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December 19, 2009

I have been meaning to attend the 9-day Misa de Gallo thread but then again, I failed. 

Ang dali-daling masira ng mga plano ko. Bakit kaya? Plinano ko na rin na hindi mag-absent sa aking mga klase, pero bigo pa rin ako. Hanggang ngayon determinasyon pa rin tuloy ang hinahanap ko. Yung isa ko pang planong gawin, hanggang ngayon nakabitin pa rin. Kung sinusundan mo, dear reader, ang blog ko, may isang plano o dalawa na yata ako rito na hindi ko pa rin nagagawa. Ito, baka gusto mong balikan:

As for the Moment -Sinabi ko dito na ipapamigay ko na yung mga tsinelas na hindi ko na ginagamit. Ano na bang update? Nakalagay na ang mgatsinelas sa plastic pero hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin naipapamigay.

May isa pang blog na tinamad akong hanapin eh. Sabi ko, ang susunod na entry ay tatalakay kung gaano kadaming litro ng likido ang kayang dalhin ng bladder. Pero ano nangyari? Wala pa rin hanggang ngayon yung entry na yun. 

Haha. Loser. So far, yung plano ko na jogging, nagawa ko naman, kahit isang beses. Pwede ko na siguro yun ituring na redemption point.

Pokus. Pokus hokus pokus. 

I think my eyes were wandering too much, forgetting to keep sight of the goals. Kailangan ko muna magpunta sa doktor para ipaayos ang salamin at i-update na rin ang grado ko na palagay ko ay tumaas na. Pwede bang ito na lang ang ika-11 ko sa wishlist? Teka, mas bagay yata na nasa Need list ito kaysa Wish list.

 

 

 

As for the moment

October 12, 2009

That I feel sorry for the people living in the north
whose houses are devastated
whose jobs floated away along with the water
and mud
and trash

I wish that there are still enough clothes to give
Enough food to fill in their stomachs
Enough blanket to cover their chilling bodies
Enough funds to restore their houses

Help, please they need help.
I wish I can still rummage my closet to search for clothes to donate
I still have slippers to give
Perhaps this weekend
I will
Wash
Soap
Dry
Pack
And
Donate
Them.

I am ending an equally devastated semester. My grief may not be as bad as theirs, but I am sharing with their agony.
Nothing more. Just plain catharsis.

Tungkol sa isang klaseng interesado akong totoo

July 12, 2009

Someone in the cooking err.. not so cooking class talks like freak. I cannot complete my notes. I cannot follow what she is saying. Why can’t they be generous enough to at least make us learn or digest everything that comes out of her mouth, including the sermons and the irrational judgments?

Oye She must be undergoing something unbearable. We instantly turn to sponges, thank you.