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bending the berlin wall
December 31, 2006(originally appeared august 18, 2004)
After more than a handful of that famous colorful chocolate candies with an M&Marking on each; a dose of my nightly Queen of Daytime talk show (oddly enough, the Queen of daytime appears at night); a bottle of dihydrogen monoxide, and a quick (translate quick in my official time machine) bath, here I am trying to sort out which of the would-be journal entries should take on the spotlight. (My mind is regurgitating right now…)
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Last month I witnessed two of the momentous events in my life to unfold: One of which was when I marked two decades [on earth], which I considered to be the official start of the Cold War between my age and I. The other reason to celebrate was when I decided to bend the Berlin Wall. For the meantime, I will be putting the latter on spotlight. (But first erase the age-issue from your memory, ok?) Allow me to be your platoon leader as we march back in time and relive the bittersweet memory of a not-so distant past.
the apologia
(originally appeared on august 17, 2004)
As the spirit of the 28th Olympiad sore high, allow me to express my apology in a more Socratic manner. Not that I am in comparison (neither will I think that I am) with this great and wise Athenian; but because I believe, a parcel of his story is somewhat similar to mine. Let me just say, encore of his-story.
Let me set the borders of this arena: (1) Following the meaning of the word in its purest Greek origin—“apologia,” which translates as a defense or a speech made in defense, I will take the center stage not to apologize (as to what we understand the word in its modern context) but to defend my innocent soul. (2) I am not (and will I dare not) compare thyself to Plato’s great mentor. And (3) I am not comparing she-who-must-not-be-named to Meletus—the man who brought Socrates to the jury.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears…for I shall now speak [type].
open house
(originally appeared on august 16, 2004)
Because I am giving you a limited yet a front-row ticket to the soon-to-be-the-biggest show on earth—this so-called MY LIFE. Ladies and Gentlemen, settle down please. The curtain is about to walk their way to the sides of the stage. The house lights are ready to sleep. The blinding spot light—or should I say, the spotlightS—are waiting to flood the stage. And I—the important a main actor—anxiously waiting for the performance-of-a-lifetime! 
warning: unfair fare!
PWW329 - r&e ( the cab who took us home. we paid P200.00)
TWD927 - emp
PXM591
TXB955
TWK439 - emp
forgive their souls, oh Lord.
amen.
*sparkles!