Kape at Keso

The rain falls. There are thunder and lightning. But which comes first? Three o'clock and the rain hasn't stopped. The wind is fury I bet. It was telling me it's in a race. What is it running after? Then the thundering grows louder and louder. The unlovable dog pushes herself under the hard sofa. I closed the glass window. Why fear? The night creeps earlier. No hiding from the dark. The light is fading, isn't it? Walking to and fro the dim and narrow living room and seeing nothing but silhouettes of decades owned horse figurines atop a furniture. Is it like the glass menagerie? I looked outside and saw how the green plants danced for joy. Their hands extending wide to receive such little blessing. Do they drink or do they bathe? A huge truck moves slowly, careful of the slippery road. It passed calmly I did not notice it vanished. Was it the rain that hurdles my vision of the truck? Two school girls in one huge umbrella. Shoes stepping on the ankle hi...

3:07 "Bababa babananana bababa babanana..." It was loud enough to wake me up. Of course, I put my phone under my pillow and set it on full volume. I jumped off my bed, paused for a quiet time, said a prayer, and headed to the bathroom. 3:17 Because I live in a typical house, I got no shower. I was staring at that pail of water. I touched the water. Man! That was cold! Again, I live in a typical house I got no heater. I went back to my room and put on clothes. A navy blue polo shirt - ironed, faded black jeans, dark green sandals, and silver watch. I picked up my black sling bag with stuff I prepared last night. 3:52 I sat next to the dining table and prepared myself a coffee and a piece of bread with margarine sometimes cheese or mayo. These I think are enough for a day's routine. I went out from the house and started walking until I would reach the next street.  4:11 I was the only one walking on the road. I can only hear kroo-kroos, twit-tw...

Daw wa ko damha sa kalit, Ang akong higala buot na nga manamilit, Pagbati ko wa ko gayud masabti, Susama sa suwertres diin ako napildi. Dili ako katuo, Naghandom nga unta usa kini ka damgo, Higala ko ayaw ako og tiawa, Kapiit sa dughan di na ko maagwanta. Tuod man dili na mapugngan, Imong paglakaw sa bag-o nga dalan, Hangyo ko lang, Unta ako di nimo kalimtan. * out of boredom I made this poem for a friend who had a hard time dealing with goodbyes (evil laugh) but it turned out that I'm making this for myself ^_^

Why goodbyes are painful? Every time I hear of goodbyes I feel a sudden numbness. I cannot move. There is always this feeling of loneliness. Some call it separation anxiety (sepanx) I call it parting forever (pafore).  I must admit that I easily get attached with kind and unique people. When you get along with me and we'll spend quality time together then I'd easily open up myself to you.  It was on a Sunday when this certain person we call Ate Claire told us that she'll be leaving for UAE. :'( I was really very shocked. Weeks before, we were just planning for her church wedding next year. They just had their prenup and she already had almost every detail for the d-day planned out. I too had to prepare because she wanted me to be the emcee  at the wedding reception.  We even joked about our gift for Ate Claire on her wedding day. We'll be looking for a huge arinola  hahahaha She doesn't like it. She would rant on us and tell us that she can't imagi...

Of the many personalities that differentiate one person to the other, there are few that stand out and that leave a trademark in every place of this planet. The most common place to spot these personalities is the workplace. Whether you are assigned at the production area, at the admin office, or at the utility force, you surely can distinguish dominant characters. Let’s try to list them down. The Feeling Boss He considers himself next to the boss. He can be the secretary or the assistant. He might have the right to act like a boss but he overly displays his authority that people around him are suffocating. Deadlines? He can make you work like hell to hit it. Just like the role of the vice president, the feeling boss waits until the boss dies so he can take the place. Krusty Krab Fan He can be your ordinary work mate, I mean your fellow cube mate. He is neither a friend nor a foe because he is driven and motivated by selfish intentions that he is willing to push and...

Whenever I feel consumed of my daily responsibilities, I complain and grumble over it and wish it all ends. And I promised to myself that if I find time, I’ll surely escape from the city unwind beneath the forest, or at the mountain peak, or at a yacht in the middle of the sea.  That was on a Sunday, February 22, 2015, I marked it red. It surely is an important activity. Looking at my schedule organizer it read, Books in Bags 2pm at One Pavillion Mall. Oh yes, I remembered. I and my friends were invited by Ms Lorna Eguia to volunteer in a Story and Play activity for the orphans of Sunshine Ministry. It’s been a long time since I spent time in sharing my stocked up knowledge. Unlike my friends, never was I fond of kids. My temper can’t sustain their restiveness. So never there was a time that I considered volunteering for the Kids Ministry in our church. When we got there, I saw these kids running around and messing things up, and I sighed, “Lord stretch my patienc...

DOB: June 16, 2013 Breed: Labrador Name: Kuki  Brother: BonBon Friend: Koko  Facts 1. Unlike any other dog, she doesn't want to  take a bath. 2. Hates selfies. 3. Loves pillow and blanket and bed. 4. Jealous over babies. 5. Likes tummy rub. 6. Bread over dog food. 7. Befriends cats. 8. Sleeps easily with the fan on. 9. Fears my father. 10. Knows how to hug. 11. Does handshake. 12. Favorite hobby - sleeping and sleeping and sleeping. 13. Sleeps with me. 14. Love language - Touch.   I spoiled her. Even if I get mad at her for tearing the tissue paper and my notebook she would just ignore my nagging. She fears my papa most because she experienced beaten by a belt. hahahaha. It was when she ripped my brother's slippers. It just happened once. So every time my papa would act mad Kuki would hide under the bed or sofa. Since we spent the last week of the year in Bohol, we had to leave Kuki at home and asked my grandma and our neighbor to look ...