggestions to supposedly help the letter sender figure out the solution to her problem. The letter sender was a daughter who decided to be an atheist and a rebel as a result of her mom's illicit affair with a priest.O and I have considerably strong opinions

Faith

2009-06-30T01:53:00.000-07:00

posted by Ayla*****I believe in you and me.I believe in our capacity to do great things. I believe that we can create and destroy. I believe that we have the power to change the world. I believe that our decisions, indecision, and non-decisions actually shape the world.I believe that love, kindness, and compassion were born when we decided to be selfless. Forgiveness, bravery, and courage

Mad Girl's Love Song

2009-06-11T07:38:00.000-07:00

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from

Act Now

2009-05-12T18:59:00.000-07:00

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Ponder...

2009-05-11T05:53:00.000-07:00

When was the last time you did something for the first time?

Grocery

2009-05-08T21:10:00.000-07:00

Doing the groceries was once a task I looked forward to. It was usually a Saturday morning or in the afternoon on a weekday when I would meet up with my Mom to accompany her to the grocery store. I usually did my own thing (school stuff, friends stuff, or boyfriend stuff) first before the groceries.The grocery store occupies half the first floor at a popular mall in my hometown, about two-thirds

Goddess

2009-04-22T20:33:00.000-07:00

GoddessMy lover awaits youHurry into his dreamsStep into his songsHis poetry crafted after thegentle curves of yourgentile silhouetteDown the tower you climbOut of coffee-stained pages you riseInto the water you wadeTrees whisper your nameWhere is he? My lover Its leaves rustleThey echo his nameI searched in franticJuxtaposed light and shadowsUntangled space and time, thereMy lover lounging on

D Ville

2009-04-16T05:20:00.000-07:00

Patience is a virtue I have had difficulty learning. I am happy to say that in my 27 years of existence, almost akin to treading in water, a girl has to learn what she has to learn lest she drowns.I learned, yeah, but it seems the patient me has gotten herself confined only in the workplace. Outside the BPI building, hell may break loose. You don't want to be around me when that happens. Ask my

Neil Gaiman for the First Time

2009-04-08T23:28:00.000-07:00

I could not wait to take a break. In a week's time, I am flying my bee-hind to a place down South with beaches nearby, more beautiful than Boracay and more serene than Palawan. They say one island is hailed by many diving magazines as one of the 10 most beautiful dive sites in the world. My friend L says he digs it better than El Nido.I've got everything ready except for my, yes, bee-hind which

Chefs' Quarter

2009-04-08T23:09:00.000-07:00

A couple of days ago, my sister and I decided to check out the food stops at SM Megamall's Atrium. Since I've eaten in most of the restaurants there with O, I suggested, to which my sister readily agreed since I was gonna pay the bill, to try out (for the first time) Chefs' Quarter.Chefs' Quarter first opened at Midtown, the expansion wing of Robinsons Place Ermita. Another branch is located in

Redemption

2009-04-08T23:08:00.000-07:00

Ok, so right now I'm chatting with O. and we are trying to revive our old accounts online. O. more determined now than ever, particularly on Multiply, because he's been seeing his poems posted on other people's sites."I'm getting my poems back!" He said."You don't have a blog. What did you expect?" I, half-heartedly, berated him.And now...he just got an email from Blogger asking him to wait while

Ponder...

2009-04-08T23:06:00.000-07:00

"Into each Life, some rain must fall."

Ang Himig Natin

2009-04-05T06:58:00.000-07:00

I should say many of us can listen to a song over and over, and over, again until our desire to throw up gets in the way of fun. I have one of my favorites which I’ve been enjoying for the nth time as I am writing this.First, here’s an excerpt from ‘Ang Pagbabalik ng’ Juan dela Cruz by Igan D’ Bayan…“In one hazy, green-tinted day in the ’70s, just before the guys of Juan dela Cruz - Joey “Pepe”

Anonymous Kitchen

2009-04-05T06:44:00.000-07:00

A friend, once dear, told me that the hardest part about having a broken heart is dining alone.On a cold January morning, I was Kitchen’s first customer, sans the broken heart, but it was very sad nonetheless. While waiting for my Salmon and consciously sipping my Pandan Iced Tea, I was not oblivious to the fact that I was the only diner in Greenbelt 3 with my beehind for a companion. So as not

Rain Thoughts

2009-04-05T06:43:00.000-07:00

It started drizzling and for a seven-year old girl, it was like the ice cream man’s bell ringing. She started for the door but grandmother stopped her. “Ok,” said grandmother, “but only for a little while.” Mother, always the cool woman she was, simply smiled. Grandfather stared straight ahead but she knew him too well. He was her favorite of all.The door flew open and freedom smelled of grass

Weekend in Galera

2009-04-05T06:42:00.000-07:00

On Saturday afternoon last week, my workmates and I braved the tides of Oriental Mindoro to enjoy the beaches of Puerto Galera, a getaway haven to most Manila urbanites. We took a 2-hr bus ride from the terminal at Taft Avenue to Batangas Pier. I thought we were lucky to catch the last ferry trip at 4:00 P.M. but, drat, we spent almost 2 hours in it. The ferry didn’t go straight to White Beach,

Last Night

2009-04-05T06:32:00.000-07:00

Last nightMy bed was a placid seaOf lucid premonitionsLike gentle wavesThey frolicked in my sleepAway from the day’s delirium Last nightYour eyes were like the setting sunStill and distantThey sank over the horizonAs the night embraced meInto your dark spell Last nightI drank wineFrom your intoxicating mouthYour lips supple like grapesOf red and satin thirstI drowned in your abysmal kisses

Whisper

2009-04-05T06:23:00.002-07:00

I think I should go now,I must leave before my --- much the sunriseNo more coffee will pull off today,I stood too long,In the shadow of a doubt, I need some sun,It seems the time returns to me once more,But I have less now then before,And when I feel my world falling down,I think of you, I think of you,And when I feel I cant breath no more,You speak to me, you speak to me,When the brightest

Alone

2009-04-05T06:23:00.001-07:00

Christmas, this year, could well be the loneliest so far.Imagine this, spending Noche Buena alone in your apartment when every year you fly home to the comforts of family and good food. This year,though, you stay put because you have to work.Imagine this, you brave Shaw Boulevard’s hell, er, traffic to get yourself a fine bottle of Merlot (yes, you’re beginning to enjoy wine but, admit it, you

Ponder...

2009-04-05T06:22:00.001-07:00

For mortals who have to go through life, its twists and turns– life sucks or rocks! Either way, you have to live it.