in a post in january, i answered on the last set of 3s question that i wanted to write a book before i die. technical or not, here is my first installment.
we were strangers in meeting. we were but names with associated faces no more and no less than an occasional hello and a cautious smile. you never cared wearing a smile, not even half of it as you strided to and fro snapping your fingers to the beat of your steps. and for a time, that sound was a beacon of your proximity. a rhythmic pulse of my unconscious awareness of your presence that confined itself to 15 min breaks and lunches.
the room was cool but the jacket i was wearing kept me warm. it was one of those endless summers where days stayed indistinguishable from each other. and thus, i was unaware if it was a monday, a tuesday or any other day of the week. one afternoon, you were standing directly in
my line of sight, a few rows away as i put on chapstick. how you got there i don't know. you might have been walking back to your cubicle after printing a test page. perhaps you might have just stood up and was heading to the bathroom. you had on one of those simple collared shirts which college students never gave up wearing. i knew that despite the faded colors, it was scrupulously clean and i wondered if you did laundry yourself or if a housemaid did it for you and your family.
i kept swiping my lips with the balm as i innocently indulged my imagination with your supposed demographics just as i have done with many others before to kill time. then as if an orchestrated moment, our eyes met, held and then gave way to modesty.
had i known that our locked gaze signified the conception of something wonderful, i would have noted in my journal the date and time of the event. but aside from your face gaining clarity in memory, i noticed nothing and so shrugged the urge to reach for my pen and journal. but i had often wondered since then if we'd find our eyes locked again if i rose from my seat and started
putting on chapstick.
Monday, May 29, 2006
Sunday, May 07, 2006
my baby made me really proud.
he has big, dark and deep set eyes. very depictive of his papa.
he is 4 months old, moreno like his papa, takes a liking to wearing white socks and mittens. he drools a lot but i guess that's just the way they are at this stage. he seems smart. he doesn't cry much and talks only when necessary. and he has faces too! very surprising for his age actually. he smiles, he smirks, he frowns, and you know when he's curious. his name is cousteau. after the great marine explorer jacques cousteau. one of the very few that inspire me.
i have been trying to put off writing this entry until i set up a photoblog for him or at least until i get decent pictures of him but i can't help it, i am beyond myself with bliss. cousteau is my chihuahua. cy gave him to me last valentines (i gave him an ipod) and we had our first obedience training session a few hours ago. cousteau was fantstic. he walked proud, like the pure bred baby that he is. jun, the trainor commented on many things which made me puff up with pride. my baby, jun said, had a good, apple-core shaped head, has a good fawn-colored fur that turns white at the tips, his feet, the tip of his tail, his snout, as if he's wearing socks and mittens and he's really smart, quick to learn and consequently easy to teach. oh, i could have risen off the floor if i hadn't gotten hold of the nearby table where i kept cousteau's stuff. i brought his water dispenser, some tissue just in case he had to go which ever number and some treats to the roofdeck of the condiminium where jun and i taught my baby his tricks.
we're having another one this coming friday. and if anybody asks, i'm using the money i got from teaching at dlsu (well half of it anyway, i went on a shopping spree yesterday getting myself a nike bag, a new pair of classy white slip-ons, 2 new shirts i couldn't pass up... i was planning to buy the white mango bikini i saw the other day but somebody already bought it when i came by the store *sob*) to pay for his training.
i am so excited. i have never felt so alive. a lot of things has been happening and i'm liking where i'm heading. for one, i finished the initial mock-up for weddingcakesbysylvia (upstrat's 2nd or 3rd client) and i'm not just about to post it yet here until sylvia signs it off despite cy's relentless pestering. my blockmates and i are finally going to have another get together. the iterinary, virgin beach resort this may 13 for the am and it's off to tagaytay for the night. cy's coming and susanna's eager to finally meet him. and there's the dlsu ccs planning/team building this may 18 (the sy starts at may 29). my spanish lessons is also coming up (finally, i'm finally going to be able to continue the language) and of course, there is the list of summer movies that cy and i are planning to catch. it looks like may becomes me. ^^
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as for growing up, well the first sign of it is when you're ready to think for yourself and decide for yourself. but more importantly, the ability to stand for those two things in the face of opposition even from those you hold dear. buying the grocery or keeping stuff neat and tidy is child's play. i've been doing them, among many other things like paying the bills (electricity, water and when i graduated, the rent and association fees) ever since 1st yr college and they never made me feel any more mature. and the body clock that was almost automaton i prided myself in college is coming back after a month of absence. i guess what i'm trying to say is that there are many aspects to maturity and although handling responsible stuff like those is a tiny step closer to maturity, it's just the tip of the iceberg. anyone can play house. even the kids can do it. if you want to be really mature, try obtaining emotional and intellectual maturity.
he has big, dark and deep set eyes. very depictive of his papa.
he is 4 months old, moreno like his papa, takes a liking to wearing white socks and mittens. he drools a lot but i guess that's just the way they are at this stage. he seems smart. he doesn't cry much and talks only when necessary. and he has faces too! very surprising for his age actually. he smiles, he smirks, he frowns, and you know when he's curious. his name is cousteau. after the great marine explorer jacques cousteau. one of the very few that inspire me.
i have been trying to put off writing this entry until i set up a photoblog for him or at least until i get decent pictures of him but i can't help it, i am beyond myself with bliss. cousteau is my chihuahua. cy gave him to me last valentines (i gave him an ipod) and we had our first obedience training session a few hours ago. cousteau was fantstic. he walked proud, like the pure bred baby that he is. jun, the trainor commented on many things which made me puff up with pride. my baby, jun said, had a good, apple-core shaped head, has a good fawn-colored fur that turns white at the tips, his feet, the tip of his tail, his snout, as if he's wearing socks and mittens and he's really smart, quick to learn and consequently easy to teach. oh, i could have risen off the floor if i hadn't gotten hold of the nearby table where i kept cousteau's stuff. i brought his water dispenser, some tissue just in case he had to go which ever number and some treats to the roofdeck of the condiminium where jun and i taught my baby his tricks.
we're having another one this coming friday. and if anybody asks, i'm using the money i got from teaching at dlsu (well half of it anyway, i went on a shopping spree yesterday getting myself a nike bag, a new pair of classy white slip-ons, 2 new shirts i couldn't pass up... i was planning to buy the white mango bikini i saw the other day but somebody already bought it when i came by the store *sob*) to pay for his training.
i am so excited. i have never felt so alive. a lot of things has been happening and i'm liking where i'm heading. for one, i finished the initial mock-up for weddingcakesbysylvia (upstrat's 2nd or 3rd client) and i'm not just about to post it yet here until sylvia signs it off despite cy's relentless pestering. my blockmates and i are finally going to have another get together. the iterinary, virgin beach resort this may 13 for the am and it's off to tagaytay for the night. cy's coming and susanna's eager to finally meet him. and there's the dlsu ccs planning/team building this may 18 (the sy starts at may 29). my spanish lessons is also coming up (finally, i'm finally going to be able to continue the language) and of course, there is the list of summer movies that cy and i are planning to catch. it looks like may becomes me. ^^
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as for growing up, well the first sign of it is when you're ready to think for yourself and decide for yourself. but more importantly, the ability to stand for those two things in the face of opposition even from those you hold dear. buying the grocery or keeping stuff neat and tidy is child's play. i've been doing them, among many other things like paying the bills (electricity, water and when i graduated, the rent and association fees) ever since 1st yr college and they never made me feel any more mature. and the body clock that was almost automaton i prided myself in college is coming back after a month of absence. i guess what i'm trying to say is that there are many aspects to maturity and although handling responsible stuff like those is a tiny step closer to maturity, it's just the tip of the iceberg. anyone can play house. even the kids can do it. if you want to be really mature, try obtaining emotional and intellectual maturity.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
First Of Summer (Urban Dub)
Parked car
This night sky
Makes city lights shine like diamonds
Our song plays on the radio
We're living it up
Make this night ours
We own the world
I wish this lasts forever
Alone with you tonight
Further in you feels so right.
We're giving it up in just a little more
This heartfelt leap i surrender
Arms raised tonight
arms raised
Drive me away
'cause the night just feels right
Take me away with you tonight
Anywhere with you.
Alone with you tonight
This night sky
Makes city lights shine like diamonds
Our song plays on the radio
We're living it up
Make this night ours
We own the world
I wish this lasts forever
Alone with you tonight
Further in you feels so right.
We're giving it up in just a little more
This heartfelt leap i surrender
Arms raised tonight
arms raised
Drive me away
'cause the night just feels right
Take me away with you tonight
Anywhere with you.
Alone with you tonight
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