Hesitation to use the I may be a tell-tale sign that the I does not know itself fully. Or maybe the I doesn’t know which I, of the many different Is, to use. In any case, there is an I. And there is a You. The You is validated by the I. There couldn’t be a You without the I. But the I also becomes a You through the validation of I through You. And so, the I also exists thanks to You. And so to You who is reading this confused speech of I, THANK YOU. I's existence has become meaningful because of You.______________________________
This blog won't pretend to be hilariously funny or witty or beautiful or profound. But it is an indulgence of all sorts of things that appeal to my senses. Anything I find funny, witty, beautiful, meaningful and worth noticing is found here._______________________________
My Lakbayan grade is C!
How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at Lakbayan!Created by Eugene Villar.
My writings, much like my thoughts, are often fragmented. I do not wish to call myself a writer, though I try to document my thoughts (mostly in private), I would not be so arrogant.
With risk, I venture and say that perhaps my thoughts reflect the fragmented idea I have of myself. That is, I do not yet have a complete idea of myself as a person which, in turn, I would say may come from my being a MetroManila-born Filipina, raised in a household that is not a stickler to tradition.
However much it shames me, I must admit that there many aspects of the many different Filipino cultural heritage that I am not aware of, sometimes making me feel alienated or left out. I’m currently trying to find my way around that.
Just like every other person in the world, I would like to travel and learn of the world. I’d like to kick my easily frightened heart in the @ss and say F*** YOU! NOTHIN’S GONNA FRIGHTEN THIS SHIT!!! Or something like that. I need a better and braver heart, obviously.
Feel free to ask me anything. I don’t bite. =)