Wednesday, February 20, 2008

km 0

What is so special about this marker? Yes, it's fascinating because it is 0. But do you know where it is located? Every point in the country originates from this marker.

Every Sunday, I walk about 2.4 km from our home to do my stretching and start jogging from this historical place. Not a lot of Filipinos know that this special marker is just opposite Rizal's monument in Rizal Park.

This marker is very practical, too. I hold on to it while doing my routine exercises. Hahaha. From this point, I jog 1.5 km to the Cultural Center of the Philippines (CCP).

After another round of stretching at CCP, I trek back to the historical marker. I walk alone leisurely trying to capture the feel of a Sunday morning. There are many surprises along the way. I'll bring along my camera next time and show you the dynamic interactions of people.

Saturday, February 02, 2008

You Are What You Eat?

I am what I eat? In that case, I'd be a lot of things. I am a voracious eater. I eat almost anything. From the dreaded bitter gourd (ampalaya) to raw garlic.

There was a time that I did not eat REAL vegetables. My taste buds were friendly only to potatoes, tomatoes and eggplant (technically, the last two are considered fruits!). The rest were meat, red and white.

Vegetable to me was an alien concept.

But as I age slowly, vegetables seem like a long, lost friend. They are there all the while, giving me nutrition even as disregarded them.

There was also a time I pondered on becoming a true-blue vegetarian. But I love seafoods. So I abandoned the idea.

No matter. Food is food. I celebrate each meal as if it were the last. (Ooops, don't forget to say grace before and after each meal.)

Insalata Pacifica from Cibo

Friday, January 25, 2008

Sp Ed

I miss teaching special children.
It's funny but they're more mature than most adults I know.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Ways To Kill Your Lover

Originally titled, Ten Ways To Kill Your Wife, my artist-bestfriend and I decided to make an illustrated book. I would be the one writing the text and he would be doing the oil paintings (there was a planned exhibit, too).

Why such a project? (I hope he wouldn't kill me for this.) That was the time when his wife-to-be got pregnant. Unknown even to me, he started seeing an officemate and they became an item. I have always reminded him with the saying, "Walang lihim na hindi nabubunyag." True enough, I found out. He later confessed.

With the guilt riding heavily on his back, he wanted to express himself artistically. Preparations were made. Research was started. I scouted for art galleries for the eventual exhibition. Everything was going smooth.

Or was it?

When I thought everything was ironed out, the officemate-girlfriend proclaimed to the world that she was pregnant. A real-life tele-novela unfolded. But the pregnancy turned out to be a dud.

The ending?

He went back to his wife-to-be and they got married and they live happily ever after. Sad to say, it never happened. This is not a fairytale.

He ditched the wife-to-be, hooked up again with the officemate and defied all practical advice. More than ten years with the wife-to-be probably got him bored. Or he probably grew out of love. Who knows?

What about the project?

I threw away the text I started, canceled the exhibit and remained quiet. Though I tried to contact him, he avoided me for a year. Everything suddenly changed.

The Lesson: A simple lie is enough to kill. It could start a series of killings.

Lying to your partner. Lying to other people. Lying to yourself. Serial killing by lying. It then mutates into various forms until you could no longer control it. That's just one of the ways.

As you would soon realize, there are more than ten ways to kill your wife or lover.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Waiting

my phone on vibrate mode
placed solitarily on a table, waiting
a single text or call, none
none at all, waiting

so i stared at the phone,
sending out thoughts
vibrate, vibrate, none at all

i pause, waiting
then i touched the phone
it moved