Archive for August, 2010


Posted: August 23, 2010 in Uncategorized

“I never thought I could feel this way. I never thought we could go all the way. I never thought that I could pour my lips to say, I love you, I love you…” –From a song currently playing in Home Radio 97.9 KHz

Is it strange but wonderful or the other way around?

Sand clock is so behind because a moment with you is like a shooting star experience, it is quick and I am always left asking for more. I honestly would not mind if I have tons of academic stuff to do because I enjoy your bedroom voice more than the voices of Karl Marx, Pierre Bourdieu, Claude Levi-Strauss and Dick Hebdige altogether. Your every spoken word, no matter how silly it is strikes deep into my astral self. There is a certain heroin in you. Your voice resonates in my mind. Your every breathe lingers in my ears. It is odd since we never reach beyond jokes, casual and academic talks yet your blinding presence kisses me to the bones. We have only just begun and I reckon we have more nights to share. My feeling for you is like a child in a Christmas day that is why I write this entry for you.

I miss the feeling of being in love that is why I want you to stay. It is freaking bad to be alone in these moonlit nights. You are emotionally beneficial. Regardless of wether you are just here out of plain necessity or boredom, I want you. I hate myself for wanting you because I do not know you. If the “rational me” would take control, I could have rejected you at the onset. But you are still there ergo this is irrational but perfectly blissful. You are effortlessly sensual and witty. One thing is certain, if we are porn stars, I will be carried away in our booty scene.

This seems like a crossroad but I can not crossover.


APRIL 24, 2011*

Posted: August 5, 2010 in School

In the coming months, I can imagine a “plants vs. zombies” scenario in UP. As the sunflowers bloom in the heat of the summer, zombies will also be coming to school, staying up late in McDonalds Katipunan or Burger King Welcome Rotonda for wi-fi and late-night meetings, and running back and forth in search of their advisers. Sunflowers along the University Avenue tell the zombies– the graduates that sooner or later it will also be the Annual Commencement Exercises of the academe.

I am one of the candidates in the coming graduation. As of now, things are doing well; I have a good thesis topic and the best thesis adviser. But these good things can only do so much. I know I have to shake my ass and release millions of neurons to make things happen as they must. I know more tedious time will come, that I will wish that Jimmy Neutron is my brother so I can ask for his help or Doraemon is my friend so he can lend me his gadgets or I might kick a prick along Sunken Garden and the genie will come out to grant me three wishes. I always tell my friends that I don’t want to graduate yet but I realized that there are really no graduations and the final examinations are continuous because we still learn everyday even after the college years. I look forward to that fateful day of April 24, 2011, the UP-CMC Commencement Exercises*, that after which I will enrol in a Master’s program either in Anthropology or International Studies.

I am optimistic and determined. I am still young and I have a lot more plans to achieve. I just want to make one step at a time.

For now, to graduate next year is a sweet relief and there is no reason not to…