last night

You know it is the last night when you see that...

boxes occupy the room


cooking pans are packed


microwavable meal is on the table


and you eat your tuna pasta this way.

life's appendices

Rummaging through stacks of folders and tons of forgotten items, I came across this striped green plastic thing that reminded me of my own mortality: the hospital ID Band I wore when I had my appendisectomy. Aside from possible death and acute pain that could have afflicted my poor human existence, I could only remember one lesson I'd take to heart and even to my grave.

The surgeon asked me to strip to my undies for thorough examination. Squirming from acute pain, it was too late for me to process inside my brain that I was wearing my grandpa, hole-y, washed out grey knickers briefs. Upon knowing the big mistake, my pain was gone but supplanted by overwhelming shame. So...

ALWAYS WEAR A DECENT UNDERWEAR.

the good mail

After three weeks of absence from the money-generating thing called work, I opened my work email and astounded by over 300 mails waiting... begging for my attention. This one however made me smile.

Dear Cipriano,

According to the College records, you have completed or are due to complete your studies this academic year and we would like to invite you to book your place for the January 2011 graduation ceremonies.

You can book your place through your OneSpace Student Record (formerly myKCL). You will also have an option to defer your place to the ceremonies in summer 2011 (if you are eligible), or to opt to graduate in absentia. Please note that in fairness to future graduates it is only possible to defer your place once.

Places for ceremonies are allocated as bookings are made, so in order to avoid any disappointment we would advise booking your place as soon as possible, along with any guest tickets you require. On occasion, ceremonies become full prior to the closing date, if this is the case, an alternative ceremony date will be offered to you.

The deadline for booking your place is 17.00 on Thursday 9 December 2010. You should not wait for your results to book your place. If you expect to receive your results before the January graduation ceremonies take place, but will not receive them until shortly after the booking deadline, please do not wait to find out your result before booking. In the event that you do not complete your course successfully, or your award is not ratified in time for you to attend the ceremony, your place will be cancelled and any guest tickets purchased will be refunded in full.

Blah and more blahs!!!!!!!


I couldn't help but hum, "I feel pretty, Oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and gay".

duo

miracle

Yes. My eyes and my brain are not playing tricks on me right now. There is a moleskine* in front of me but that's not the miracle. The writings inside are something new. A new discipline; a new tapped source of consciousness inside my brain. I see three pages of heavily written material and it speaks much of the uncharacteristic nature of "me". Have I regressed? Have I evolved? Boredom is not even enough to goad my slothful self to write my name on a piece of paper. Therefore, to scribble a short story using ink and fine motor skills is a colossal release of inspiration and will power.

It must be "necessity".

Three weeks of hedonism is not really mental energy emancipation. It is probably just a fuel to bigger and mighty push of blogging instincts. I see more posts coming up in the next few days. It is like constipation. You've got to let it all out at some point.

meet mother and father

I have so much to say about them but a quote will do.

Chie (my sister) said, "Windang ka. Mama finished her Masters at UP and now a Director sa Senado".

Mark (my cousin) said, "Hindi na raw surprised si Papa mo that he's got daughters left in the family".

I love my family. Their imperfections are in point of fact a perfect little world of controlled differences creating harmony.

take a pick

autumn signalling the approaching winter...


summer... oh summer.

I choose the cold season. Home is the falling leaf and the wintry spell.

fun equals misery

Miss A - We are doing blah and blah checks this week.
Miss B - ... and X, Y and Z are causing so much trouble in this Unit.
Miss C - Mother Hen is laying her eggs and out of reach.
Miss A - The deadline for blah is approaching.
Miss C - I received a *!!!%^*!! anonymous letter and it's fucked up!
Miss B - Training is this thursday and flippin' printer needs resus.
Miss A - I'm tired.
Miss B - I can't be bothered.
Miss C - I've got headache.
Ryan M - I'm having desynchronosis.

talk about "making life easy"

I arrived late after a back-breaking flight from Manila to London.

This is what surprised me as I walk in the flat. He had laboured hard for two days to get things organised before the move. Seriously, I'd date another man with OCB anytime (as long as I don't have to live with him 24/7).

Ambivalence is anxiety provoking. I actually don't know what/how to feel.

paying attention

If I have to kill time, I know where my feet are going to take me. There is something about stationery items that make me weak on my knees.

I spent time with Jessica (Zafra) few months ago in London and I remembered getting all giggly at the idea of owning a "Pilipinas" moleskin. I met her yesterday and gave me this...

hibernation

This holiday is pulling me away from my usual sedentary lifestyle. That lifestyle usually springs a fountain of time to sleep and blog my cares away.

... but not in Manila.

Travelling from point A to point B is tedious. You'd want to be cryogenised in between travel and defrosted later. I have LOTS to share but humidity and heat and traffic jams and toxic fumes and stupid drivers irk and debilitate me. My mind wants to blog but my "katawang lupa" is dead. I need a psychic who has decent typing and proof-reading skills. That's the only way I'd be able to fill the aching gaps of this blog.

I hate backlogs. For now, pictures will suffice the blank pages.