hehehe ang dami ko na palang posts sa lamang utak hashtag ko yet they barely get notes. ok lang nakakaaliw i-back read ang sensible and stupid posts ko way back 2010-2011.

The man that made me realise something

While sitting inside a famous coffee house in the metro, I saw a man at the register buying coffee. His clothes are tattered and it looks like that the coffee he’s going to purchase is not his rather to someone whom he works for.

I realised that he is as real as he is. He does not need to pretend who he is in front of the society and the people around him- in that case, the expensive coffee house. He does not need to please and carried on to his task. It made him admirable in my eyes.

The baristas serving him treated him as a normal customer. While most of us might think that “because he is a customer,” I feel that there is a deeper situation behind it: not all baristas are at the top of the society and some might be experiencing the same situation as that man, and treating him in a manner that is the same to all customers is a sign that in our society we need to look beyond what our eyes see.

…then I felt that I need to be more like him.

Okay?

Ewan ko sayo. 

#bird #cute and it perches on your finger, lovely! 🐦🐤🐥

send a color on anon or not

Scarlet - I like you.

Teal - I’d date you.

Red - I love you

Pink - I could stay on your tumblr the whole day.

Yellow - You’re amazing.

Purple - I miss you.

Blue - I want to meet you.

Lilac - You’re cool.

Brown - I don’t like you.

Green - I like your tumblr.

Black - I hate you

White - Delete your tumblr.

Lavender - give me your mortal soul/skype

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Ako, Ang Tindero, at ang mga Namamalimos sa Jeep

Kaninang umaga habang papasok ako sa opisina, may umupo sa pasukan ng jeep. May dala siyang bata at mga tambol - mga namamalimos na Badjao. Hindi naman sa atin kaila ang kanilang ginagawa ngunit kanina ay kakaiba ang aking napansin.

Mukha akong malinis kasi papasok ako sa trabaho. Ang katabi ko sa kanan ay isang tindero na may dalang styro box na maaring naglalaman ng mumurahing ice cream okaya pan de sal.

Nakapikit ako, nagtulog tulugan para kunwari diko nakikita at naririnig ang paglilimos, may nakapasok din sa tainga ko na earphones para talagang hindi ako “pansinin.” Nung huli akong nakaranas ng ganun, binigyan ko ng tinapay yung bata, at sa ibang okasyon binigyan ko ng limang piso.

Kanina ay naging maramot ako. Bumalik sa akin ang pagiisip na hindi sila dapat bigyan ng pera dahil bukod sa labag ito sa batas, binibigyan kasi ng buhay ang maling ekonomiya ng panlilimos (na madalas ay alam nating hawak ng sindikato).

Minulat ko ang aking mata at nakita na ang katabi kong tindero ay nagbigay nang kanyang baon sa batang nanlilimos (hindi yung nakaupo at nagtatambol). Sabi niya, “Kainin mo na agad iyan!” sabay ngiti sa batang marungis at nakakaawa.

Tinamaan ako sa ginawa niya, naalala ko yung “social experiment” na nasa Youtube kung saan nanghihingi ng pizza yung tao dahil gutom ngunit di siya binigyan ng mga kumakain at ang pulubi pa ang pumayag na magbigay (kung tutuusin medyo mayabang naman ang paghingi niya kaya siguro di siya binigyan ng tao. Maraming butas! :P). Napaisip ako kung tama ba ang ginawa ko.

Nang makuha nung bata ang tinapay, inabot niya ito dun sa nagtatambol.

Hala.

Ang nagtatambol, nagulat.

Ang sabi ng kanyang mga mata, “ano ‘to?”

Mukhang ang inaasahan niya ay pera, at ang mga sobre. Nakita ko ito sa kanyang mata at pagtataka.

Bumaba sila ng jeep pagliko ng Meralco-Capitol Commons.

Napaisip ako lalo. Sino ba ang tama? Ang taong nagbigay ng tinapay? Ako na iniwas ang sarili sa pagbigay? Tama ba ang lipunan para husgahan ang tao sa “social experiments” at ilinya ang aking pagiisip at opinyon sa ganung mga bagay? 

“Do we have to give in order to receive if the ones that we give to abuse and take advantage of us?” Malamang any sasabihin ni Mother Teresa ay “give anyway.” There is never an area of black-and-white. We’re always in the grey area and the gravity of blackness or whiteness varies in every action or thought that we do or have.

Siguro ay pagdadasal ko na lamang sila. Hirap!

good evening. am still affected by the mh17 tragedy.

live fast ohhhh you gotta die young!

octoswan:

I made these as a way to compile all the geographical vocabulary that I thought was useful and interesting for writers. Some descriptors share categories, and some are simplified, but for the most part everything is in its proper place. Not all the words are as useable as others, and some might take tricky wording to pull off, but I hope these prove useful to all you writers out there!

(save the images to zoom in on the pics)

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Porfolio updated! Yes! After many “years”

amethystmage asked:
Guess what? I finally got the 13 book on kindle! I am so excited!

how is it? huhuhu I envy you! i still haven’t got the 10th. This is the consequences of a working person! haha you don’t get to do stuff you like.

#pogi hahaha :P

jerardeusebio asked:
21:Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.

There is this overwhelming dejection for each rejection that I make. It is in contrast to what people hear, that the heartbroken ones suffer.

I beg to differ.

You see, each heart you break, you wreck bridges that are built or will be built. It may be upon love chances but friendship’s not worth throwing away just because of a heartache (which happens a lot, especially for others who easily tend to feel awkward after some unrequited feelings). and for me, that is a major loss.

Not proud of it but I’ve had my fair share of these, and it is real hard.

Some are persistent though.
jerardeusebio asked:
2:Talk about your first kiss. LOL

It was… peculiar, the “what to do” feelings. haha! Go go not anon! (- -,)v

i want to write but I can’t right now.