Sunday, February 20, 2011 6 comments


“Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.” – Mark Twain

tama bang “pino-po” na kami?!

then, suddenly it hit us. oh my god! we’re old!


one was called “mader” when she rode a jeepney once.

another was mistaken for a mother to her younger brother.

i’m sure straight crushie friend has been called “ang-kol” several times.

and one friend is now considered a cougar.

my barkada friends will be turning the big 3-0 this year.

but i refuse to acknowledge that fact.

pwede bah!!! kaka-29 ko lang nung december!!!
Sunday, February 6, 2011 3 comments


"I love the rain. I want the feeling of it on my face."- Katherine Mansfield

i love it when it rains.

the feeling of cold breeze.

the moist air.

the tingling raindrops.

it always brings a smile to my face.

it makes me feel nostalgic.

yet peaceful.

ironic, i know.

there’s just something about rain that makes me think about you.

maybe it’s because we both love the rain.

or maybe it’s because when it rains,

i always imagine you

warming me up

with your tight hugs

and gentle kisses.

but, summer’s here.

and i really miss the rain.

just the same way

as i really miss


1728 - Sukob Na
Thursday, February 3, 2011 5 comments


"Is it not pleasant to learn with a constant perserverance and application?" - Confucius

i am not chinese.

but i grew up as one.

a lot of people ask me if i am chinese. i always answer them “no, i only studied in a chinese school and i only look like one”. and i always get a somewhat surprised reaction.

for the 12 years of my school life before college, i was in a crowd full of chinese kids. i was one of the very few students who is not chinese. and being in that kind of environment i think made me the person that i am today. i can’t pin-point exactly, but there times when i say to myself that i am acting too chinese.

i remember every time our school celebrates its foundation day, i always pray that i’d be pick to participate in one of those chinese dances. i’ve always wanted to do that martial arts dance, the one with the giant fan. but i was never picked. i only got to do those chinese speech choirs. Most of which i don’t even care to understand.

up until now, there are still chinese songs that i have memorized, well mostly. I smile everytime i remember our chinese graduation song in high school.

peng you i sheng i chi chou. na she reh chr poo tsay you. lol

too bad, i took for granted all the chinese lessons that i had. i can understand the language but i could never really speak it fluently.

i visited my alma mater during the chinese new year’s eve to witness their celebration. and it brought back fond memories. memories of learning. memories of friendships. memories of growing up.

and i miss those times.

i am not chinese.

but i love that i grew up as one.

oh! and i can only multiply numbers in chinese! =D
Tuesday, February 1, 2011 4 comments

part-time tenant

“A mighty pain to love it is, and 'tis a pain that pain to miss. But of all pains, the greatest pain it is to love, but love in vain." - Abraham Cowley

it all started with the teasing.

which turned into sweet affection.

and then, he says he’s going crazy.

to the point that he is willing to

settle to share just a part of someone’s committed heart.

and he knows this,

that the love he is willing to give

will only be