hugpaas

04/28/09

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i’m flying a bit too fast, but happy to report that i have not lost my mind. i have gotten very good at flying fast and staying sane.
it’s a skill in itself.

-Amanda Palmer-

 

 

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I was having coffee somewhere today. It was a cheap majestic place introduced to me by a favorite person. The fathers and uncles and cockfighters were there talking about nothing else but politics and Mar Roxas’ trisikad ad. Duh. When alone, I love visiting corners that were introduced to me by unforgettable individuals. After that, I spent long walks trying to figure out if I need a new pair of slippers or a new gun. It has been my fantasy to be an assassin. that woman from the car window who shoots adversaries and pulls that shiny pistol from her stockings. After minutes of just roaming around, I made the best decision of buying a new floor mop. It’s the best floor mop in the world. It would definitely keep me busy when I am bored or sad or poor. 

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some weeks ago, i was in a coffee shop enjoying this great-tasting mug of frappe. i leaned my back on the wall and closed my eyes. the moment i opened them, i saw a man looking at me like he has been staring at me for the whole time. so he saw me shaking my head a bit because i loved the Sinead O’ Connor track. Admit it, sometimes, we look for romance anywhere. It’s cool. cinematic. He went out and invited me for some cigarettes. I glued my cheek on the glass so that my skin would look distorted. I shook my head seconds later. Just looking at him, I could feel that he has been working outside the country and that he wears this musky perfume. He likes to take pictures of the sunset and he likes every computer game since he was 9. The waiter gave me this cup of Espresso and told me it was from “him” but when I wanted to say thank you, all I saw was the last smoke of his Marlboro.

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Almost a month ago, someone hugged me and the day after, I realized that I have stayed at home for a long while. lately, I have been going out and have allowed the change of weather brace the years of sacrifice I have stomached for people I love.

 

Oh. I have crossed out this sweet item in my bucket list.

It is too sweet that I am selfishly keeping it on my own and the other half involved.

 

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some people fool themselves by surrounding them with drunken friends who wouldsoak them in flattery/

announcing to the world the wealth that they have been too busy acquiring.

applauses.

 

janis joplin once said that in concerts, she made love to thousands of people

but she went home,

ALONE.

 

 

 right now,

i cannot say that i am deliriously happy.

i feel sleepy today but i am not at any rate, sadder than the past few days.

sometimes, it’s all bout menstrual blues and eating ice cream the messy way.

 

sometimes,

it’s the thought of being kissed by your man

until your lower lip bleeds

and he walks out the door,

you pull him back too hard that it rips off his shirt

and you whisper:

“kiss me more”

 

 

 

how romantic

 

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Previous Comments

thanks for letting me know the link dude. hehe. Grabe brilliant ka man gid. I’m so amazed nga gakastorya ta ka sa salog. haha.

Posted by Dabo at April 28, 2009, 7:55 pm

naunahan ako comment ni Dabo bungkoloy ba.it’s pretty obvious that the gang adores you.you’re one hell of a woman. don’t blame us. dude ang euro trip kag chuck palahniuk swap ta ha.

Posted by pagotpot at April 29, 2009, 9:44 am

@dabo: hala ari ka di? yey salamat sa pagsaboy :) brilyant ka da, hasloanay na lang ta. hehe!

Posted by modernpatadyong at April 29, 2009, 11:48 am

@pagotpot: kulang na lang alkohol kag sumsuman ba. hahaha! dayun to :)

Posted by modernpatadyong at April 29, 2009, 11:50 am

parang quentin tarrantino ang drama! nyahahaha. shemps, well said, very well said.

bigla tuloy-nag kling-kling ang hattori hanzo samurai sa aking isip.

gawa kaya ako ng eksena bukas, iinom ako ng kape sa center island ng daan, 7:00 ng umaga.

ma-try nga.

Posted by jun at April 30, 2009, 10:26 pm

What can I say but

Posted by niki at May 1, 2009, 10:40 am

Okay the heart symbol didn’t show. haha. Love this post!

Posted by niki at May 1, 2009, 10:42 am

@jun: alam mo sir jun, minsan, naiinis ako sa iyo in a good way kase napapaGoogle/wikipedia ako. haha. MARAMING SALAMAT. :)

sarap magkape sa shore. sa tuktok ng bundok at sa sahig. hihihi.

ps
nagkita kami ni kendz and we talked about you :P

Posted by modernpatadyong at May 4, 2009, 10:49 pm

@niki: salamat nikz :) btw— your blog name blogspotting reminds me of a fave movie, trainspotting :D

Posted by modernpatadyong at May 4, 2009, 10:51 pm

Following my own analysis, millions of persons all over the world receive the home loans from various banks. Therefore, there’s good chances to receive a bank loan in any country.

Posted by WALLSCATHLEEN35 at December 20, 2011, 1:45 pm

siya

 

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she likes seashore naps and the view of everything from the bus window. she likes tiny moments and the small spaces between faces when people talk.

 

sometimes, she wakes up to that odd feeling of being a fallen leaf, an old tree, an azotea or a waitress somewhere-- talking to a taxicab driver about that random song on the radio.

 

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 poetry as visual art

 powets do kick ass

 iPud (ako, too)

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and this. a proof that:

how you see LIFE is how

you actually see YOUR self.


 

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maddening spurt:

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 “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”

 

-Jack Kerouac-