2009 Manila Pride Parade

With this year's theme "We dare, We care", groups of gays and lesbians marched with pride around Manila today to promote equal rights for all genders in the country.

The Pride March started in Remedios Circle in Malate, Manila around 5 pm and went around Roxas Boulevard, Pedro Gil, Ma. Orosa street and ended at Julio Nakpil street.

Various  groups like Ang Ladlad headed by Ateneo professor Danton Remoto, Akbayan headed by Congresswoman Riza Honteveros Baraquel, Gabriela, Onebacardi, Babaylan of the University of the Philippines, Galang, Katibonera, Ikatlo and the Commision of Human Rights joined the colorful march to show their stand and concern to inequality and human rights problems. 

According to a press release from Task Force Pride Philippines, The LGBT community marched to show their concern over the lack of human rights in the country. The Commission on Elections (COMELEC) refused to accredit Ang Ladlad a partylist groups representing the LGBT community and the non-passage of the Anti-Discrimination Bill and the numerous incidence of violence and discrimination against the LGBT community due to their sexual orientation.

"I joined this march because this is where you can feel accepted. The Pride March makes you feel welcome no matter who you are" says a lesbian who refused to name herself.

"People who discriminates are just one good reason why we have this kind of parade or march and why we need to join this parade. I believe that whoever joins this parade is incredibly open minded and has a kind heart." she added.

The 2009 Manila Pride March was organized by the Task Force Pride Philippines or TFP, the official organizers of the annual LGBT Pride Parade in Manila and supported by the Commision of Human Rights.  

Hola Señor!

Hindi ko talga magets ang reason o ang dahilan ng mga Filipinong, sinisira ang imahe ng mga kapwa Filipino. Yung tipong unconsciously naki-"kiss-ass" sa mga foreigners. Naiinis ba ako dahil "kiss-ass" siya o naiinis ako kasi somewhat true yung sinasabi niya?

Eh ano naman ngayon kung ayaw ng mga Pinoy na sumali sa elections sa Spain? It's not that we are stupid or we lack knowledge about that particular thing. Sa opinyon ko,isang opinyon lamang mula sa maliit kong utak, Ang reason ng mga Filipino sa Spain kaya hindi sila sumasali sa elections ay isang malaking "Why Bother?" It is merely a choice, right? There are a thousand of things na mas importante kaysa sa pagiging representative sa Spain. Mas importanteng maging mabuti ang kundisyon ng pamilya mo dito sa Pilipinas kaysa sa pagkakaroon ng name sa ibang society. Tama ba ko? let's face it, yun naman talaga kalimitan ang reason ng mga OFWs diba? Kung pwede lang naman nilang pagsabayin bakit hindi diba? Para saan ang prestige kung kumakalam ang tyan ng mga anak mo at naghihikahos ang pamilya mo sa hirap.

Pwede mo bang sabihing,

"Isang sinigang nga, dalawang kanin at coke. Ate, libre yan ha kasi ang tatay ko representative sa Spain."

Come on! let's face it! Hindi pwede yun!

Filipinos are striving hard to make a living in other countries. Minsan nga pinapababa na nila ang sarili nila para sa kapakanan ng mga mahal nila sa buhay. They are also striving really hard to uplift our own name in the eyes of this very judgemental and discriminating world. If given a choice, do you think they would let themselves to be azafatas or asistentes? Think about it señor.

Hindi lahat ng inaakala mong tama ay tama talaga. Minsan hindi mo kailangang gumawa ng pangalan para matandaan ng marami. At kahit kailan hindi mo kailangang ipag-pilitan ang sarili mo sa mga taong ayaw sayo, kung ayaw nila sayo eh ano ngayon, diba? Ayon nga kay lola, sabi daw ni Ms. Marco "you don't have to prove yourself to anybody." Tama naman diba.

If they don't like you, so what? IT'S LIFE. You can't please everybody!

Nasaan si Selina Silva?

At nalalapit na ang napipintong pag-aaklas. Nasaan na si Selina Silva? Iyan ang tanong sa isipan niya habang mabilis niyang tinatakbo ang maputik at basang kahabahan ng Jones sa may Sta. Cruz. Hindi niya inaalintana ang ang mabagsik na ulan, tatakbo siya at kailangan marating niya ang puso ng Intramuros bago dumating ang mga traydor sa sistema. Hindi maaring masawi si Selina sa labanang ito. Hindi maaring dumanak maski gapatak na dugo sa kanyang katawan, hindi siya papayag, kailangang mailigtas si Selina.


Ilang buwan ding pinagplanuhan ang pag-aaklas. Marami ang natuwa at nagbigay ng suporta ngunit sa paglipas ng panahon, ang bawat prinsipyo ay nabili ng sakim na sistema. Ang dating pagkakaibigan at pagsasanggang-dikit ay ngayon nagkaroon ng lamat. Nabulag ng makinang na salapi ang ang bawat bukas na mga mata na nakakakita sa katotohanan. Hindi na napanghawakan ang mga pangako, ngunit lalaban parin sila. Lalaban ang mga natitirang matatapang. Lalaban sila kahit buhay ang kapalit. Para ito sa kabutihan ng nakararami, ang mga nakararaming sinumpaan nilang paglilingkuran hanggang sa huli.


Bago pa man buuin ang plano ng pag-aaklas, bago pa man dumating sa sukdulan ang lahat, nandoon na siya. Lihim na nagmamahal kay Selina. Nagkakasalubong sila paminsan-minsan, nag-uusap kung kinakailangan, ngunit mas madalas ay nilalampas-lampasan niya lamang ito. Iyon siya, kahit alam niya sa sarili niya na mahal na mahal niya si Selina ay hindi niya ito pinapansin. Nililinlang niya ang karamihan sa kanyang kasupladuhan ngunit lingid sa kaalaman ng lahat, kapag nakakulong siya sa apat na dingding ng kanyang silid ay halos sambahin niya ang mga larawan ni Selina na palihim niya ring ninakaw. Ang apat na dingding lamang ng silid na yaon ang mga piping saksi sa sa wagas niyang pag-ibig na hindi niya kayang ipakita o iparamdam man lamang.


Naalala niya ng minsang nagpadala siya ng mga bulaklak sa para kay Selina. Naroon siya ng matanggap ni Selina ang mga bulaklak. Halos lahat ng naroon sa loob ng opisinang iyon ay pinag-usapan ang misteryosong nagpadala ng mga bulaklak. Hindi siya nakikisali, tuloy parin ang pag-ikot ng mundo niya. Ilang beses na niyang ginagawa ito. Sa katunayan, tatlong taon na niyang ginagawa ito. Ngunit ni minsan ay hindi siya nagkaroon ng lakas ng loob na sabihin kay Selina ang totoo. Tama na sa kanya ang makita ang ngiti sa mga labi ni Selina sa tuwing matatanggap nito ang mga ipinapadala niya.


Sa di kalayuan ay natatanaw na niya ang lugar na nagkukubli kay Selina at sa mga prinsipyong ipinaglalaban niya. Sa loob ng kublihang iyon naroon ang mga taong pasimuno sa sa pag-aaklas. Ang mga taong naniniwala parin sa tungkuling sinumpaan nila. Sa ilang minuto lamang, maaring mautas lahat ng buhay ng mga matatapang na ito, maaaring makasama si Selina sa mga magbubuwis ng buhay para sa kapakanan ng nakararami.


Basang-basa na siya ng ulan. Malungkot ang awit ng mga ibon, hindi maintindihan ang saliw ng mga dahon, Nag-aantay si kamatayan sa hindi kalayuan at nakikisimpatya ang langit sa naghihinagpis na mga puso ng mga api.


“Nasaan si Selina Silva?”

Humahangos siya ngunit bakas sa mga mata ang determinasyong mahanap ang babae.

“Nasaan si Selina Silva?”

Natulo na ang mga luha sa kanyang mga mata

“Nasaan si Selina Silva?”

Nasaan nga ba si Selina?


Tila isang mabisang lunas sa gitna ng epidemya, diyan niya inihahalintulad si Selina. Isang pag-asa.


“Bakit mo ako hinahanap Greg?”

Hinigit niya ang kamay ni Selina at itinakbo papalayo sa kublihang iyon. Itatakbo niya si Selina, malayong-malayo sa lugar na iyon. Kahit ang bagsik ng ulan ay hindi mapipigil ang plano niya. Kailangang masabi niya kay Selina ang mga bagay na nais niyang sabihin, maaring hindi na niya masabi ito sa pagputok ng bukang liwayway.


“Anong problema mo Greg, kailangan nila ako doon.”

Nakatitig lamang siya kay Selina habang gumuguhit sa mukha nito ang bawat patak ng ulan.

“Nagpunta ako dito upang ilayo ka sa kublihan, susugod sila diyan sa loob ng ilang minuto, itatakas kita.”

“Greg, pinili ko ang landas na ito. Ang pag-iwan ko sa kanila upang isalba ang sarili kong buhay ay hindi kasama sa mga pinaniniwalaan ko.”

“Buburahin nila ang bawat ala-ala niyo sa mundong ito.”

“Mabura man ako sa kasaysayan, alam kong sa puso ng karamihan, ang karamihang pinili kong pagsilbihan, kahit kailan hindi mabubura ang ala-ala ko.”

Niyakap niya si Selina ng ubod higpit hanggang kaya niya.

“Greg...”

“Oo, ako nga. Ako nga.”

“Bakit hindi ko napagtantong ikaw.”

“Dahil ayokong malaman mo.”

“Salamat sa lahat.”

“Mahal kita.”

“Mahal rin naman kita.”

Pansumandali silang nabaot ng katahimikan. At pagkatapos, mula sa kabilang kanto ay sumigaw ang isa sa mga taksil at umalingawngaw ang isang putok. Bumagsak ang isa sa mga katawan, naghalo ang putik at ang dugo at nautas ang isang buhay sa pagsabog ng bukang liwayway.


Nalalapit na ang napipintong pag-aaklas, nasaan si Selina Silva? Nasaan siya?

Akia: A Piece of Heaven Close Enough to Touch

I was with my high school girl friends two weeks ago. It’s been a year since the last time we saw each other that’s why we decided to have this small reunion. Thanks to Facebook for making that so called reunion possible.

We had this “kamusta na si…”, “Naninigarilyo na pala si…”, “Isnabera na si…”, “anong bago kay…”, “alam niyo naba ang latest kay…”, “Nagkita nga pala kami ni…”, those kinds of stuff which is always present during get-together-affairs, long chit-chats and little gossips. But there’s nothing special about those things. I am writing here now because one particular news shocked me, as in shocked me, and until now I can’t believe that it’s true.


My friend Ekang and I were walking, we were on our way another friend’s house. We were talking about her nieces, Ouie and Nina. I told her that Nina looks like her and and Ouie changed a bit. The topic was quite good because her nieces are so adorable, no doubt about it. Pretty, Charming and smart little girls. And then all of a sudden I asked about Akia, her other niece who was also pretty and so witty. I told her,

“Kamusta na si Akia? Malaki na yun ngayon no?”

And then there was this look on her face. She was quite shocked with the question. And then finally she said,

“Ano ka ba Cie, patay na si Akia.”

At that very moment I don’t know what to say, I thought she was joking but I realized that her answer was a serious one. I can’t believe it. I had to asked her again and again until the moment she told me everything about it. Akia died in a very tragic accident, I don’t want to recall the story she told me, I am still shocked and devastated until now.


I never had this chance to play or get to know Akia well, but I can say that she was a sweet one. From the stories I heard about her, I can say that the closest people in her life are more depressed and devastated than me. She’s just an angel, an angel. She’s very young, why her? Akia is just a child full of innocence. There are lots of things which the world can give her, a lot of beautiful things the world can offer. She can be the next president of the republic, maybe a pop icon, a model, a doctor, an engineer, anything she wish, too bad God took her away so early and that’s the reason why I’m quite depressed at this moment.


We really can’t tell how long life is. Only God knows how long shall we live. Life is one thing each of us must treasure; because once we lose it we can never have it back. That’s why I pity some people who are just wasting life. They don’t know how to value God’s gift to them. We should enjoy every second of our lives, do the stuffs we want to do, tell the people we love how much we love them, make each day worthwhile, no words left unsaid, because we don’t know if there’s another tomorrow, if there’s a chance to say goodbye. When God says “time’s up!”, we have to go.

Katrina Halili

"It takes 20 years to build a reputation and 5 seconds to ruin it"

I’ve been following the news for the past few days and all I can hear is Katrina Halili’s name. If I am not mistaken, she’s the most famous celebrity now here in the Philippines, even more popular than Marian Rivera and KC Concepcion. I heard the issue few months back and we all know that Katrina admitted that she have had an affair with Hayden Kho who was also known as Dr. Vicki Belo’s boyfriend. And now this issue is on fire again after their video was uploaded in YouTube. The issue even reached the Senate. That's how big it is.

I’ve seen the video myself and I can say that it’s unfair to Katrina. In the video, where Katrina was dancing and Hayden was singing, there was this part where Katrina wiped Hayden’s face and his sweaty chest. That scene caught my attention. It created an impression on me that she really fell in love with the guy. For me, that very simple act shows love. It’s what they say, “with love.” Too bad that she fell in love with the wrong guy and too bad Hayden failed to notice that he was loved. She loved him but he used her.

I don’t know why I’m writing this, but all I can say is I still respect Katrina after all the things which happened to her. I liked her even more because she showed us all that eventhough she’s Katrina Halili, she’s still human; vulnerable to commit mistakes and can stumble down once in a while. She’s brave enough to accept that she was wrong and also brave enough to accept the consequences of her actions.

We are all human beings. We may differ in some ways but still we are all the same. For me, it is not bad to commit mistakes as long as you learned from those mistakes. Katrina committed a mistake and she learned from it. I, you, we, anybody...we don't have any right to judge Katrina nor Hayden (though he's really ughh!!) We don't have any right to judge anybody, only God can judge us. Let's act as matured individuals. Before we judge other people, reflect first. Nobody's perfect.

"I shall answer for my sins to God, not to small men like you!"

-Leonor, Recuerdo

Thanatopsis- a view of death

All I can hear at this moment is the monotonous sound of tumble bugs and mercenaries 2…

I want to scream, I want to inflict harm, I want to release this tension inside me, I want to torture someone, I want to cut myself, I want to kick someone, I want to stab someone, I want to kill, I want to blow someone’s head. What happened to me? What is this feeling? They said I’m still in the state of shock. They also said that I’m experiencing a trauma. But I know deep inside, I am ok. The only problem is, that horrible memory is trapped inside my system.

I was standing there, I was just standing there, doing nothing. I know it’s not my fault but a part of me still blames myself for just standing there. I mastered CQC for 3 years. I punched half a dozen men in the past, 3 of them went home with a broken nose. I slapped 2 girls before, I scratched my best friend’s face in the past leaving a permanent mark on it, I paddled a guy before, I was the youngest and the only girl member of bikers society and I was even the leader of Wheelers before. But, I just stood there.

I let him slap my mom THREE TIMES, I let him draw his knife and point it to her. I was standing there, like a stupid dummy while he was trying to kill her.

What happened to me?

I am ashamed of myself. I don’t deserve respect from my gang mates. I don’t deserve the title “ASTIG”, “Gabriela Silang” and “SIGA” and I don’t deserve respect from society.

I am a coward…

I am nothing…

I am just a piece of shit…

I am a trash…

I won’t forget that face. I have this vivid memory of his face in my mind. A guy wearing an orange shirt, I never really like orange, actually I hate orange, I despise orange.

I love knives, I want to collect knives and swords. But after that incident, I don’t want to see knives anymore.

If they catch him, I think 10 thousand is enough for him. That’s the good side of corruption.
I will tie him up, and I will cut his skin with a blade and then I’ll pour alcohol. Then I’ll put iodized salt on his wounds. I want to hear him scream. I want to beat him, I want to kill him slowly.

But I can’t…

Even though he’s a thief, he is still God’s son…

Revenge is not the answer…

I know, God is not blind, GOD is not blind, God is not Blind, GOD IS NOT BLIND, GOD IS NOT BLIND…

Sender: Clasmate
Message Center: +639170000240
Received: 11:40:38 pm, 17-04-09
“Clasmate d n k nag pa alam s u ,
daanan k pa anak k kulit kc. Congratulations!”

I was so happy when I saw you, did you know that?

I was flying when you talked to me, did you notice that?

I was shaking when I touched you, did you feel that?

Maybe not, because I’m not special to you, I am just an acquaintance, your friend’s daughter. I am the only one who believes in the illusion that we could be together someday, and be happy even if you’re married and even if I’m way younger than you are. I fell in love with you almost two years ago, I fell in love with you even though I know you are married. And that’s my fault, I can’t blame you for hurting my feelings because you don’t even know that I am in love with you and I can’t also blame you for being so beautiful.


Sometimes I think that I’m crazy. I am highly imaginative, I sometimes imagine that we are walking in a mall or in a beach, sometimes I imagine us laughing and spending time with each other in our secret love nest. I am highly imaginative because I am a writer, and I hate that at this point.


During the party, I was staring at you, watching your every move, and I told myself that you are really beautiful and that your husband is so lucky to have you as his wife. And then suddenly, you took your phone from your bag and you started texting, then you checked the time and you texted again. I was in tears at that time.


“Putang ina sana ako na lang ang asawa mo” I told myself

“Sana ako ang katext mo ngayon at ako rin sana ang naghihintay sayo sa bahay.”

I am not your special someone and I will never be. I am not the father of your children. I am not the person who sleeps beside at you at night and stare at you while you’re sleeping. I am not the one who shares household expenses with you. I am not the one who listens to you and hug you when you cry. I’m not him.

Is there a possibility that you’d fall for me? The answer is no and that’s the bitter reality of life. You are 33 years older than me and you are married. You are almost done with your life and I’m just starting mine. You are already a mother and I’m not yet a lady.

Maybe in my next life, sana pwede na tayo...

Sender: Clasmate

Message Center: +639170000240
Received: 11:40:38 pm, 17-04-09
“Clasmate d n k nag pa alam s u ,
daanan k pa anak k kulit kc. Congratulations!”

I was so happy when I saw you, did you know that?

I was flying when you talked to me, did you notice that?

I was shaking when I touched you, did you feel that?

Maybe not, because I’m not special to you, I am just an acquaintance, your friend’s daughter. I am the only one who believes in the illusion that we could be together someday, and be happy even if you’re married and even if I’m way younger than you are. I fell in love with you almost two years ago, I fell in love with you even though I know you are married. And that’s my fault, I can’t blame you for hurting my feelings because you don’t even know that I am in love with you and I can’t also blame you for being so beautiful.


Sometimes I think that I’m crazy. I am highly imaginative, I sometimes imagine that we are walking in a mall or in a beach, sometimes I imagine us laughing and spending time with each other in our secret love nest. I am highly imaginative because I am a writer, and I hate that at this point.


During the party, I was staring at you, watching your every move, and I told myself that you are really beautiful and that your husband is so lucky to have you as his wife. And then suddenly, you took your phone from your bag and you started texting, then you checked the time and you texted again. I was in tears at that time.


“Putang ina sana ako na lang ang asawa mo” I told myself

“Sana ako ang katext mo ngayon at ako rin sana ang naghihintay sayo sa bahay.”

I am not your special someone and I will never be. I am not the father of your children. I am not the person who sleeps beside at you at night and stare at you while you’re sleeping. I am not the one who shares household expenses with you. I am not the one who listens to you and hug you when you cry. I’m not him.

Is there a possibility that you’d fall for me? The answer is no and that’s the bitter reality of life. You are 33 years older than me and you are married. You are almost done with your life and I’m just starting mine. You are already a mother and I’m not yet a lady.

Maybe in my next life, sana pwede na tayo...

pURPLe RosE

Daddy: Uy! Padating na daw si Ma’am!

Cielo: Talaga!? ako na lang dito, ako magbabantay dito papasulatin ko siya tas lalagyan ko ng pin, hehe...Hay nako ang tagal naman nun kanina pako naghihintay sa kanya ah, pinaghihintay niya ang beauty ko, hahaha...

..after 30 seconds...

Daddy: AYAN NA SIYA!!!!!!!!!! (aligaga)

Cielo: (Muntik ng mahimatay) Daddy magtatago ako.

Daddy: Bakit ka magtatago?

Cielo: Nahihiya ako, nahihiya ako sa kanya, ayokong lumapit.

Daddy: Halika na! ang torpe mo naman!

Cielo: Eh...Nahihiya ako. (Nagbublush ang puta)

...Binuksan ni Marissa Santos (Daddy) ang pintuan ng Blue van na may sticker ng Philippine National Red Cross Manila Chapter sa tagiliran, at biglang bumaba ang chapter administrator ng Manila Chapter na si Crisanta “Baby” Cayetano...

Marla: Hi! Kamusta na!

Daddy: Ok lang ma’am, register po muna kayo (tinuro ang black guest book na hawak ni Cielo)

Marla: ay magreregister pa, sige.

Cielo: (Hindi mapakali, Binuhat si guest book at inilapit sa crush na si Baby Cayetano a.k.a Marla Mailey)

...Nakangiti lang si Mars kay Cielo habang si Cielo at hindi na makahinga at mahihimatay na...

Daddy: Ay ma’am, anak po ni Ma’am Dhel, si Cielo.

Marla: Hi! Mas malaki ito kay Dhel (tumingin kay Cielo at ngumiti sabay sulat ulit.)

Daddy: Magvovolunteer po yan sa RCY niyo ma’am, RCY Manila kasi sa Manila Times po siya nag-aaral.

Marla: (Napatingin kay Cielo) Ay siya ba?? Muka namang “GIRL”ah! ( Nakangiti kay Cielo)

Daddy: (Tumingin kay Cielo na naninigas sa harap ni Marla)

Cielo: (thoughts) Hala! Sira ulo talaga tong si mama binebenta ako.

Cielo: (after 10 years) Ay ma’am! Pin po!

...Nanginginig na kinuha ni Cielo ang pin na dalawang oras ng nasa bulsa niya. Ipinasok niya ang dalawang kaliwang daliri blouse ni Marla. At halos one minute niyang nilagay ang pin sa damit ni Marla dahil nanginginig ang kamay niya. Nagsasalita naman si Marla habang nilalagay niya ang pin...

Marla: (Nakangiti parin, at kinausap si Cielo) Bakit ang kwento ng mommy hindi ka raw “GIRL” ?

(Ngumiti si Marla ng nakakaloko kay Cielo)
Cielo: (Nagulat at natawa kay Marla)

...At umakyat na si Marla dahil nakita niya ang circle of friends niya sa loob ng bagong building ng Pasay Chapter...

...Si Cielo ay nagtititili na pumunta sa bahay dahil sa sobrang kilig at dahil namanyak niya si Marla sa paglalagay ng pin sa left chest nito...

...Parang tulig na stalker si Cielo dahil sinusundan niya si Marla. Nakita niyang kumuha ito ng konting rice, pasta, roast beef , fish fillet at garlic beef tapos pumunta sa table kung asan si Ms. Ana at Ms. Emi.

...Buong party, nakatingin lang si Cielo sa kanya...

RLN: (Si Angel ay kasama ni Marla, siya ang nagsabi noon na maganda daw si Cielo) Saan ang CR niyo?

Cielo: Sa baba po,samahan ko na po kayo

RLN: Naku wag na alam kong busy ka...ang ganda naman ng rose mo.

Cielo: Hehe

Cielo: (thoughts) busy po sa pagtingin sa boss niyo, maganda ba to? Magustuhan kaya ng boss niyo?

...umakayat si Cielo at nakita niyang nagbababye na si Marla sa circle of friends niya. Tumakbo siya pababa at hinanap si kuya pjay..

Cielo: Kuya Pjay pababa na siya! Kunan mo kami ng pic!

Kuya Pjay: Sino??

Cielo: Yung crush ko!

Kuya Pjay: Sinong crush?

Cielo: Si Baby Cayetano!

Kuya Pjay: Ahh...sige ba.

...Tumakbo ulit si Cielo papasok sa loob . Tumayo sa may hagdan, nakikinig siya kung may pababa sa hagdan at nakarinig siya ng mabagal at malalakas na foot steps...tumakbo ulit siya palabas at nagtititili...tapos ay nagrelax siya, para hindi siya halatang kinikilig...

...babalik sana siya sa loob ng makitang andyan na si Marla...

Marla: (Nakakita ng circle of friends na padating. Nilagay ang dalawang kamay sa bewang) Hoy! (hitsurang nanay na nagagalit) Bakit ngayon lang kayo? Pauwi nako!

...Lumapit si friend sa kanya at nagbeso sila, chika ng konti...

Kuya Pjay: Ma’am alis na po kayo?

Marla: Oo, salamat ha!

Kuya Pjay: Sandali ma’am picture po muna.

Marla: Sige

Kuya Pjay: Cie...Sama ka!

Marla: Oh si Cielo...halika!

Cielo: Sige lang! (Kunyari ayaw niya)

Kuya Pjay: Sige na sama ka na!

Cielo: (Lumapit kay Marla)

Marla: Anak to ni Dhel eh (Kausap si RLN)

...at nagsimula ang photo session, umakbay si Marla kay Cielo at si Cielo ay walang habas na inilagay ang kamay niya sa bewang ni Marla...

Cielo: (thoughts) Ang lambot! Tita pwedeng pa-hug?

Kuya Pjay: Ay ma’am isa pa po!

Marla: Ay pangit? Sige

...Naisip ni Cielo na sana naging pictorial na lang ang araw na iyon at hindi sila magpapalit ng pwesto, para nakahawak lang siya sa bewang ni Marla...

Kuya Pjay: Ok na po ma’am!

Marla: Sige ha, alis na kami

Cielo: Sige po Ma’am! Ingat po!

Marla: Thank you!

...Naiwan si Cielo na nakatingin sa crush na ubod ng ganda. Si Marla naman ay kausap ang circle of friends na dumating...

Ace: Hoy! Yung rose! Akala ko ibibigay mo?

Cielo: Ay! Oo nga!

Ace: Habulin mo! Bigay mo!

Cielo: Nahihiya ako! Kuya Bry, pakibigay naman to kay Baby Cayetano.

Bryan: Asan?

Cielo: Iyan, yang may yellow na bag, gold ata yan, hindi yellow nga

Bryan: Yan?

Cielo: Oo! Yan, dali habulin mo paalis na siya.

...Tumakbo si Bryan at iniabot ang purple rose kay Marla...

Bryan: ay ma’am, rose po.

Marla: ay,thank you!

...Napangiti si Cielo at kinilig

Bryan: Thank you daw!

Cielo: Thank you din kuya bry, mahal na kita!

...Natapos ang araw na nakangiti si Cielo ngunit bago siya matulog ay may naalala siya...

Cielo: Ay putang ina!

Mac: Bakit na naman te?

Cielo: NAKALIMUTAN KONG MAGBESO KAY MARLA!

Mac: Yun ang matindi dun, tapos ka dyan te, ahaha hindi nakabeso!

Cielo: He! Putang ina, bakit yun pa ang nakalimutan ko!

Mac: Hehehehe BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME te! ahahaha

KAMBAL

Natatakot ako..

Bakit naman???


Kasi unti- unti na siyang nabubuhay...


Akala ko ba pinatay mo na siya? Akala ko nailibing na siya?


Alam mo naman na hindi ko siya pwedeng ilibing at patayin diba? pinag-pahinga ko lang siya.


Wag kang matakot alam mo na naman ang gagawin kung sakaling magisisng siya diba?


Alam ko pa nga ba???


Ewan ko sayo


Basta, hanggang kaya kong pigilan ang pagisisng niya, pipigilan ko.


Eh paano kung hindi mo mapigilan?


Marami na namang iiyak, marami na namang masasaktan, marami na namang mamamatay.


Paano ka na pag nagising siya?


Nakakulong na naman ako sa loob ng katawang ito habang siya masayang nangugulo.


Kawawa ka naman. sayang hindi mo na mababago ang tadhana. kakambal mo siya.


Oo. Naalala ko pa, dati hindi naman siya ganyan. Parehas lang kami. pero masyadong maraming nanakit sa kanya kaya naging halimaw siya.


Mabait siya, pero nabulak na siya ng hinanakit at sama ng loob


Hindi ko naman mapipigil iyon eh.


Malapit na ba talaga???


Oo, nararamdaman ko na. malapit na malapit na siyang magising.


makikita pa ba kita pagkatapos????


Hindi ko alam, bahala na.

Talo-talo na

Ang mga taong kung umasta ay parang walang pinag-aralan!
Ang mga taong Bastos sa Kapwa!
Ang mga taong hanep kung mamintas pero hindi muna nanalamin!
ANg mga taong walang ibang alam kundi pag-usapan ang iba at ang mali ng iba!
Ang mga taong BITTER sa iba!
ANg mga taong hindi ata pinalaki ng tama at hindi ata tinuruan ng mabuting asal!

BAKIT HINDI NA LANG KAYO MAMATAY NO???

Sige sabihin na nating hindi ako perpekto at tarantado din ako minsan, pero hindi naman ako kasing lala ng iba.

I'd rather have few friends na alam kong may utak at matured enough to accept na hindi lahat ng bagay ay perfect dito sa mundo. I would rather have a friend na hindi naniniwala sa Diyos pero marunong rumespeto ng kapwa tao. Hindi na baleng ang kaibigan ko ay very frank kesa naman sa plastik. Bilang ko lang sa daliri ang mga kaibigan ko, at sinasabi ko sa inyo pag hinarap ko sila sa inyo, lahat yun totoong tao.

----ANG GUSTONG PUMALAG SA BLOG ENTRY NA ITO AY PWEDENG LUMAPIT SAKIN O KAYA ITEXT AKO---PERO TANDAAN NYO..

HINDI AKO ANG TAONG PALASALITA, PERO PAG NAGSALITA AKO HINDI NY KAYANG LULUNIN.
ANG DILA KO'Y ISANG MATALAS NA PATALIM NA KAPG TUMAMA, TAGUSAN HANGGANG BUTO.

LAPITAN NYO LANG AKO AND I'LL SHOW YOU A DIFFERENT SIDE OF ME. ISANG PART NA HINDI MO NANAISING MAKITA.

HINDI AKO NANAKOT, SINASABI KO LANG ANG KAYA KONG GAWIN

Talo-talo na

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD???

I can't take it anymore!!!!

What the hell is wrong with her? She is a good person, she is kind and considerate. If you don't like her then shut the fuck up! Maybe she's not that pretty, not all of us were blessed, even me! but I still respect her kahit pa sabihin nyong she looks like betty.

We should respect everybody, as in everybody! if you don't respect her as a teacher then respect her as a PERSON. I know she is a bit boring, that is so true but please respect her guys.

I know I'm not in the position to say this, but please!

BAGO NIYO PUNAHIN ANG DUMI SA MUKA NG IBA, HUMARAP MUNA KAYO SA SALAMIN AT PUNASAN ANG PUTIK SA INYONG MGA MUKHA

I respect her because she's worthy of respect, much worthy of respect than the bitter and pathetic girls around her. YES! BITTER AND PATHETIC GIRLS AROUND HER.

GROW UP GUYS! GROW UP!

thank you for the music

I am currently listening to Alanis Morisette's song... I love Alanis' songs, they give me chills... I don't know what to say... there's this something inside my chest, a feeling I can't explain... There's something in your eyes... which makes me feel secured... you're the best thing that ever happened to me... your hands are bigger than mine, but when we hold hands... it's perfect fit...MAgic! your feet are bigger than mine... but when I'm not comfortable with my slippers, you give me yours ...and you don't mind if my slippers are small... I MAY ALWAYS ACT STUPID BUT I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW WHO I REALLY AM. I LOVE SPENDING TIME WITH YOU. I LOVE PLAYING WITH YOUR FOOD. I LOVE TO BITE YOUR NOSE, EARS AND ARMS BECAUSE I LOVE TO SEE YOUR FACIAL EXPRESSIONS. I ALWAYS OBSERVE YOUR EVERY MOVE CAUSE I DON'T WANT TO MISS A DETAIL. YOU ARE THE REASON WHY I STAYED AS A LESBIAN. YOU REVIVED ME. EVERYTIME I WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT YOU, THERE'S ALWAYS TEARS IN MY EYES. ONE PROOF THAT WHAT I'M SAYING IS FROM THE HEART. I LOVE YOU AND I AM SO PROUD TO BE YOUR GIRL.. LESBIAN DAW TAYO, EH ANO NGAYON..

Emergency Money

unang yugto...

pagbili ng sorbetes na keso sa Luneta...

napangiti sa isang dayuhan na namamangha sa Luneta...

Nilapitan ng nasabing dayuhan...

pinilit ng nasabing dayuhan na magpapicture sa harapan ni Lapu-Lapu...

Nagpapicture sa tapat ni Lapu-Lapu habang hawak ang sorbetes...

Umupo sa ilalim ng puno at naglandian...


ikalawang yugto...

Kumain sa Mcdo sa may Kalaw Ave.

Nilagyan ko ng catsup ang coke niya...

binabato nya ko ng bahay ng fries...

binaboy ko yung sundae nya...

ginawa niyang puppet yung bahay ng dalawang fries...

Narealize niya na wala na pala kaming pera pauwi...

IKATLONG TAGPO

Cielo: ok lang yan aabot pa tayo ng buendia niyan, mag-jeep na lang tayo
Aileen: ay, oo nga mag jijeep pa pala tayo, (shocked)
Cielo: eh di Gamitin mo yung emergency money mo (200 Pesos)
Aileen: eh ayoko, emergency money ko yun eh..
Cielo:( nawindang) HA?? eh diba emergency naman ngayon..tanga!
Aileen: eh hindi pwede, one year na sakin yung pera na yun eh
Cielo: TANGA! TANGA!
Aileen: eh pano kung mas may emergency pang mangyari
Cielo: kagaya ng ano?
Aileen: SPRING!!! oh panu kung bigla tayong abutin wala tayong pangbayad
Cielo: TANGA!!!!!!
Aileen: eh ayoko...

ang ending:
nilakad nila mula luneta hanggang buendia..


Lesson:
WAG KANG MAGLALAGAY NG EMERGENCY MONEY SA LALAGYAN NG NAPKIN DAHIL HINDI KARIN NUN MATUTULUNGAN SA ORAS NG KAGIPITAN..