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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8.03.2004
I AM A COOL MOTHER!


Last Saturday, I took Wam and Roxeanne out with their bestfriends Triccie and Candy.Well, it's a monthly promise I still hold until now so we could catch up on good stuffs outside since I rarely spend quality time with them considering my schedule.
First stop: Dreamtown at Robinson's Place. Mommy, deprived of sleep, had to endure the hyper level 8 noise of the arcade like it's the end of the world. My gawd, when can I ever appreciate the noise of video games, the bump cars, the music of the carousel plus the coin- operated videokes blasting into one full orchestra???Well...as long as I can see them enjoying their temporary freedom running from one end to another without me, I'm cool! :)
I was sitting on one bench in front of the bump car area and I had to struggle in pushing my tears back to my eyes thinking how much funnier it would be if they have their dad playing with them right then..At the back of my mind, I saw his image sitting in between Wam and Roxeanne in the bump car...I was like, "The hell my kids had to be all just with myself when he could take us with him?!" But that is another story, huh.I saw children and families with mom and dad passing by me. I had to bow my head down so all i could just see were hundred of feet walking..feet of complete families walking...:) And there were tears again...Goddamn tears, can't you just go back to where you belong! :-)
Then we ate at Chowking cuz Roxeanne was craving for noodles and Wam missed siomai. :)Nothin phenomenal happening in an afternoon at Chowking, unless you call wanton, kangkong and bagoong as such. I have to skip this..
Last stop: Coffee!!! Coffee!!! Coffee with minors? Isn't it health abuse?My daughters love hangin' out with me at Starbucks. I'd buy them Mocha (how do ya spell it: mocca or mocha? - writer's blank state, once in a while..) Frappe and I, feasting on my all-time favorite Misto (Uhh...my dear Planet Starbucks denizens know what it is..but for those of you caffeine non-enthusiasts, Misto is brewed coffee with steamed milk in layman's jargon. - Layman's Jargon??? Isn't it ironic, huh? hahaha)... We'd talk and laugh and make fun of people passing by.


Last Saturday, we had to endure the small space of Figaro.I had some really cute pictures of them and their friends. I drank coffee while they had all these jelly candies, Dairy Queen Almond Walnut chorvah on the table...Some people would look at us smiling, maybe wondering to themselves that, " Hey, that is a cool mommy! Drinking coffee, taking pics and laughing out loud with pretty kids while she exhales nonstop smoke from her chimney mouth!" hahaha ...But I made sure I was positioned where my smoke would go up opposite their direction! Good.
Nice quality time...We all had smiles on our faces when we went home...I triumphed on my goal for this week with them!And later on, mommy had to go to work like a frozen zombie at RCBC Plaza again because she had no sleep....


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