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Saturday, April 20, 2002

It's Saturday afternoon and I'm here in the office slaving away. I have Alison Moyet on my cd player as I slave away, folding hundreds of copies (more like 2,500) of the University's publication for our hoity-toity students' parents. Alison is yakking her head off about "going weak in the presence of beauty." I must say I can relate as my sister practically has to resuscitate me every time I look into a mirror. I am positively gorgeous, baby.
Comment if you must, but leave out the wisecracks.


Friday, April 19, 2002

I happen to like eggs but some people may prefer cows. Here is where you'll find them.
Enjoy. And don't forget to say Moo!


Wednesday, April 17, 2002

My state of mind as of this time regarding friends, co-workers, and everybody else in this world that I ocassionally run into: "I'm not asking for your love. I just need a little appreciation once in a while to make me feel less disposable."


Tuesday, April 16, 2002

Waiting. There are all sorts of stories, poems, songs, movies, and other works of art centered on the concept of waiting. I, for one, feel that every waking moment of my life is subconsciously a process of waiting for the right time, the right way, the right person, the right feeling, the right undefined ideal that will make everything better.
Here's an excerpt of a poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti. I love these lines and always keep them glued to my computer monitor so I can look at them when things are going a bit slow or are spinning out of control.
I am waiting to
get some intimations
of immortality
by recollecting my early childhood
and I am waiting
for the green mornings to come again
youth's dumb green fields come back again
and I am waiting
for some strains of unpremeditated art
to shake my typewriter
and I am waiting to write
the great indelible poem
and I am waiting
for the last long careless rapture
and I am perpetually waiting
for the fleeing lovers of the Grecian Urn
to catch each other up at last
and embrace
and I am awaiting
perpetually and forever
a renaissance of wonder.



Monday, April 15, 2002

Don't worry, it's still the same old me. The one who wrote the previous entry wasn't an impostor (who would bother impersonating me?) nor was I made to write the entry at knifepoint by a government flunky. I really want to believe that everything in government will be better this year. No special reason for this conversion.
I just paid my taxes. That is reason enough.




Call this a temporary loss of sanity, if you will, but I'd just like to get it out that as of today, 4:00 in the afternoon, I am optimistic about the government. I'm getting all these exciting vibrations of a future where every Filipino is truly happy, well-fed, healthy, and earning a good living. I believe that this vision will come true because our government is good.



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