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January 29, 2010
Twenty-eight years ago, my parents received a package that had one word in red that said, “FRAGILE”. They opened the box, and it was a baby girl named “Janice”.
Yes, I was born weak, physically and emotionally. I even thought I should have been called “Crystal”, because one wrong move and it would shatter me, and my feeble world into pieces.
But while growing, I’ve made up my mind and took off the old idea of myself. I was subjected to myriads of pain and torment…But I was never broken. I remained one and whole, scabbed and calloused, but never broken.
I was like in an unimaginable amount of heat, melted in a forge, hammered into shape and grind my rough edges. I was making myself an armory, unseen in the human eye.
I am a metal undetected.
January 28, 2010
Reading is my “not-so-secret” company, it has been for years now. I remember when I was 10, before my mom would put us to bed, I would stuff a book and a flashlight under my pillow. When it was lights out, I’d grab them and read under my sheets.
And for decades, I’ve been to so many beautiful places, transported to a different time, mustered unfounded truths, felt magnitudes of emotions and even found love…in between the pages.
January 27, 2010
My love affair with the ocean and the water, date back when I was 3. At some point, I even wished I could live there. Not until I see the wrinkles in my hands after a long time of staying in the water. That’s when I was convinced that God made man to live on land and just learn how to survive in the water.
But while some girls dreamed, I spent half my life making that few good hours a day living in it…I became a swimmer at 6 years old. And every time I stepped into the water, I became my very own fantasy, a Mermaid.
January 26, 2010
There are some days when I feel like I’m cubed in some sort of huge box. But most of the time, it’s like running around in circles. Life gets to me sometimes…like right now.
January 25, 2010
I don’t know if it’s just me, but the more I hunger for modernization of the world, deep inside I also thirst for how the “old” world was. Maybe that’s when the idea of vintage was born.
Suddenly, the old became new again.
January 24, 2010
Sunday, we were more of a home-lounging mode and what I failed to mention all these years, I’m now sharing through a photo. Even though we’re smacked down in the business center of the Philippines, despite the developments, we still have to deal with this ugly wires. I seriously want to bring this down if I could but then again, it still process lovely in photographs. I guess there’s no such thing as “ugly”.
January 23, 2010
Saturday, Kiara was on the playground making friends and doing what a supposed 3-year old would do, I was at the park waiting for her to prompt that she’s tired and wanting to go home. But that call came later than expected. She was probably really missing the years when she’d do the slide and all.
Oh well, here’s what a bored mom came up with as a time-waster. Yes, I was using my fancy sandals as a bulldozer in this stoned pathway.
January 22, 2010
On the way to Kiara’s school, I’m greeted by big old trees that are in my opinion, almost like those from Korean TV series. Imagine if there was spring in the Philippines, this scene would be beautiful.
January 21, 2010
The challenge with having to take a photo a day is that one day you’d probably ran out of inspiration. One of the things that keeps me up are sweets, they brighten up my less than interesting day.
Today is my second day, and I’ve downed two sinful Ferreros too.
January 20, 2010
I am in a self-imposed exile to an almost run-down building in Makati for six months now. I feel that it would be appropriate that this be my first photo entry.
Wait, the “run-down building” description doesn’t sound right, let’s just say it’s a little old compared to the modern skyscraper residences in the area. But its “old” feel is exactly why I chose the place.
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