Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Tamagotchi noon, tamagotchi ngayon

Tamagotchi noon:

Naalala nyo pa ba nung bata tayo nagmakaawa tayo sa magulang natin para bilhan tayo ng tamagotchi? Tapos pagka bili satin ng tamagotchi syempre tuwang tuwa tayo diba, bukas agad ng box tapos hahatakin mo yung plastic na nasa gilid para mag on sya for the first time tapos may tutunog, tuwang tuwa naman tayo non habang ipinapakita sa nanay natin,”uy mommy tignan mo o eto yung pet dinosaur ko” so ayon na bibigyan mo na siya ng pangalan, magiisip ka ng napaka tagal kasi gusto mo super ganda ng name ng tamagotchi mo, ipapangalan mo pa sya sa mga anime characters, sila goku, vegeta, Eugene, Vincent. Diba? Yun yung mga ok na pangalan dati e. so ayon na nga may pangalan na sila.

Next nyan sympre pagka bili nyo dederecho kayo sa kainan, gutom na kayong lahat e, kasi matigas ulo natin, gusto natin bumili muna ng tamagotchi bago kumain. Excited tayo e, maasar sayo magulang mo kasi pindot ka ng pindot at ayaw mo kumain, sisigawan ka tapos dedepensa ka, “e mommy kasi pag diko sya inalagaan mamamatay sya” at dito nag sisimula ang pagka baliw mo sa tamagotchi mo.

Kahit saan ka pumunta dala mo siya, kahit mapa school, bahay, mall. Kahit anong ginagawa mo ititigil mo pag nag ring sya at may kailangan, gigising ka ng madaling araw, mag mamay I go out ka sa teacher mo, hanggang sa simbahan di pa papa awat. Pag sila nanganganak or lumaki unti unti kang napapa ngiti at iapagpatuloy ang pag pipindot mo sa tamagotchi mo. Tuloy tuloy lang ang, hanggang mamatay sya

Pag namatay sya mag iiiyak ka at lalapit sa nanay mo, pihikan kumain at parang walang buhay, halos ata lahat tayo dumaan dito.

Pero siguro natatawa ka sa sarili mo dati, napaka babaw mo, at itatanong mo sa sarili mo, bat ko iniiyakan e di naman tlga buhay???, inaalagaan mo, pinag aaksayahan mo ng oras mo. Malamang tingin mo di ka na ganon ka tanga at tumanda ka na.. diba? Pero sige tuloy mo lang pagbabasa mo

tamagotchi ngayon:

Pag ikaw sinagot na ng nililigawan mo or sinagot mo na ang manliligaw mo, syempre tuwang tuwa ka diba lagi mo na ka usap ka text, ka ym, ka friendster, ka facebook, ka multiply, kasama, ka picture.. lahat nlang kasali sila. Pati simbahan dimo pinapatawad, sige text ka parin ng text, hanggang sa kainan, sige pindot ka parin. Sabay biglang pa unti unti nag ssmile habang katext. Hindi pa umabot sa unang verse yung kanta sa ringtone mo nasagot mo na agad yung tawag, napaka bilis mo kumilos basta nagtext sila, kahit anong ginagawa mo tinitigil mo basta para nagtext sila.. hindi ba parang pamilyar yung mga pangyayari?

Eto naman pag dimo nireplyan, magagalit sila, kaya kailangan palaging anjan ka katabi ng telepono mo, lagi mo pa silang papaalalahanan na kumain na, matulog na, pumasok na, maligo na. lahat nalang ng kailangan nila binibigay mo. Tuloy tuloy lang yang ganyan, hanggang mag break kayo..

Pag nag break kayo iiyak iyak ka, di maka kain, ayaw pumasok, ayaw makipag usap sa tao. Diba? Kaya isipin mo ulit kung akala mong tumanda ka na at di ka na ganon ka tanga. Tanong mo sa sarili mo, Bat mo iniiyakan, e hindi naman patay???

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Lets take a break from hate

Life is short.. break the rules, forgive quickly,
kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably,
and never regret anything that made you smile.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Everything about me hates every inch of you equally

I hate you truly. Truly I do.
Everything about me hates everything about you.
The flick of my wrist hates you.
The way I hold my pencil hates you.
The sound made by my tiniest bones were they trapped
in the jaws of a moray eel hates you.
Each corpuscle singing in its capillary hates you.
Every piece of hair on my body hates you, and my
pores hate you even more

Look out! Fore! I hate you.

The blue-green jewel of sock lint I’m digging
from under by third toenail, left foot, hates you.
The history of this keychain hates you.
My sigh in the background as you tell me about random things
hates you.
The goldfish of my uncles step niece hates you.
My aorta hates you. Also my ancestors.

A closed window is both a closed window and an obvious
symbol of how I hate you.

My voice curt as a hairshirt: hate.
My hesitation when you invite me for a drive: hate.
My pleasant “good morning”: hate.
You know how when I’m sleepy I nuzzle my head
under your arm? Hate.
The whites of my target-eyes articulate hate. My wit
practices it.
My hard green pillow that i sleep with hates you.

Layers of hate, a parfait.

Hours after our latest row, brandishing the sharp glee of hate,
I dissect you cell by cell, so that I might hate each one
individually and at leisure.
My lungs, duplicitous twins, expand with the utter validity
of my hate, which can never have enough of you,
Breathlessly, like two idealists in a broken submarine.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Cheers to you, beautiful liar

Your words and deeds,
they contradict.
You hypocrite.
You liar.
But which is false?
And which is true?
What you say?
Or what you do?

I took you at your action
instead of at your word.
But the truth was what you said.
The lie was what you did.

I didn't know it worked that way.
I thought a lie was what you say.
Or maybe neither one is true;
deception in both "say" and "do".

This is what i've become

My heart rate keeps slowing
As the clock’s hands keep going

My mind is on you-
But you’re nowhere to be found

Trying not to think about you-
Because you’re nowhere to be found

You’ve broken another promise;
I stopping thinking of what you’ve said.
I’ll just continue to busy myself,
While trying keep you out of my head.

My mind slowly reels back,
Of time is what I’m starting to lose track-

So until you decide,
I’ll sit here and lie

Telling myself that you’re worth the wait.

My mind starts to shut down,
And I feel myself kiss the ground.

You’re the one who killed me;
There’s no way to deny my strife-
I was perfectly fine,
Until you came and changed my life.

My mind is now off-
Blackness surrounds me like a void.
My mind aches for relief,
My life isn’t something that can be toyed.