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BLUE MOON siguro ngayon.
Dahil na rin sa unpredictable sked ko, hindi ko na naa-update pa ang blog na ito. Pero okay lang kasi dumarating rin ang blue moon paminsan-minsan.
SUMMER NA!
At hindi ko ipagkakailang nami-miss ko ang summer. The real thing: beach, sun, sand, halo-halo, mais con yelo, mangga (with alamang, syet!)… and friends. As in VACATION…. sa Boracay, Siargao, at Amanpulo (!). Haha!
Pero hindi ko gawain ang managinip ng gising. Alam kong Baguio at La Union lang, solve na ako.
I’m dying to go home. For so many reasons and one.
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LIFE’S BLUES
I’m feeling a little blue lately. Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit (or maybe I know, I just won’t like to admit it). Although masayahin akong tao… halata pa rin daw na malungkot ako. Oh well… That’s what the eyes are for.
It’s crazy when you have so many things in your mind but you can’t say them aloud. For the fear of… so many things.
SO MANY THINGS.
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MARCH IN BLUE
It’s March again… graduation time. Ah, the moments. Anyway, to my friends who’ll be donning the toga and the cap this month, CONGRATULATIONS.
SHOUT OUTS, MESSAGES…
GIAN CARLO - I may not say it directly (and aloud) but I’m so proud of you. For being true to yourself and continuing what you left. Hindi man ako nagpaparamdam, you know I’m always here for you. Madalas man kitang paiyakin noon (for reasons that are not-so obvious), mahal pa rin kita. : ) Stay beautiful and… soar!
MAUI - Para sa pinakamatibay, matatag, at malakas na babaeng nakilala ko sa tanang buhay ko… girl, chin up! Nobody can dare say now that you’re a ‘maverick bitch.’ Or maybe they can, but what the heck? You survived… and you’ll certainly go on. Hindi katulad ng mga iba dyan… in denial na habang buhay. Nakakarma tuloy. CONGRATS! I’m proud of you! Grow with Andrei. Now, you’re free. Be happy. I’m wishing you the best. You deserve it.
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POEM OF THE MONTH:
I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not touch you
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things
Filled with my soul
You are like my soul
A butterfly of dream
And you are like the word: Melancholy
I like for you to be still
And you seem far away
It sounds as though you are lamenting
A butterfly cooing like a dove
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not reach you
Let me come to be still in your silence
And let me talk to you with your silence
That is bright as a lamp
Simple, as a ring
You are like the night
With its stillness and constellations
Your silence is that of a star
As remote and candid
I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
Distant and full of sorrow
So you would’ve died
One word then, One smile is enough
And I’m happy;
Happy that it’s not true
- Pablo Neruda, I Want For You To Be Still
