Salamat

Sa 20 taon kong pamamalagi sa mundo napakarami ko nang bagay na dapat ipagpasalamat.

Ang buhay ko, ang pamilya ko, ang mga talento ko, ang mga kaibigan ko.

At siyempre ang nagbigay ng lahat ng ito sakin - ang Panginoon.


Pero gusto kong nakawin ang sandaling ito para magpasalamat sa mga taong nakilala ko dito sa blogging world.

'Yung iba, hanggang sa palitan lang ng comments. Pero yung iba nakita ko na in person.

Yung mga nasa blog roll ko ngayon, 'yung iba dyan nakilala ko na before pa man ako mag-blog dito. Pero hayaan mong i-introduce ko pa rin sila.


ANG AKING MGA SCHOOLMATES

McRey - yan si McRey, o "Salad Boi", pareho kami niyan ng birthday (April 8th). Co-editor ko rin yan sa publication (The Cursor) ng school namin (FEU-East Asia College). Siya ang literary editor at ako naman ang news editor.

JL - si JL na may-ari ng "pinakawalang-kwentang blog" ay dati ko ring co-editor sa publication ng school namin. Layouts editor naman siya. Ito ang kauna-unahang Nicanor Reyes Awardee ng school at grumaduate pa nang cumm laude. Astig! Siya ang panlaban ng school sa mga programming contests. At kapag kasama ako sa mga laban niya to cover the news, lagi siyang first place. Dahil dun, ako ang naging "lucky charm" niya sa mga contests niya. Hehe.

Pia - Si Pia naman ay classmate ko since 2nd year college. Pareho kami ng internship site (Sykes Asia, Inc.) pero na-absorb na siya as a contractual employee early November pa lang. Ka-group ko rin to sa Web Project (thesis) namin. Siya ang aming designer dahil astig siya sa pagdi-design! Pati na rin sa Fireworks at Photoshop!

Rakz - Si Racquel na classmate naman ni JL ay isang active student leader at YFC officer ng school. Malupit din 'tong isang 'to. Isa siya sa apat na grumaduate as magna cumm laude ng Batch 2007. Tulad ni JL, pinanlalaban din siya sa mga programming contests.

Jayson - Si Jayson ay nakilala ko dahil sikat siya sa kanyang katalinuhan. May rumors sa school na siya ang magiging kauna-unahang summa cumm laude ng school pagka-graduate niya by 2009. Isa rin yang active office ng ACM-FEUEAC chapter. Malupit din sa programming at pinanlalaban din sa mga contests tulad nina JL at Racquel.

Champ - Si Champ ay isang active YFC officer ng school. Hindi man kami magkakilala nang lubusan ay sigurado naman akong nakita ko na siya sa school.

Hazel - Si Hazel, bago ko pa man maging schoolmate, ay kilala ko na simula pa kindergarten. Lumaki kasi kami sa parehong community although may ilang blocks ang layo ng bahay nila. Pareho kami ng school since kinder nga, pero ahead siya ng isang taon sa'kin. Malupit din 'to. She graduated Salutatorian noong high school at consistent achiever ng college.

Dan - Si Dan ay schoolmate ko rin. Blog name pa lang niya alam mo na kagad ang hilig niyang kainin - tsokolates! Hehe.

Gian - Si Gian ay president ng org namin dati na Web.IT. Malupit din to sa paggawa ng mga systems. Ngayon ay president na siya ng ACM-FEUEAC chapter.

Jen - Si Jen ay classmate ko rin simula 2nd year college. Ito ang "master" namin pagdating sa programming. Minsan may pagka-wirdo 'tong taong to. Sabihin ba naman si Marian Rivera na si Marian dela Riva. LOL. Tawang-tawa kami ng time na yun. At amin-amin na lang yun. :P


ANG MGA NAKILALA KO SA BLOGGING WORLD

Uunahin ko muna yung mga hindi ko (pa) na-meet in person.

Rowjie - Si Rowjie isa yan sa mga nakilala ko dito sa Blogspot. Siya yung una sa mga nakapalitan ko ng link dahil sa blog hopping ko. Artistic ang kanyang taste sa designing. Gusto ko rin yung style niya ng blog entries na ginawa through the form of letter.

Russ - He is definitely one of my idols sa writing! Na-aamaze talaga ako sa mga posts niya. At lalo pa when I knew na he's into arts. He never forgets to drop me a smile kahit alam kong busy siya sa work niya.

RB - Si RB (Richard Bryan) o mas kilala sa bansag na King Daddy Rich ay pormal ko nang naging kapatid. Hehe. We're text buddies pero hindi nga lang ganun kadalas (Sun kasi network niya). May promise pa 'ko dito na iti-treat ko siya. Hayaan mo, malapit na 'yun. Sa January 9, sa MOA. Haha. Magsawa ka sa treat ko! LOL.

Ivan Harry - Gustong-gusto ko rin ang style ng pagsulat ni "Lolo". At ako ang kanyang apo sa tuhod. Hehe. Kasama rin siya sa darating na TriNoMa food tour. Kaya makikita na rin kita 'Lo!

Bryan Miseducated - Ironical ang name ng blog ni Bryan dahil makabuluhan ang kanyang mga posts. Kadalasang maiikli pero lubos naman ang nilalaman. Isa siya sa mga laging nagko-comment sa mga posts ko. :)

Dexter - Astig rin 'to sa pag-design ng mga banners! Mahilig siya sa mga gadgets at pati na rin sa Pokemon! (pareho kami). Finance student 'to kaya sure akong magaling 'to sa pagcompute at pagkuwenta. XD

Mrs. J - Na-meet ko na sana 'tong si Mrs. J dahil pareho kami ng pinuntahang student leaders' convention sa Baguio noong nakaraang buwan. Maaaring nandun lang siya sa tabi-tabi noong panahong nanonood kami ng cultural presentation ngunit hindi lang talaga kami pinagtagpo ng pagkakataon. Hehe.

Justin - Si Justin ang latest kong naging friend dahil sa blog hopping. I am touched sa ilang mga posts niya. Medyo nakaka-relate ako actually.

Isasama ko na rin dito si Hannah.

Hannah - Bagong employee siya sa internship site ko. Mahusay siya sa photography! As in! Bilib talaga ako sa mga shots niya ng landscapes. At yung mga shots niya ng mga kids.


ANG MGA NA-MEET KO NA

Jhed - Siya ang kauna-unahang blogger na na-meet ko. Matangkad siya. Nanliliit nga 'ko pag kasama ko 'yan eh. Haha. Nakaka-relate ako sa ilang mga bagay sa buhay tuwing nagkukuwentuhan kami sa text. Tulad na lang ng mga problema, lalo na sa pera. Haha! Siya ang nag-buzz sakin sa YM about sa TriNoMa food tour. Kaya nag-sign up kami kagad. Magkasunod pa nga kami sa list eh. Isa siya sa awardee ng 10 emerging influential blogs ng 2007 ni Digital Filipino.

Ely - Si Ely ang kauna-unahan kong nakilala at nakapalitan ng link dito sa Blogspot. Nagkataon pa na pareho kami ng company, kung saan nagwo-work siya as an agent. Ka-chat ko rin 'yan lagi tuwing ginagabi ako ng uwi (night shift kasi siya). Nakakatuwa 'nung nakita ko siya, kasi hindi naman talaga 'yun planned o intended na pagkikita. I was in a mall kasi last Saturday. May pasok talaga ako 'nun pero tinamad ako. Haha. Habang naglalakad ay may nakita akong parang familiar sa'kin. Dahil familiar sa'kin ay sinundan ko siya. Nang ma-confirm kong si Ely nga 'yon ay kinonfirm ko pa rin at tinext ko siya. Nakalabas na siya ng mall pero tinext ko siya na bumalik. At 'yun, bumalik nga siya dahil may nakalimutan daw siyang bilhin. At nagkita na nga kami. Nagkuwentuhan ng ilang mga bagay at matapos ang mahigit isang oras ay naghiwalay na ng landas dahil kailangan niya pang matulog dahil wala pa siyang tulog 'nung time na yun. Hehe.

Chio - Isa rin siya sa mga una kong nakilala dito sa Blogspot. Nagustuhan ko kagad 'yung banner niya dahil napaka-expressive at unique. Nag-audition pa 'yan sa PBB Teen Edition pero sa kasawiang-palad ay hindi natanggap. Hehe. Pero sabi ko nga sa kanya, at least napakita niya kung ano ang makakaya at ang best niya. Na'ng ma-meet ko siya (with Billy ang the rest of the TGEs) sa Marikina Riverparks, mas nakilala ko pa ang isang makulit at masayahing Chio. Text buddies din kami at lagi siyang nagpa-participate sa Text Quiz ko. Hehe. Dahil din sa text ay marami akong nalaman tungkol sa buhay niya. And I'm looking forward to knowing more about this person. Kwela, magaling kumanta, weird minsan. Ano pa kaya ang bumubuo sa isang Archimedes Petilla, Jr.? :P

Billy - Isa rin siyang Tamaraw at isa sa mga una kong nakilala sa blogging world. Kakaiba ang style ng writing nito sa blog. Puro dots! Hehe. Pati sa text puro dots! Mahilig 'to sa GM at madalas ma-late sa klase. Mabagal din kasing kumilos (tulad ko) hehehe. Mahilig din sa PC at PSP. Na'ng ma-meet ko siya with Chio sa Riverbanks ay tahimik lang siya sa simula. Pero nung magtagal ay nagkapalitan na rin kami ng mga kwento. Siya yung taong tini-treasure talaga yung mga binibigay sa kanya. At higit sa lahat, siya 'yung nagti-treasure ng mga kaibigan. Totoo 'to sa sarili. May pagka-wirdo rin minsan. Biruin mo, tuwang-tuwa 'nung lumindol! Haha! Alam kong marami pa 'kong matutuklasan sa taong 'to. At lubos kong ikalulugod ang malaman ang mga ito.


Sa inyong lahat, lubos akong nagpapasalamat. Matatapos na ang taon pero tiyak akong hindi matatapos ang pagiging magkaibigan natin dito, o sa totoong mundo. Hiling ko sa inyo ang isang masagana at masayang Pasko. And I'm wishing you all the best sa career na tinatahak ninyo!

At 'wag n'yo rin sanang kalimutan ang aking regalo...

LOL!

TriNoMa Food Tour for Bloggers

Yes, it's a food tour! and it's FREE!!!

Sponsored by TriNoMa, one of the Ayala Malls located in the northern part of EDSA, in cooperation with Yehey.com, this event will surely leave all the bloggers satisfied and full! Plus, there are freebies and prizes to be given away!

Check this out to find out more: http://trinoma.yehey.com/

To view who were already signified, go to this link: http://spreadsheets.google.com/ccc?key=p5Giyt0kBv5OGL79nKxeVJQ&hl=en&pli=1 (Find my name there! :P)

I'm so excited for this event, not only for the food trip but of course for the fun and experience of meeting and knowing the coolest bloggers on earth! :-)

And oh, thanks Jheddy for IMing me about this. You're the man! *winks

Bentong

Payat na payat.


Maitim.


Malamlam ang mga mata.


Manipis ang buhok dahil sunog na sa araw.


Marungis.


Uhugin.


Mabaho.


Kaawa-awa.


Nang minsang magawi ako sa Manggahan para bumili ng electric wires na gagamitin sa isang school experiment, napansin kong panay ang buntot sa'kin ng isang bata. Mga edad 10, may dala-dala pa 'tong plastic ng palamig na laman ay mga sago.


Ako pa naman ang taong ayaw na ayaw sa mga stalker-type na tao, mapa-matanda man o bata. Dahil dito, binilisan ko ang paglakad. Lumusot ako sa paliku-likong daan sa palengke. Nang makutuban kong wala na ang mumunting mga yabag na kanina pang sa aki'y sumusunod, 'tsaka ako nagkaroon ng kapayapaan ng isipan. Nawala ang kaba ko. Nawala ang mga pag-aalala ko.


Sa dami ba naman ng mga taong nagtangka na ako'y lokohin - yaong mga taong bigla na lang kumakausap sa akin habang ako'y naghihintay ng masasakyan o kaya'y naglalakad sa daan, na mula sa pagtatanong kung may nakita raw akong ganito at ganon ay mauuwi ang pag-uusap sa pag-aalok sa akin na sumama sa kanila - nadala na ako.


Sa isang banda, natameme ang aking pagkatao. Stalker. Bata. Bata lamang ang stalker ko. Ano'ng masama ang magagawa sa akin ng isang batang sa isang ihip ko lang ay mapapatumba ko na?, naisip ko sa sarili. Naliwanagan. Ah, kahit na, mas mabuti nang sigurado sa aking kalagayan. Pagtatanggol ko sa sarili. Nagpasya akong tutal wala na naman ang bata'y magtungo na sa bilihan ng mga electric wires.


Wala pang half-turn ang naiikot ko'y tumambad sa akin ang mukhang kinainisan ko. Kinatakutan. Ang bata! Nasa harap ko na ang bata! Gusto kong tumakbo palayo. Gusto kong saktan ang bata. Naiinis ako. Nagagalit. Pero hindi. Hindi nang lumingon ako sa mga binti ng bata. Dumudugo. Sugatan ang kanyang mga binti. Ah, hindi lang ito basta sugat. Tila isang sakit na. Inaagnas na ang kanyang mga binti. Sa ganoong posisyon nami'y kinamot ng bata ang nakadidiri niyang binti. Sabay kamot sa ulo. Nakita ko ang dugo mula sa kanyang binti na dumikit sa kanyang manipis na buhok. Nagkulay-pula ang bahagi ng kanyang kulay-tansong buhok.


Sa takot ko, sa pagkabahala ko, kumaripas ako ng takbo na tila nakakita ng isang multo. Ah, masahol pa sa multo, ang sabi ko sa sarili ko. Nakalimutan ko na ang dapat kong gawin. Nakalimutan ko na ang dapat kong bilhin. Ang nasa isip ko lamang ay ang sarili ko, at ang bata...


Sa bilis ng takbo ko'y tiyak akong malayo na ako sa bata. Sa marungis na bata. Sa nakadidiring bata. Habang tumatawid ako ng overpass ay naiisip ko pa rin ang bata. Ang kanyang hitsura, ang kanyang anyo, ang kanyang sugat. Diretso ang aking lakad. Diretso ang aking tingin. Gusto ko nang makauwi ng bahay ng mga oras na iyon.


Sa liwanag ng papalubog na araw, sa kumpol ng mga taong nagdaraan, sa busina ng mga naglalakihan at nagsisigaang sasakyan, sigaw ng isang ale ang gumulantang sa isang naging kakaibang hapon para sa akin. Sigaw na bumulabog sa lahat. Bumulabog sa kahit sinong mamamayan. Bumulabog sa aking puso. Bumulabog sa aking isipan.


"Bennn-tooooonnnnggggggg!!!!!"


Nakita ko'y isang bata. Naka-handusay sa daan. Isang bus ang nakatigil sa gitna ng daan. Nagbabaan ang mga pasahero ng bus. Nagkumpulan ang mga tao. Nagka-buhol ang trapiko.


Ang bata. Ang marungis na bata. Ang kinainisan at kinatakutan kong bata. Siya ang nakahandusay. Siya ang nasagasaan. Siya ang wala nang buhay.


Siya...si Bentong.

Poot sa sarili at sa katotohanan ang naramdaman ko.


Sa sarili dahil 'ni sa isang pagkakatao'y hindi ko hinarap ang bata. Ang bata na marahil ay manghihingi lamang sa akin ng kaunting barya. Ng kaunting ligaya. Upang may maipanlaman sa kumakalam na tiyan. Upang may maipansiksik sa gulung-gulong isipan.


Sa katotohanan dahil tumambad sa akin ang mukha ng isang mahirap na komunidad. Isang komunidad na pinagkaitan ng karapatang lumigaya at magtamasa ng kaginhawaan.


Umuwi ako nang luhaan. Lubos na kalungkutan ang naramdaman ko ng mga panahong iyon. Ngunit sa isang banda, nagbigay ito sa akin ng isang mabuting aral.


Ang pagmamahal sa kapwa.



[Note: A story of fiction. Photo was taken from here.]

Cris Mendez case: an update

I don't know him personally but when I heard of the news about Cris Mendez, a UP student who allegedly died of hazing, I was saddened as if I am his close relative or a good buddy. After all, there was no reason for me not to feel grief because aside from the fact that I'm emotionally sensitive when I see or learn about deaths, Cris and I have some similarities. Admittedly, some (this, and this) of my fictional posts were written because of what happened to him.

Through Friendster I knew one of Cris' friend Swazie. She included in her blog their last pictures with him. I felt more sad and realized that we'll really never know when a person close to our hearts will die. They never knew it was the last time they will see Cris alive.

A fund-raising concert, entitled "Shout for Justice, Rock for Cris", was then conducted by the school in benefit for Cris' family. I learned it from Swazie's Friendster bulletin post. I replied and told her I want to help. We met at Trinoma (the time Elliot Yamin had his concert there) and bought two tickets, unassured if I and a close buddy of mine will be able to attend the event. Sept. 27 (the concert date) came and unfortunately we weren't able to attend. But at least through my own little way I helped Cris' family.

To learn about the case's recent updates, I searched on GMANews.TV but I was dissatisfied and felt sad with what I saw. Still no show for Sigma Rhoans. Still, the case is unresolved. No follow-up articles for the latest one which happened to be written a month ago.


I am overwhelmed by the hopes of those who voted in my poll, expressing that Cris' case will be resolved in some time. I want to believe the poll, I want to appreciate the effort of those who continue on praying and hoping that a justice will soon prevail. But the big question keeps on rocking my mind: Is this journey a journey to success or a journey to nothing?

A Virtue

This world is full of pretentions and difficulties. There are a lot of people who will try to break you. But don't give up. It is a test that you should face and you alone can resolve. At the end of your fight, they will realize it is hard to bring you down. Then they'll feel the shame creeping on their nerves...

I miss my dogs...

This song is for all the dogs I've loved. Haha!

Slum Note

Part of everyone's elementary/high school life is the slum note or slum book. I remember when my classmate made me sign on her slum book. There I saw my crush's profile and her favorites. And I found out she had a crush on me too. Hehe.

No matter how simple (8-peso hundred-pad notebook) or special (bought from NBS or Expressions or personalized with pages of different colors and a glittering ink of pen) a slum book has been made, it always reminds me of my sweet teenagehood. Where every girls and every boys always get excited on writing, and reading on other's slum entry.

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About Yourself

Name: Reynner Adonay
Nick-name: Tonton, Reyn
Birthdate: April 8, 1987
Address: Bagong Silangan, Quezon City
Telephone: 0915-434-26**
Motto: Time is gold. (lol)
Describe Yourself: Judge me na lang!

Favorites

Expression: "LOLz", "Weeehh?"
Food: M2M (many to mention, haha!), anything!
Color: green, white, black, red
Animal: dog/puppy
Pastime: eating
Drink: milk
Fruit: langka
Vegetable: errr? hmmm...squash.
Band: Coldplay, Switchfoot, Goo Goo Dolls, Sponge Cola, Eraserheads, Bamboo
Male Singer: Jason Mraz, Enrique Iglesias, Reynner Adonay (hax!), M2M
Female Singer: M2M
T-shirt: Penshoppe, Bobson
Song: Falling Away (M. Escueta), Wait For You (E. Yamin)
Actor: M2M
Actress: M2M
Movie: Cast Away
Cartoon Character: Nobita Nobi
Teacher: Mrs. Rosalind Castro (HS Social Studies teacher)
Subject: Math
Friend: Jesus Christ
Sport: swimming, online golf LOL
TV show: Amazing Race

Lovelife

What is crush? Crush is paghanga! Hahahahha!
What is love? Love is like a rosary that is full of mystery. WTF!
Who is your crush? secret, M2M. Hahaha!
Who is your love? Jesus Christ and Mama and Tatay
Do you believe in love at first sight? Why? No. I don't know why.
Who is your first love? Wala pa.
Who is your first kiss? Uuuyyyy...hiya ako eh. @_@

Dedication

To Yourself:
Dear myself,

Always take care. Good luck to your internship career and your lablayp! More kapangyarihan!

To the One Who Sent You This:
Hey you,

To whom shall I dedicate this? To me? lolz

To (put name here):
To you-know-who-you-are,

I love you. I always will.


If you find this crappy, laugh. If you find this cool, repost this to your blog. Thanks anyway for reading :D

Don't Say Goodbye

It's almost been 2 years since Jenna and I parted our own ways, or, only her way. As what Carlo and Joshua, my few close friends, suggested me on "moving on", I met up with a girl whom had a big crush on me way back college. I didn't consider it as a date or the start of a new beginning, however, since the candle lights and sweet background music were there to brighten up the mood, it turned out to be an impetuous date.

She's Alexis Jane, AJ as what we call her. A small but very bright and beautiful student in our college. She was the president of the student council, the buddy-of-all, and a very sweet lass. And she really had a huge crush on me.

But the adjectives were not enough to capture my heart. I don't know why, but one day I told her, "maybe we could be better off as friends...". I knew I hurt her too badly. It even affected her studies. She didn't attend classes for days. Her friends worried about her. A lot. They blamed me. I felt all the anger came inside me but I can't do anything, coz that's what my heart told me.

Didn't mean to hurt you badly
Don't think that i am fooling around with you
Too sorry for the time you've wasted on me
Too sorry for the things that you went through

My colleagues told me that I lost a very rare opportunity. "Imagine, a girl every man would wish for.." they always said to me.

And now several years after college, I still cannot grasp the fact that she still loves me. She didn't have a boyfriend since then.

I don't know why but no matter how I try myself to forget the past and continue living my own life and finding a new blossom for my withered heart, I just can't because her ghost still lives inside me.

But i know that the problem's within me
You're so nice but your love don't deserve me
Or maybe I'm just so scared to fall in love again

I told to myself that I will never love again. It is so hard for a heart to build, but it is harder for a broken heart to pick up it's torn pieces.

I can still remember the days
So many times I've been hurt
So much trust I put on a relationship
So much suffering I brought and the pain still remain

AJ serves as my inspiration on gaining back the real me. Me 2 years ago. Me that was so happy and fulfilled. For almost everyday that we are meeting, for almost everyday since that date we had that we are talking about anything and everything, I've started to develop in me another chance for a new life. She helped me pick up my broken pieces. She helped me win her love. But I'm not so sure if this is a "life".

You know I like you but I don't wanna take the risk
So confused and I don't know how to deal with it
I need sometime for a while before I give my heart away

Because still every night I dream of Jenna. Still every night I cry because I lost her. I'm trapped between the past and the present. My heart makes me choose whether to cling to my past or forget it and face the present.

Don't say goodbye
Don't say goodbye
I need sometime for a while before I give my heart away

Everytime I see AJ, I see Jenna. How I wish I could ask the latter how she's been doing. But that would just make me stupid if in front of my eyes I see how the first does. I want to love her but I just cannot.

Don't say goodbye
Don't say goodbye
I need sometime for a while before I give my heart away

Coz I'm not so sure if this is a "life".

And I'm afraid when one day she'll get tired and let go of me.


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Thanks to ka-birthday, co-pub editor, and friend IRL McRey for including me in his recipients of the very first Arajaya Awards. I deeply apperiated it. :)

Finding One's Own Place in the World

In this entry I forgot to include that I'm a bookworm. I'm fond of reading short stories, novels, and essays both in English and Filipino. Some of my favorites are Angels and Demons by Dan Brown, Nectar on a Sieve by Kamala Markandaya, My Brother, My Executioner by F. Sionil Jose, various Tagalog short stories and essays by great Filipino writers, and of course, Jose Rizal's novels Noli and El Fili.

Whenever I'm on a friend's house, I always look for his/her book collections, and if I find myself liking to read some, I borrow it from him/her. THen when I go home, I read until the wee hours of the night, just to finish the entire reading. I love stories with passionate love and revenge concepts. I'm hooked with stories about undeniable facts, and those which depict both real and futuristic fictions.

One day when I was still in grade school, I was arranging my book collections when I found one interesting book. It is a compilation of Newberry-winning book excerpts, essays, and short stories. I read it and found it really cool. Most especially, Dear Mr. Henshaw by Beverly Cleary. It was the 1984 Newberry Winner. It is about a boy named Leigh Botts who has been Boyd Henshaw's fan since grade two. Leigh lives with his divorced mother. His father is a cross-country truck driver who lost his dog Bandit while driving on mountain steeps. As Leigh grows old, his passion to become a writer reflects the way he writes to Mr. Henshaw. Mr. Henshaw suggested Leigh that if he really wants to become a writer, then he should write in his diary everyday. Through his diary, the feeling of sorrow on his parent's separation became noticeable. He also told stories about the schoolmate who has been stealing his lunch (where he made a burglar alarm to catch the culprit!) and his feeling of loneliness at school, being a "new kid".

I just love this story because it reflects my passion of becoming and meeting a real live writer someday. I dreamed of producing my own books and extending my imaginings and stories to people, mostly to inspire them and make a change on their lives, no matter how big or small that change will be.

Sadly, I can't find that book anymore at my mini-library. Since I entered college, I had less time on reading my books. Maybe one day I'll go to a bookstore and find Dear Mr. Henshaw. Then I will again enjoy myself again reading such a plain, but funny and cool story about Leigh.


--Bark!--

De Liver
De Letter
De Sooner
De Better
De Later
De Letter
De Madder
I Getter

from (by-then-a-6th-grader) Leigh's Sept.20 letter to Mr. Henshaw when the first asked the later to send the letter sooner about an author report Leigh's teacher asked them to do.

ROFLMAO!

When a monster horrified me last night

When I was a kid and children in the neighborhood talk about aswangs, maligno, monsters, and other urban mythos, I didn't usually get intimidated while others already took pee on their shorts. I always believed in the saying "to see is to believe" so whatever form of exaggeration they put on their stories about the tiktik who eats fetus inside a woman's womb, the kapre who smokes on big, tall trees, and the mangkukulam who makes curses, I still stood on my belief that those were all fictitious.

But not anymore last night when a monster came to our house. I thought it was a dream. But it was not. It was real.

My brother, you're too early for Halloween. :P