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I WAS …



- born on a stormy Thursday (w/ Meralco lines falling over houses and roofs were turning into Frisbees)

- this uber-masungit little girl who didn’t know how to entertain my guests during my 1st birthday party

- so fond of bahay-bahayan :: opis-opisan :: tinda-tindahan :: taguan :: patintero :: tumbang-preso :: mangga-mangga :: langit-lupa :: sweet violet :: Chinese jackstone :: jackstone :: ten-twenty :: rosemary-shake :: bazooka (the one w/ comic strips inside) :: gumamela plant bubbles and juices :: choknat :: cornbits :: dingdong :: pogs :: Princess Sarah :: Peter Pan :: tootsie roll :: white-rabbit :: Sailor Venus :: stationeries :: stickers :: Nancy Drew :: Jessica and Elizabeth :: >>>these are what my childhood is all about!

- always Yellow4 (while the rest of the girls were all fighting to be Pink5)

- one of the teacher’s favorites while being the class bully’s accomplice as well

- a San Miguel fan accomplice as well

- more good in Math than in Literature

- once dreaming to be a chemist because it sounded “amezzzing!” (but I didn’t really know what a chemist is)

- also once dreamed of being a painter like my dad but they told me that I drew a cat like a pig and my little girl looked like someone from the other planet.


I AM …



- a coffee-addict

- normally underweight by 17lbs.

- an advocate of peace, love, beauty, happiness, and faith

- broke but happy :: poor but kind :: young (and overworked)and underpaid :: sane but overwhelmed :: lost but hopeful :: yeah….

- so used to and fond of waiting in vain >>>I am Viktor Navorski!<<<

- a twenty-two-year-old girl who knows what I want to do and where I want to go but doesn’t know YET how to do it and how to go there.


I WILL (safer to say : I WANT TO) …



- have my one-stop-art-shop! food, cinema, music, prodhaus, gallery, etc.
- teach at UPFI
- setup a business for my parents
- be part of an NGO
- do more documentaries and films
- use light and shadow to color people’s lives
- die as a happy and contented mother :: wife :: daughter :: sister :: friend :: teacher :: filmmaker :: photographer


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Saturday, May 24, 2008
en route

It's not until a couple of hours before that I suddenly decided I wanted to take the train to Quezon Ave then jeepney ride to Philcoa on my way to UP. I couldn't explain why. Maybe I miss it.

I decided to take the "Betaway" (slang for better way - it's that asphalted shortcut from AS to Eng) going to the Sunken Garden when we were already in front of AS-casaa side. It's a route I rarely took when I was in UP. I don't know why I decided to take it a while ago.

I wanted to just cross the Sunken Garden on our way back to the car but decided to agree that, yes, maybe it's better to walk on the asphalted acad oval passing by the Gonzalez Hall instead.

I wasn't taking control of my feet when it made me walk to the unfamiliar and rather strange streets of Area2.

I realized that I'm not very rational about the routes that I take. Most of the time, I'm indecisive. That's why sometimes it's late for me to realize the dangers that lie ahead. But then maybe, it's passing through those dangers that makes life exciting.

There's no turning back.

Walk.

And learn along the way.

But what makes me hesitant sometimes? - It's not because of being unsure of the road ahead. It's being unsure about not turning back.

 

Posted at 10:01 pm by roreel

kahel
May 27, 2008   12:55 AM PDT
 
very well said sab!
sab
May 26, 2008   09:50 PM PDT
 
it almost always is no turning back, which makes every risks exciting, every mistake humbling and every fall a step to being stronger.
 

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