Thursday, November 22, 2007

Boombox Tropezz

What do you do when you're stressed and bummed out from work? Then use the company's event to water it down with fun and alcohol with officemates.

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Infernal Tonic
4 Megapixels
400 ISO
1/250
2.5f

Boombox Eastwood


Got hammered really well that night. I enjoyed the sights and sounds, thanks to Margarita King's shot Me Babies... Then off we went to Jack's Loft (an ample name) to cap the night with food and drinks. Then, thinking that the night wasn't finished, we dashed to Katipunan to water the whole night's buzz with several Red Horses and Granmas at the Meatshop. No wonder we ended up sleeping over at Armi's place in Antipolo.

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Jett Pangan
4 Megapixels
400 ISO
1/500
2.5f

Friday, November 09, 2007

Lines and Rules


It's all about lines. The finish line at the end of a challenge. Waiting in line for a chance to be on the spotlight. And then there's the most important line, the line separating you from the people you work with. It doesn't help to get too familiar. To make friends. You need boundaries between you and the rest of the world. Other people are far too messy. It's all about lines. Drawing lines in the sand, and praying like hell nobody crosses them.

At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out, they fence you in. Life is messy, that's how we're made. So you can waste your life drawing lines or you can live your life crossing them. But, there are some lines that are way too dangerous to cross.But, here's what I know: If you're willing to throw caution to the wind and take a chance, the view from the other side might be spectacular.

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Intimacy is a four syllable word for: Here is my heart and soul, please grind into a hamburger and enjoy. It's both desired, and feared. Difficult to live with, and impossible to live without. Intimacy also comes attached to various things. There are some things you can't escape. And other things you just don't want to know.

I wish there were a rulebook for intimacy. Some kind of guide to tell you when you've crossed the line. It would be nice if you could see it coming, and I don't know how you fit it on a map. You take it where you can get it, and keep it as long as you can. As for rules, maybe there are none. Maybe the rules of intimacy are something we have to define for ourselves.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Encounter

Last night

As I was walking past your office building
you chased after me

you said hi. I said hello
You asked if I was okay, and I weakly said yes.
You smiled and I was okay.

I want to make a step after all.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Shackled. curled.

Never expected to feel this so soon. So foolish. I am cloaked with confusion and at the same time with fear. I am not supposed to feel this way with you. But, every signal in my body , every electrical impulse that speeds past my nerves convulse with elation.

Wounds are wounds even if they don't hurt anymore. And yet you still poke it with your fingertips. You don't know where I came from nor I with where you're from. But, we are heading towards the same direction.

I am staked where I am. I fear making a step. This shoudn't have happened anyway. Damn you, this is all your fault.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

All Hallow's Eve

An unbelievable season of loss and gain. Never expected to survive. Surprisingly, my life is not that spooky like before. Perhaps, I have been through worse to consider menial things to be horrendous.

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The Make-up Artiste
2 Megapixels
2.5 f
ISO 100
1/500
October 27, 2007

Thursday, November 01, 2007

We all need answers

They say I have the gift in finding answers for other people regarding their lives.

But, I never find answers for my own.

I just need one. At least once.
to have someone find answers for me.
in this crazy little world.

Just once
someone might just happen to pass by
and share his umbrella
and hide me from this unrelenting rain.