or sometimes outside the shower

Sunday, August 28, 2011

#13: The Touch System

Daddy:  Anak, kunin natin yung libreng cellphone ko...ano bang libre?
Katrina:  Samsung Champ
Daddy:  Pakita nga kung ano yun!
Katrina:  Eto, o!
Daddy:  Anong features? (after reading...)  Aba, touch system pala eh!  Wow!  Touch system pa pala to, anak!  Okay ba yung touch system?  Touch system na yung sayo?  Mahal ba pag touch system?

(At paulit ulit tong touch system na to!  Hahaha!)


#12: Cathartic Weekend

This is the rest that matters.

When you're able to somehow know what's important.  Because you had time.  And you've thought about it. And you were serious when you say there is that space for freedom and choice.  And so you write it.  Then the next thing you do is profess it to some of the closest people even if you're not yet so sure if you make sense.  But nevertheless they believe in you and they think its a good plan.  Then to you tell you mother (this will happen soon).  For now, you go back again thinking you will have to work and plan how you'll survive day by day.  But at least now you have an end in mind.  And you're somehow excited.  Because you know what's important.  And that gives you the reason to carry on.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

#11: Bitter sweet

Seriously?!

#10: Obsurd

The incorrect spelling of absurd. A reminder how overly incorrect and ridiculous it is to think that you are, in it's most cosmic form, enthralled by somebody. Whom you later find out is already married.

Monday, August 22, 2011

#9: Twang is just another something something

It was you just passing by.  And your lines.  And I've been shy.  But  I hope to see you again.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

#8: Conjunction disconnection

I think of nothing.  After all, I'm not yet done.  I'm taking things slowly.  And the world is moving fast.  I just realized how much I need rest.  So, it's 3am and I'm up.  My heart is weary about things.  But I need to pray harder.  I took time to sit in silence.  Whereas I thought I know I could be better.  And so I just need to go back to work.  Therefore, I realize where I am.  I see how it's going to be at least for the next days. Since I'll be somehow ready.




Tuesday, August 16, 2011

#7: Please don't wake me, no don't shake me

When I wake up early in the morning,
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream

Please don't wake me, no
don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy
I don't mind, I think they're crazy
Running everywhere at such a speed
Till they find, there's no need

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

Lying there and staring at the ceiling
Waiting for a sleepy feeling

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

When I wake up early in the morning,
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream

Please don't wake me, no
don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping 

-Beatles