http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/ fluctuations Sat, 28 Jul 2007 08:45:00 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2007. Writing http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/49.html Sat, 28 Jul 2007 16:43:00 GMT Five p.m. It's that particular time when dusk is wooing everything that surrounds so that it can incorporate itself, subtly masking the deception. Before you know it, the sun has left along with the secrets of the day. And night has cunningly settled itself around you, around me, around everything, with a grip that is letting everyone know... that any minute now… it’s… it’s…time for supper. That's all really. Or maybe there’s something more to it. Maybe. The drama of the moment, could be, aside from… well, supper. I like 5pm's. It's a helpful divider. A subtle line in between the what had... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=49 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/48.html Thu, 28 Jun 2007 15:31:55 GMT Too much caffeine provokes a restlessness--this one detaches yet at the same time precipitates millesecond reactions. And the distant comedy of it all is insanely causing me to spurt giggles and them to cast raised eyebrows. This kind: Naunsa ka diha!@#? I'm certainly for that question. I wish I knew, really. But too much caffeine can only be referred to this afternoon, but that question, damn that question, it's beautifully timeless. Yez. Caffeine high, this is. I wish I was stoned though. But this is alright enough. Enough to indulge in this barrage of fleeting thoughts... I'm evening... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=48 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/47.html Sun, 27 May 2007 04:14:45 GMT As the hours accumulated into days until the weeks have become a collection of experiences, I found the ultimate party pooper in, well, me. So there it was already, everything beautifully laid down – thick plot, complicated character, and gripping climax. What else could I have wanted more? It was perfect as planned. It all has to do with the beginning of the second quarter. Two hearts fading, like a flower. And all this waiting, for the power. For some answer, to this fire. Sinking slowly. The water’s higher. Desire. The fact is it’s not as romantic as that. And if there’s... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=47 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/46.html Tue, 01 May 2007 18:13:48 GMT Like no other, May came. The sun shone, the birds flew, and the scent of breakfast entered my nostrils. A Tuesday, a holiday, it's Labor Day. Ah, diay... Only to find out later in the afternoon, the theaters are fully booked! Looks like Spidey's selling good. At the mall: Koreans in a shopping spree. At the coffee shop: a bizarre conversation of three Filipinas and two Filipinos in an interesting mix of Bisaya and English. On the table: my afternoon cup of coffee, a mag, a pen, and a notebook. Outside the glass window, in the sky: the sun gradually leaving this side of the earth, or is it the... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=46 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/45.html Thu, 26 Apr 2007 19:35:43 GMT Too many moments spent waiting for the rain. Tsk tsk Suddenly a faint thunder growls in the background. The time is now and April will soon be gone, three more days to be exact! The cocks crow. Spinning, spinning round and round. At this hour, the night speaks out in still frames obviously bereft of motion, gentle floods of light here and there slicing through the black air. More shadows and figures greet the eyes. These same eyes that won't surrender to sleep. Yet. At least not for the next twenty to thirty minutes. Surely now, the routine has been broken. And so I start singing to you... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=45 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/44.html Wed, 21 Mar 2007 03:47:12 GMT What the? Your life may feel like it's being divided into two portions right now - for instance, fun and boredom, business and pleasure, or maybe fulfilling and unfulfilling. Try to live with this duality and resist the urge to pick one side and stay there. There are positives on both sides that you might not be seeing right now. You have the mental agility to handle this balancing act, so use it. that damn internal disc in my head continues to spin what else is new. living in a virtual insanity.march marches in full of the unfinished busy-ness- of february. lola's death and her absence is... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=44 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/43.html Sat, 17 Feb 2007 11:06:57 GMT This she said to me repeatedly and always emphatically, "Put everything back to its own place so next time you need anything, you'll know where to find it. " That followed every time I misplaced something of hers: her super sharp dressmaker scissors, her Made-in-Canada stuff for the kitchen, or any of her exclusive-for-distributors issue of Mary Kay make-up and perfumes. Curious about this woman who had the same name with me, I kept following her around a lot, peppered her mercilessly with all sorts of questions that troubled my six-year old mind. It didn't occur to me then that... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=43 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/42.html Thu, 08 Feb 2007 09:38:38 GMT Here's a restless sight: a Pitbull who thinks she's, well, Darna (if you need proof, come visit our house in Gunob) and a horny Dalmatian. (no kidding) There was a shortage in males this year so poor Chua. She has to settle with who's around to be the object of her desire. Ebony. The little rascal half-Labrador who shares a common pastime with frogs and lizards. It's her thing to catch mosquitoes. And for that we sometimes let her get away with the crime she's guilty of, something to do with Rusie's garden. Silly dogs. Although like them, I've been pretty restless too. Restless... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=42 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/41.html Mon, 29 Jan 2007 09:05:37 GMT I have been stuck before. I’ve also been propelled before. SY 1998. Early college days. On my way home from school, I thought I heard sirens. Minutes later, I found myself whirling around inside the room with a candle dripping on my wrist. With thoughts pacing and eyes scanning, I had a distinct feeling I’m supposed to leave the room with something. But nothing registered. All I took was one hanger from the closet. I can laugh at it now but I still remember how awful that moment was. Nine years after that, here’s a thought: if there’s going to be another fire, (simbako simbako... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=41 http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/archive/40.html Sat, 13 Jan 2007 14:57:26 GMT So I got my heart broken at the start of the year. Luckily enough to my own good, time didn't stop for me. 2006 went on without ceasing to surprise time after time after time until its end. It was a year of meeting family, some for the first time so it had some extra relevant value to it. At that same year, we laid my grandfather to his final resting place. Somehow it's good that he finally rested yet strange because of all the space that belonged to him at the house. Now they bare his absence more bluntly than ever. My Lola looks for him and to this day still seems oblivious to his... (more) http://crazycharmed.blogdrive.com/comments?id=40