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Isang araw, tinuturuan ni Lolo Pogi ang kaniyang apo na si Bogart upang matuto ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts.
Lolo Pogi: "Apo, kailangang matuto ka nitong Halo-Halo Martial Arts upang matuto ka ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts. Apir!"
Bogart: "E, Lolo Pogi, bakit po ako kailangan matuto ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts?"
Lolo Pogi: "Errr, para matuto ka ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts, kailangan matutunan mo ang Halo-Halo Martial Arts. Apir!"
Bogart: "Ganon po ba? Sige po, Lolo."
Lolo Pogi: "Apir ulet!"
We are always in love. However, do not get me wrong by saying that. I do not only mean it in a romantic way but in general. Love is a mysterious emotion that always confuses us and directs us to ways on how to express what it means. Nevertheless, the truth is we are being in love every day.
The Smiths looked at Andre with disgust. They refused to believe their vicious German Shepard would have ever attempted to take an innocent life. And to offer the remains of their precious Fifi as jerky was despicable.
She walks with modest curve, eyes recognizable and hair flowing. Her long, slender legs quietly seek out the ground, with one step gracefully before the other. Her hips sway from side to side like the soft melody of a Congo drum. Her luscious lips slightly curve into a small, secret smile, as she probably remembers of a private joke she had heard the day before.
Friday afternoon, the usual end of the week office meeting. I took a bus. It was a seven-hour ride from my province. I put on my earphone and begun listening to the list of songs in my iPod.
Perfection is impossible in this chaotic world. That's what they say. For when the days are bright and sunny, rain comes and that ruins the perfect morning. This is the formula that everyone knows about life and this makes us believe that everyone else look at life in the same way.
So, we squeeze our creativity and talent to weave a perfect silk that tells a story of sunny days and storms...
Malakas ang ulan. Ngunit umaaraw. May kinakasal na tikbalang. Tumayo ang mga testigo dahil dinemanda ang nanay ng bida dahil sa pagnanakaw ng bagoong kaya sinampal niya ang kaniyang aso dahil kinain niya ito ng hilaw. Nagkamot na lang ng ulo ang aso dahil hindi pa ito naliligo. Humatsing si Tatang. Si Tatang Namoh pala ang bida dito, binata pero meron siyang tatlong anak. Dahil inanakan siya ng tatlong babaeng hindi niya kilala. At ang tatlong anak niya ay inanakan din, kaya siya tinawag na Tatang Namoh.
As day pass me by, I can't help, but wonder how lost I am here. I don't feel at home. I don't feel at ease. Yes, people, I finally admit that being in the west is not what I can call "home". The east sounds so inviting, plus all of my friends are awaiting for my return! Life here differs so much from there. It's like being in another world. A world where time stood still and goes in slow motion. Being there gives me such a rush. A rush that I never felt before, not even back home.
Pagod na ang puso ko. Dahan-dahan kong ibinaba ang telepono. Magaan ang damdamin, pero mabigat ang puso. Gumaan, kasi, sa wakas nakayanan ko na ring tumiwalag sa isang nakakapagod na relasyon. Mabigat sa puso, kasi, kahit papaano, matagal-tagal na rin naman ang aming pinagsamahan at nasanay na akong nariyan lang siya sa aking tabi. Pero, kailangan kong isipin ang kapakanan ko at ng aking pamilya.
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