Discreet Confessions

September 24, 2012 § 18 Comments

I often wonder what my life be like

If I hadn’t destroyed that innocent life

I do deserve this sad, pointless state

For you didn’t even have a choice to make

 

Now I bare the sins I made

So distant my selfish dreams at stake

Finding luck is too far away

I had chances, but there’s still a debt to pay.

 

Uncertain Pigment

June 20, 2012 § 11 Comments

This page has gone dormant Searching uncertain pigment An absolute insanity Seeking for my reality…

Disguised Courage

April 30, 2012 § 13 Comments

Walk into a room with  head held high

Petty dialogues until the mind runs dry

In seclusion rest the truth harshly

Disguised courage I see through me.

Decade Late

April 28, 2012 § 30 Comments

I never talk about my relationships here

Someone specific might see, I fear

You see, we’re close to a decade

And back to strangers we seem to fade

I hate the way he has become with me
And only with me

The ugly snaps and hurtful words
he says it only to me.

Yet soft tones and friendly smiles he gives away even to passers by

I have long pondered to free me

For thoughts once acted are too heavy.

Toughest Place

March 15, 2012 § 15 Comments

Two weeks ago, my boyfriend recommended me to watch this BBC documentary, Toughest Place to be a Bus Driver.  He is an editor in one of the local news channel in our city so he was saying that the output was so well done and found out that it was all shot by one camera man.  It’s pretty remarkable work but setting aside the creative technicalities of the video, a London bus driver Josh West  came to the Philippines to try to drive a bus but to his surprise he got to drive something different. The film also introduces the audience to the disappointingly sad realities of  poor Filipinos.  It’s the first time I cried on watching a documentary.

I won’t spoil the film so I won’t say much.  It’s worth your 60 minutes.

Today: Earthquake and Tsunami Scare

February 6, 2012 § 28 Comments

This morning around 11:49, I woke up as I felt my bed shaking.  As I laid, I wondered if it’s my dog scratching vigorously under the bed. As I sat down, the entire bed was shaking! I sat there and waited.  Until few seconds more, it didn’t stop.  I could hear someone outside yelling that the hanging light fixtures is about to drop.  It lasted for around 30 seconds or more… I then thought, what if a tsunami will follow?! How can we save ourselves?  As I recall, seeing videos of Japan’s massive tsunami and earthquake.

I typically don’t tweet often but after that, I tweeted “earthquake just woke me up!”  I then realized numerous places where it hit.  Then a tsunami alert came!  I am like, NO this must be false news!  It was true after all, but I discovered only around 3pm that it was lifted.  Whew, good thing.  Until now, we still feel the after shock.  It scares me. I’m not ignorant of nature’s capabilities of destruction.

I ‘m lucky that I was home during that happened.  I saw in the news that it was difficult for others cause they were at work, school or out in the streets. Five people died as reported and several false news scattered.

That’s it for now.  I pray that all will be okay.

no words to say, only a song to play

January 31, 2012 § 20 Comments

i still don’t know how to start this.. i have no words to say on how i feel..

but this song came in to mind. i share to you all.

the melody – exactly how i feel

the lyrics – i couldn’t have said it better.

“The Ice Is Getting Thinner”

We’re not the same, dear, as we used to be.
The seasons have changed and so have we.
There was little we could say, and even less we could do
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you.

We bury our love in the wintery grave
A lump in the snow was all that remained.
But we stayed by its side as the days turned to weeks
And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we’d speak.

And when spring arrived
We were taken by surprise when the floes under our feet bled into the sea
And nothing was left for you and me.

We’re not the same, dear,
And it seems to me
There’s nowhere we can go
With nothing underneath.
And it saddens me to say
But we both know, well, it’s true
That the ice was getting thinner
Under me and you.
The ice was getting thinner
Under me and you.

antagonistic me

January 31, 2012 § 5 Comments

(my instant thought after a difficult….)

things has to change
so must i
enough with the fantasies
it must die
antagonistic i may be
you’ll thank me soon
you will see

scribblingsummer

January 29, 2012 § 10 Comments

Added another site called, scribblingsummer

scribblingsummer

This site, I dedicate to my little and sweet dog named, Summer.

My other passion is taking photographs and I hope you visit and follow the site.

Sending Love,

Scribblinghermit

 

Old Man’s Drama

January 24, 2012 § 26 Comments

I think it’s not worth it to post it here about what happened earlier at a coffee shop.  But I need to vent out just because this incident irritates me.

Four days ago I saw my friend who I haven’t seen for months, her name is Natalie and we used to be in the same company.  That instant she wanted to have coffee but I had another appointment so instead we planned our coffee date next Monday.

Monday came, we planned to meet at the mall’s coffee shop.  I arrived there first, I saw at a distance there was a vacant table so I asked the gaurd if it was vacant, and it was.  As I sat there, I thought if I’m gonna order now or later, so I decided I’m gonna wait for her so we can order together.

About ten or fifteen minutes had passed and still she wasn’t there, but it was just fine with me until…
A tall, old white guy (foreigner with an accent) with maybe his local girlfriend came to the picture.  He went to order as his girlfriend or who knows maybe it was his daughter was left there standing. I was texting Natalie, then suddenly he asked me if I’m a customer there, “Yes.” I said, “I’m just waiting for someone.”
” We gotta sit and I ordered something. ” he said showing me his number with a receipt. I said “Yes I’m gonna order, I’m just waiting.”  Then the girlfriend with an angry tone said “lets talk to the manager.” I just looked at then with a blank stare ( but I was waring my sunglasses so) then I saw them both talking to an employee, maybe it was the manager, I don’t even know. I looked the other way looking at the passers by and waiting for a text message. The old guy again, I saw him standing in front of me and I heard him say, “she’s writing something.”  That time I was texting Natalie about the situation. I realized that he was talking to his girlfriend ( letting me feel that I should leave, I guess ).  Blah blah blah whatever the big deal is, why they can’t find another table. Next to me a table sitting there was a girl reading a book, the drink was already finished, why don’t they bother her. Anyway, a waiter came and asked me if I’m gonna order.  I said ” Yes, if I wanted to order a while ago I could, but I wanted to wait for my friend, and get this table.” He just wiped the table and smiled after. In my head, I like going to this place, I am a frequent customer. I don’t have quarrels with anyone.

Natalie called, she was at a different branch of the coffee shop (opposite side of the mall) but with same name, I just laughed and asked her if its the coffee shop across Yellow Cab, she was like “oh gosh I’m a different place” she told me she was there for a while already waiting for me, and she even left her phone and someone gave it back to her (she had her own dilemma as well) .  Came time we ordered, the old guy was still there talking, I was like smiling, at that time I didn’t care about him.  After we ordered Natalie and I went on chatting, when he came out he gave me a look again, I’m like, too bad. Really, over a table they could have saved all the drama.  I just realized that earlier when the table was vacant, I even asked the employee if it was vacant before I sat down.  I mean, there was no one there sitting and I asked if it’s okay to have that table. Save me from being nice, please!

If it was the other way around, I wouldn’t even have the nerve to ask him if he was a customer. I would have looked for another table, if there’s none, I’ll find another table, maybe wait, or decide on another coffee shop.  Simple, no drama,  no mess.

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