Post-Something Post

Over a month ago I was tasked to write a poem, a Tagalog poem at that, with the intent of presenting it to about 1,500 audiences. It was nerve racking. The writing process prompted the return of my insomnia, irritable mood and writing insecurities. It was not a good time.

Things you can't post on social media

March. Why are you turning out like this?

Dear *Joseph

March 17, 2016

Thursday

Quezon City

Dear *Joseph, 

I realized I haven't written to you in 6 years, 3 months and 9 days. This realization came after that weird dream during my nap after my lunch break at Mama's. Halos isang dekada na tayong magkakilala, at ang weird weird mo pa rin, kahit panaginip lang yun. 

Of Cupcakes and With Disappointments

Post originally intended to be published on September 2015. 

I'm finally coming around and finishing draft posts that I have kept hidden for as long as 2 years. Goodness, please excise this one. There are at least half a dozen pending on my draft box. What a lazy bum I am. 

  I caught a glimpse of her as I was walking out of the cafe after the wrap up of the medical mission that I participated in. I slowed down my walk for reasons that I do not know, I felt it was rude to quicken my pace as it is evident that she was bee-lining for me. I stopped on my track when she reached me.

Ceylon Tea Saves the Day

I think, nope I am positively convinced that I am experiencing the 1st hang-over of my life. This sounds really juvenile and I'll probably delete this entry after a couple of days because of sheer embarrassment that will be filled with, "What was I thinking posting this?" But if you know me I'd rather live a life of oh wells than of what ifs. Shocks, I am still able to put together what seems like comprehensible words, it's amazing. 

9th of February

Originally posted on my facebook page on February 9, 2016.
Minor edits made. 

Ika-siyam ng Pebrero ngayon at malamig. If things were the same, I'll find you at the lobby with a guitar on one hand and your bag hanging on the other. Tapos aayain kita ng Happy House Donut, my treat kasi it's your day. Pipisilin mo ako sa pisngi tapos ngingiti tapos magvovolunteer kang buhatin ang bag ko habang kakaray-karayin ko ang gitara mo. Sabay tayong bababa at sisirain mo yung moment sa pagtatanong kung nag-shave ba ako ng kili-kili (biset to). Hahaha. 

Pulu't Gata

Di ko na naman na-a-update ang blog ko. Not that it's should be thing na dapat ay may schedule, but I have promised myself to write constantly and I am really crappy on following promises like that. My last real post was so dark that I was (I think I still am) in a rut for while. I am still contemplating on whether to write about it, hmmm pag-iisipan ko pa yan.