06 May 2008

life as we know it

kanina pa ako nakamasid sa langit dahil inaabangan ko ang pagguhit ng kidlat sa itim na kalawakan nito habang paminsan-minsan, nagpaparamdam din ang kulog.

nagtataka rin ako kung bakit umuulan kahit na narinig ko kay ivan mayrina kanina na may ITCZ (sabi sa gfx mapa niya) sa may bandang mindanao (pero bakit dito ang patak?).

gusto ko sanang magreklamo pero bigla kong binawi nang maramdaman ko ang halimuyak ng hanging dumampi sa aking balat nang humarap ako sa bintana. nalimutan ko na na gusto ko nga pala ang pakiramdam nito, na sa panandaliang sandali ay napapayapa ang kalooban mo dahil may yumakap sa iyong pakiramdam na nais mo. inaasam ko na ngayon na sana, marami-rami pang dumampi at yumakap sa akin para mas mapayapa ko pa ang pakiramdam sa loob ko...

pero dahil sa mahirap umasa sa wala o sa di sigurado, babalik na lang tayo sa ating mga nakaugaliang gawain at panandaliang pagtakas sa pagtatanong at pangungutya ng sarili sa sarili.


if you knew what i listen to, would you get clues of who i am?

my top 10 favorite songs of all time, in order:

1. downtown by petula clark
2. moonriver (composed by henry mancini, as sung by audrey hepburn in the film BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S)
3. time after time (the tuck and patti version)
4. don't dream it's over (the sixpence none the richer version)
5. winter by tori amos
6. tomorrow (as sung in the musical film ANNIE)
7. selling the drama by live
8. princes familiar by alanis morissette
9. iris by the googoo dolls
10. somewhere over the rainbow (as sung by judy garland in the film WIZARD OF OZ)

go ahead, deconstruct. analyze. theorize. get some pointers.

we need it. bad.

or maybe it's just me...

what's your top ten? does it reflect who you are?


i've been running around the metro, all over, since last week and this week will be continuing that endeavor. lunch here, lunch there, meeting here, meeting there. it doesn't end.

with all this running, i've learned how to deal with public transportation with some kind of zen approach. no sense getting frustrated. it helps if you have a vast ocean of patience to dip into at times like these, like traffic, unwanted chitchats from seatmates, or bad weather.

but sometimes, it feels as if that ocean is shrinking into a sea, and right now, it feels like it is just a puny river. maybe that's why this soul is yearning to stretch to other limits. should i let it? we will see. i remembered wanting to try bikram yoga a few years back. i forget why i chose not to. maybe my inner self needs to stretch. bad.

the soul is also yearning to fly. shall we? bangkok sounds about right at this time but i'd settle for baguio anytime. but why? i have to be sure of the motivation first before i do anything, really. the beach is also beckoning. but i could settle for the pool, anytime.

sometimes, it doesn't pay to think. think too much. woe is moi.

woe is moi.


people make funny quotes.

last saturday, i was a speaker in a special event in the metro. when i was introduced to the speaker before me, she smiled and beamed, shook my hand and said, "Wow, you're famous!"

reaction shot: HUH???

apparently, to this group, i have some sort of stature. go figure. things that make you go hmmmm...

this afternoon, as i was looking for a dvd of a film i wanted to watch since last year, i overheard the seller talking to a clueless customer.

seller: eto ser maganda, o. mga giyera-giyera iyan, parang historical ba.
me: (thought balloon) wow may komentaryo si ati...
seller: eto naman ser, mga tomboy sila, pero naging babae rin sa huli...
me: *tumaas muna kilay at tenga* (thought balloon) anoyun? asanyun? anoyun? akinnalang...


make contact. if not, it's an awful waste of space.

because mrs. dalloway said she will buy the flowers herself.


and this blogthing said of me:

You're 6:49 a.m.

You're the time of day right around sunrise, when the sky is still a pale bluish gray. The streets are empty, and the grass and leaves are a little bit sparkly with dew. You are the sound of a few chirpy birds outside the window. You are quiet, peaceful, and contemplative. If you move slowly, it's not because you're lazy ? it's because you know there's no reason to rush. You move like a relaxed cat, pausing for deep stretches that make your muscles feel alive. You are long sips of tea or coffee (out of a mug that's held with both hands) that slowly warm your insides just as the sun is brightening the sky.

yes, lately it feels as if i am morning personified. but the logic as to why still eludes me.

but the description i agree with.

see, i need stretching.

so stretch.

1 comment:

  1. napadpad ako rito ateh, galing sa blog ni John Silva, na gumagawa ngayon ng Gay Tour of the museums.

    go Bikrma Yoga. :P
    go bakasyon.:P
    go stretch, ahehee.