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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: Guhmp Theory No. 1
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. Guhmp Theory No. 1. What Did you expect me to cry out for you? You: the black and blue. Thing in my peripheral vision that is only beginning to acquiesce after an almost. Dying, draw your mirror away, it's only going to lead us to more pain. Please understand that its not you its me and its you and me against the world. And how, how, how can we ever explain ourselves to everyone when everyone. Spare me this life from this monstrosity. Bismillah! The first re...
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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: September 2012
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. People take one look at my newly cropped hair and ask- did I just break up with somebody? Isn't it just the most natural thing for a girl to do? Like what Bea Alonzo did in One More Chance. Well, I'm not spilling any beans here, but my cutting my hair short is as simple as it is complicated. For a girl, it is always a major event. As if the hair has a soul of its own, and snipping it off is equivalent to cold-blooded murder. Labels: lost in thought. Minus th...
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A Pause: October 2014
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Monday, October 13, 2014. The Second Death of A Cat. Exactly, they test it, death on the mouth of a cat. Finished lesson is timed. Finished math is time. You do not know friendly, my friend. You do not understand reverie. You feed into your order anything but delight. Your mother tells you your packed. When you've lived long enough to hold a gun in your mouth, your mother will pack your food. Nobody knows. Nobody knows the area between sun and soon. Nobody moons. We are honesties lost in a pill.
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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: January 2013
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. Here goes my list of LATE, boring and uninspired New Year's resolutions that I do not intend to fulfill but just want to write down for the sake of having that sense of direction, of planning on doing something, albeit imagined. Because who knows, I might re-read this post one day and actually DO it. Our company is offering tuition reimbursement on post-grad studies, so why not grab the chance, huh? Why I should do it:. Why I should not do it:. Because I'm a...
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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: August 2012
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. At a barbecue grill/acoustic bar on Friday night:. Boy: I hope you don't mind if I sit here. I'm (insert name here). You are? Girl: (insert another name here). Boy: (pronounces name wrongly), is it? Girl: No. (correct name pronunciation). Boy: Oh, I see. (utters girl's name correctly, finally). Boy: You have a nice name. Boy: You're in the same department with (common friend's name- common friend is sitting right next to Boy), right? Are you her boss? Boy: A...
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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: July 2012
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. What To Do On A Saturday Afternoon. Throw in a gondola in this picture, and this lovely waterway outside our dormitory in Makati could easily be reminiscent of the grand canal of Venice. Can anything be more awe-inspiring? Paglalakbay (by Joi Barrios). Bawat pagsinta’y paglalakbay. Paglalayag sa malawak na dagat,. Pag-akyat sa pinakatuktok ng bundok. Sumasakay ka sa pag-asa,. Bawat pagsinta’y paglalakbay. Huwag kaybagal at baka may hindi maabutan.
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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: May 2012
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. Jordan Mang-Osan at work. The other artist was Alfonso Dato, and while Mang-Osan was a bit on the intense side while drawing, Dato was more relaxed and reclined in his chair the whole time. Two artists with two different styles interpreting two different versions of the me that they see exclusively through their eyes. That would be interesting. Here are the final sketches by Mang-Osan and Dato:. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: Tatay Manuel
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. I asked him. Turned out he was able to hitch a ride on a truck that was transporting vegetables from Cavite to Guadalupe. From Guadalupe, he walked all the way to Makati Ave. His story seemed genuine to me. After we got off at the Pasong Tamo-Buendia crossing, we flagged down a jeepney going to Walter Mart for Tatay Manuel and bid goodbye to him. Dan and I can only look at each other and shake our heads in dismay at that sad encounter. May nakasalubong akong...
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Ang Babayeng Nasaag: October 2012
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Daydreams and grievances en route to wherever. I asked him. Turned out he was able to hitch a ride on a truck that was transporting vegetables from Cavite to Guadalupe. From Guadalupe, he walked all the way to Makati Ave. His story seemed genuine to me. After we got off at the Pasong Tamo-Buendia crossing, we flagged down a jeepney going to Walter Mart for Tatay Manuel and bid goodbye to him. Dan and I can only look at each other and shake our heads in dismay at that sad encounter. May nakasalubong akong...
