These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Summer Enrollment blues #1




Oh God, ineligible na naman si ako
Ba’t ba ‘ng buhay ko’y lagging ganito
Pasakit na naman ang pagkahahabang mga pila
Not to mention ang mga oras ng pagtunganga
Kainis naman, ano ‘be ‘to!
Daig ko pang nag-extend ng Biyernes Santo
K’ya lang . no choice, ‘ala talagang magawa
Kundi ang pumila, maghintay, ngumawa!


(outside FC 3142)


16th April 2000


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