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!"
What would you do?
In fifteen days, summer vacation will be over.
A feeling that says, "sigh... what will life bring me today... what will make me happy today?"
It's time to reflect, time to move on... look forward to things that re-energizes our soul.
Ahhh... the beauty of nature, the beauty of life enjoy the colours and moments of life while it lasts.
Enjoy the moment.
Another long lonely night, eight o'clock in the evening, sitting in front of a television watching some silly, boring soap opera. I am not even paying much attention as I wonder where I would spend the rest of the night again.
September 23, 1990.
I am yearning... yearning for the time when I will have enough power to destroy this world. This filthy unpurified place you call HOME.
His walk from the water edge to the rock where I sit was like forever. Then, I felt his warmth, his skin lightly touching mine. He sat next to me. Gently, he took my hand, kissed it, and pressed it against his chest. I froze. I felt my hand sweat. The back of my hand could feel the rapid beating of his heart while he rubbed his palm on mine with his other hand.
There are moments between people when something happens, something non-physical, non-verbal, but mystical. It often doesn't make sense within the normal considerations of what usually contributes to such connection with the key factors being time and shared experience.
I have become the suggestion of a stranger... the invited intruder.
Where is the phantom entrance to somebody’s somewhere?
I am fading from view.
I am nothing but a flicker.
I am nothing but a speck of dust, floating and shimmering in the air.
I am in the middle of it all just like you.
While cooling down after my usual run, a sexy blond girl with blue eyes captured me like armed robbery. She stared at me intensely and said...
She smiles with her dreamy eyes.
"I love the rain."
"Even when it makes the power fail?"
He asks as he wipes a raindrop off her nose.
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