Tuesday, April 28, 2009

snob k ba tlga or below see level lng ako?

ano yun? anung see level? sea level? ahhh w8 let me think oh! uhmm teka nga! anu ba kc pnagsasabi mo? kung suplado ang tinatanung mo eh. marami nga nagsabi sakin nun! marami as whole world! even though i disagree. kc nmn pg sanabi na suplado means hindi nagreact pg kinausap, eh hindi nmn nila ako kinakausap! tiningnan lng nmn nila ako! anu suplado dun???????






hmmm... may personality di ba?

in fairness, likeable kasi sensible.


tahimik xa pero malaman magsalita.


(me: super react k nmn jan, kaya nga nagtatanong ako kase hindi ko po alam), hehe

ang mga stat nya, deep and heavy with meaning. Once, there was one na tunog Machiavelli.... it reminded me of those days when i used to read The Prince, The Art of War similar books. di malayo n nagbasa xa nun, but i doubt that we'll be discussing ;) he did not answer my last question eh... hehe.

marami pa xang sinabi, at dagdag pa, much better daw if i don't understand. but,
--wat f i understand? (well, maybe i don't but a part of me feels im getting the sense of it
or maybe, im just curious. if not, simply remembering my own super suplada days and ways.)

basta, mtagal-tagal n din akong hnd nkka encounter ng ganito. for one, na appreciate ko na sinagot nya at least yung tanong ko.

the only trouble is that kung hindi xa suplado, "below see level" nga ako.....haay, nga naman.




footnotes:

suplado, is a tagalog word which means, a male individual who is conceited, and who acts like he has his own world. a snob, sometimes, arrogant, rude, and the likes of it. suplada connotes athe oppostie sex.-marciligci

>>i don't think he's really conceited, "acts like he has his own world" cguro a bit, hehe...

suplado - ( snobbing; snob ) its an attitude of a guy not to give attention to someone who is wanting one. suplada is for female...- demon_hunter_illidan

Monday, April 27, 2009

right, write.

Write from the heart.

--yeah, right.

...i'm just a bit too sad
to write a good ad tonight,
tsk..tsk..tsk..

let it pass,

Thursday, April 23, 2009

"left" is right after all ;D

There are choices that sometimes makes us feel regret but as rays of enlightenment touch the deep trenches of the dipsy-do trails of the human brain, we reach, with a big grateful heart, the conviction that it was just the right decision made and that there is no reason to be sad at all, but what is there is a rational idea that must be celebrated through and through for taking the courage of letting things take their natural order. :D

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Friday, April 17, 2009

How to Sharpen a Pointless Pencil

Life is a tabula rasa, a blank sheet according to John Locke. Now, the pencil, which impresses its being on the tab, is only sharpened every till after it becomes dull or pointless, after by all means getting exhausted, wood and lead, and the sharpening is always a painful, purging experience. It need lose a lot of itself in order to gain the sharpness it desires. In the words of a forgotten poet, “[it] has to bleed, to purge, the dreams and the words, which in the humdrum of inexperience are being deliberated whether to be pursued and sustained or, be detested and deleted yet fittingly are disposed again on the deck to draw upon in time.” Tonight, a pointless pencil is sad and hurting because it can feel the blades of the sharpener cutting through it with every shedding.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

:D writing :D sur la fin


writing

sur la fin


Quotes Fr Joseph's Easter Sunday message to the Catechumens:


"You cannot promise
not to hurt each other again,
but you can always promise,
never to walk away
even when it's hurting."

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Changed

A lot of things have changed since then…

My thoughts, my views, my feelings towards some persons… i used to think it will be hard to move along but now i know, everything comes easy… and there is nothing i really remember doing, i just believe that all is as God has planned.

the idea of second encounters, or chances, continue to tickle my inner senses, but not as much as the thrill i feel in my heart as i face my everyday and meet new people. i am never the same.

i do not see peter pan fluttering through my windows anytime soon but my mind waits forever.

yet, as the spring and summer come again, little hopes and this little faith are all that i have to start the seasons afresh.

ah, these words, they still lack the strength of my imagination, as i feel like my writing has gone down the drain, away to there where my insights could not penetrate. away to there where my insights could not penetrate.


.by God's grace, YES!


........i'm just another writer still trapped within my truth........


i have forgotten about what it is to write...
to catch that in-between the silence and the heart’s beating…
and go about that divide which separates shadow from the ground…
Writing, my first love!
and so, i write. répondez s’il vous plaît.


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naling'wan ko na kun pa'no an mag surat...
kun pa'no mahagilap an uya sa tahao kan kasilenciohan asin pag-ibot kan puso...
buda malakop iyan na nagbabanga sa anino asin daga...

An Pagsurat, sakuyang enot na pagkamoot!
biyo logod, ako minasurat. magsimbag ka.

"Rooted and built up in Jesus Christ, firm in the faith."





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