Lunes, Nobyembre 11, 2013

never late


i already have told you this but saying it again anyway: i have stopped doing facebook.. and stopped mean deactivating (temporarily) my account last july 15, exactly a year to that unforgettable incident.. errr. but the date has really no relevance, i didn’t even know. pero why bakla, buhkett? apparently, it has been boring and thought the information im getting from every friend update's adding up a pile of stress on me (napaka-haffected ko nomon). nakakastress lang ang mga bali-balita it came to the point i got fed up. not to mention the parade of selfies that are so nakaka-hellerr?.. hanubei, gandang-ganda lang ba talaga sa mga sarili te? koko-inggit nomon! choss. excuse to those whoever this points a finger at but i get annoyed with selfies. i'm getting to think that these soc networking sites are becoming an avenue to spur narcissism among us but shrinking the substance. it made me remember this friend who was pushing me to visit her albums & Like her fotos. kafaal ng feyz! hanu ako fan, utusan ba? of course i did no stupid. but more are drawn only to their fishbowl of Likes and Comments that are very side supporting, or should i say, just for the sake of. not to generalize but, hey people..

call me a nerd (Nerd!), or a loser (Loser!), or gay (fuck!) but i really felt that i don’t belong there anymore. my good friends too are hardly ever be regular so what’s the point? i once told Dacota and another friend about this tirade and they also shared their varying thoughts.i have this notion that online friendships are no different than shitty quasi friendships; lacks depth and sincerity. there are exceptions of course. but if that is too presupposing then i don’t care, that’s how i felt and i trusted my intuition better than my seatmate. but who knows, i may get to be back sooner, say a year after?, when everything’s sorted out at least.. (as if everyone cares too!).


but life gets better even without facebook. am as to this point enjoying another site which i think is more motivating than scrolling down on selfies





yaz galfriends i’m on PR. and this site made me think i had been spending too much of my spare time clicking Likes and missed on this. so far it’s been quite interesting. this i suppose is what i’ve been looking for: an opening to date local men! i already have met three and more to come. isn't that exciting? 

just wondering though, because i put on my profile data ‘Gay’ but almost everyone there is ‘Bisexual’ even those power bottom sissies… bisexual? really? 

yes, i think they’re kidding me. LOL



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                                  fsf.org

Biyernes, Nobyembre 08, 2013

                                                   she is a stone brick                                                  

                                                         she is a stone brick
                                                            still as everything else
                                                            that lined the streets
                                                            that ran the miles
                                                            into her beautiful home;
                                                            long she's been there.

                                                         she is a stone brick
                                                            she smiles in peace
                                                            the creases that run on
                                                            her serene face
                                                            leading but nowhere; 
                                                            long she's been there.

                                                        she is a stone brick
                                                           that has lain in the nights
                                                           where the cold air breathes
                                                           some jolly joyful company
                                                           they then gather by the side;
                                                           long she's been there.

                                                        she is a stone brick
                                                           she came home one day:
                                                           "mama, make my bed up
                                                           sick am very i need to sleep.."
                                                           gone the outside she played;
                                                           long she's been there.

                                                       so mama made her bed up 
                                                          as she made up the bricks
                                                          piling it high at the waist,
                                                          where the other bricks 
                                                          on the garden—sat..
                                                          long they've been there.

                                                      she is a stone brick
                                                         that ran the miles
                                                         her serene face
                                                         that has lain in the nights
                                                         on the garden—sat..
                                                         long she'd been there.








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                                  layoutsparks.com