today is a new night. today is the day that i let you into my mind.... again
and again..
every time i write, i feel new to it.
it's like a kid going into her first day of school.

 i just don't get people. i just don't get it why there are people who were created to mess other people's lives.
they were created just to bring misery to the lives of those people around them.

i am one of those unfortunate victims.

today is a new night. it is different like the others, i thought.

today is sunday

today is sunday. this is a different day. this is the day that i was not prepared. 

today is friday

today is not another day. it is different than the others which have passed. today is friday. i feel poetic as well. it seems that time flies so fast. for today well let me talk about my profession. i am a teacher. ever since i was 5 years old i would like to become one. like my mom. since i was a kid back then, i thought that being a teacher is not that difficult.


i've been teaching for 6 years now and i hope that i've done good. as of my last count there are 1, 620 students that i've taught. these young minds that i tried to pollute. minds that i tried to manipulate and form in such a way that they may survive all the hardships that they may stumble upon this earth.


as a kid, i imagined myself to be the best teacher that i can be. but as i pass through the highs and lows of teaching this imagination slowly dies. teaching is not a joke. it requires 80% of your life, time, attention and money.


even though there are a lot of unexpected events that may happen. i will not change my profession. i will and always will be a teacher.


today is not another day. it is different than the others which have passed. today is friday

march 8, 2012

this marks another milestone in my writing. sobrang tagal ko nang hindi nagsusulat. sabi ng kakilala ko "hindi daw makakapag sulat ang isang tao kapag masaya siya" siguro na niniwala ako dito. halos lahat ng mga sinusulat ko ay puro kasawian at pagdadalamhati.


nagsusulat ako ngayon dahil nagdadalamhati ako. may kalungkutang bumabalot sa akin. inis na inis ako kasi pilit kong kinukubli ang nararamdaman ko. hindi ko ito maipakita at maipadama sa mga taong pilit na nananakit sa akin. hindi ko kasi mawari kung bakit gumagawa pa si Lord ng mga taong asshole at walang malang gawin kundi mambwisit ng buhay.


sabi ng tatay ko: i pag pary mo na lang. nung una hesitant ako kasi sino ba namang baliw ang maniniwala dun pero bago natapos ang araw, napa isip ako. tama nga siya. wala kang laban sa mga taong ganoon. but what i should do is to keep mum about it and just brush it off.


pero itong maldita kong isip ay ayaw mag give-up nang ganoon-ganoon lang.


at ako'y nag-isip.

araw ng mga puso

"Ikaw"

Ikaw ang samyo ng banayad ng hanging pumupukaw
sa buong lalim ng kaluluwa.
Ikaw ang lunang tanglaw at gabay
sa tuwing ang haring araw ay nahihimlay.
Ikaw ang nangingiliting ambon sa tag-init.
na pumapawi ng aking lumbay.
Ikaw ang mapagkalingang kumot
sa mga panahong ubod lamig.

Ikaw ang bawat makahulugang
paghakbang.
Ikaw ang talatinigan nitong aking
buhay.
Ikaw ang bawat hibla
ng aking hininga.

Ikaw ang kanlungan,
ang simbahang uuwian
sa haba ng prusisyon.

Ikaw ang pag-ibig-
ang pumupukaw sa buong lalaim
ng kaluluwa.

(tula ni michael angelo r. aban)
*salamat mahal ko

2-14-12

natapos ang mahabang pananahimik, eto na muli ako.

sa totoo lang, ang dami kong gustong sabihin, as in SOBRA!
tama nga ang sabi nila na hindi lahat ng tao eh ma-plea-please mo.
sad thing kasi hindi nila alam ang totoong istorya.

yung iba, trip lang maki saw-saw, yung iba naki-ki-chismis lang,
at yung iba eh pilit kang sinisira at pilit kang tinatanggalan ng apoy para hindi ka magpatuloysa buhay.

hay, buhay nga talga, kailan jaya kita masasabyan sa mabilis mong pag-agos?

"bakit ka pa makikipag laban kung sa dulo naman ay matatalo ka rin"