N.B.1 - My horoscope says:
Career: Stars favor your career plans – promotions, raises, and transfers to other companies.
N.B. 2 – Jinro is just..fine.
N.B. 3 - Goodluck!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
only six pesos
It was a compulsive decision. It’s an additional load to my tiring life. And it marks a new page in my filthy scrapbook to doodle the every day scratch of life. Another cool change; from pocket size to two inches width manuscripts, from slate to monitor, from pens to keyboard, from traditional to virtual. These are just some of the few changes, but the most exciting one, I’ll be paying only 6 pesos for my fare.
N.B.1 - My horoscope says:
Career: Stars favor your career plans – promotions, raises, and transfers to other companies.
N.B. 2 – Jinro is just..fine.
N.B. 3 - Goodluck!
N.B.1 - My horoscope says:
Career: Stars favor your career plans – promotions, raises, and transfers to other companies.
N.B. 2 – Jinro is just..fine.
N.B. 3 - Goodluck!
Monday, October 19, 2009
HOLIDAY
Back in my elementary grades whenever there’s someone who'd ask me about my favorite subject, my favorite answer was -“RECESS”. Recess would mean a trip to canteen to buy ice candy, a chase around the trees, a treat by eating gummy bears and cry baby and a lot more of taking advantage the15 minutes by running around the playground regardless the blaze of sun.
When body hair started to grow and crushes became the mainstream in life, this event was then called BREAK-TIME. It was a perfect fleeting time to sight-see my dearly schoolmates and a time for giggles for the sweet hi-hello encounters, a gossip occasion, a boastful incident – flirting.
Then books started to file up into my desks and thesis writing suggested a more serious life. The break-time then evolved to TIME-OUT. It’s a spell-breaker to the monotony of my traditional professors who assumed to be genius and to my exhausting vacant stare at the white board assuming that I fully understood the x and y equations.
And now the 15-min becomes the most valuable thing for me, and I now call it REST. It’s a time to rest my feet from walking here and there from attending my client needs and to feed my hungry tummy. It’s a rest from my draining ten hours of work.
When you asked me if I still love you, I didn’t say no. I said nothing.
When you asked me again, my reply was, “It’s not easy to fall out in love”
What I really wanted and what we really need is a recess, a break, a time-out, a rest.
ps. you're always in my mind
-sunny
When body hair started to grow and crushes became the mainstream in life, this event was then called BREAK-TIME. It was a perfect fleeting time to sight-see my dearly schoolmates and a time for giggles for the sweet hi-hello encounters, a gossip occasion, a boastful incident – flirting.
Then books started to file up into my desks and thesis writing suggested a more serious life. The break-time then evolved to TIME-OUT. It’s a spell-breaker to the monotony of my traditional professors who assumed to be genius and to my exhausting vacant stare at the white board assuming that I fully understood the x and y equations.
And now the 15-min becomes the most valuable thing for me, and I now call it REST. It’s a time to rest my feet from walking here and there from attending my client needs and to feed my hungry tummy. It’s a rest from my draining ten hours of work.
Everyone needs a recess, a break, a time-out, a rest.
A vacation leave from work
A semester’s break at school
A stop-over from a long trip
A commercial break for soaps
A contraceptive holiday
Everyone needs it…
Even in LOVE.
When you asked me if I still love you, I didn’t say no. I said nothing.
When you asked me again, my reply was, “It’s not easy to fall out in love”
What I really wanted and what we really need is a recess, a break, a time-out, a rest.
…A recess for us to enjoy eating gummy bears alone while reminiscing the dinner we had.
…A break-time for us to see the world beyond our hugs and to have a sight-see, like a walk in the park during idle Sundays.
…A time-out for our arguments and misunderstandings for us to enjoy the harmony in our differences.
…A rest for us to reexamine and reassess our relationship.
ps. you're always in my mind
-sunny
Thursday, October 15, 2009
last dance
THE LAST DANCE"You wear that smile again"
The same smile that struck me dead
That enclosed me deep in your eyes
That caught me tightly, strongly, faithfully
But the closeness that which I cannot touch
It’s everyone’s dream to interlace the cold fingers
To someone’s hands
And on the time we had it
We both clasped for whatever things might happen
For whatever steps we might arrive at
Or for whatever pace in life
But it’s all in the music
If the rhythm will conspire with us
To have the perfect jive
In a routine that will last
I said I don’t know how to dance
You hushed that lets just enjoy the night
As an inexperienced dancer
I became the king of the night
And you as my queen to tap
The melody made the beats
And we just let our feet
To sway and to play in the ball stage
Dancing, intricately, intimately
And with the feeling of endlessly
And tonight...
You wear the same smile again
But the music got mystified
I heard that you hushed again
That which I cannot figure out
Is it the commencement of the final dance?
Then again the clock rung there times
And then you cast in the dark
Leaving behind the golden slippers on my hand
-sunny
the last dance
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