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Friday, January 27, 2006

This occurred just recently.
As I was walking the long road going to the campus late one night,
3 armed men approached me grabbing my throat and pulling my hair until I fell to the ground.
One of them was profusely shouting “give it to me!”
I thought everything was a joke so I said, “What on earth are you talking about?”
Then for a lapse of second, one shouted “don’t bullshit me” and he hit me by the head with his pistol. I felt my head break and blood ooze out of my forehead and I fainted.
When I wake up, my head was still aching. I was at my room. There were blots of blood on my pillow. I felt a wound on my forehead. Then I asked our caretaker, “what happened?” then he said, “what do you mean ?””I was robbed last night” “don’t talk stupidly. We were at a binge last night. You even got drunk so we had to go home right away.” “Oh, is that so. Maybe I just had a nightmare” “yeah. You sure did. Just rest for a couple of hours” “Ok”
I rested.

What a super realistic dream that was.
But, what’s with the blood?

Thursday, January 26, 2006

euphemism

Many a man have come to conclusion that multifarious an object
can only be seen in the surrounding light.
In our world today, full of the fruits of man’s prowess, things that are essential to the greater good of man remain hidden amongst the darkness of his innermost desires.
The fruits of man’s productivity have proven useless against the darkness of reality
Xanadus built distinguishing the different societies of the world.
The elites are elated as the majority drop on their knees begging for the left over of the rich and the lies of the “helpful” governing parties.
Suppression
Oppression
Depression
Compression
Exasperation
So, what points out such an illusionary statement?
Man has come to the age while he is on top of everything that he tries to eschew these pains of reality.
The blinding of the vigilant and the enlightened.
The muting of the voiced
The deafening of the heard.
Man is great not so
Man has used his intelligence rightly never
Man has truly loved man really not.
Man would never improve for the worst, hopefully yes
There is still the chance for equality and equity.
Just do what ought be done.

ang basketbkort


>Putcha naman, summer na summer umuulan! paano tayo magbabasketbol nyan!
wala paman din tayong covert court.
=Nasaan na ba yung covert court natin? tinakasan na yata tayo!
>ulol! nasa angeles na.
=hahahahahaha!
>hahahahahahaha!
> so, anung plano natin, tutunganga na lang dito?
=alam ko na, magdrowing tayo ng araw!
>titigil nga ang ulan pero baha naman sa court.
=anung silbi ng isang drum na gas na nakaimabk sa stock room?!
> sabagay..
=wala naman si babaJay, tara, magbasketbol na lang tayo sa ulan.
>sige, exciting yun!
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Napakasarap naglalalro ng basketball,, lalu naa't hindi ka malamangan ng kalaban mo.
"lakas ng tsamba mo pre!"
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marami akong nagging karanasan sa basketball court. isa sa mga hindi ko malilimutan ay ang paglalaro kasama ang mga kaibigan.....
isa rin sa mga ito ay ang firey living rosary. magandang tingnan ang kandilang nasa loob ng papel.
mas maganda ang papel na nasusunog dahil sa kandilang nsa loob nito. kakatwang tignan lalu na kung nakaayos na parang rosaryo ang mga papel wid kandel tapos sunud-sunod silang masususnog. nariyan naman ang liturgy comitee na nagpapanik dahil nasusunog na ang kanilang "ROSARYO" ay madamme! hahahahahaha!
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mga alaala
mga alaala
kailan ma'y di ko malilimutan.
salamat sa basketbol court.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

tatapusin ko muna ang nakaraan..


Hah! kukumpletuhin ko lahat ng mga sangkan...
hehehehehe... Sangkan 2, home court kami! kaya ehem, syempre dahil magaling, panalo!
sinu ba makakalimot sa first and only over-all trophy ng medianos batch(anu nga bang batch iyon???) basta, batch namin.... hahahahaha...... pinaghirapan namin to kaya ayos!!!!!


Sangkan1, may nakakaalala pa kaya nito? siguro meron,
dami kasing umiyak nun eh. sabagay......
For those of you who haven't got a clue what Sangkan is, it is iSANG angKAN kay kristo.
it's like an annual event among minor seminaries. anyway...
this was our first sangkan, it was such a fun time meeting with such weird people like us...
there were these sad memories of defeat that we greatly regretted.,... anyway, past is past.
somehow, this event was an agent in making the person that I am now... that's what makes it
soooooooo special.....

Monday, January 16, 2006

the light in love

I'm jealous of people who experience expressing the person they truly love.
para sakin kasi, sadyang mapagpanggap ang taong umiibig.
I just don't have the guts to do such freaky public exposure of my love.
mahiyain kasi ako.
pero isa lang ang napatunayan ko.
no matter how much you hide your love, it just keeps on popping out.

time develops love and makes it grow. time also heals the wounds of love and makes it strongger.
theres so much that time could do when you put it hand in hand with love.

love is one of those emotions that really makes life worth living.
love is such a wonderful word. it is full of magic and mysteries.
imagine, it could hide the flaws of a person and magnify his beauty.
it could let you see the wonder of life even if you're down trodden
and burdened with all the problems of the world.
it could show you the way once you're lost in the deepest part of the forest.
that's how love moves in mysterious ways.

still, i can't find the love in me.
come, help me find it.

maraming salamat


Everything begins from anything.
Nothing transpires out of nothingness.
Things form as things grow out.
Things change through time.
Nonetheless it's choice that makes all the difference.
Out of nowhere sprouted fourteen angelic devils namely: Gian, Rey, Patrick, Ju,Seph, Dax, Twantwan, Mogzz, Nong, Was, Jet,Lert, Natsky, and,,, yours truly...
damn hell!!!!, thes devlins had something in them
that somehow changed a diminutive part of the world.
Memories endured the four years of living together.
hopes pursuing these memories to some longer time span.
There were the games(basket ball to!! hanep!!), games, and games....
There were those top secret escapades to play computer outside campus,
There was the most memorable retreat, and the most awaited graduation.
Years of laughter, and surprises, of grandeur and of failure, of unity and diversity.
ANDAMI NAMAN PALA!!
Everything pauses here.
time for college....one thing that will not pause is the continued friendship of these horned creatures...
our mission starts here...
PANAHON nA PARA IPALAGANAP ANG MAGANDANG BALITA!!!

weirdow

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