abnormal

right at the moment... i no longer feel alive.. i know its been weired to talk about death for my first 3 blogs this year but i realize a lot as time goes on... as a kid i got sick and tiered of being plain and nothing but a wallpaper on the crowd... I'm nobody... nothing and i almost don't exist... i don't want to be like that again... i always think of what i might have been if Ive been in different environment or atmosphere... aaarrgggghhhh.... i feel numb... i want to express my anger, my pain, my confusion, my failure, and everything but i guess i have to endure and deal with it myself.

nescafe - batanes

I've been struck by this tv ad since the first day i saw it. ofcourse thats because im a true full blooded ivatan. i never imagine that there will come a day when i can watch my fellow ivatan doing a commercial on national television.

there had been the time when i remember watching "hihintayin kita sa langit" which was the first movie i remember being shoot there... and lately as the century turns quickly and inovation and technology crawls up... there had been the movie "batanes" and the tv ad of dawn zulueta for "PH care". the only difference this time is we got to hear our language used in the entire ad. that made me proud to be one.

Felt like going home... "isang libo't isa man bagyo ang dumating... di ka matutumba... malalim ang kapit mo dito"

sabi nga... bumalik sa pinanggalingan...

huhuhu!... ku makey a mamatan...

farewell party

When the last breath of life is gone from my bodyAnd my lips are as cold as the seaWhen my friends gather around for my farewell partyThere will be flowers from those who cry when I'm goneDon't be mad at me for wanting to keep you till my life on this old world is throughYou'll be free at the end of my farewell party but I'll go away loving you

feelings and questions

i know days will come and go, maybe i'll grow old, but i will die for now. is it worth to be sad if it's harder to be glad to be alive? the trouble i have caused, i wonder where i belong, is it here?... as i look around this room, seeing worried eyes that know, its time that we cannot buy. was this worth the time to write?