September 28, 2006. GMT +8:00 Manila near City Hall
9:00 A.M. My mother decided to go to Laguna to visit my sister. We discouraged our mother because of the impending storm. She wouldn't hear of it. She missed my sister and that's that. So off she goes.
To all (but of course to you),
Summer beckons, and as my time in this world is but a thud, I shall ne'er forget your lingering presence while I bask in the coldness of the sun. Here I stand in this deserted seashore, the pain, the pain, as I say adieu to this blog, till once more the rain.
'till then. 'till then.
Buhay Alaga,
kilig ay wala.
Kasal sakal asa sa ‘la k?
Kaning walang ulam,
'sang putahe buong linggo.
Pandesal na walang mantikilya,
kapeng asin ang asukal.
Busog ngunit gutom,
gutom sa kabusugan.
Sa kama ng rosas-tangkay-tinik-
{A day before of my 30th birthday}
For my teenage sisters.
Here, on my third decade, I pour my heart out, to give you an advice. I am aware that you don't know about the existence of this blog, or that you should know, but no matter, it is what it is, and it is what it should be.
My advice is neither grand as to end poverty, nor so vast as to include my whole life. I'm here to speak of just one, and nothing else. I am here, to speak, of love.
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Dedicated to my ex
Ella
I was seating at Bucks Taft with my bestfriend Tintin the other day. Two guys – yuppies, sure ako - who are like umuupo besides our table p'rang sorta overheard our chit-chat. They straighten their tie thingies, and make silip at their long sleeves’s gusot. Sheht, a few minutes later, they like silently make layas na. Is like my breath mabaho? Did we just sigaw to them “mabuhay! long live ang mga talibans!”
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{Painting by Maningning}
My aunt returned from Texas and lament how great the pay in the land of the brave home of the free. Perhaps, she told me, I should marry some Americana. Do I want to, if so, she could set me up with one of her nurse acquaintances? Do I want to?
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