Which poem are you? Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll Oh, you're silly! People probably think you're a bit kooky, but those nuts just don't realize that you've got a language all your own. But hey, you always bring a smile to people's faces.

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tasty

kasi bumili kagabi ng tinapay.. tapos sabi ni mama,
bibili daw ng tasty..

edi napaisip ako.. bakit naman "tasty" ang tawag dito?


bakit ang tawag natin sa tinapay ay

"tasty" ?

kasi kung tutuusin at titikman ang isang
pirasong tinaguriang "tasty" wala naman
itong kalasa-lasa. hindi ba ang kahulugan
ng "tasty" ay malinamnam.. masarap.. malasa kumbaga.

ang problema kasi sa atin, tinanggap na natin na "tasty"
nga ang itatawag sa minasang harina na naluto sa
isang pugon o oven.

siguro kung may palaman, e ok na tawaging "tasty" kasi
may lasa na.

baka ganyan din ang pilipino, feeling tasty minsan..

wala naman kalasa-lasa.

just a blog, nothing more than that

hello.. if by any chance you have stumbled upon my blog..
don't be alarmed.
these messages are mere fragments of my thoughts
these messages are lies that seem to be true.

i like to play in the present as much as i liked playing in the past.

i'm just hoping that you, the reader, may understand
may understand
may understand
that no matter how vague or clear the thoughts are,

no matter high or low the vibe
no matter how happy or sad the emotion

that your are currently looking at a blog..
just a blog, nothing more than that..

nothing out of the ordinary..

this is how i see the world before me.

and i hope that this is not how the world will see me.

perfect

sometimes it really is hard to know who 'iam
and i just want someone who could understand all my insanity
and at least believe the sanity that is left in me.
i feel that through my own diversity, i'am not unique
but i could be anyone.. or maybe a someone in your eyes.
i feel that being everbody else made the self disappear
and being everybody else is hard..

that is the insanity that this world brings to me.

people may see me as the loud mouth son of a *****
people may see me as the introvert who is withrawn from the outside world
people may see me as the lame and ordinary guy that has a name and is concieved by sexual reproduction.
people may see me as the kid who only knows to play and thinks of everything as a joke.
people may see me as the idiot who can't even tell pi and pie apart.


but who the hell knows who i really am..


well, i'm just a guy.. struggling to know his role in this world,
may it be saving people or just simply existing to be decomposed for earth's nutrients

the imperfections i have, make me a unique person.. where God may have made a mistake in creating me. i may be a defective product who doesn't stick to the programming that was made in me.

and i just wish that i would see the other defective product, and it may serve as my consolation..
i would thank God that He made another one of my kind, and in turn
will make my life perfect.

mag-aral

bakit lahat nalang ng bagay nagbabago?
gaya ko, isang magaaral..
bakit kailangan ko pa mag-aral..
hindi pa ba sapat ang simple addition na natutunan ko noong grade school..
ang pagkakabisa ng mga pangalan at petsa noong panahon..
at ang pagmemorya ng abc's at 10 little indians noong prep pa ako..

kaya hindi mawala sa isip ng mga mag-aaral ngayon..
ano pa kaya ang silbi ko sa paaralan?
parang halaman lang naman ako na nadidiligan kung kinakailangan ng mga hardinerong
nabayaran mismo ng mga halaman. at bakit ayaw nila gumamit ng fertilizer o pampataba
sa kanilang pagtuturo para mapabilis ang pumapasok na impormasyon .

masarap mag-aral, pero hindi na tayo nagaaral para matuto..
nag-aaral na tayo para makauha ng A sa card, magandang trabaho at kalaunan, maraming pera.
kaya minsan, nakakinis na ang magaral..
hindi na nga dapat pag-aaral ang tawag sa ginagawa natin..

wala din naman akong kilala na tao na nagsabing nagaaral siya para may matutunan..
minsan ang idadahilan niya ay
may test kasi bukas
finals na, baka ma kick-out pa ako
kailangan kong pumasa.. sayang naman ang pera kung uulit pa..

at ang dahilan naman ng mga teacher kung bakit mag-aral tayo ay
ganyan din naman kami dati, mas mahirap pa nga e..
sayang naman ang hirap ng mga magulang nyo sa pagpapaaral..
swerte pa kaya at nakakapagaral pa kayo.

hindi ko masikmura ang ganitong konsepto ng pagaaral
kung saan, nakikita ang natutunan mo sa pagbilog ng mga letra
at pagsulat ng mga talata o pangungusap sa papel.

hindi ko naman sinasabi na huwag na tayo mag-aral..
ang nais ko lamang ipamulat sa lahat ay hindi na
tama ang nagiging consepto ng tao sa pag-aaral at
ang iskwelahan.

isa rin akong mag-aaral na nais makakuha ng A
sa card, magandang trabaho at maraming pera..
pero hindi naman yata tama na isugal ko ang
edukasyon sa isang konseptong nabahiran na
ng dungis at diskriminasyon dahil sa kompetisyon
ng mga tao.

isa akong pilisopo na nakakapansin ng mga mali
sa lipunan, at isa rin akong gago dahil wala
akong magawa tungkol dito...

-just a blog, noting more than that