Tuesday, April 22, 2008

to the abstract queen

It's nice when you once again hear the songs that first moved you almost a decade ago. This blog is a tribute to one of them. The only drawback is, the circumstances that made you receptive to them have most probably increased exponentially...

Sunday, March 30, 2008

WHY?!

What is it with dykes and drama?

I AM ONE OF THE MOST DRAMATIC DYKES IN THE WHOLE GALAXY; or as a friend puts it, CINEMATIC. But i do try to cross over to comedy once in while.

Some people though can't seem to switch themes.

DRAMA is not the only genre in this spherical(or whatever) thing we live in right?

ACTION is good too. Kung fu and those slice-with-your-hands, high kicks and defy-gravity motions can be more tolerable than endless drama.

SUSPENSE can be fun too. Let the screams flow out of your mouth instead of the tears out of those eyes. you can also try to let the tears come out of your mouth and the screams flow out of your eyes. freaky but interesting.

The problem is, everyone whose preference remotely resembles that of dykes' (for lack of a better description)seems to be addicted to dramaramas too.

As Anni Lennox puts it, WHY?

Let me just run towards my bed in slow motion and bury my head on the pillow as i contemplate all these.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

it's the second song; around 4:15

for all the strong women in my family and my circle of friends

ME rocks!
if audio does the trick for you, check the blog up:)

Watch the woman's hands as she cultivates the land
As she plants the seed
As she's on her knees
Watch her fingers smile as she holds the little child
As she holds him, as she holds him

Watch the woman's hands as she holds the children back
From the danger, from the danger
Watch her big fight to keep the family tight together, together

Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her

Watch the woman's hands as she talks to the man
As he talks down to her, as he tells her
He doesn't understand, he does not see the fisted hands
Clenching tightly, angrily

Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need her
Oh we need
Oh we need her
Oh watch the woman's hands
Watch the, watch the woman's hands
Watch the woman's hands
Lyrics > Melissa Etheridge Lyrics > Melissa Etheridge Watch the Woman's Hands Lyrics

Thursday, February 21, 2008

make a wish

The star is falling
Make a wish
It may come true
Not for the unfortunate star
But for you

Gravity pulled
And the star has fallen
You have the star
But the star does not have you


star's been plucked from the higher ground where star was safely being an onlooker
Sucks but true (nyahahahaha)

Thursday, January 31, 2008

straight out of the gay's mouth

Very special friend: They say lesbians have a greater tendency to be irrationally jealous because it's so easy to lose your partner to another lesbian in the community.
Virnastar: Hmm... In the lesbian world NOT UNLIKE the hetero world, you get irrationally jealous not because it's easy to lose your partner but because you are just paranoid


Very special friend: what's with the necklace?
Virnastar: (with a very straight face)well, you see people usually think les don't accessorize. i don't want them to think im gay


Very special friend: So how's your S*X life?
Virnastar: define S*X life
Very sepcial friend: you don't abstain
Virnastar: (points to her bandanged hand) does it look like i abstain?
Very special friend: Hahahahaha

damn!

7 is suppose to be a lucky number.
well, there must have been some truth in that, because last week i was working for 7 straight days in like like 7 different places.
7 straight days that failed to set me on the straight path but instead led me deeper into my not so straight ways. heh!

On the 7th day, the perfect song for my object of whatever you want to call it, was brought to my stream of consciousness. thanks chang and twyla.

sophie b hawkins and melissa etheridge say:


Damn I wish I was your lover
I'll rock you till the daylight comes
Make sure you are smiling and warm
I am everything
Tonight I'll be your mother
I'll do such things to ease your pain
Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed
Shucks
For me there is no other
You're the only shoe that fits
I can't imagine I'll grow out of it



I say:
damn! damn! damn!

Friday, January 18, 2008

Chicken

I can't remember your face. I search every space in my brain but nothing produces a glipmse of you.
It's like you have disappeared.
But I cannot forget you.
My stream of consciousness is a fertile space full of you.
Just you.
Like dust that make up every living thing on this planet

I try to remember the words that I have spoken.
I open my mouth hoping that I can capture those moments again, hear my voce saying the words that gave you a look at what should be inside me.
I have become mute.
But no amount of exhaustion can seem to stop me from talking about you.
Always you

I try, believe me I tried
I know I should stop trying now
I am setting myself free
I am going after you

Sunday, November 25, 2007

The pen is mightier than the sword

I write this with all the respect due to one of our brave heroes, Andres Bonifacio:)

My battles are of all sorts. In fairness, they all make me laugh at some point. And they're not as bloody as you think they are. Internal hemorrhage anyone? he he he

I am not very fond of violence and I'm not planning on waging a war soon with anyone but here are some pointers I was forcefed with just recently. *smirk* Battles and war are not all about enemies, you know.

1)Keep *** close
2)Make sure the empty seat beside you will give *** a view of your best landscape
3)Always bring an extra pen
4)Smile

Keep all of these in mind. Power will be yours.
Kahit kathang isip lang

Char!

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Monday, October 22, 2007

Only with this dyosa

In solidarity with the Task Force Mapalad farmers on hunger strike early this year, my boss and some of my officemates went to DAR and brought a couple of jugs of water.

I was looking at the pictures of a slain farmer-leader posted within the makeshift tent when I felt someone's eyes on me.

I turned around and there she was, my new catastrophe.

I had no chance of running...

No hope of escape...

It was meant to be...

A Catastrophe

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Simply Fabulous

Shimmering Splendid

The following are quotes from the movie Stardust ...

(Based on Neil Gaiman's book ,which I read while having my monthly dose of foot spa at a friend's beauty salon back when the world was a lot more glittery) TOO MUCH INFORMATION!

Those in red are the products of the repressed scriptwriter in me

What do stars do best?
GLOW

But... No star can shine with a broken heart

And finally, No MAN can live forever without the heart of a star

Therefore, only a WOMAN can live forever.
Bwehehe....

Why do I not prefer younger women?
MICHELLE PFEIFFER

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

The Ultimate Answer

When people ask me questions like these:

1) Why are you working for an NGO?
2) Why fight for what is right, we believe in what you say anyway, isn't that enough?
3) Why stay in that hell of a place called law school?
4) Why, why, why?

I don't actually burst into this song, I try to deliver the lines as flatly as possible [there's really no difference, come to think of;)] This is my standard answer:

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these
I won't be made useless I won't be idled with despair
I'll gather myself around my faith for light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours, they are my own but they're not yours, they are my own and I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me but i knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite for someone must stand up for what's right
'cause where there's a man who has no voice there ours shall go singing

In the end only kindness matters In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray I will get down on my knees, and I will pray I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

We are God's eyes

God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's eyes

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Moments

straight from another blog address...

There are moments when I would suddenly have an epiphany or a moment of enlightenment. You can also call them moments of sheer brilliance -- when I can effortlessly blend the power of the mind, heart and whatever part of the body is associated with hilarity. These moments are truly wonderful.

This is not one of them...

Oh, but I still feel wonderful

Why?

1) For the first time, I'm giving away a little bit of myself in an article I would usually write in my more active blog and not here in my friendster blog. You have to know me better the way I do, to understand the significance of this. But since I WONT even TRY to understand myself, I advise that you don't. hehe.

Borrowing miguel's "borrowed words", If you don't know ME by now, then you don't know ME.

2) I am so many things and I can understand if you judge me this way or that. A box is not something I fancy

3) This moment still feels wonderful because the "I"s in the first paragraph were replaced by "they" and "we".

What can be more wonderful than that?

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Rock bottom

Mahal kita. Kung ganun lang sana kasimple

Ang buhay sana lahat masaya

Walang lungkot habang katabi kita

Sa umaga't gabi ikaw masaya

Ano mang oras na hindi nakokonsensya

Nakakasakit ng iba dahil mahal kita

Kaya kelangang tiisin na di talaga tayo pwede

Sa isa't isa bawal ang pagtitinginan

May nagmamay-ari na sayo kaya paalam na

Ngunit di makakalimutan sayang nadama

Mula sa pagmamahal ko sayo

Na di nasuklian.

Di masusuklian kasi may mahal ka ng iba

Mahal

Mahal ang pag-ibig

kabaliwang pag-ibig

Bakit hindi na lang iba

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Sui Generis


My two favorite actresses.
Take note: Actresses not Stars

Treat

I thought that for the nth time, my MONDAY failed me again.
There is truth in Cindy Lauper's song you know. Or I'm just a very attractive individual, all sorts of things are drawn to me including the undesirables. You have to be a little bit more imaginative to achieve full comprehension when you're reading blogs like mine. Har har

Cutting back on my kilometric introductions, let me just say that for the first time in months, my Monday ended up, WOW.

Check this out. Those who don't, may you have 5 mondays in a week for the next 5 weeks. *evil* Nah

http://www.afterellen.com/people/2007/8/mandanajones#comment-394245

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Anggun

Be still my heart :)