loving the rainy days

it's not that i hate summer..

but the cool nights of the rainy days really is way better than the sultry humid days..no need to switch the electric fan to three..no need to wishful think for an airconditioned room..no need to splash water to my face just to extinguish the heat..no need to sleep with "less clothes"..no need to wake up in the middle of the night sweaty..

really loving the rainy days..cool nights it bring..it's been a long time since we've used our blanket..harhar..i missed that..and now i can crave for a "la paz batchoy" or a "bulalo"..


an umbrella is a must have..good thing my vintage unit is still ready to serve..as well as a jacket..it's freezing cold here in the office..a hot tea or coffee is more of a drink during this time..

love the rainy days..don't you..why do they have to tag it as a bad weather..nay..

nice game..

just an hour ago..we've had our last game for the season..though it's not for the championship game but for the third place only..we really give them a fight..

they got the first and second set but we managed to stop the killing spree..the third and last set was ours..the fifth set is a struggle..tired enough..the game goes to them..

but hey..nice game..nice season for us..at least we played at the semi finals unlike last year..and i'm proud to be part of the team..

winning the game is just one of the goal of the team..but the other more important things are enjoying it..promoting team building..breaking free from occupational stress..and the free jersey shirt..haha..

i'm looking forward for next year's game..

kudos team!!!

it's not all about winning..

up to the last seconds on the announcement of the winner..i'm hoping for the win..

but it's not us..

a competition is bounded by rules but the winner depends on the choices of the panel of judges..and that may be the thing..

i think this is the first time we really felt like winners..though not the official winners..because we did our best..because we prepared for it..because they appreciated it..maybe that are the only thing that really matter..it really did..

yes..we lose..we may be bitter..but at the end of the day..it's not the result that counts..

it's about the experience..
it's about the bonding moments..
it's about overcoming the challenges..

it's not all about winning..
it's all about the achievement..

a photographer without a camera

or more of a a camera-man not into photography..i believe not..

i just feel everytime i see a good shot or a good angle at people or place..i wish i had a camera with me..i mean a good camera..not the one in my phone or the point-and-shoots..maybe i'm just being the hopeless romantic for photography..hopeful more..

when my dad was still alive..we used to go to the town plaza every christmas to get our pictures taken..a family photo session which has been a tradition for us..it's just morbid that we have to break the tradition..but the thing is..it's good to see once in a while how we evolved over those years..from a toddler to grown ups..hairstyles and fashion evolution of the family..gives me something to laugh on..and something to hold dear..and something to watch over and over again..and laugh again..

capturing that moment is a treasure..even in just a split of a second..things are not what it is anymore..you can't turn back time..but a picture make that possible..i can't trust my memory anymore to remember vividly all the things that i cherish the most..but a photo album could save me from that dilemma..

photography is so phenomenal..it encompasses different levels of interest, ingenuity and vitality of human nature..

here i am again..dreaming of making someone smile..wonder..be inspired..remember..posed..candid..thru a lens..zoom..light..exposure..aperture set..click..flash..

the worst mouth sore ever

this really &*%^$#@*&^ hurts..

its been 4 days i think..i'm enduring the pain from this mouth sore..i can't eat well..i can't brush my teeth well..i can't focus well..i'm not well..

I don’t know where it came from..i don’t know why..why me..and why did it place itself where it could hurt the most..this is the worst mouth sore ever..in my life..

I consulted mouth-sores.com..he said:

“Mouth sores are common in both adults and children, and affect both men and women. The term 'mouth sore' refers a number of different lesions of the mouth caused by viruses, bacteria, fungi and irritation. Common bacterial and viral mouth sores include canker sores and cold sores, where other sores are caused by loose or ill-fitting dentures, braces and retainers. Some mouth sores can also be caused by an underlying disease or disorder. It is always recommended to visit your dentist for a prognosis if you are prone to mouth sores.

Mouth sores are almost always painful, and regular activities such as eating and talking usually exacerbate the symptoms. Many people with various mouth sores have trouble eating or swallowing. There are, however, many ways to treat mouth sores. In many cases, mouth sores can be treated with natural over the counter ointments and medications. “

I think mine is a canker sore..consulting again mouth-sores.com..

“Canker Sores - are ulcers of the mouth, usually found on the cheeks, gums or under the lips. Many canker sores are 'roundish' in shape - a whitish film surrounded by a red outline - and are relatively painful depending on size and where they are located. Caused by a virus, Canker sores are not contagious, however once someone has a canker sore they have a greater chance of a recurring canker sore. Canker sores are caused by many factors or triggers: fatigue and stress can increase the chance of a recurring canker sore outbreak. Cuts to inside of the mouth from teeth, braces or dentures can greatly increase the chances of a canker sore outbreak. Lowered immune system strength or poor diet can also contribute to the recurrence of canker sores. Some doctors have found that digestive or intestinal disorders such as ulcerative colitis are linked to canker sores. Although doctors and scientists still are not certain exactly what causes the canker sore, there is significant evidence of viral or bacterial infections of the mouth contributing to the outbreak of canker sores.”

I guess I have to settle for common household medicine to cure this one..so i have to apply alum powder or iodized salt on the spot..it’s painful..like torture..but its better that way to make it go sooner not later..sigh..

hot..fun..yum..

is it hot or is it hot..
summer in the philippines..
hot..hot..hot..
early morning sun..
sultry all day..
even the nights..
hot..hot..hot..

i wanna go to the beach..
mabini..galera..boracay..
pagudpud..subic..la union..
camnorte..camsur..siargao..
palawan..tambaron..hundred islands..
cool clean water..waves..
escape from the urban jungle heat..

i wanna eat halo-halo..
fruit salad..
buko-pandan..
strawberry milkshake..
zagu..fruitshake..
ice cream..
ice scramble..
ice drop..
ice candy..
ice water..
anything cold..
drop down the temperature..
quench my thirst..
rehydrate..

summer in the philippines..
hot..hot..hot..
beaches in the philipppines..
fun..fun..fun..
halo-halo in the philippines..
yum..yum..yum..

baby boy or baby girl

everytime i tell someone that my wife is pregnant..two questions are frequently asked..is it a boy or a girl..and when i answer that it is still not determined..the next question would be..which do you prefer, a boy or a girl..and then i'll answer back..i don't mind about the gender..what's important is that our baby is normal and healthy all throughout his growth..

then i wonder..if i would be given the chance to really pick among the two..which would i choose..ooohhh..i really can't categorically answer..

i happen to google a site (netmums.com)where myths and old wives tales are presented to determine the sex of an unborn baby if decided not to reveal this thru the ultrasound..
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Cravings
If pregnancy has left us desperate for salty crisps and ham sarnies, we're said to be carrying a boy. However, if we've developed a sudden sweet tooth and can't get enough of chocolate and lollies, we're apparently expecting a girl! Unsurprisingly, health professionals have dismissed cravings as having no relevance to gender and are simply the body's response to changing nutritional requirements during pregnancy. (my wife is always going for sour foods)

High or low? Front or back?
The way that we carry a baby is one the most popular methods of predicting the sex and you're likely to encounter plenty of people who'll give an accurate gender diagnosis based on the position of your bump. It's generally believed that if we're low and out front, it's a boy but if the bump is high and we're visibly pregnant from the back, we've got a girl. Again, scientists have put a damper on this belief, citing that the way we carry is a result of muscle tone and the position the baby has adapted in the uterus. Spoilsports! (i'll wait for my wife's bump..hmmm)

Heartbeats
Next time you listen to your baby's heartbeat, make a note of the speed. According to old folklore, if it's under 140 beats per minute, it's a boy, anything above that? Definitely a girl! Your midwife may humour you if you choose to believe this one, but will probably feel it her duty to inform you that heart rates have no relevance until labour and birth when a girl's will generally beat faster than a boy's. (i think our baby's heartbeat is 154 on first ultrasound)

Pregnancy sickness
If we suffer from nausea and general sickness during the first twelve weeks, we're supposedly carrying a girl. But if that nasty sicky feeling strikes a little later, it's most definitely a boy. People also believe that the timing of our sickness is a clear indication of our baby's sex with boys making us sick in the morning and girls in the evening. Several studies have been carried out to find a link between sickness and gender, with no conclusive results. Hence, it's probably best to wait till baby arrives before splashing the nursery walls in pink or blue! (my wife is feeling the sickness both in the morning and the afternoon..how about that..)

Foetal Activity
Another fun belief is to monitor our baby's activity in the womb. If we have a particularly energetic tot, it's most likely to be a boy whereas a more chilled foetus indicates a girl. As good as this theory is, it's generally perceived that expectant mums detect their babies movements depending on their own daily activity. For example, a mum who spends the day at home with her feet up is likely to feel a lot more kicking and rolling around than one who's rushing about all day. (kicking ands rolling..our baby do that during our last ultrasound)

Your looks
It's not only our body shapes that change during pregnancy but our face and looks too. Some believe this is an indication of gender, with boys promoting shiny hair and rosy skin and girls causing dull hair and the odd pimple or two. However, experts would insist that outbreaks are merely a result of the various hormonal changes our bodies are undergoing and that women who usually suffer from spots are likely to have further outbreaks in pregnancy, irrelevant of their baby's sex. (the belief is the other way around in the philippines)


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Other gender prediction tales and beliefs
There are hundreds of other fun ways to predict the sex of your baby, originating from all over the globe. Some of the most common are:

The ring trick: Tie your ring to a piece of string and hold it gently over your bump. If it swings from side to side, you're having a boy but if it adapts a circular motion, it's a girl.

Your breasts: If your right breast looks bigger than the left, it's a boy - vice verse, it's a girl. If they're both the same size, then the myth is either complete nonsense or you're having one of each!

Chinese gender calculator: This is one of the most popular gender prediction tests and many women find it scarily accurate. It works by calculating your age at conception with the number of the month you conceived in. If the resulting number is odd, you can expect a boy, if the number is even - it's a girl.

Early gender tests: There are new home testing kits that claim to accurately predict your baby's gender by analysing the fetal DNA in the mother's bloodstream. The mother takes a simple blood test and the results are sent off for analysis before being posted online within a few days.

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to those mothers reading this..which method do yout think is the most accurate..hmmmm..

growing and kicking

i just am facinated with how our baby behaved last time the doctor showed us again his ultrasound image..he's already kicking inside my wife's womb..doing the summersault and turning like an actor in an underwater scene..very active he is..and my wife can't believe it because she still can't feel the kick..but the doctor said we should take note of his first kick during the 15th to 16th week period..i bet he'll never to fail to give us an early milestone..

at this picture..our baby is kind of stretched..showing his legs straight(left side)..he has grown three times his size since our last check-up..

go go go baby..

minsan may isang puta

(isang pagrerepaso sa isang pelikula at lathalain)

ang tindi ng title noh..ang maikling lathalain na matutunghayan ay akda ni Mike Portez-Borromeo..ngayon ko lang talaga nabasa ng buo ito pero matagal na itong na-email sa akin ng asawa ko..nakakahanga ang istilong ginamit ng may-akda..mahusay..

at maslalo ko ito na-appreciate nung mapanood ko sa up ang sine na hango sa akdang ito..sana mapanood nyu din yung "ganap na babae"..three movies-in-one ito at isang parte nito ang paglalahad ng lathalain na ito..

kahit medyo morbid yung ibang bahagi ng pelikula..tinalakay nito ang iba't ibang aspeto ng babae sa lipunan..merong nakakatuwa..merong nakakatawa..merong sobrang morbid talaga..merong simple lang..merong marahas..merong masakit sa kalooban..meron talagang emosyon..mararamdaman ng manonood..
ewan ko lang kung napansin nila ang mga simbolismo na ginamit ng mga director..masmarami pa itong kahulugan kung lalaliman pa ang paglilimi..at pamatay ang ending..panalo..standing ovation ang mga nanood..hindi ko rin inasahan na magugustuhan ko ang pelikula..kailangan din open-minded..baka kasi salungat ito sa prinsipyo at paniniwala ng iba..

sulit ang ticket..sana makanood ulit ako ng sine na ka-level nito..5 stars para sa pelikulang ito..at 5 stars din sa sumulat ng "minsan.."..

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Minsan May Isang Puta

Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako. Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko nga alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.

Tara makinig ka muna sa kwento ko, yosi muna tayo. Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit. Ang hirap pag lahat sa iyo virgin eh. Tinanggap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Masakit alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di sila taga rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape ako.

Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko makaka-limutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon at Coño.

Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang mga naging anak ko.

Parating ang dami naming regalo - may chocolates, yosi, ano ka! May datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero pagamit naman ako nang pagamit.

Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-inggles, di lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa!
Hanggang noon, sa tuwing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatak-buhan ko. Yun nga lang, lahat ng ba may kapalit. Nung kinasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay namin. Sosyal na sosyal kami. Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya. Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaliahan namin, yun pala unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. Putang Ina! Sa dami ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na akong malaspag. Ang daming nagsabi na ang tanga tanga ko. Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko, napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula. Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa mga inutang namin.

Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin. Ayun, mga nasa Japan, Hong Kong, Saudi ang mga anak ko. Yung iba nag-US, Europe. Yung iba ayaw umalis sa akin. Halos lahat, wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.
Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang kalaan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayamana na itinatabi ko para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at sarap.

Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit tanggapin na malinlang.Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak ko Hindi pala. Ang tanga ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng sarili kong mga anak kapalit ng kwarta at pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang matamasa.

Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko. Pinagamit ko na lang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko.

Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May nanghihinayang, namumuhi at naaawa. Puta na kase ang isang magandang tulad ko.

Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak ko naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Baka di na ako balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak. Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko, madama ko lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila.

Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa rin ako. Meron pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napapag usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta. Mahusay sa kahit anong gawin. Tama man o mali. Proud ako sa kanila. Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang nararamdaman para sa akin.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit sa akin. May malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako kiniki-lalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa't isa. Walang gusto magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang sasakit pa nung sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital ang laspag na ganda ko.Masyado silang nasanay sa sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni hindi ko na nga kilala sarili ko.

Dadating na naman ang pasko, sana maalala naman ako ng mga anak ko. Isang buwan pa, magbabagong taon na. Natatakot ako sa taong darating. Non pa lang usap usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban naman nila ako.

Gusto kong isigaw:
"INA NINYO AKO! MAHALIN NYO NAMAN AKO!"

Sige, dumadrama na ako. Masisira na ang make up ko nito eh. Salamat ha, pinakinggan mo ako. Ay sorry, di ko nasabi pangalan ko.

Pilipinas nga pala.
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“Minsan may Isang Puta” was originally published in April 30, 2004 @ Peyups.com

two become one

the first photo-ops of our baby..



he's already two months old at this ultrasound image taken March 5..
imagine he's only 23 millimeters but his heart is already beating at 154 rate..
can't wait to see him playing around our place..happiness he'll bring..

grande island's untold stories

it's the first time that our department held our planning session since the start of the ngcp era..when i was informed that it would be on subic..at first, excitement was not really that grand but when i got to see the itinerary..fussed me out..island, as in, a real island, a separated land from the main land..an island..

i expected many things..ferry ride..banana boat..island tour..beach..nice cottages..snorkeling..swimming pool..jamaican vibe..food trips..duty free shopping..

my expectation versus the real thing..

ferry ride..a simple boat..reminds me of the supercat ride from batangas to mindoro..minus the television and courteous crew..oh well, it' s just less than 30 minutes so what's the fuss..

the beach..banana boat..good thing the deal is real..we had one free ride..two falls during the ride..i really had fun..feeling the beach enviro again..water splashing..cool breeze..sun shining..sand on my feet..salty water..and a swimming pool if you can't deal with the waves..

no snorkeling for me..no time..no buddy..and not free..sigh..maybe next time..hihihi..

nice cottages..i'm not that delicate for my temporary shelter..the place is nice..i shared room with my colleague..two big bed for the two visitor..nice shower though i can't manage to heat it up to the temp i like..and the faucet..a puzzle-piece at first..you need to poke or press it up to release water..wehehe..free internet..wireless fidelity..but i have not abused the wi-fi for i came here for the beach not for the internet..

i'm expecting a jamaican vibe with some reggae music..but nothing..just a girl amateur band for the oldies..hmmp..and the videoke with a fake remote control..because you have to get really close to the unit to punch your songs..grrr..and the songlist..not alphabetically arranged..imagine that..and one more thing..the song title listed starts with its second word..example..for the song skyline pigeon..it would be listed pigeon skyline..crazy..crappy..doodly..a work of piracy indeed..but still the videoke is on and we have to use it..a videoke in an island really does not come cheap..believe me you will be surprised..

food trips..is the real chef on-leave??..i'm quite disappointed with the food served..yes it's buffet..but why do we have to wait for some dishes to be served..it seems they are not ready or many of the crew ar also on-leave(on vacation with the chef, i guess..)..the taste is not that satisfactory unlike other resorts i have been to..and the quantity are limited..good while supply last?? grande island should consider improving their food and their catering services..they do not encourage bringing of foods (maybe to showcase their delicacies) but they should be worthy of that contract clause..forgive me..and the beer is worth almost a hundred pesos a bottle..better not to get drunk there..the bill will surely make you tipsy already..

the island tour..i woke 5:30am to take the tour and by 6am i already headed to the meeting place..and they told us that the tour guide has just awaken..okay..i can wait up to 6:30am..the good thing is we don't have to take the tour on foot and we can ride on their electric cabs..just like what you see on golf courses..going on with the tour..i think this is the most significant part of the island experience..
seeing and hearing the history of the island makes you come back to the time of world war 2..the japanese and the american regime..they managed to keep the ruins of the war..you can see this old facilities americans used to operate..and the highlight would be the two remaining canyons..imagine this canyons blasting the japanese "tora-tora"..and between the two is a mark of a big blast..and they told that this island is built before the famous corregidor in bataan..too bad we were not able to reach the other island, called parrot island..no time..

two days over..back to manila..but wait..subic trip would be incomplete without the duty-free shopping..got to get my wife's cravings..imported items are cheaper here..good thing the other bus passengers is okay with it..

the grande island experience is that grand but i'll still give them 3 stars..for the exciting island trip..

let me see you smile..

i promised GOD..
i'll make you happy..
i'll take care of you..
always..
but why..
failure i am..
insensitivity..
tears are in your eyes..
please hush..
it breaks me..
wish i could turn back time..
never my intent..hurt you..
sorry i am..
let me see you smile..

corruption..exposed..turmoil..death

In the middle of the sultry investigation of the senate and congress on the issues of anomalous "pabaon", "pasalubong" and other corruption allegation bombarding the armed forces of the philippines..a steep diversion shocked the people upon hearing one of the accused shooting himself dead..a suicide made by angelo reyes indeed surprised the country..a paragon of courage seems to have been tainted with low emotional quotient..a critical piece of the puzzle for the inquiry now lost..

quoting wiki..suicide (latin suicidium, from sui caedere, "to kill oneself") is the act of a human being intentionally causing his or her own death. .suicide is often committed out of despair, or attributed to some underlying mental disorder which includes depression, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, alcoholism and drug abuse..financial difficulties, troubles with interpersonal relationships and other undesirable situations play a significant role..

hara-kiri [japanese,=belly-cutting], the traditional japanese form of honorable suicide, also known by its chinese equivalent, seppuku. it was practiced by the japanese feudal warrior class in order to avoid falling into enemy hands..that’s according to columbia encyclopedia..

is committing suicide really an honorable thing to do when faced with scandal?? and who are his enemy whom his hands (secrets) could fall into?? is he protecting the other feudal warriors?? or is it loyalty to the empress??

how morbid it is for Filipino people..everybody just wanted to know the truth but nobody wants anybody to end up shooting himself for somebody..it should be a moment of redemption for him..but he wasted that chance..he could have been a hero in the history books who have helped uncovered the tempest of corruption in the military just like an honorable warrior would do..nay..he rather hear the 21-gun salute..condolences still..

just hoping the congressional probe will not halt despite this incident and seek the truth..this is the moment the filipino people is waiting for..let this be the commencement of the new political system we are dreaming about..thereby progress is on the way..like the president has promised..

and kudos to rabusa and mendoza..despite the risk..they decided to stand for what is right..a salute you deserve..

Sa Nugnog ng Kaligayahan

Bumangon ng may ngiti sa labi...
Sabik sa hatid ng bagong umaga...
Ninanamnam ang pagsilay ng sinag ng Haring araw...
At malamyos na dampi ng hanging amihan...
Hinawakan mo ang aking kamay at dinama ang init na dulot nito...
Humugot ng malalim na buntong hininga...
Nanunuot sa aking balintatao ang halimuyak ng iyong bango...
Ikinulong kita sa aking mga bisig at nadama ang galak na kumiliti sa aking puso..
Mataginting na halakhak...
Ang pagdaiti ng ating mga kamay..
Habang inuusal ang mga salitang..
Nagdudulot ng ngiti..
Umiindayog sa saliw ng musika...
Nakatitig habang nakapinid ang mga mata..
Nakakintal sa aking isip ang iyong manipis at mapulang labi..
Muling huminga nang malalim..
Muling ngumiti...
Matagal akong nanatili sa ganoong pigura...
Inusal muli ang mga kataga...
Habang dumadagundong ang tibok ng puso..


(this is a detailed "tagalog" translation done by my wife, niña, for my previous blog..i just love this..really not a simple translation but a brilliant play on root deep dialect terms..c",)

blissful patches

waking up with a smile..
a great day ahead..
sunshine..cool breeze..
hold my hand..warmth..
breathing deeply..
sweet smell..
cuddle..tickle..
laugh..
touch..
say those words..
smile..
music..dance with me..
stare..eyes closed..
sweet lips..
breathe..
smile..
clinch..
say those words again..
heartbeat..