IF I FIND YOU SUBMERGED IN MY INTROSPECTION, IT'S BECAUSE I AM ONE WHO OVERFLOWS WITH IT. MY EXISTENCE IS CAPTIONED BY THIS PREDICAMENT OF A LIFE LARGER THAN THE MARGINS PLACED AROUND ITS EDGES.
MY BITTERSWEET STATEMENTS IN SUPPORT OF THE FREEDOM TO EXPRESS..
I sneer at people who can throw invectives at others without knowing where they are insufficient... Those who rage in anger over things they never understood - like how two strangers connect without spending time to talk..Or why it seemed like they have known each other before?... In the paradigm of sacrifice, I am the one that always needed something to believe in, in all the aspects of my life. To live, to protect my children, to love and fight for others and everything that matters to my existence. I learned, slowly, in the length of time too stretched and far away that hope the same as love is the simplest of word we can think of and give. And ironically, the hardest to get in this world where deceit and betrayal can sometimes disguise themselves as over-bearing. The purity of heart will always remain the wall that shields us. It's certitude.
♥ON BOOK POWER!♥
I love books, I treasure them like my life. I spend thousands of minutes in Powerbooks - reading from prologues to epilogues before paying for them. And it's one freaking habit I carried on to ppl close to me - they're adddicted to it! .
♥MY TAKE ON KIDLAT TAHIMIK AND HIS SUNFLOWER HOUSE!♥
Truthfully,I would celebrate each day I get the chance to meet people who think this way. Kindred ideas of equal mindset... People who idolise Sun Tzu's The Art of War and Coelho's Warrior of the Light...People who can relish every second of conversation with Eric De Guia as he talks about the planks of woods he used to build his atelier on Session Rd..And how art is desecrated by wannabe's.
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♥ON THE SWIFT PASSING OF TIME...♥
Youth is fleeing, temporary. In this life, family & friendships are like the air that I breathe. I feel if you let go of those, just like your youth, everythin will be BLAH. We should keep them - like how you imagine a child holding tightly a lollipop in his hand..
♥WHAT ABOUT THE PALM READER?♥
An old soul, so said by a palm reader. One blink of my eyes would mean a thousand ideas conceived and processed... Do you know what constitutes the basic idea of being a woman of substance? When intelligent conversation matters more than sex itself.. I am starting to patronize that...How many reincarnations ive transcended? Caffeine-freak. Walk into my skin... Soulful.Ethereal.
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2.19.2005
EXCERPT FROM THE ICEMAN

"I love you, he says. I understand this well. The Iceman loves me. But then, from some far-off place, a wind stirs and blows his white, frozen words away...away into the past.. I cry..Icy tears stream down my face..In our faraway, frozen home at the SOuth Pole...Now, there is almost nothin' left of my former self. Sometimes I forget that I ever even had it....."

--- from The Iceman, in Vintage Murakami
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2.16.2005
I WAS JUST IN THE DELIVERY ROOM WORRYING ABOUT WHY MY OB-GYNE HAD TO INDUCE MY BAG OF WATER BY PRICKING IT WITH A STEEL ROD ...

And these two little angels were the culprits why i had to undergo such
terrible, heavenly ordeal...


How many more years and I'd be a very, very conservative mother who would pick
you up even if you're already in college?





You'll always be my baby...Always saying"I love you, mama!" And what reason am I left with but to give her 100 pesos everyday? I bursted out laughing when she said if her ate wants to study in UP, her dream is to study at Rejoice University and she was serious..Bwahahahaha
Just yesterday, she was seated beside me in front of our computer. And then she said, "Mommy, when I finish college, I don't wanna work in an office. Is it okay to work at SM(Shoemart)? I want to be in the counter so I could keep all the money.
Hahahaha again...
Those sort of dreams of a child which she gets from what she sees around her.
Of course I had triumphed in disillusioning her from it, so she ended up with what I programmed her mind to dream about, to be an architect like her older sister.

My daughter has a hobby of owning different kinds of trinkets. Off school, they won't stop asking money from me so they could go with their yaya to National Bookstore or the Merriam Bookstore near our house. They'd buy colored pens, clays and all the art materials they could find. And that's everyday, I swear!





Wam is now 12 years old and independent. She inherited my sense of solitude, who finds solace in being alone without her little sister ranting at her back...
She is very artistic like her daddy. And as her mom, I never tire of repeating to her (just so it would start giving her a sense of expectation and upliftment of what she wants to be ..or what her mother wants her to be..haha..) that she will be a painter someday, or an architect, or an architect cum painter...
She keeps a portfolio of her sketches, she's been nagging me about the violin she wants to play. And there was once when she showed me a stickman animation she did. Those were in-between images she drew at the top-right corners of a small, old book. When you browse through it from the bottom, the images looked like a moving stickman. I think she learned it from her daddy and it was what her Ninong Edward, an animator who was one of those responsible in making the XMEN animation you see on tv, taught her before. It's called "In-between" animation...

I wonder if these epiphanies would weave a good future for them.
I wish they will be what I failed to be that I should have been.
We fight a lot, mostly on who should use the internet first when they get home from school. :)
My best solution is : here's 100 pesos, go to Merriam Bookstore. Hehehe

No matter how long they have been living away from their dad, he is still their hero.

This photo was taken last New Year's Eve when their daddy went home for vacation.
And where was I? Workin' my ass up while my family was supposed to be complete
after sooooooo many years. They had to spend it with our family friends...One minus point
in being a good mom...My daughters have gotten used to it.
And, they have their daddy badoodie with them, that's what's important.
They love him more than they do me, I think...:)
Even if I had to waste all my money in Timezone and National Bookstore for them...^_^
Cuz he gives them 1,000 pesos all the time!
Their life with me is so different from their life with their daddy. As opposed to their life with both daddy and mommy together, which, I guess has not existed in 4 or 5 yrs now...
And I pray that someday we will all be together again. That's a long-drawn dream
I have always wished for Wam and Roxeanne. Because I live for them...

Whew, I wanna cry...And sleep...ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz



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