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 :)

Enrollment blues #2

Hoy, alam mo ba
Kanina pa ‘ko nakatanga
Walang ginagawa
Mukhang naghihintay saw ala
Noong Tuesday pa ‘ko
Nagmumukhang  gago
Nagbabakasakaling matawag ang number ko
Kaya lang nananadya yata
Talaga’ng tadhana
Thursday na ngayon
At ako pa ri’y nakatunganga
(Buti man lang kung may pang-lunch! Grrr!!!)

(for 2nd SEM, 2000-2001)
9th November 2000, (12:00 NN)

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