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March 23, 2012/ 4:18 PM
HUWAG KA SANANG MAGAGALIT ni Ramon C. Sunico
Huwag ka sanang magagalit kung sasabihin ko na hanap-hanap ka ng aking mga tula.
Huwag ka sanang maiilang kung tuwing umuulan isip-isip ko ang init ng ating katawan.
Ngayon, butas lamang sa langit ang lahat ng bituin, Ngayon, sukatan lamang ang buwan ng layo mo sa akin.
Anumang kuwento ang simulan ko’y sa iyo rin nauuwi. Sa bawat aklat na aking buklatin naroroon ang iyong tingin
Alam ko: may sarili kang tanong na dapat sagutin; may sarili kang misteryo na dapat harapin. Huwag magmadali: panahon ngayon ng liwanag at sari-saring dilim; Oras ng sugat at lamig at ng paurong-sulong na pagpapaumanhin.
Ngunit Tess, mahal, pinakamatalik kong kaibigan, huwag ka sanang magagalit huwag ka sanang maiilang kung aking sasabihin
na tuwing humihinga ako naaamoy kita, na tuwing pumipikit ako, ikaw ang nagiging umaga.
Freak, I almost wrote career. There's something about that word suddenly scares the hell out of me. Perhaps it's the hint of permanence. I need to re-wire my brain. It should be the hint of...sustained growth. Yeah that's it. These are just excitement jitters one gets from knowing his/her is onto something big/bigger. Now--
This is a recent development concerning my writing, and a shot at a career.
After graduating from our last workshop, me and 5 of the Brilliants have gone on to the next level: The Institute. We started last Monday. Incidentally, it was also Valentine's day--turned out to be a 'working' day for me. How revealing.
It's a different playing field but I hope they consider my best efforts to be quite good. Again this is a shot at a career, but I don't want to promise myself anything that may eventually lead to self-loathing once set goals are not achieved. I'll do my best while I'm here, strive to exceed my best even, to get the most out of it all.
Get the most out of it all. Not limited to money, but defined by moments, by experiences--the human condition. What I think I've been doing so far with my life.
Kiki and I went to the BIR yesterday for tax declaration.
I have always had an aversion to government agencies in the country. First things that pop into my head are long lines, dead pan gov't employees that move an inch a minute, under-the-table arrangements, and of course the everlasting waiting time.
My last trip to LTO ate up 7 hours. We arrived 4PM in the BIR.
I know for a fact that gov't offices are only open til 5PM and that 5 translates to 4:30PM in Philippine real time. I shrugged as we got off the car, expecting to come back the next day in frustration.
Pak! 4:30PM and we were done.
4:30PM and we were running out of there for our lives.
We went to the 7th floor in a scary and dingy self-operating elevator for the last stamps only to find it deserted. One old man at the end of the room did a double-take when we arrived. "Naku, pauwi na ako eh, may bomb square", Manong cheerfully shared. Tarantella ang mga beki teh.
He said a woman called just after lunch stating she'll blow up the 2nd floor the same day. The woman who took the call reportedly answered that the caller should go ahead, she was not afraid of bomb threats. Well we ARE.
Upon exiting the building, we grabbed some drinks in the area adjacent to it. I was looking up at the BIR building while I enjoyed my drink, somehow expecting it to blow up any minute. (I thirst for drama. Chos). It didn't. Just another average day in the Philippine Islands. La Di Da...
