when i met you, part ii

July 31, 2008

I walked back to the jeepney stop I passed before and waited for a jeep. I looked at the wide expanse of the field, focusing on the place where I had been with him just moments ago. I imagined what happened from a third person’s point of view, but I can’t. I can only picture his face and his smile, and I can’t quite take my eyes off them, nor my perspective from my body to look at the situation from an outsider’s point of view.

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when i met you, part i

July 31, 2008

Hmm… I breathed the air in and looked around. I feel something… There is something different in the air—no, rather, the air itself is different…

It’s about four in the afternoon, the film showing for one of my classes have just ended and I was about to go home. But I don’t feel like going back to the apartment yet. The weather is nice, and I am alone. So I decided to take a walk. I walked, with no particular destination in mind. My feet carried me to the wide open field of our campus, used for various purposes such as football field and eating, dating, meeting, and, in some cases, mating venues. I walked on the pathway around it, under the trees. And then I left the path and walked on the grass.

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Flake

July 27, 2008

I was browsing through my old blog/s when I stumbled to an old entry I wrote when I was in one of my freaked-out moods. It was a short entry about my middle name. Nonsense, really. Except that I clearly remember the time I wrote it. As I’ve said, I was freaking out, but not in a bad way. It was because something I’ve wondered and obsessed about for about 4 months (before the date of that entry) was about to become crystal clear, and I was almost convulsing with excitement.
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blog blog..

July 26, 2008

sheesh.

I’ve been wanting to get (make) a new blog, and so here it is.

I want to start a new and improved blog, which I vow to update irregularly but religiously.

I should be putting into action whatever plan i have, but I’m procrastinating instead.

I am a certified ningas-cogon. Gah.

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Quote at the moment: “Lasing na lasing na yung sugat ko… T_T”

Listening to: Seventeen Ain’t So Sweet by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Reading: The rise and fall of a 10th grade social climber by Lauren Mechling & Laura Moser

Question: What are you waiting for?