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The apolitical Moi

I have always considered myself apathetic to all kinds of ideologies. For me, what matters in life are kindness, the common good, and courtesy. I believe that each one has his or her own belief - be it in the way they conduct their lives, replenish their spirit or the way they part their hair. Thus, when I hear that there exists various movements such as feminism, radical feminism, and womanism, I begin to think that I am an ignoramus with a construed sense of what is the role of women in society.

I was educated one night by Mommie Car and Arms when I realized that I was really apathetic then because I always had strong women role-models in the family and I knew where the real power in the household was. I was part of a matriarchal family with very kind and sensitive men who just let the women have their way. Thus, I was not aware that women are being maltreated in more ways than one.

I am lucky since I was part of a family with strong-willed women – my mom, my lo…

"If I knew that I would meet you at the end eventually , I would gladly go through the rough road again and again... "

"Many lifetimes will pass, and I will never tire of finding you again and again... "

"Through many incarnations, I will love you again and again..."

"In my life journey, I will choose you to be with me, again and again...

...without end... without fail... without any ounce of doubt, you are more than the summation of my daydreams and ambitions... you are my love... "
"Go not gently....."

As I was listening to a mixed CD, I realized that one song was an excerpt from Dylan Thomas poem. Yes, that's a nice attitude to go by... "Rage, rage, against the dying of the light..."

by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on t…
Thoughts galore...

I am a fan of mainstream music. Guru Cads wanted to guide me to the light but no, I like Nickleback, and yes, I am a fan of Seether. But the song Kundiman, sang by the Jerks (ang staple ng UP Fair for many years) grew on me. I didn't like it at first but I find myself listening it every morning when I wake up. I guess, it's because it reminds me of someone :)


We watched the Eraserheads concert last Saturday. Yes, they made a tribute to Francis M (God bless his soul) by singing Kaleidoscope world. Every time there was a lights out , I sometimes hear, "Oh, napano na si Eli, baka sumunod na kay Francis.." ngar!


I ran the 5k yesterday with Vanene and Mamita. I think I made good time (40 minutes!) and Mamita ran non-stop withouth walking, whew! All I can say is... "Ang pogi!" hahaha... referring to Vanene's friend :)


The Watchmen movie was good. They did alter the ending but it was still good entertainment. But what …
You Changed My Life

My alibi for watching this movie is my mother dear. She was bugging me the whole week when I will come home so we could watch Sarah Geronimo and John Loyd's latest flick (Mama, watched a concert of Sarah all be her lonesome when I was in Minneapolis, that's a testament on how she's a fan of Sarah G). Being the dutiful daughter, I obliged (of course, at the back of my head, I really liked the first movie, A very Special Kind of love and I was also excited on the second installment).

The movie was short and sweet. Of course the first movie is still better but this movie as Vanene told me was more realistic. It also made me cry since the issues that Miguel and Loida faced in the move were the same issues I had eons back. I can relate and I can't let my mom see my tears hahahaha...

The group of Matet, Gio, et al were the backbone of the movie. Favorite lines in the movie:
"Ang haba ng hair mo..", then they proceeded to mimic a gang of…