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Tinitingnan nila ako

Habang nakapiring ang kanilang mata
Tinitingnan mo ako
Habang ang pangil mo’y nakahanda
Manhid sila sa katotohanan
Nalulunod sila sa kasinungalingan

Tao ka ring maituturing
Alam ko ang pag-asang sa’yo ay aking itinanim
Ang binhi ng himagsik sayo’y tumutubo
Putulin mo ‘yan
‘Yan ang papatay sayo
Traydor ang iyong kakayahan
Kakayahan, kaligayahan, karapatan, katapatan,
Kamatayan. Kalayaan?

Hindi ka nag-iisa
Ngunit hindi ka nila sasamahan
Kalokohan lamang ang aking pagpigil
Alikabok at kaluluwa
Tanggap mo na kung ano ka
Ikakasa mo ang baril, isang araw
Itututok mo sa bibig mo
Ngunit nasa daliri ng iba ang gatilyo
Mamamatay kang nakangiti, naliligo sa dugo

Habang inaangat ka
Ng mga anghel ng kalangitan
Malalaman mong mapalad ka
Mapalad ka pagkat maaga mong nalaman
Na nalalason ang iyong mundong ginalawan
At akala mo’y nahanap mo ang gamot,
Ikaw.

Nakangiti kang umaangat
Habang nakangiti silang naka-tango sa iyong bangkay
Umiinom ng alak, kumakanta, nagsasaya
Pagkat sa kanilang mga mata
Ang lason ay ikaw.

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And the “I was poor but I am now a rich bastard and makes money out of you worthless monkeys” award goes to…


MANNY VILLAR
Sige! Ikaw na tunay na mahirap!

For his excellent campaign ad that spits in the face of everyone who believes in him.


Poverty is inalienable, you prick!

What scares me is the fact that people actually believes in him and his platform. He is again using the poor people and giving ’em false hopes. I mean, poverty is inalienable! His hourly commercials are enough proof where the kaban ng bayan will be in the near future if you win.

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UGH! BV.

1. Unlike you, I am responsible and sensitive enough to at least make up for the things I did wrong. I know misery do love company but when someone really has nothing to do with it, please do not put the blame on her and just sit down while she clean up your mess.

2. I may not be as intelligent or as hardworking enough as you, but these people are my people; I care for them, unlike you- you, who don’t care about anything but yourself. And for the record, no one wants your position or even competing for them; you’re lonely up there.

There are two kinds of men and only two:
There’s the one staying put in his proper place
And the one with his foot on the other one’s face

3. And third, I know you’re stereotyped as religious because of what you say and you “do.” But I am sorry; your real actions don’t reflect them. I, apparently, am more religious compared to you. Saints give me goosebumps btw.

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LUMUHA KA, AKING SINING
Amado V. Hernandez

Lumuha ka, aking Sining; buong lungkot mong iluha

ang kawawang kapalaran ng alagad mong kawawa;

Ang ordeng iginagawad dapat sa mga dakila,

ay order na lamang ngayon mula sa pangulong daya.

Sa tatlumpo’t pitong taon, tila bahay itong sira

Na noong nagdaang buwan ay tuluyan nang nagiba.

Lumuha ka, habang sila sa palasyo’y nagdiriwang

Sa libingan ng matuwid, baluktot ay may libangan

Katulad mo’y Inang Bayan na nagmukhang si Bakekang

Katulad mo’y si Juana Change, binaliw ng kahirapan.

Kung ang bumuhay kay Panday at ang pumatay kay Panday

ay kasabwat nina Pandak, baka mabuhay ang patay!

Iluha mo ang sambuntong kasawiang nagtalakop

Na sa kultura’y pahirap, sa buwitre’y pampalusog;

Ang lahat mong kalinisa’y kamal-kamal na nauubos,

Ang lahat mong katapata’y sabay-sabay na natapos;

Masdan mo ang iyong dila, dayong wika’y nakatanod

Masdan Mo ang iyong diwa, pagkabansa’y nasa laot!

Lumuha ka kung sa puso ay nagmaliw na ang layon

Kung ang araw sa langit mo’y The True, The Good, The Beautiful;

Kung ang alon sa dagat mo ay mayroong I am Ninoy

Kung ang bulkan sa dibdib mo’y umusok ng New Millennium;

Kung wala nang maglalamay pati ang Erap for the Poor,

Lumuha sa I am sorry pagkat tuta kang inulol!

May araw ding ang luha mo’y masasaid, matutuyo,

May araw ding ang mata mo’y tuluyan nang manlalabong

tulad ng katotohanang umiiyak na ng dugo,

samantalang ang sikmura’y aserong kumukulo.

Sisigaw kaming artista—sa liyab ng libong sulo;

ang bungang hinog sa pilit ay tansong tubog sa ginto!

Watch the video. Please.
Artista ng Bayan, ngayon ay lumalaban!

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Ra-ra-rant!

THINGS TO DO (And why I hate them):

1. Theo SGA- I’m fed up with our theology and tons of things unrelated to my course that they are trying to fill my mind with. Given that most of these things are taught since we were in grade school and can easily be understood with common sense. It is also occasionally absurd.

2. Theo Report- Need to say more?

3. Appendicular Endoskeleton of Turtle, Cat, Chicken and Shark- This is the perfect way to fuck up one’s holiday. Give ‘em four skeletons to study while the rest of their family and friends are joyfully singing Deck the Halls and Auld Lang Syne. And you’re supposedly fucked up locked in your room studying femurs and humeri and other forsaken bones. Hay nako, no choice.

4. 50 vocabulary words- Ma’am, just so you know, freevocabulary.com has numerous flaws. You might wanna try scanning through them before asking your students to freaking memorize them. “Baffle” isn’t to frustrate, it is to be puzzled, bewildered, or something. And what the hell is this-> “eccentricity- n. Idiosyncrasy” Well, I mean what the hell?

5. Logic Post Test- Nuh, I don’t hate this. This one’s all right.

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This is usually the time when people write how great their year was and how they are all looking for another one; even though it had been a rough year. And it was for all of us Filipinos I guess, after Ondoy, Maguindanao Massacre, numerous deaths of local and foreign celebrities and political figures, unsolved publicized crimes and more. And here we are, of course, thankful that we are still standing, even though badly beaten; we still managed to show that they weren’t smart enough, tough enough, and good enough to take us down.

To the people who know me personally, thank you for being part of my life. Le’z cicc more azzez. IT’S BLUE MOON TONIGHT! STAY SAFE! 🙂

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MAX’S SIX SENTENCES OF AWESOMENESS

How tired I am of this unbearable distance between us.
How I long for the toll of the recess bell.
Have you forgotten me? Grown mindless of me?
Tell me I am not writing into an abyss.
Or that is what will become of my heart.

How I wish I can write like that. Sigh. Still busy even when I’m on vacay. Well, Happy Holidays! And good luck with your Christmas wishes. Mine’s kick-ass btw.

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