On how I met Fernando Torres…
July 20th, 2011 § 5 Comments
Things were not working out. It was 8pm and I was staring at the Petronas towers while my Italian boss was giving the taxi driver an earful. He cheated us. We were staying at Hilton Kuala Lumpur and here we were in the middle of horrible rush hour traffic in the center of the city. I looked at my watch and felt so hopeless. I wasn’t going to make it. The team will leave Bukit Jalil by 9pm. It will take them 30 minutes tops to get back to the hotel. I didn’t even know where it was. Heck, I didn’t even know if the training was really at 7pm. Mika told me that was the time Arsenal and Liverpool trained during their recent tour here in Malaysia. What if Chelsea chose another time? « Read the rest of this entry »
You being in love (E.E. Cummings)
February 15th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
you being in love
will tell who softly asks in love,
am i separated from your body smile brain hands merely
to become the jumping puppets of a dream? oh i mean:
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A Japanese Love Poem
February 14th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
I should not have waited.
It would have been better
to have slept and dreamed,
than to have watched night pass,
and this slow moon sink.
After (Niña Ann G. Suba)
February 14th, 2012 § 1 Comment
if you must know
how things have been
since he left.For six weeks,
I did not make my bed.
Then, the sheets
began to smell. « Read the rest of this entry »
Ang Maisisilid sa Bulsa (Eugene Evasco)
February 12th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
Naninilaw nating larawan;
Talutot ng ilang-ilang;
Mga dahon ng santan;
Tatlong malagkit na tansan;
At turnilyong kinakalawang.
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the year so far – of dragons and other tales
February 12th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
Ha! So it took this long to finally write again but I am back! We pick up where we left off, the 3rd week of January when we had guests from Manila.
It was a full week of dinners, drinking and going around HK. One time we went to Mongkok to show a teammate the Ladies’ Night Market. Surprisingly, one of the streets had a bunch of street performers! I never knew that before. This one in particular had a band who performed songs and had some birds on display. Strange.
To someone who has never been caught (Edgar Calabia Samar)
February 11th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
This is my memory of shadows:
like some forgotten regions
of our souls, they ran after us
or left us behind
in our childhood games
of hide-and-seek
where you always disappeared
behind the same non-flowering bushes
that will remain nameless for us. « Read the rest of this entry »
The Coin
February 7th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
It was a joke.
We were out that evening,
as we always were then.
You were speaking to me from the ground
where you decided to make yourself comfortable.
We were freezing, famished,
figuring how the night will turn out.
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Friday Night Live – Fernando Torres
February 4th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
fuente: Chelsea FC TV (youtube)
Love At First Sight (Wisława Szymborska)
February 3rd, 2012 § Leave a Comment
Both are convinced
that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together.
Beautiful is such a certainty,
but uncertainty is more beautiful.
Because they didn’t know each other earlier, they suppose that
nothing was happening between them.
What of the streets, stairways and corridors
where they could have passed each other long ago? « Read the rest of this entry »

