Funny...last heart's day I was happy with him.
Now...happy without him..I don't know maybe I'm just trying to be or maybe I'm just pretending.
The Places Where You Get Off
“Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.
You think she’s insane. Until, one day, you notice that she’s taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.
Because you look. But you do not see.
And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she’s some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.
Because you eat. But you do not taste.
It’s been a while since their last album but he assures you, he’s doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.
Because you sniff. But you do not smell.
And they say “Just OK” when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they’re hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads “I wish you’d give me some privacy.”
Because you listen. But you do not hear.
And they’ve got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.
Because you touch. But you do not feel.
And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.
"Because you live. But very few, love.”
You think she’s insane. Until, one day, you notice that she’s taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.
Because you look. But you do not see.
And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she’s some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.
Because you eat. But you do not taste.
It’s been a while since their last album but he assures you, he’s doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.
Because you sniff. But you do not smell.
And they say “Just OK” when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they’re hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads “I wish you’d give me some privacy.”
Because you listen. But you do not hear.
And they’ve got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.
Because you touch. But you do not feel.
And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.
Tagaytay moments at ang pag conquer sa Taal Volcano
0 comments Posted by Dorothy at Wednesday, February 10, 2010Feb 6-7 are awesome dates of my life! After 3 long years I was able to go back to Tagaytay. Sobrang saya at daming experiences. For me Tagaytay is one of the best place to go to kapag sobrang stress ka na and you want to leave everything that worries you behind.
This is also were another set of "firsts" happened in my life for this year:
1. I was able to ride a horse..yes as in sakay talga. Hindi yung sumakay lang ako sa likod tapos nagpapicture. This is a real horseback riding experience with little horseback riding lessons on the side..hehe. (Salamat kay Ate na guide ko.) At dahil sobrang minahal ko si Diana (name ng horse) heto at nagpapicture kameng dalawa. (shy nga lang siya..:) )
2. We conquer Taal Volacano!!!! Yay! Yes...i was able to tho at first I was a bit hesitant because I believe my attire was not for hiking and (volcano climbing) that time...in short hindi prepared...hehe .As in everything was just an out of the blue idea. But because we're already there so go na lang sayang naman ang moment. You know as the saying goes...grab every opportunity and I've always been wanting to have that kind of adventure.
Taal Volacano may not be as tall as Apo or Everest but I'm proud that I am able to reach the peak. And being on top of it is one of the ahhh...moments of my life.
The way up there is not easy as it may seem. Aside from the steep, rocky and dusty routes you'll encounter the heat and exhaustion you feel makes you feel like giving up.
But our feet and heart never surrender...
And so for that we will jump for success and for another higher aim next time....
In life sometimes it's not the destination that really counts but the journey itself to reach that destination. That's where character builds.
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