"Dear John" ang drama

The same moon is what you see tonight. That's enough...=D

Something to Look Forward to

When things are at their absolute worst, they can only get better in the future.=)

I Still Believe....

I still believe in the goodness of the human spirit...=D

What It Was and What Is, Are Two Different Things

My previous grade 1 learners from three years ago are just adorable. Their messages and chats include topics about religion and self control with some pointers about friendship in between. I couldn't remember thinking like this when I was that age. What happened to bahay-bahayan and chinese garter and panagu-ay? But it's just interesting and amusing to witness the shift in the state of mind of these kids which give a new light to the concept of "childhood".....=)

I Gave my Yellow Bookshelf a Make-Over!

Last April of this year, when I was jobless and almost penniless, out of nowhere, I got the itch of repainting my old book shelf which has been housing my books, since like, forever (Super over! And not to mention, over-rated word...haha!).

Out of the two bookshelves that I have, this yellow bookshelf is my favorite and it houses a portion of my book collection, not to mention that the books placed in this particular shelf are some of my favorites....

Perhaps it was my subconscious' way of helping me not to get into panic attacks whenever I think of the facts that: (1.) I still didn't have a job (Actually, I was already accepted in a school that I applied into but I had this strong feeling that the Man upstairs had a different plan for me, which he surely did have.) and (2.) I was ALMOST penniless that the money in my pocket was several  peso less from a four digit number.

So, my ever reliable subconscious screamed at me to unleash my creative side (sus!), despite the fact that, again, I was almost penniless. Do I really have to reiterate that I was almost penniless? There I go with the almost penniless again. See? Ay, cut it off!

Armed for the painting job!

So, with a heavy heart, I had to spend a big portion of the money left with me to buy paint in order to satiate my thirst for creative work.

Though it was an amateurish attempt, I was satisfied with how my dear, trusty bookshelf looked after.

the side...

the top view

....and the other side

So what caused me almost a heartache, for shelling some of my penny out months before, is now standing mutely and proudly at one corner in our house. It is still the same sturdy bookshelf (I'll somewhat be missing a little the charming yellow bookshelf, though.), yet at the moment, it holds a certain story (Of how my decisions in life would further affect the ones in the future...paano ako napunta dito? haha!) in every amateur strokes and lines on its surface.

...and I think I will not be tired looking at it for a long, long time.

Cast your Wish

If you were to see one shooting star today, what will you wish for?

Shooting Star At Dusk


"I miss you 'lil bro. I miss the fact that you can easily ride on with my crazy ideas, your matter-of-factly way of telling me in your "I'm-grown-up manner": "Daw bata kaw gamay!", the way you effortlessly laugh at my corniest jokes and the way you would suppress that laugh sometimes to tell me "That's the most senseless and corniest joke that I've ever heard. Is that the best you've got big sister?", the way you cringe when I give you a bear hug, and the way you easily agree to be my model when the frustrated photographer hits me.


But most of all, I miss the way you would confide to me and tell me stories about school and nothing in particular with such great faith that you would often forget that you're just 13 and I'm a decade older than you are.

Waay Ko 'it Ma-obra...

...Actually, may lima pa ko ka lesson plan nga tarapuson kaso, ginapanumdum ko, may weekend pa ko kag matapos ko man daa sa isa lang ka purungku-an.

...Actually pa guid, may mga grades pa ko nga inug proof-read, pero pwede pa man daa karun sa gab-i antes takun magturog. Pira guid da man? 30 minutes? 15 minutes?

So, pagkatapos ko encode kag solve ka grades ka mga bata ko (Waay pa ko asawa, waay pa gani nobyo pero damu na mga bata ko. Baw ilam dulang!) kagina mga alas diyes sa aga asta dukar0n nga ala-una y media, waay ko it na-obra kundi panimungko, pamukad facebook kag pang-basa ka status updates ka mga kilala ko kag mga (long  forgotten?) friends asta nag-rilingin ulo ko. Indi ko dun daad pag-ihamabal pay daw may gatulod guid kanakun. Ginapabugal ko guid nga mga isa dun ko ka semana nga waay ga-stalk sa account ka to be forgotten nga tawo. Mayad guid katama.

Kay waay dun man ako ma-isip nga obrahon kag gina-tamad ako magtapos ka mga academic works ko, na-isipan ko dulang magsulat ka entry dya sa blog ko kag i-try nga gamiton ya Kiniray-a hay daw mga irisipon lang guid ya mga write-ups ko sa karay-a. Na, kundi gauran kag garagumo 'di ka mga karay-a nga words.

Balik sa ginhambal ko nga waay ako 'it ma-obra. Actually, gatampok ang urubrahon ko. Kun normal ang dalagan ka paminsaron ko, gin-tapos ko anay obra dya sanda tanan antes mang-labay-labay. Kun ka-isa gani pamatyagan ko ya panimu-ot ko indi bagay pang-maestra. Insa? Hay daw kaduro lang ka rason nga amat-amat ko dulang na realize sa sulod ka apat ka tu-ig nga naga-tudlo ako. Pay pabay-i dulang daa ah. Insa ya sukatan ka mayad nga maestra amu ya pag-angkon ka convential nga panimu-ot? Indi man guro ah. Kaduro ayhan ka mga kilala ko nga mga maestra nga unconvential manumdum, radical pa gani ang iban 'pay mahambal ko nga sa pagtudlo, waay guid ako 'it may ma-komentar.

Gatampok ya urubrahon ko, tuod. Pay feeling ko daw kataw-tawhay kanakon dukar-on. Siguro kay sagad dun ko mag-obra kun mas-rapit dulang ya deadline ukon gina-padali ako.

Gatampok ya urubrahon ko 'pay pamtyagan ko daw waay ako 'it ma-obra, ukon indi lang takun kama-an kun diin ma-umpisa.

 Ka-urugot ah. Na, daa. Sakmala ya garagumo nga karay-a.