The Good and the Evil

I was once called Joyce Evil and I believe people still call him Jeff Good. ;-) But we get along too well anyways

Restless by Cecilia Borromeo

It is that perennial immateriality dwelling between living and dying

crouched in the corners and grappling by the hinges

only to remain unseen;

We weave our web of what we believe we understand

of the relationship of our acts and events

only to remain misunderstood;

From that odd wisp of steam of heated discussions

to the urgent hiss of a new page calling;

I teeter on that thin ice --

That single space of uncertainty --

And I ask

“What am I doing here?”.

We are Family!

I think I really found a way to keep my brother and Willy from watching TV while I’m doing the housework, and that is playing music that they like! I didn’t realize that would be the result of it until this weekend. We woke up at 9am on Saturday and I played the songs on the new CD I bought. I was playing it from the laptop on my room and my brother came out from his room and turned the TV on. And I told him, ‘Can’t you see, I’m listening to music, turn that off!’. And he did, not out of fear but of goodwill seeing that I’m preparing breakfast for him. Hehe..

 

Suddenly, as I was cooking, I felt they both were uneasy just sitting on the sofa and listening to the beautiful love songs. Then they both set off to do something, Arjay went back to his room to fix his things, and Willy prepared his baggage for Singapore, also doing some house work themselves, while humming or singing with the music. I was a bit surprised about my discovery and smiled secretly. I don’t need to push their asses to throw out the garbage or put things in order. And now Saturday morning will always be ‘Music Morning’! Leisure time comes later after all the housework.

 

One of the songs in the CD is “My Love Will See You Through” by Marco Sison. I remember my father singing that to me when I was still in college. Below are the lyrics.

 

My Love Will See You Through lyrics

by Marco Sison

 

When friends turn their backs on you, And you're so helpless, You dont know what to do, I'll be on your side to comfort you, My love will see you through, When the tears are in your eyes, And you feel like you wanna cry, Just reach out and i'll be around to understand, When you stumble and fall, And you need a shoulder to lean on, All you have to do is call, And i'll be there with a helping hand, When the road seem so long and endless, And all you see is nothing but darkness, Dont give up just walk on, Have faith in your heart, For my love will see you through

 

My love will see you through, When you reach for your star, When you cross the deepest sea, When you climb the highest hill, my love will always be with you, In everything you do, In every step you'll make, In every road you take, Don't be afraid to follow your dreams, For my love will see you through

 

Next week, 3 Feb 2011, he’s turning 48, and he said they will visit us. Hope they’ll go as planned as my leave applications have already been approved!

Remembrances

He walked past beside me. His hair is long and grey and straight, almost below the level of his lungs. I think his name is Jesse, I can't remember, he was one of the guys playing their guitars during cultural events in the university, singing freedom songs, they never tire of these, they've always loved it anyways, and when I saw him again yesterday while walking, I felt he still have the same passion, and I envy him.

When I realized it was really him that I know a long time ago, not as a friend, but maybe, a brother in principle, I tried to speed up my pace to catch up with him, but he's too fast. And after months of not going to the same place to walk or jog, I felt I'm running out of breath. He started to get smaller and smaller from my vision, and its getting dark. I noticed his head is tilted to his right, as if there is some weight on the right side of his body making him do so. After a while, I saw him take out from his pocket a piece of paper? What is it? It might be a poem, a list of names, an agenda for a meeting. He might go to Vinzons Hall or maybe somewhere else. I cant catch up with him anymore. Its getting dark.

After a few minutes of walking, I saw him again, hugged a woman, a friend maybe, accompanied by a man, and they all walked/ jogged together. And I felt relieved. I didnt know why. Its getting dark at that hour. After circling the academic oval for three times, its time to go home. Next weekend, I hope to go back again. I might not see him again but there is always that same nostalgia that will never go away.

Aurora Vacation 12.24.10 - 01.01.11

Had a great holiday in my hometown, was able to visit Ampere Beach with April as well as Dinadiawan both in Dipaculao Municipalities- very secluded beach facing the Pacific Ocean. Hehe, it's nice to be there to relax, but not the ideal beach where you can swim - it's not the regular sandy beach, it's a rocky beach. ;-)

Sana next year ganto ulit, will be able to spend Xmas and New Year with family and close friends.

Im still on vacation mode.. Anyways, its just the first week of the year. Next week hopefully is going to be a full take off for work stuffs. Oh yes, I have a deadline! I wont have any excuses anymore.. Bad..

Sascha, Dagul & Sophie

My dear Sascha is so beautiful! (",) I love her. Hehe..