Lately

I've been so sleepy that I couldn't stay awake past 9:00 pm.

I'm practing my computer, writing and typing skills. Flash & website design, poems, and 80-90 words per minute.

I'm having a difficult time coming up with activities, arrangements and preparations each T-TH to head the FA Practicum class.

I've been thinking of what I want to do in the future.

I get happy whenever I get to see this someone. A happy "Why do birds suddenly appear" type of way.

I'm spending my free time in the Ateneo Placement Office.

I've been conditioned to automatically move to answer whenever I hear a phone ring.

I have this longing to teach children

I have the urge to join any contest available, try all sorts of stuff.

Promises I've made are catching up to me.

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it's not the best poem I made, but who cares...

Torpe
by Milo Angtuaco

Dumaan ka na parang
ulan sa tagtuyot;
binuhay muli ang
damdaming nalanta na sa
unang init ng pag-ibig.

Bawat patak ng
iyong salita’t galaw,
likidong kayang pukawin raw
ang uhaw sa aking puso, ngunit
nangangamba akong sipsipin ang
enerhiya nito dahil maaaring
‘di pala ito totoo.