if i could be any part of you

if i could be any part of you, I'd be your tear. To be conceived in your heart, born in your eyes, live on your cheeks and die on your lips...

 

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~¤TANIM AT PAGIBIG¤~

May isang binhi, ang aking itinanim.
Sa isang paso, sa aming hardin.
Yan ay nung araw, na kitay napansin.
Ng ika'y dumaan, at tumingin sa akin.

Araw-araw ko, itong diniligan.
Nilagyan ng pataba, inalagaan.
Habang tayong dalawa'y, nagkakakilanlan.
At umusbong ang isang, pagkakaibigan.

Di nagtagal, nagkadahon narin.
Isa dalawa tatlo, apat lima anim.
Ganoon din ang, pagkakaibigan natin.
Habang tumatagal, lalong lumalalim.

Makalipas ang, ilang mga linggo.
Ang aking halaman, ay nagkakabuko.
Ganoon din ang, damdamin ko sayo.
Hindi nagtagal, nagkakagusto.

Kinabukasan, bulaklak ay bumukas.
Ibibigay sayo, pag aking pinitas.
Kinagabihan, ako ay nagtapat.
Mahal na kita, sinabi ko lahat.

Bulaklak nitoy, unti-unting dumarami.
Bumabango, nakakapagpangiti. 
Lalo pa noong, iyong sinabi.

Mahal mo din ako, binigkas ng iyong labi.

Ilang mga araw, akin ay nakalimutan.
Na diligan, ang aking halaman.
Dahil sa dami ng, pinagkakaabalahan.
Pati ikaw tuloy, sa akiy nagdamdam.

 
Aking napuna, itoy nalanta.
Ilang mga dahon, ay natuyo na.
Pati ating relasyon, aking napabayaan.
Inaamin ko, itoy aking kasalanan.

Dahil sa nangyari, kailangang bumawi.
Aking diniligan, umaga hapon at gabi.
Kaya ang gusto ko, kasama ka parati.
Nagtext tumawag, bumisita lagi lagi.

Ngunit parang ngayon ay, nasobrahan naman yata.
Natumba nalanta, sa lambot ng lupa.
Kasabay ng iyong, pag-iwas at pagbabago.
Bakit nagkakaganito, nagkulang pa ba ako?

Sinikap kong itoy, mabalik sa dati.
Muling tumubo, tuluyang lumaki.
Kinausap kita, kung maibabalik pa ba?
Ang sinagot mo lang, wala ng pag-asa.

Hindi ko na, naisalba pa. 
Ang dating inalagaan, ngayon ay wala na.
Di na nga yata, magkakaayos pa.
Kaya di na ako, umasa sa wala.

Ang isang relasyon, ay tulad ng halaman.
Panahon at atensyon, ay kinakailangan.
Kulang o sobra, ay dapat ding bantayan.
Iyon ang isa sa ating, dapat matutuhan.

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Tula ng pagasa

nais ko lamang na ito’y maihatid…sa inyong lahat, mga kapatid…ang tula na may nais ipabatid…ng ika’y mapaisip at magmasid…pakinggan ang inang bayan at ang iyong paligid…

-pj

galing sa isang pinoygrup, ang tula sa baba…ang tula sa taas, ako lang may gawa…hehe

kaya mo kayang basahin, tapusin, at namnamin…kung ang isang tula ay kung para sa iyo ay boring ang paksa?…tula para sa bansa?….

tula ng pagasa...
ang ating kaunlaran,
nakasalaylay sa ating katauhan...
ang tagumpay ng ating bansa,
siguradong matatamasa.. .
bakit di ka tumigil pangsamangdali,
iyong pagisipan at ipagmunimuni. ..
bawat isa tayoy may puedeng gawin,
pagbabago ay ating naisin...
kung ikaw ay sawa na sa iyong paligid,
nagdagdag ka ba sa pasakit?...
na dinadala nating malaking problema,
o ikaw ba ang nagbigay ng pagasa?
alam kong ikaw ay may kakayanan,
na iyong ipaglaban ang ating bayan...
kahit itoy maliit na bagay lamang,
pag nagkapit bisig ito magiging tagumpay...
matuto tayong tumingin sa ating sarili,
at akuin na tayo at may kaparte...
kung nasadlak man ang ating bansa,
tayo ba ay mag ginawa?
wag lang isalang-alang sa pagpili ng presidente,
kungdi pati rin sa pagsaliksik sa ating mga sarili...
tayo ay may puwedeng gawain,
daan ng pagunlad, siguradong tatahakin...
lagi akong umaasa,
isang bukas parating na...
tayo at didinggin ng Maykapal,
sa tamang panahon, sa tamang pamamaraan.. .
para sa inang bayan.

-ang bagong pinoy

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Isang mahabang paglalakbay

Babala: wag mo nang basahin maiinip ka lang....hehe

Pampanga.
10pm.
di pa ako tulog.
nagplantsa pa ng damit.
at inayos na agad ang gamit sa bag.
para pagkagising.
alis na agad.
9am ang pasok ko sa work sa Cavite.(kumusta naman yun?)

1130pm or 12 na ata ako nakatulog.
aga pa ako babangon.
para lumuwas papuntang Cavite.
sasakay ako ng shuttle bus sa Pasay.(para tipid pamasahe...hehe)
dapat 650am-7am nasa Pasay na ako.
kaya dapat magising ako ng before 4am at alis ako ng 430am to 5am

tantsa ko.
jeep. from sa haus to intersection san fernando, 20mins.
bus. from intersection san fernando to avenida/doroteo lrt, 1hr and 20 mins.
lrt. from doroteo staion to edsa station, 15 mins.
by foot. from edsa station to pickup point ng shuttle, 5 mins.
so aabutin ng 2 hrs.
so dapat 2 hrs before 7, alis nako ng bahay.
dapat before 5 alis nako.
yang tanstang yan, medyo maaga pa ako ng mga 30-40 mins pag mabilis ang byahe.

4am.
umaga na.
tumayo na ako.

440am.
nagabang na ng jeep.
450am.
nakasakay na ng jeep.
510am.
nasa intersection na ako.
nakasakay na ng bus.
515am.
umalis na ang bus.(computed ang time oh..san ka pa!...hehe)

nakatulog ako.
napaidlip.(syempre naman...kulang kaya tulog ko...)

620am.
napagising ako.
naku kaya pala...
with the capital T...
TRAFFIC!!!!!(stress starts...)

layo pa ako...
di ko alam pano icompute ang oras.
kung anong oras ako makakadating sa pasay.(wala ako calculator ngayon eh...)
haaaay...
hindi ako mapakali...(napapaihi na nga eh...)
nagdarasal na...
para di malate...

ngayon ko lang nadatnan ang traffic na ito...
e dati 610am palang, nasa LRt na ako...(naks! ang aga ah...)

645am.
pagkahinto na pagkahinto ng bus.
agadagad akong bumaba.
niready na agad ang lrt magnetic card.
binuksan na agad ang zipper ng bag para sa inspection.
pagkalampas ng inspection.
takbo!...takbo!... at takbo!.
tinakbo din ang escalator.
hinintay ang tren.
nag-abang.
naghintay.

650am.
dumating ang tren.
dalidali rin akong sumakay.

aabot kaya ako?...palagay mo?...(ako kasi kanina pa hindi mapalagay...)
naku! pag hindi ako umabot...
sigurado malelate ako sa work...

(explanation...
pag shuttle bus.
from pasay to company, 1hrs 30 mins.

pero pag hindi shuttle...
bus + jeep + by foot. 2.5 hrs -3hrs.

dahil pag shuttle, mabilis, tuloy tuloy, walang pahinto hinto
para magsakay at magbaba ng pasahero.)


naku!...
anong oras na!!!
655am na...
stressed na stressed na talaga ako.
hindi ako mapakali.
gutom pa naman ako.

baka ganito...
baka ganyan...
anong gagawin ko...
lapit ng mag7am...
haaay...

biglang tumigil ang tren...
SHOCKS!!!
anong ngyayari!!!!
taranta na ako...
voice over: hihinto muna ang tren pansamantala, dahil mayroon pang tren sa harapan...
tumigil sya ng mga 3mins...

7am...
naku!!!
naku!!!
malas!!!
malas!!!

kahit isang segundo hinahabol ko...
tapos bigla nalang titigil ang tren...
haaaay....pag minamalas ka nga naman...
wala akong magawa...
kaya nga gusto ko maging si superman...
para sa ilang minuto lang, andun na ako...
isang lipad lang...
walang traffic...
walang pipigil...(nasali sa usapan si superman...)


705am na...
umaasa pang andun pa ang bus...
kaso...
naku naman...
pagminamalas ka nga naman talaga...
huminto ulit ang tren...
2 stations na lang, edsa station na...
huminto dahil may tren pa daw sa unahan...
5 mins syang tumigil.

710am.
umandar ulit ang tren.

715am.
sa wakas nasa Edsa station na ako...
pagkabukas na pagkabukas ng pinto ng lrt.
dalidali akong tumakbo.
dala ang bag na mabigat dahil sa lamang damit.

bumaba ng stairs.
takbo...
takbo...
at tumakbo...
takbo ulit...
tumakbo ulit....
hanggang sa malapit na ako sa pickup point.
sa may candy vendor, sa may red restobar, sa may unang kanto.

hiningal ako....
lalo akong nagutom...
habang tumatakbo...
tinatanaw ko ang red restobar...
ang pickup point...
naku....
mukhang wala ng tao...

patay!...
naiwanan na ako ng bus....
anong gagawin ko...
magcocomute??
eh, no choice...
ala nganamang lakarin ko no?...
(sungit na no?...e stressed na eh...)

nagtanong ako sa candy vendor na ale na nakaupo doon na medyo maikli ang buhok...
(inexplain pa talaga...akala ko ba nagmamadali ka)
"dumaan na po ba ang shuttle bus dito?"
sagot nya, "oo kanina pa..."

oo nga naman...
obvious ba?...
anong oras na kaya no...

malelate na ako...
gutom na...
nalate pa...
haaaayy...
kaya ko kaya habulin ang oras?...
sana nasa akin ang kapangyarihan nung Intsik...(intsik ba iyon?...ewan)
iyung sa HEroes...na napapatigil ang oras...
ekaya lang pag tumigil...

haaay...nababaliw na pasensya...
9am dapat nakalog na ako sa logbox.
dapat nasa company na ako...

kaso 720am.
dito pa ako sa Pasay...


haaaay....
wag ko na pahabain pa...
Late na ako kung papasok pa ako...

ang ginawa ko...
tinawagan ko na lang ang boss ko...
buti na lang nasave ko no. nya...
at tinanong na kung pwede ilipat nalang nun ang off ko,
at sinabi ko dahilan kung bakit...

papayag kaya???
ayun...
pumayag sya!...
salamat!...
Thank God! ang bait talaga ni Sir...

haaaay...
nastress talaga ako...
kainis...
ayaw ko na malate...(talaga lang ha...)
first time kong malate...(madami magrereact nito nyan...hehehehe)
first time malate sa work...kayo naman...
oo na...nalelate ako dati sa school...hehe

umuwi muna ako ng apartment.
pero bago iyon, kumain muna ako.

haaaay...
sa wakas!...
napawi din ang gutom...
dumiretso na ko sa apartment pagkatapos...
ayun nagpahinga ng konti.
naghilamos.
at natulog.
at natulog ng mahimbing...hehe


haaay... isa ito sa pinakastressful na araw ng buhay ko...hahaha
kaya ibablog ko ito...hehe
may kokontra?...

old calculator

How old is your calculator?
2 yrs?...
5 yrs?...
10.....11...12???....
hmmmp!...check this out...

wala kayo sa calculator ng lolo ko...hehe a 50 year old calculator, mainly used by banks a long time ago...naalala ko tuloy calculator ko...yan ang best friend ng mga engineers, architects at accountants.... di ba?...hehe

pano kaya kung ito gamit mo ngaun pag nageexam...pag nagtetake na ng board exam...haha kumusta naman iyon...

The Best Version of You

-just wanna share this love story...

hope you enjoy and relate with it...

The Best Version of You

Manila International Airport, 2:00 am. It's been two years since she had
last seen the Manila International Airport. Not much has changed. Her
last memory of this airport was when Miguel dropped her off. She was on her
way to New York to pursue a career in Wall Street.

"Promise me something will you? Please don't get married until I come
back?" She jokingly told him as she lifted up her backpack.

"LOL. Very funny. Ikaw ang mag-promise. Promise me you won't run off with
some nerdy economist in the next two years."

"Let's see, shall we. Bye, Miguel. I'll call you as soon I get to New
York."

That was her last memory in this place. The warm Manila air made her feel a
bit restless and yet she feels excited. This is the first time in two years
she'll be seeing Miguel again. She was thoughtfully going through the
immigration counters, thinking of how much she missed seeing Miguel.


How different would he be now? Sure he sends her regular weekly e-mails and
pictures but being the busy person that she had always been, she didn't get
the time to chat with him and buy a webcam.

She's finally out. "Where is Miguel?" She wondered. "Ah there!" she
exclaimed when she saw the silver gray Nissan Patrol parked near the exit.
TGW926. Yup, that's Miguel alright. Her heart was leaping ahead of her as
the driver got off.

"Hey! I missed you!" He said, as he hugged her.

"I missed you too. So much." She said, as she hugged him back. It was warm.
It felt good to be back. It felt great to feel his hug.


"Let me get those." He said pointing at her luggage. "Then we'll have more
time for hugging and chika."

"Okay."


Edsa, 4:30 am. Miguel's cellphone rings. Mama, the name flashes on the
screen..


"You should really get that."


"No, you should get that. She's been waiting for you. She insist that we
go straight to her after I pick you up form the airport. She also insist
that you spend tomorrow with her." Miguel was talking about her mother.


Miguel was an only child and his mother wanted a daughter. She would often
tell Bea that since she doesn't have a mom anymore, she should let Tita
Doris be her second mom. She loved Bea as if she were her own daughter.


"Hello? Yes, Tita. How are you nap po?... ah opo. Miguel already told me.
Sige po. Okay po. I'll see you later." She turns off the phone and looks
out the window. The phone rings again, this time the name "Sugar" flashes
on the screen. Hmmm, "Sugar." He was quick. He got a hold of the phone and
answered it. "Hello. Yeah. Pauwi na. I'm with her na. Yeah. Tomorrow, I
will. Promise. We'll see you tomorrow."


We? Is that supposed to mean me and him? See Sugar? Who is Sugar, anyway?


"Who was that?" she couldn't keep herself from asking. "Sugar ha?"


"I'll introduce her tomorrow. Uwi muna tayo sa bahay. By the way, kamusta
na si Edward?"


"Edward?"


"Oo, si Edward, naalala mo yung boyfriend na iniwan mo sa New York? Anong
klase ka ba naming girlfriend? Kaya hindi kita niligawan eh. Baka
makalimutan mo rin ako."


"Ah si Edward. Hayun. Nasa New York." Miguel has met Edward when he came
to New York to give Bea a surprise visit. He seems a nice guy. Not the
geeky economist Miguel pictured Bea would end up with. He is actually a
cool guy and loves Bea a lot.


"He called me up, a week ago, asking a lot of things about you. Parang may
balak ata?"


"Balak na?"

"Tell me, did he propose to you? He sounded like he was going to propose to
you kasi."

"Ah look, here we are at Tita Doris."

At Tita Doris', 4:45 am. A pleasantly plump woman enters the livingroom.

She was in her mid-fifties, a familiar warm smile and two open arms. She
welcomed Bea, gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek. "Hay anak,
kamusta ka na? Na-miss na kita. Pinakain ka ba nito si Miguel?"

"Opo, Tita." She looked around. Not much has changed in this house. She
remembers spending her college days in this house. She remembers sinking
into Tita Doris' arms when her mom died. She remembers only good things
about this woman. She can't remember a time when she had been unkind to her
and yes, she loves her like her own mother.

"Iha, sabihan mo nga yang si Miguel. Sabihin mo 'wag padalos-dalos
magdesisyon."

"Po?"

"Mama naman. Let Bea rest. I'll tell her everything tomorrow." Miguel
interrupted his mother before she can spill the beans.


"Ha? What was that all about?" Bea was curious.

"Bukas na lang."

"Okay. Tita, if it's okay I'll go rest now." She hugged her, and proceeded
to climb the stairs. Miguel followed her carrying her luggage.


"Alam mo I missed this house. Uy sino ba si Sugar? Tsaka bakit parang
worried nanay mo sa iyo?"

"Bukas na. Sugar is having lunch here."

"Hmmm, intriguing, pero sige. Bukas na." They were both standing as the
door to the guest room. "Alam mo, it's really good to be back in this
house. I'll see you tomorrow."


Tita Doris' 10:00 am. She woke up, sunlight flooding her bedroom. She was
able to rest. She got up, arranged the bed sheets and took a nice, cold
shower. Minutes later, she was down at the garden having brunch with Tita
Doris.


"Hi! Tita. Where is Miguel?"


"Sinundo si Sugar."


"Sino ba yang Sugar na yan? Nai-intriga na ako."


"Iha, I'll let Miguel tell you who Sugar is. Promise me something, though.
Whatever happens you'll always be my daughter, Bea?"


She felt scared. Why was Tita Doris suddenly serious? "Opo naman."


"Anyway, iha. I heard from Miguel your boyfriend sounded like he was going
to propose a week ago. Did he propose?"


Bea looked at her hands, bare of any engagement ring. She looked at Tita
Doris and smiled. Before she could answer, Miguel showed up. With him is a
woman she had not seen before. She was of medium frame, shoulder length
hair and looked very feminine.


"Sugar, the sister I never had, Bea. Bea, Sugar, my fiancée`." It felt as
if somebody had thrown cold water on her. His what? Blood rushed to her
head. She blushed. Her cheeks felt very warm. She couldn't swallow. Her
heart beating a hundred beats per minute.


"Your what?" She looked at Miguel, blushing then suddenly white as with
shock. "I'm sorry, Sugar but this is quite a surprise. Miguel has never
mentioned you in any of his e-mails," she said as she looked at Sugar with
a confused look. She looked at Tita Doris, she looked back as if she was
consoling her.

"Yeah, I got engaged. I'm keeping my promise. I'm getting married on
Saturday. O di ba you're here so in essence I've kept my promise."

She managed to smile faintly. She hugged Miguel and congratulated him..She
even managed to tell Sugar "You got a catch here, girl. Take good care of
him or else I will snatch him under your nose." It sounded as if she was
just joking, turning over a very important possession to it's next owner.


In the deepest recesses of her person, she knew she meant it.


"He told me a lot of nice things about you." Sugar said, smiling at her as
if they had been friends for the longest time.


"I'm sure he has."


Lunch was served. All of Bea's favorite Filipino dishes. She and Sugar
spent time chatting the afternoon away, looking at Bea's and Miguel's
college photos and yearbooks. She found out that Sugar likes most of the
things she does. They both came from the same high school. As she tried to
get to know Sugar better during their afternoon chat, she realized that
not only was she perfect for Miguel, she also seemed like the best gal pal
Bea could find. They talked about the wedding details, the dress, the
ring,the shoes, the tiara. They like almost the same places, the same
styles, the same shops. She told Sugar they should do shopping marathon
together. Had it been another day, she would be telling herself that this
is really a great opportunity to find someone who understands her shopping
needs.

Except that this is not one of those days? Except that this woman, this
perfect, feminine girlfriend was Miguel's fiancée`.


Bea's phone rings. The name Boyfriend flashes.


"You should really get that" Sugar told Bea.

"Yeah, I guess I should. Hello? Yes? I'm good. I'm here at Miguel's. Oh I
have in front of me Sugar, Miguel's fiancée`." The words almost got stuck
in her throat, but she still managed to give Sugar a smile. "Listen, I'll
call you later. I have very good news for you."


Miguel sat down beside Bea. Sugar was looking at them and asked "So tell
me? Was there never a time the two of you were more than Platonic?" Bea and
Miguel looked at each other then looked at their own hands. Miguel's gaze
turned to Sugar. He answered "Of course not. Bea and I were never like
that."


"As in?" Sugar inquired.

"LOL, oo naman. She was a handful. Too much to handle for me. I can't keep
up with her. She's never stands still." Miguel looked at Bea and smiled,
his eyes turning into slits as his dimples gloriously show.

"I guess that's the way for you. But not for Edward." Bea replied, with a
little hint of disappointment.


"Okay lang yun. Edward is tough enough." Miguel was still smiling.


"Wait, speaking of Edward. I need to call him."


Bea left the garden and went up to her room to call Edward. "Hello? Edward.


Here goes. Yes. The answer is Yes."


*********

The wedding went well. It was one of the most elegant weddings she had
seen. Sugar had everything covered and she was a very beautiful, blushing
bride.


"I, Miguel, take you, Sugar, as my friend and love, beside me and apart
from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that
you be no other than yourself, love what I know of you, trusting what I do
not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us."


Bea felt a stab of pain hitting her heart. She slowly got up, walked away
from the spectators.. Tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.



**********


Bea is once again on her way to the airport. Miguel is driving for her,
this time with a wedding ring on his left finger.

"Hay, here we go again. I'm driving you to the airport. Kailan na naman
kaya tayo magkikita?"


"Ewan ko. Tell me something," her tone all too serious. "What was it that
you love about Sugar? How did you know she was the one?" Miguel just
smiled.. "Dali na ano? Malay mo I need to decide in a couple of days diba?"


"You know what I love about her? The same things I loved about you before.
The only difference is that she's not as ambitious as you are. When you
left for New York two years ago, I knew I don't have a place in the life
you've chosen. I don't blame you for that. You're good in your field and I
thought to myself that it's your right to move on without me. Moving away
was a decision you made for yourself. I know this sounds silly and you
might nag me about it but I found the better version of you in Sugar.

She's so much like you in so many ways but the only difference is she loves
me more than you do."

She wanted to cry the tears she had kept as he witnessed him say his
vows,but kept her composure. She just chuckled a laugh. How could he move
on without her? Why was it easy for him and not for her? As she got off the
car, she gave Miguel one last hug. This time she felt her heart heavy..

"I guess this is goodbye?" she told Miguel.

"Wait, I'm not letting you out until you answer question. Did Edward
propose?"


Bea showed Miguel her left hand. In it was a one carat diamond solitaire
ring set in platinum. "Yes."


Miguel let out a sigh and congratulated her. As Miguel turned his gaze from
the steering wheel to Bea's face, he saw a single tear fall from her right
eye and then she said, "If it gives any consolation. Edward was the best
version of you that I can find in New York."

lonely or happy?...

lonely...

lonely...♫♪
i'm mr lonely...♪♫
i have no body of my own...hahaaaay.♪♫..
(tama ba lyrics..hehe)

aniways...
feeling lonely ako ngaun...

9am-9pm ang schedule ko ngayong week.
ito ang tinatawag na crewing schedule, dayshift dito sa company.
ayos lang 4 days in a week lang naman ang pasok.
kaya aga ang uwi ko ng Pampanga at 3 days pa ang off.

kaso ung mga kasabay kong pumasok nung normal time,
hindi ko na sila kasabay ngayon kaya medyo ako lang magisa naghihintay
ng shuttle sa harap ng daan.

7am tumayo na'ko para maligo.
8am lumabas na ng apartment para pumunta sa shuttle bus pickup point.
ako lang magisa.

dumating ang bus ng 8:15am.
umakyat.
umupo sa pang3 row, para malapit sa tv, para marinig ko.
gusto ko sana sa pang4 row dahil mas komportable sa part ng bus doon,
kaso reserved iyun para sa pregnant women...hehehe

ako lang magisa sa seat.
walang kakwentuhan.
walang kakulitan.
nuod na lang ng tv para di mainip.

8:40am nakadating na sa company.
naglogin.
hinintay ang elevator.
ang tagal.
nagstairs na lang ako papuntang second floor.
pumunta ng CR para magayos at diretso na ng canteen.
ako lang magisa.

wala ako kasabay.
hindi muna ako umakyat ng 3rd floor para pumunta ng office,
10:30 pa ata nagbebreakfast mga officemates ko.
crewing din sila ngayon, kaya nakakakain na sila sa haus nila.
(tama ng paliwanag...defensive na naman ako...hehe)

sa canteen.
tumingin ng maoorder.
nagorder.
ako lang magisa.
kumuha ng tubig.
tumingin ng table.
at ako lang magisa sa table.
ako lang magisa kumakain.

9:15am na.
tapos na ako kumain.
tumayo.
hinatid ang tray.
lumabas.
ako lang magisa.

pumunta ulit ng CR.
kainis naman.
may isang song ang piniplay sa speaker na nasa CR.
may pinapaalala.
umagang umaga pinapalungkot ba ako ng araw na ito.
i feel so alone and lonely na tuloy.

siguro tama nga iyong phrase na "No man is and island"
hirap magisa.
malungkot.
pano kaya kung ikaw nga lang magisa sa isang island?
stranded ka for how many years.
makakasurvive ka kaya?...
haay wag mo na isipin.
malayo mangyari iyon.
lalo na kung di ka naman sumasakay ng barko o eroplano o nagtatravel from different places....hehe

9:20am lumabas na ko ng CR.
umakyat na ng 3rd floor.
nagstairs ulit.
pumunta ng office.
tinurn on ang PC.
nagcheck ng mail.
nagcompose sa notepad.
at heto na ka pagpost ng entry dahil sa feeling lonely na ito...hehe

di bale.
di panaman tapos ang araw.
hindi ako papatalo.
lalaban ako....(sino ba kalaban?...)

oonga naman...
sino kalaban?...
nasa isip lang yan,
pag inisip mong malulungkot ka, malulungkot ka talaga.
parang role lang yan sa isang play o pelikula.
kung ano ang gusto mo ipakita o ipadama.
iyon ang makikita o madarama mo.
kaya sabi nga ni peter pan..."Happy thoughts!Happy thoughts!Happy thoughts!"

tama nga naman, Happy thoughts lang and be positive!...
iyon ang sikreto nya kaya hindi siya tumatanda...
hindi siya nasstress.
coz stress makes you feel and look old.

so tama na 'to.
nasstress nako...hehe
tapusin ko na to...
happy na ko...
happy na dahil natapos mo ang post kong ito...hehe

dahil umpisa ay song,
song din ang panapos...hehe

happy...shalala♪♪♫
its so nice to be happy..♫♪♫.shalala...
everybody should be happy...shalala...♫♪
tama din ba itong lyrics na ito...hehe
so be happy!
like Jollibee!..hehe

Kaleidoscope World by Francis Magalona

Kaleidoscope World
Francis Magalona

So many faces, so many races
Different voices, different choices
Some are mad, while others laugh
Some live alone with no better half
Others grieve while others curse
And others mourn behind a big black hearse
Some are pure and some half-bred
Some are sober and some are wasted
Some are rich because of fate and
Some are poor with no food on their plate
Some stand out while others blend
Some are fat and stout while some are thin

Some are friends and some are foes
Some have some while some have most, yeah

Every color and every hue
Is represented by me and you
Take a slide in the slope
Take a look in the kaleidoscope
Spinnin' round, make it twirl
In this kaleidoscope world

Some are great and some are few
Others lie while some tell the truth
Some say poems and some do sing
Others sing through their guitar strings
Some know it all while some act dumb
Let the bassline strum to the bang of the drum
Some can swim while some will sink
And some will find their minds and think
Others walk while others run
You can't talk peace and have a gun
Some are hurt and start to cry
Don't ask me how don't ask me why

Some are friends and some are foes
Some have some while some have most, yeah
Every color and every hue
Is represented by me and you
Take a slide in the slope
Take a look in the kaleidoscope
Spinnin' round, make it twirl
In this kaleidoscope world

Tribute Entry for Kiko

Francis "KIKO" Durango Magalona

Filipino Rap King

Nakakagulat.

Isang nakakalungkot na balita ang aking narinig, nang sinabi ng katabi ko dito sa office na si Francis M. ay wala na.Dahil hindi makapaniwala, search agad sa net about sa news na ito. Hanggang sa masearch ng isa sa mga kasama ko sa isang site na kumpirmado na patay na nga sya, 12:40pm March 07, 2009.

Nakakalungkot.
Nakakapanghinayang lang isipin na isa sa pinakamagaling, pinakamabait at pinakamakabayang kilala ko o natin sa telebisyon ay wala na. Pinakita nya sa lahat ang kanyang pagkaPilipino, pagkamakabayan na sa panahong ito ay tila bihira na lang.

Matapang.

Pinatunayan nya kung gaano katapang ang mga Pilipino na handang lumaban kahit pa sa nakamamatay na sakit na cancer. 08-08-08 noong siya'y madiagnose na may leukemia, cancer of the blood, matapang nyang tinanggap at nilabanan ang sakit na ito. Araw araw siyang naging matatag at malakas para sa pamilya nya at para sa bawat Pilipino.

Nakakainspire.

Naging inspirasyon sya ng karamihan lalong lalo na ng kanyang pinakilala ang mundo ng Rap sa ating bansa. Madaming pinto ang kanyang binuksan sa larangan ng pagrarap. Sya ang kaunaunahang nagpakilala ng rap music sa mga pilipino.
Ipinadama nya sa mga kanta nya ang kanyang mga mensahe naglalayong magkaisa ang mga Pilipino, na ipagmalaki ang Pilipinas. Ilan lamang ito sa mga gusto nyang iparating. Kahit sa tshirt designs na kanyang nilikha, nagawa nyang ipaalala sa mga Pilipino ang pagiging Makabayan, ang ipagmalaki na tayo ay mga Pilipino.

Modelo.
Walang katulad.
Isang mabuting asawa, anak, ama, kaibigan, kapatid at Pilipino.
Isa kang mabuting halimbawa sa lahat ng Pilipino.
Hanga ako.
Saludo ako.
Kiko.

Mabuhay ka sa puso ng bawat Pilipino sa buong mundo.

Elevator

Cast:
Boy
Elevator Girl

B: bababa ba?
E: bababa.

galing no?...
"ba" lang ginamit, nagkaintindihan sila...hehe

may amerikano palang nasa elevator din...
pagkalabas sa elevator...

A: Are they Teletubbies??? bababa ba baba...

hehehe

"Toilet" pinoy version of twilight?

para sa iyo ♪♪...ang laban na'to♪♪...

napatawa ako nung nakita ko itong picture na'to...

kaya pinost ko para maishare din...hehe

cute di ba...hehe

soon...