Other Stuff I Talk About. I HAVE A NEW BLOG! March 30, 2012. To everyone who read, commented, and followed this blog, thank you. To those who will do the same on my new blog, SUPER THANK YOU. This blog will go out temporarily while I sort a few personal things out. Last week, I alread.

I love the view from up here, the warm sun, and wind in my ears. I moved the content of this blog to its new host and domain. See you there! October 8, 2011. It was midday when our group reached Bangui, and definitely not a good time to check out the place.

So the last time I blogged here was more than two years ago. What I know is that whenever someone comes into my life who is willing to listen to all the crazy things going on between my ears, I lose the drive to blog. Not that there is no one in my life now who has the patience for my nonsense. I wish you a good day.

Ganito ko mailalarawan ang taong nakalipas. Marahil dahil sa mga lugar na aking nakita,pangyayaring naranasan at mga taong nakasalamuha. May mga pagkakataon at mga bagay na hindi naging maayos. Subalit mas nanaig ang pagkakaroon ko ng positibong pananaw at pananampalataya kaya hindi niya ako pinabayaan. Sabi ko bago matapos ang 2011 na sa taong 2012 ipapakita ko ang dahilan kung bakit may nunal ako sa paa. Ilang araw na lang mula ngayon papalo na ako sa edad na bente siete.

8230;giving a new lease of life. Dreamer woke up with a palm pressed against his mouth. his lips tasted something alkaline, to the point of being bitter. he smelled what seemed like his favorite hand cream. The room smelled of burned cigarette butts. His back felt like being plastered to the bed with sweat. between his legs, he felt something cold, icky and creamy. 8220;What are you doing? 8221; Dreamer asked.

I dare not count the days. Tonight i struggle to write a poem just to flex my poetic muscles again, if there truly exists such a term. I kept staring at the blank walls as blank as my thoughts. i kept turning my head towards the ceiling with the hope that a grand revelation would unfold from the heavens and play a cosmic movie before my wretched soul. uhm, wretched mind? I miss writing poems. it seems that tonight, no massive amount .