Buhay Talaan ni Felipe - 2

Mamaalam, tala kong may ngiti, saglit lamang, may huling habilin, sa gitna ng yong paglalakbay, sa dako mong ihihimlay dalhin ang payapa't pangakong wagas. Patawad. May lunas pa araw nananamlay mong diwa s'yang may gamay ng malay mong tilang hiram. Itong minamataa, daang tinitimbang, dala, tang kong alay. Mamaalam sa mundong kay lupit, sadya kayang nilihis sa pait. Sa gitna ng yong paghihimlay, manlako kang maghihintay. Dalhin sa paaglitis. Taglay ng tamis. Paalam. ["Alay," Aia de Leon]

miƩrcoles, enero 05, 2005

I only have one tablet of antibiotics left reserved for tonight. This means my treatment is almost over and well (and legal) enough to drive myself to the mall. I can't go back to work yet, tho. My Mom insists that I resume work on Monday na lang. And you won't hear me complaining. Kekekekeke. I'm not as bloated as when I got back home from the hospital, thanks to the fiber supplement. But I still look disgusting.

Together with the Metro Mag, I bought a book called Sleepless in Manila. It's a book written by insomniacs, for insomniacs. I can relate to it. It's a good read, actually. My problem is after reading an essay, aantukin ako... at 2 in the afternoon! Ironic, isn't it?

At may Philippine Ghost Stories volume 6 na!

And speaking of ghosts, I just discovered something odd about a picture I took of my nephew months ago. If you wanna see what it is, just email me.