light through pinhole                                                                                                          rory on white-orange pad    



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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Wednesday, January 17, 2007
bitter herbs.

"You know what's weird? Si Ms.Grace, sabadista; si Ms. Rosing, born again; ako, Katoliko. Pero I know God was with us nung time na yon. If only all people can do it, dami siguro mareresolve na conflicts."

It was an inspiring, enlightening, faith-enriching story

It was a healthy talk over an ordinary lunch at the eCafe.

It was an extra-ordinary experience with God. Addie and I found ourselves crying afterwards.

I cried for two reasons:

1. I was sooo moved by the story of Grace Gupana and how far her faith has taken her. I was so inspired by how she has found her mission in life. And this reminded me of my own pursuit to find my own mission; and of the difficulties that go with finding how to fulfill that mission.

2. Maybe because I miss having a kind of talk that can deeply move me; a kind of talk that can make me realize what I am truly feeling at that particular moment. This is something I've been badly missing since I got out of college and getting in touch with my blockmates has become dependent on technology.

I'm just not sure if the tears were tears of joy for finding a certain kind of friendship with Addie. Or is it because of the emotion that our talk has made me realize.

I haven't been feeling so high in a long time. And I felt a little sad about this.

 

Posted at 10:59 pm by roreel

 

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