Times like these...

There are times in your life when you just get into a slump. There are times you can get so lazy that you can't even lift a finger. There are times that you just can't help but feel stupid. There are times that you just want to be left alone. There are times that you are so bored you just want to run wild in the streets. There are times you just want to cry in the rain. there are times that you just want to read a blog like this. and there are definitely times when you just wake up in the morning feeling refreshed and cheerful. And I like that best.

Have an Enterprising Summer

Have an Enterprising Summer

Summer. It is that time of the year again where people rejoice under the sun’s scorching heat and thank the high heavens (even teachers) for another school year that has ended. Finally, a well deserved vacation comes. But instead of bumming around in front of the TV and watching your entire DVD collection, why not try doing something out of the ordinary and even make some money out of it?

There are countless of things one can do to make some money. In fact, this productive summer project may be your ticket to greater heights. All it takes is a spark of creativity and inspiration from different things in your surroundings. Perhaps these suggestions may help jumpstart your summer venture.

Read more on this article in YP Magazine March 2006.

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By: Juno C. Olimpo

YP Magazine, March 2006

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Blogging and the Armageddon

Well, the tabulas administrator announced that the site will be inaccessible by users for awhile. So there will be no blogging for the meantime. That's why i am here entering anything that comes into my mind right now. hehe. Yes, Stupid actually! As if it is the end of the world and this is my last chance of blogging and publishing on the web boring absurdities in my life.

Speaking of end of the worlds, remember back in the 90's (one of the coolest decades ever!) when prophecies of the Armageddon are all the rage? Well, i just remember myself hearing all of those and recount how it feels to have paroxysms of terror surge through my spine. I remember myself fearing that it would indeed happen and would die without getting the chance of getting laid for the first time. Talk about dying a virgin!? Yes, i know. I was a moron then. I don't know anything better. Though I am ready to die now I guess.

Amazing how rumors like that can break the human spirit. Even the mightiest of all men would go down on their knees and weep, praying for his survival. Recounting the days and months that he has sinned and imagines the terrors that could befall upon him. I remember that a lot of people were tested at that time. The priceless thing is the look on people's faces when nothing happens on D-day. Then a couple of minutes or so, it's back to business. Picking up from where they left off after taking back all the embarassing stuff that they have said and done. And moving on as if nothing happened. Quite reminds me of our politicians actually.

Damn you religious fanatics!! Placing ads on newspapers and some other media that doomsday will come at a certain date at the strike of midnight. Damn gullible people. Believing such absurdities, hiding under the covers at midnight with a rosary in one hand and a sandwich on the other.

Or is it just me?

Lost

LOST

You wandered off aimlessly
to a deep dark cavern, lost.
Clumsily groping in pitch black.

Fumbling, stumbling on crumbling
rocks, you ceaselessly move forward
with bruised, bleeding limbs unnoticed.

A rush of anguish runs over
you, as you start to break into
tears. Body so tired. Heart so heavy.

Do not despair. Be strong.
Be calm. Soon, you will find the
light in the clearing.

After the rain

After The Rain

As the sun emerges
from the refuge of the clouds.
Warmth creeps in
to dispel the rainy day.
Life starts t glow again,
yet you are not here.

My insides stir...

I try to traipse on the grass,
to feel mud under my feet.
to bathe in dampness and filth.
to ground my spirit.
to halt my search for you
to satiate my insides that churns madly.

I still yearn for you...

Sunlight glistens on a
puddle of water.
Full of muck, rippling waves.
I scoop water out of the puddle
with my hand, hoping to catch
a glint of light that shines.

Like the light I try to catch, I still don't have you.

Atom Araullo: Making a Difference

Atom Araullo: Making a Difference

Like almost every other college graduate, Atom admits that he is currently undecided about life after college. “In many ways, it’s all sort of a crossroads e, diba? Yun naman ang pakiramdam ng marami sa mga graduates.” But while he is lost in the middle of nowhere, so to speak, he busies himself with different projects for Breakfast and Probe Productions on projects for Unicef. And he enjoys what he has now: every show that he is in has so much energy to offer and he tries to learn from his experiences doing those shows.

While most of his peers are preoccupied with their personal lives and careers, Atom Araullo is busy with his involvement in various youth organizations. “I really believe that there is a need to organize the youth so that they may mobilize themselves into becoming agents of change,” he says, the fire burning in his eyes.

Can't get enough of Atom? Grab a copy of YP Magazine March 2006.

By:
Juno C. Olimpo
YP Magazine, March 2006
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Exan Sharief: Prince and Pauper

Exan Sharief: Prince and Pauper

It's not everyday that you get to meet a full-blooded prince. But twenty-year-old Exan Sharief is as real as it gets, and even better.
A Maranao youth, Salic Abdulhamid Sharief, Jr. is part of a noble family in their tribe. But just because he is crown prince of his tribe, this does not mean that he has everything easy. He may have his perks but, he feels he has a lot of things to accomplish and to prove to the rest of the world, creating his own footsteps in his own little ways. “I believe it’s not a matter of how elite your family is but rather how well you utilize your resources. Honestly, I want to create my own footsteps in my own little ways.”

Want to Learn more about Exan? Grab a copy of YP Magazine to be released on March 2006

By: Juno Olimpo
YP Magazine, March 2006
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Nothing else to say but this

The universe does not compel me to write anything in this blog? but, why am i so itching to do so even if i don't have anything in mind to write? It is quite annoying actually.

Perhaps it is because i have been silent for a while and i want to break it. it is an endless cycle that everyone should try to break free from. and whatever this means, i do not know. i just would like to feel the keys n this board under my fingertips and i just want t hear the clicking of the keyboard. wierd isn't it?

Pretend you did not read this entry. Forget all about this. i will be deleting this entry son anyway.

sad

Life is such a bitch! and then you froth at the mouth...

Pag-agos - Up Dharma Down

Pag-agos - Up Dharma Down

At sa aking pagkubli

hampas ng araw pagdamdam ng gabi

tulog ang iyong mga kamay

di nako makapag antay

isang umaga muling aahon

at sisikat sa mga panahon

na tayong pang dalawa
masayang pagsasama

buong araw ng pag-agos
kailan ang huling unos
di alam kung tatakbo
O kusang lalayo sayo
isang umaga muli ng pag-iisa
walang mayakap at makasama
pusong pilit na sinugatan
landas kong karaniwan

drowse me up!

I am very sleepy right now. i am at the office. the busiest streets of makati seems to give that impression also. an impression of drowsiness and lethargy. I never felt this sedated at work ever.