Tuesday, November 25, 2008

A Quote From Meet Joe Black

Mia and I live for movie quotes. Especially her -- she'll quote everyone from Bridget Jones, to Maggie Cheung, to Maricel Soriano.

Here's one she shared earlier with me, from Meet Joe Black. I didn't really like the movie, but this quote is rather nice. If a little bit on the hopeless romantic side.

"
Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived."


-- William Parrish (Anthony Hopkins)



Saturday, November 1, 2008

BLESSED AMONG MEN


It's been a while since I've found myself with some free time to post in this blog. Writing can be so taxing, that I decided I'll just post my favorite photos, with a few choice words, just so this thing can have the semblance of being updated.

IT'S BEEN A WHOLE MONTH OF FRIENDS - THE OLD, NEW, THE UNEXPECTED!

1) BEST FRIEND # 1
Mia and I have been hanging around a lot with each other lately. It's funn
y, but we were never this close, even back in college when we'd get to see each other everday. You know how some people toss the word best friend around, and use it for every other friend they have? I use it only when referring to Mia :-)



2) FACULTY FRIENDS!
Rizal Faculty -- keeping each other sane, through moments when being proactive seems like the hardest thing on the planet.


3) REVENGE OF THE NERDS
When knowledge of pop culture make you seem cool, as opposed to weird.

4) THE INSPIRATION
Erika - whose life always makes me wish I could do more with my own.

"
I had a blast as well. The city seemed to welcome you with an enchanted brand of magic that you needed at that time. It slapped you silly (shocked me slightly), and lulled you sweetly (surprised even me). I salute you today for your strength and self-possession. Love you!"
-E.


5) THE GIRLFRIEND
I never thought Sheryl and I would get to know each other the way we have. Thank you! It's been a blast :-) I will always remember the gayness and the beach trips and the endless Kim jokes and Aaron impersonations.




6) THE TIMELESS FRIENDS
How do you even start to thank friends whom you've known for more than a decade? My village friends who are the most honest, brutal, and of course, the most loyal and funniest as well.


Tuesday, October 14, 2008

I Do Not Love You

You can say what you want -- Neruda's overrated, he's pop poetry etc. etc. But try listening to this particular poem in your Ipod with Andy Garcia reciting it, and I'll bet -- you'll be quoting it too.




I Do Not Love You

by Pablo Neruda


I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

your voice over the wires came leaping

A Poem by e.e. cummings

your little voice
Over the wires came leaping
and i felt suddenly
dizzy
With the jostling and shouting of merry flowers
wee skipping high-heeled flames
courtesied before my eyes
or twinkling over to my side
Looked up
with impertinently exquisite faces
floating hands were laid upon me
I was whirled and tossed into delicious dancing
up
Up
with the pale important
stars and the Humorous
moon
dear girl
How i was crazy how i cried when i heard
over time
and tide and death
leaping
Sweetly
your voice

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Swimming Closer To You

The best thing about traveling is that it gives you perspective. When you're on a little speedboat, with miles and miles of sea embracing you on all sides, and gigantic limestone cliffs loom up ahead, and the sky is flung wide open above you, well, it's a splendid reminder that not everything is about you. You are not the center of the universe. There is something bigger and infinitely more to your life than your problems.

And just like that, all the cares that have hovered in your head just magically melt away.

I was lucky enough to be yanked out of my sadness just a couple of years back. You know how, in the movies, when the main character is depressed or in turmoil, they just throw everything away for a trip far, far away?

I was blessed enough to be whisked away to Palawan, at the very time when I needed it most. And with my best friend, no less.

At first, I remember whining and complaining to Mia about the stupidest things, focusing yet again on myself, even though I was surrounded by such stunning scenery. I remember being so hung up with thoughts of the "dirty, numb angel boy," that all I wanted to do was sleep in the cottage, even as the day beckoned in all its glory.


But then I remember, the exact, precise moment, when everything just became OK. It started with the the short visit to the old Fort that fronted the sea. We were in the group that included Tourism Secretary Ace Durano, and this Japanese businessman who was interested in investing money to upgrade the Palawan airport.

Mia and I were laughing our heads off imagining that we'd try to impress the Jap dude with the little Nippongo we had learned in college.

"
Shinbun desu ne?" (That's a newspaper, isn't it?)

or

"Neko desu wa?" (Is that a cat?)

"Iiye, enpitsu desu." (No, it's a pencil.)

Anyway, we finally boarded a double-deck boat back to the resort. We were sitting at the top seats, cocktails were being served, people were making small talk.

Mia and I we were in one corner, analyzing our troubled situations for the 657th time -- trying to make sense of why our lives were such a mess.

And then the sun began to set --
a blaze of orange, and red and all these brilliant crimson colors. The wind whipped our hair. The sea stretched for miles on end. We took a sip of the ice cold beer in our hands. And it was Just. So. Beautiful.

Like beautiful that it will take your breath away. So beautiful that you want to cry because you had no idea that anything could be that perfect.

And just like that. All our cares evaporated.

"Ok na 'to. Wala naman palang problema eh."

Hahaha.

That being said, Lord, I think I need to go away again.

Thank God sembreak is a couple of weeks away.


Time to hit the beach.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Dear Loser Ariane and Epal Allan

Was about to go to bed, but for some reason I thought I'd go online for a little bit. There were the usual updates from Multiply friends -- the Atenean ones posting about the Blue Eagle Bonfire. It was funny, an overwhelming number of them decided to comment on the Putik Patch, formerly known as Bellarmine Field. Mia and I didn't even bother to stay around long enough to

There were some emails from work, which I promptly deleted (haha just kidding), there were some updates on the sites I frequented -- postsecret.com, Cecile Zamora's blog, and some other useless trifles that I enjoy so much.

Finally, there was a message from two friends which sent me typing this blog -- from Ariane, who told me she was officially leaving on Oct. 22, and from Sheryl, who told me that Allan was also leaving soon.

I've been friends with Ariane and Allan since I was 17, which makes our friendship just one year short of a decade. The proximity has helped fuel and sustain it -- anytime we wanted to get together for a spaghetti afternoon, an all-night dvd marathon, family dinner, spur of the moment "inuman", they were always just a phone call and a couple of blocks away.

But now, well. New York and Dubai will not accommodate our little get-togethers so well. And I realized, it is the small things that I will miss over the next couple of months. Random phone calls. Biking and barbecue days. Tree-planting (!), Last minute lending of clothes, money, food, time, energy, advice and sanity. As Tom Cruise said in Vanilla Sky, "The little things... there's nothing bigger, is there?"

Coincidentally, my cousin from New York sent me over some songs from Fab Moretti's new band "Little Joy." The nicest one is called "Brand New Start," a sweet little track that is now the soundtrack to this entry.

So there. This is a Brand New Start, for both you, and for me as well. And for everyone whose lives intertwined with yours (this means you Sheryl).

Even though I regularly call you losers, "epal" and other similar terms of endearment, let me say for the record, I will miss you.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Fire and Ice

by Robert Frost


Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
....


Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Sigh

The seniors are taking up world literature and yesterday we discussed The Pillow Book, a journal by a lady-in-waiting during the Heian dynasty in Japan.

It's a precursor for a Japanese literary form called zuihitsu or “occasional writings.”

This one's my favorite.


Things That Arouse A Fond Memory of the Past

Dried hollyhock. The objects used during the Display of the Dolls. To find a piece of deep violet grape-colored material that has been pressed between the pages of a notebook.

It is a rainy day and one is feeling bored. To pass the time, one starts looking through some old papers. And then one comes across the letters of a man one used to love.


Last year's paper fan. A night with a clear moon.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Name That Tune

Pick out your 20-25 favorite songs.

Pick out a line from each (try not to use the chorus or title of the song). List them and see if people on your friends list can guess them. Once one is guessed correctly, strike it out


1) "I wouldn't change a thing now that you're here."


2) "We both have shiny happy fits of rage."


3) "I'm thinking it's a sign, that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned."


4) "Sleight of had and twist of fate, on a bed of nails she makes me wait."


5) "She got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson, got a dark skinned friend, look like Michael Jackson."


6) "And you bet I felt it."


7) "Baby you don't understand, our love lies lost but, you're still holding my hand."


8) I could drink a case of you, and still be on my feet.


9) "Darling don't you look fine."


10) "I see you frowning it's like looking down the barrel of a gun."


11) "No song that I can sing, but I can try for your heart."


12) "Minsan ay parang wala nang bukas, sa buhay natin, inuman sa magdamag, na para bang tayo's mauubusan."


13) "Come up to the spot looking extra fly. Till the day I die, Ima touch the sky"


14) "Sure I can accept that it's going nowhere, but one last time let's go there."


15) "And you turn to me like, a gull takes to the wind. I'd have jump, from my seat, I'd have danced like the queen of the eyesores, the rest of our lives would have fared well."


16) "I miss the typewriter in the basement, I miss making your room, a mess."


17) "I'm in the mood for you, or running away."


18) "That's sugarcane that tasted good, that's cinammon, that's Hollywood."


19) "I feel like this is the beginning, though I loved you for a million years."


20) "And you know it aches, and your heart it breaks, it can only take so much..."


21) "Oh May, do you wanna get married, or run away?"


22) "I know I got black eyes, but they burn, so brightly for her. Guess it's a blind kind of love."


24) "Still a little bit of your ghost, your weakness, still a little bit of your face, I haven't kissed."


25) "All we care about is talking, talking only me and you."