security of tenure

bonds are meant to be broken and paid. whether what you have is permanent or not, the point is after the word.

backtrack

i think i'm gonna have to pass. i know i jinxed it. it was so premature. so silly of me. there was no need to be in a hurry. i only had to wait a hundred years. so before time runs out, i think am gonna go get myself a life first. now where i can buy some?

lost my pace

lately, i've been living in my backpack. out directly for class in the morning till the afternoon, i return the following day or days and unload my dirty garments. that was the routine. either i go home late or i don't go home at all. at times, i wish i never had to go home and tought times, i wish i never went home.

a long september

i don't know. but the song just stuck in my head. i remember singing it from inside while i'm waiting for my ride to end. i've been thinking and asking myself for things that i let slipped my hands. right now, i don't know if i made the right thing. what i do know, at that exact moment, i needed to and whatever it was, it brought me here. maybe this year's better than the last.

hydrochloric urine

i noticed that i've been spending much time, and i mean big time, inside every floor's comfort room. i barely have any idea why im doing it. besides, time is a luxury i cant afford. well, that was before. i think that's the reason why i can stare at my face without actually puking and smile for at least a split second. then one time, while staring blankly at the running water and causing the school's utility bill to inflate for a hundredth time, a classmate in philo entered the rest room. we said hi hellos and she went into one of the cubicles to take a leak i guess. after she was done, we bade farewells and see you speeches. while doing final retouches, i smelled something fishy and ulgky and for no obvious logical reason (yeah right) i peeked into the toilet bowl. good lord! the girl's a walking chemical reagent! i'm wondering if she was the one responsible for the disappearing chemicals. the culprit! that's why the lab staff has been charging us more! i think she took more than the required acid to make her pee yellowish green. well, that's what you get for being around with chemicals too much. you either beat 'em or join 'em. looks like her pee joined the waves of the sea, er toilet flush. i bet it would turn pink if she drank wine with 10% phenol red and 95% ethyl alcohol.

of zebra stripes

so i was like sitting there. standing maybe. when all of a sudden, i was shocked to see him falling [for me?] nah.. falling in line. hehe.. we like, uhmmm.. stayed in line for about 3 hours. but i could say, t'was all worth it since he was there. *grin* [a very evil grin] hehe... we won! champ for the first time? [i don't know. it's my first official year in my new division so i kinda don't know. fine. i don't know.] hehe.. i should have danced! yeah. like in a million years. if ever we.. cos i would probably.. and he would make me.. -the end-

big again

so they lined up for almost five hours? and yet in vain! they couldn't even get near the gates cos it's raining hard. the weather! it was torture.. argh.. my disease! it's killing me. argh. the pain. it's rising from my feet to my calf.. why do i have to suffer? and then, there i was, struggling amidst chaos and lunatics screaming for dear life... but i wasn't able to enter. i didn't have any pass. i felt little. i wanted to have that something so little, so i can be big again.

i won't tell

i just came from my three day retreat with the last night having gone through the sukob sa buhok. whatta experience! kapoy man magstorya. pero.. pramis. one stick is tantamount to one pad. i'd keep my eyes shut as if i didn't see. sayang! what a good way sana to start a friensdhip. over a cup of fire. pwede pahingi?

hoy buloy

nganong dili nako makita ha? ayusa pa gud nang imong patingog! abi ba nakog graduate ka sa... japan?! naunsa!

natuto na ako

oo. sobra. natuto na ako. talaga. ang susi sa isang masayang college life ay wag nang mag-aral. especially pag anatomy kasi wala rin lang kwenta. tama ba ako mga friends kong nosi balasi? yosi balani?

ashtray

so he brought with him a nameless skull that's worth a thousand confessions and a scolding. i couldn't believed it myself. i learned from the other through one of our rare encounters that he has a younger i-don't-know, a sister or a brother, whatever in one of the neighborhood colleges and that the dorsal part of the lowly skull has been jeopardized to become a functional ashtray. guess he smokes, huh? ain't that a surprise? beats me.