Thursday, April 26, 2012

Rosas

6 words:
True : a rose is a rose
8:05pm
26 April 2012
Thursday
My Shoebox

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Slowly

6 words:

Slowly... the pieces fall into place.


3:10 pm
18 April 2012
Wednesday
Shoebox, Gotham

Thursday, April 12, 2012

More

Thanks,  universe. you make me happy.

3:30pm
11 April 2012
Thursday
Bay view Hotel, Manila 

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Waiting to exhale

I can't wait to finally exhale.


4:15pm
22 March 2012
Thursday
Chiang Mai

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Doors

#10

i closed one door.

three to four were suddenly widely open.

now i don't know which one to enter.

choices. choices.



4:55pm
15 March 2012
Thursday
Lad Prao Soi 1

Thursday, March 08, 2012

Universe



6 words:

Stars conspired to make me happy!


10:05pm
08 March 2012
Thursday
Lad Prao

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Moss

6-word blog:

Tired of rolling... gotta grow moss.



9:35pm
19 February 2012
Sunday
Cablelandia

Thursday, February 09, 2012

Please...

6 word prayer...

"please don't let me be sick."


09 February 2012
Lad Prao Soi 1

Thursday, February 02, 2012

Empake

Once again, I am on packing mode. And for a change, I listened to this song while packing my luggage.

Packing never felt more lonely.

I'm never doing this again.


10:50pm
02 Feb, 2012
Thursday
Chiang Ma

Friday, January 27, 2012

Catharsis #6 : Heartbreak


Someone broke my heart two years ago.
Of all the men that I've met, he broke my heart the most.
He left without even saying goodbye.
He left just like that.

But I know that he is fine, wherever he is.
Because I saw him, in my dreams.
He looked happy and well.
He waved at me and smiled.

I am happy too.
But I can't help but shed a tear when I have thoughts of him.
I see him in little things.
I feel him as if he never left.

I know that he loves me still.
Because he left me...
Not because he wanted to.
It's just that he had to.

I guess this is the kind of heartbreak that will never go away.
Never. Ever.
But this is also the heartbreak that I will always welcome.
These are the tears that will never leave my eyes.

Because I will always welcome thoughts of him.
I want to always remember.
I never will forget.
Because he is my father.

I miss you, daddy!


Jan 23, 2012
Daddy's second year death anniversary

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Borrowed moves

Just shoot for the stars if it feels right
Then aim for my heart, if you feel like
And take me away
And make it okay


21 January 2012
I love you, sabado
Lad Prao Soi 1

Friday, January 13, 2012

Timba

My bucket list:

1. Learn how to swim
2. Visit Egypt
3. Visit Mt Vesuvius
4. Visit ALL the provinces of the Philippines
5. Sing in a lounge bar
6. Dive
7. Visit Taj Mahal

My bucket list... For now...


5:35pm
13 January 2012, Friday
Cafe Mo
Teacher's Village, QC

Thursday, January 05, 2012

2012

New year
New chapters
New pages

Moving on
Forgetting
Forgiving

Sunshines
Fresh
Rainbows

Changes
Endings
Beginnings

Refurbish
Revamp
Rebirth

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Six

Missing you, and what could've been.


6 word poetry
6:25pm
11 December 2011
Sunday
My shoebox

Monday, December 05, 2011

Be careful what you wish for

I've always wanted to travel since I was a child.

And I got this wish.

My job requires me to travel at least once per month. Sometimes, I get back from the airport, switch luggages, and leave the next morning.

My favorite tambayan (hang out place) lately is yes, you've guessed it right... The airport.

I am literally living in a suitcase. ABB as one friend would say... Ang Bahay ay ang Bag (my house is my luggage).

I should be happy and thankful that I get to travel, that I get to see a lot of places, meet a lot of people and taste lots of unique food from all over. But i just get so tired. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I just wish I have more time to rest and settle down. To gather some moss.



9:40pm
05 December 2011
Monday
Butuan City

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Fate

my six words...

We meet again... maybe it's destiny.


10:10pm
20 Nov 2011
Sunday
Ladprao

Monday, November 14, 2011

But I think I know you


But I think I know you

I know that you don’t smoke
I know which countries you have been to
I know you speak some languages
I know that you drive
I know you write letters
I know that you think you can dance… even if you can’t
I know that you like to read
Because I have met you.

I know that you know me, too
You know what records I listen to
And you know how I sleep, and that sometimes, I find it hard to sleep
I know that you know that I will walk your way… as long as I’m with you
And by now, you have to know…
That I don’t fall that easily… not at all.

*this is inspired by Lisa Hannigan's song (I Don't Know)

06:45pm
14 November 2011
Monday
My Shoebox, Gotham

Friday, October 21, 2011

The Familiar



Sometimes, things are better...

Nostalgic, rather than current

Old, rather than futuristic

Rustic, rather than polished

Stained, rather than spotless

Aged and used, rather than brand new

Natural, rather than artificial

Familiar, rather than cutting-edge

Such is the 70s Bistro in Quezon City.

It was once a haven for UP students, activists, NGO workers, artists, poets, musicians, and the "unpolished". It can be best described as musty, stuffy, old, dark, dirty... in short, "dugyot". But this is where it gets its charm and character.

Now that it's been renovated and cleaned and polished... it suddenly became one of those bars, not the Bistro we used to love.

Sad. Sad. Sad.



7:25pm
21 October 2011
Friday
Kyusi

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Wish

6 word-wishes

maybe it's time for a sabbatical

i need a blue sky holiday

i badly need some me time



4:45pm
15 October
Saturday
Cablelandia

Sunday, October 09, 2011

Mansanas

iEve

iBite

iWantMore

iBuy

iHappy


9:40pm
09 October
Sunday
Fairview
(back in my shoebox after 3 weeks of travel)