And then some...

I am not a sinner. Nor I am a saint.

I don't like black. Nor hate white.

I am selfish. I love to share.

I am bold. And I am shy.

I am complex. But I am pure.

I am simple. But I am complicated.

I am not one. Or the other. I am the beginning. And the end. And all points. In between.

I am 32... No, 322 favors. And then some.

Happy birthday to me! And this is my bday song.

10:15pm

21 May 2012

Monday

My Shoebox

Same old, same old?

I have a new job, but somehow, it feels the same. I am still in this same old airport, flying in the same old airline, going to the same city.

But somehow, I feel happier... More free.

Good vibes.

07:20pm

13 May 2012

Sunday

Mother's Day

NAIA Terminal 1

Kapuy

New work.

First week.

Really tired.

Need vacation.

04 May 2012

Friday

09:30pm

My Shoebox, Gotham

Rosas

6 words:

True : a rose is a rose

8:05pm

26 April 2012

Thursday

My Shoebox

Slowly

6 words:

Slowly... the pieces fall into place.


3:10 pm
18 April 2012
Wednesday
Shoebox, Gotham

More

Thanks,  universe. you make me happy.

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

Waiting to exhale

I can't wait to finally exhale.


4:15pm
22 March 2012
Thursday
Chiang Mai

Doors

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

Universe

6 words:

Stars conspired to make me happy!


10:05pm
08 March 2012
Thursday
Lad Prao

Moss

6-word blog:

Tired of rolling... gotta grow moss.



9:35pm
19 February 2012
Sunday
Cablelandia

Please...

6 word prayer...

"please don't let me be sick."


09 February 2012
Lad Prao Soi 1

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

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

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

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

2012

New year
New chapters
New pages

Moving on
Forgetting
Forgiving

Sunshines
Fresh
Rainbows

Changes
Endings
Beginnings

Refurbish
Revamp
Rebirth

Six

Missing you, and what could've been.


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

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

Fate

my six words...

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


10:10pm
20 Nov 2011
Sunday
Ladprao

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