Space and Time

1 meter. The space between you and me.

You pulled me in the water, closer to you. The butterflies in my stomach were present once again. You then wrapped your arms around my waist, and made me locked my arms around your neck.

1 inch. The distance of our parted lips.

You smiled. You looked me in the eyes. You said I love you. Then smile again. I already knew what you were thinking and so I let myself descend under the water with you.

1 second. The time when your lips and mine collide.

You don’t waste a chance. You quickly grabbed my face and kissed my lips without hesitation. It was just only for a second. But for me it was a lifetime to remember.

At three in the morning:

But why? she asked. You just look at her with those kind of stare that she’s afraid to see. Those pity stares that you’ve been hiding for all those times that you two are together.

I can’t bear this anymore, you answered. She then breakdown and cry on the floor, thinking what could’ve been wrong that you decided to be on your own now, to need space, and to live your life without her.

But why, she really don’t understand why. Why you’re leaving her. What’s the reason of falling out of love with her. Why, of all person, you’re the one who got tired of her being weak, fragile, and sensitive. She expected that you’ll understand her attitude over things because you said you would, and that you won’t ever look at her like she’s the pittiest girl that you’ve met because she thinks you don’t want her to feel less confident about herself. But now, why. Why are you doing this to her?

You sighed, I’m tired. Too tired to look after you, to handle your problems, to just being with you, but you didn’t know that she’s tired also. Too tired that she can’t even stand up by herself. And now she understands. What you felt was not love.

It’s just pity.



Sunset is one of the most beautiful scene that I really love to see. It feels good, especially when you’re sharing the moment with the one you love. I always go to my favorite place everytime I feel so down and stress. And yes, it helps me remove the sadness and emptiness I feel when I am seeing the sunset. It’s like when the sun is setting, it is taking the loneliness that you’re feeling too.

It was my first love and it always will be.

I hope it could be you

I hope it could be you. The one to whom I wake up my every mornings with. Share morning breathes and smiles, and fill every coffee mugs on the kitchen table is the first thing I want to do with you in the morning. You’ll hug me from behind and whisper something to my ears. Your warm breathe will tickle me. And it will feel so good.

I hope it could be you. The one who will drive me to the grocery store. We’ll buy foods and other things that we don’t need because we just feel like buying it. We’ll run like we’re still kids chasing each other. And we’ll do it every Sunday or every day or every time that we have time.

I hope it could be you. The one whom I will have problems with. We’ll argue, we’ll need space, but then in the end, we’ll fix it and we will love each other more. You’ll ask me why’s and how’s and then we’ll say something, then you’ll hug me and then we will feel fine after. You will be one of the people to motivate me, give me strength, and hope in every challenge I/we will face. 

I hope it could be you. The one who will sing every love songs in your playlist. You’ll sing for me before we sleep, after we wake up, on the road, while doing the laundry, while walking hand in hand, and every time we’re together.

I hope it could be you. The one who will never leave me forever. The one who will stay by my side through ups and downs of my life. The one who will be my dreaming partner, prayer partner, and partner in everything that needs a partner.

I hope it could be you. The one who I will share my I love you’s — every morning, every night, every time we’re apart, and every moment when we have the chance to say it and prove it.

I hope it could be you. I wish it could be you. And I pray it could be you.

Does she still mean something to you?

She have waited for your call the whole day. She kept on looking at her cellphone to check if you have a message for her, asking what she’s doing and how she’s feeling. She hoped for your visit and she thought that you might come to her house because you misses her too. But there were only false hopes. Nothing was on her phone, the inbox was still empty, still longing for your simple greeting; and no one knocked at the door, it only proved that you didn’t came.

She kept herself busy. She kept on thinking that maybe you’re just so busy too that’s why you couldn’t even say ‘hi’ on your free time. She did all the chores, she washed the dishes, she watched all the movies on the cd rack but she still thought of you. She couldn’t helped it. Every breathe that she took, even the slightest move of her fingers… was reminding her of you.

When the night came, she ate dinner alone, watched another random film alone, and went to her bed alone. She cried because of loneliness. She cried because she misses you so much. She cried… because she still don’t know what happened to you and her. And she cried, because she thinks that she means nothing to you now.

Does she still mean something to you?

By B

Nakaukit ka na sa aking puso,
Nakapinta ka na sa aking isipan.
Iguguhit natin ang simula,
ngunit walang dulo.
Dahil ito ang aking pangako:
‘Hindi kita iiwan.’

Mahal kita,
Walang pagdududa.
Sana’y nakikita mo sa aking mga mata,
na ikaw lang, walang iba.

March 09: Little Tour In Angono, Rizal!

Angono, Rizal is my hometown, and since then, I never left this place. But then I realized, even tho I was from here and I grew up in the small but beautiful town of Angono, I barely know the place. Angono is the home of the two National Artist, Carlos “Botong” Francisco and Lucio San Pedro. It’s also known as the Art Capital of the Philippines and Home of the Higantes. I was so proud to live here and to be a part of it.

Last March 9, 2014, we did a little tour in Angono. We, fine arts student, were sort of required to come because it’s a part of Arts Month that was held las February 2014. The first destination was Angono- Binangonan Petroglyphs. It was not my first time going to there but it was the first time I enjoyed the beauty of the place.


We left the place before 9am and got there 30 minutes after. The ride was smooth, and I remembered some scenes way back in high school.


This tree looks creepy. But it was cool, too! It was a not so hot and not so cold day. It was just fine.


From l-r (Anne *ganda*, Lindy, Nica, Christian, Tina and me!)


I remember this cave tho. It was the same cave! (of course duh!) that I walked through with *past* and *present*. ehmehem.


We’re lucky that the guard let us in. They said they’re not letting people to just enter the place without early notices.





I learned things from the guard. Hoho. He’s the one who explained how and when the place was discovered. It was discovered, according to what i understand, by Botong Francisco while they were camping.

The next stop was in Nemiranda Arthouse and Gallery! I was amazed by the artoworks, paintings and sculptures here! I don’t have decent photos too and I just got these from our Adviser, Miss Maureen Bulatao.




Picture with sir Nemi Miranda. They have a piano inside and I wanted to play but we needed to go already and it’s so T__T (photo credits to Ms. Mau)

The next destination was in sir Orville Tiamson’s gallery, it was not far from sir Nemi’s.


Are you familiar with Got to Believe (ABS-CBN’s soap opera?) It was the restaurant and the “studio” of Chichay. The professor was also sir Orville! Isn’t that amazing? And the artworks too were amazing! I saw some painting that’s still not finished! Amazing.


Sir Orville Tiamson did some little talk. He gave suggestions and advices to us, on how to survive the “field” of career we’re taking, and how to satisfy not only yourself but also the others who will look at your creations.

Third is Carlos “Botong” Francisco’s gallery! It was my first time here. I was kinda sad to the fact that there are only few works/painting of the late Botong Francisco in his own house. They were only replicas and the true paintings are in different galleries in the Philippines.

I don’t have decent photos again so I took some from Miss Mau again. Forgive me.



(photo credits to Ms. Mau)


We also had the chance to talk to Mr. Botong’s grandson, sir Totong!

Lunch break. The original plan was we will go right away to our next stop, but unfortunately, it was lunch break already so we went to Wawa instead to eat.


It was kinda awkward to stay there as a “tourist” (because we’re on a tour! haha) in your favorite place. It was super hot that time and so we just eat and stayed inside the bus. Our adviser, Miss Mau, treat us mini siopao and it was really hard for me to eat it because of it’s cuteness.


When 1pm came, we headed to our next Destination, none other than! Tenenenentenen~


Camera’s are not allowed inside the gallery. But it’s okay, we met sir Michael Blanco, one of the artist of Blanco Family, and he gave us a talk too.


I look so haggard, I know. Haha!


Umatake ang pagka-vain, sorry. ^^v


I wandered around the place, and I was happy I could find a place to relax. Hihi

It was sad that I couldn’t post some decent pictures of the paintings but yeah, just try to visit their galleries for you to see their amazing artworks!  After that, we went home and did try to finish the research paper to be passed the next day. :)

See? I’ve been living my 19 years here but there are some places i this town I haven’t went to not until this tour happened. I was glad to be a part of this field. I am seeing myself, 10 years from now, I’ll also have m own gallery and name in the field of Visual Arts. Yay!

Howdy, Worpy!

Ciao! How are you, Worpy pips? It’s been so long, and again, I am so sorry for neglecting you for same old reasons. I’ve been busy in school, we’ve done so many projects and activities, that’s why. And since the vacation is coming, expect that I’ll post more blogs. SANA! Haha

There were so many things to blog about. Let me just start by posting some pics from our Arts Month activities. We did short films, road illusions, paintings for JAV entries, nude sessions, and went to different galleries in our town and it was amazing and enjoyable!

We welcomed Arts Month by cos-playing and wandering inside the campus. The theme was Modern Greek mythology, so they put some twists in their costumes. I don’t have decent photos, I am sorry.




from l-r (Athena, Hades, Hestia, Persephone, and *singit!* hoho) cosplayed by Tina, Mario, Shine and Jane


Cos-players with first year. Find me! :P

The next days, we prepared for our short films, and it’s the most depressing stage for us. The deadline was Monday, but we only started shooting three days before the deadline so we really were that depressed and stressed. But good thing, we did it. Some profs said that they didn’t expect that we (first year) could make that kind of film. (i want to post it here but I don’t have a copy, so maybe next time!) But here are some bts photos while setting up the “studio”.


That’s Me and Louise (nice pose yeah? haha) and Gio!


Covering the window, because we need that “bloody red dim effect”


Testing the lights and making the backdrop!


Testing and finding the right angle for the first scene!

And uhuh, this is why the higher year said that they couldn’t believe us, making this kind of short film. We showed some flesh. beybeh! The short films were presented in the computer lab. And since I am a part of our organization’s set of officers, I was in charged in the entrance and payment for the film showing.

The next activity was JAV. This was the number one reason why I couldn’t update this blog last month. We needed to do a painting for an entry to that compitetion. And ugh, I was hopeless in finishing mine. But yeah, on the day of the competition (elimination round), four of my classmates and their painting were included! I was so proud and happy even tho mine wasn’t included because I know they deserved it by giving enough time and effort on their works.


(Photo credits to my classmate, John Clement)



The paintings were exhibited inside our classroom. And the program proper was held in the computer lab. (Photo credits to my classmate, John Clement)



Sir Theo Arnolds was the guest and some other professional from different campuses. I was one of the emcee too on that day. I wasn’t prepared, actually. It was a first time. (Photo credits to my classmate, John Clement)



And yey! Number 14, it was my entry. :3 (Photo credits to my classmate, John Clement)

The next activity was the UCCA performances. We went to URS Morong to watch the performances of our co-URS-students. I don’t have any photos to post here so I’ll just skip that part. We just watched and enjoyed the talents of URS students.

We also did some nude sessions! And omg, I was so tensed that day. I got to see their *yeah* and uhuh, we sketch their bodies in three different positions! I was kinda don’t want to peek to the male’s body but I had no choice! Hoho



(photo credits to LikhangUno)


We also did some road illusions! Oha oha, I made that one nail there! Hoho. (and hi Runa! :D)

Next was the closing/egress. It was held in the computer lab again. We (officers) were in charged to the closing ceremony (awarding of all the winners from the cos-play to the short films), but I was glad I’m not the MC anymore. Louise and I bought some prizes for the winners (and I hate that it was Dowee Donut! lol) that morning, and the plaques and ribbons were made by the higher years.


(photo credits to Miss Mau)


We also had a surprise guess! It was sir Jestoni Alarcon, how nice, isn’t it? (photo credits to Ms. Mau ^)

We were starstruck-ed to him. He smells so good and omg, he’s so tall! The next activity was the tour! But I’ll just separate the photos from here. So, that’s how the Arts Month ended. :)



Ibang iba yung view kapag nasa tower ka at ang pinagmamasdan mo ay yung tubig. Mas masarap sa pakiramdam kapag nasa gitna ka ng lawa at ang pinagmamasdan mo naman ay yung mga taong nakatingin sa direksiyon mo. Literal na para kang lumulutang. Iba yung hangin, iba yung ambiance, mas magaan. Yung tipong feeling mo tinatangay na rin ng hangin at alon lahat ng problemang dinadala mo habang nasa gitna ka ng tubig at dinadama ang paligid.