Friends, brothers and sisters, please help me pray for my sweet baby James. He has undergone operation on his lungs last Tuesday (July 29) at 10:30 in the evening. He is now confined in Evangelista Hospital in Pacita with a tube on his lungs to help him breath.
If you want to visit, he is on the 4th floor in Room 406 in the abovementioned hospital.
Thank you!
After being swallowed by my bed for five days, it finally had the distaste to spit me out and let me mingle with the air.
But before I even got sick, I tried to save him. That was what took me outside. But he kept running away.
I'm losing him because all the same mistakes have been repeated over and over. I'm sorry.
I'm done here now.
But I will still save him anyhow. No matter what.
A cool midnight breeze accompanied me for a smoke on a Tuesday. Yeah, sleep doesn't come easy these days. Luckily, she's back.
Welcome back home Xiao An!
I have loved her the way she has and may never wholly understand. I loved her, and I will love her still.
"The moon tells me your secrets... Catch me before I hide away..." -Reflection, Tool
It pays to be quiet...
...and humble, my old friend.
It's 3 in the morning. I lay myself to bed wondering, what'll be next? What'll happen tomorrow? The day after tomorrow perhaps?
Ah, questions. Questions that lingers in my head though the answers clearly present themselves in plain view. Questions that I long to answer but by choice, I do not. Why? Because I am a prisoner, a prisoner of an invisible war.
I have my notebook, I have my pens and I have my bullets. But where is my weapon?
Ah, I have but none for I have surrendered 'em all. I am now but a soldier without a gun, imprisoned amidst all the fun.
Who would've thought I'll be back in these streets? The same streets which cradled me for almost seven years. But it's different this time.
A new hand to hold. A new path to walk through.
I know, I ain't so good with words but let us just put it this way: BRING IT ON baby!
Me: Hon, 
may tatanong po ako sa'yo.
Amie: Hmm? 
Me: How do you keep the music playing? 
Amie: 
huh?
Me: 
How do you keep the fire burning? How do you keep the music playing?
Amie: Ah, when I start, I NEVER stop.
Me:
Kasi mahal kita.
Ganun kasimple. Pero, ganun din kahalaga ang dahilan kung bakit masaya ang buhay ko kahit puno ng ulo. Binigay ka sakin ni GOD para patunayan na hindi ako nababaliw sa gitna ng unos sa buhay ko. SIya ng dahilan kung bakit buhay pa ako pero, ikaw ang ginamit niya para magdala ng walang humpay na kasiyahan at katahimikan sa buhay ko. Nagsisisi ako at hindi kita nakilala dati pa. Napakabuti ko na siguro ngayon para mabigyan ng isang tulad mo. Tunay nga akong mapalad. Salamat Panginoon. Ngayon, masaya na ako...
kasi mahal kita.
