portraits from a jeepney ride: the picture taker, the hard-worker and the vain

caught from a jeepney ride, front seat.

just one of the many reasons i love taking the front seat of a jeepney. i get to capture, through my low-end but trusty camera, the city's teeming streets and the individual characters that make them all the more interesting.
and oh, on certain occasions, i get to ask the driver a bunch of random, meaningful and meaningless questions. :D

101 strangers

(a personal project in progress...)

 

 

 

 

 

where the streets have no names

there's a guy i'm longing to see...

sitting cross-legged on a couch with the library-borrowed book, she rummaged for a pen to mark salient points on the pages. she would do it with a pencil, but she didn’t have one.
tonight, though, she didn't do it. she left the pen unused, and the borrowed book untainted by her scraggly lines.

-march 13, 07

tutor 18023 attends her first Rarejob gathering :)

 

i miss those days i used to express myself through poetry attempts. the operative word being 'attempts'.

found in my oft-neglected journal

date unknown, or probably some time two years ago:

my proclivity to start afresh when something goes amiss midway through is proving to be a hard habit to break. If this were the movies the audience might find it romantic in a holly gollightly kind of way. but this is real life and breaking into a life-sucks-themed ditty just isn't cute anymore. so what to do when the itch rears its ugly head again? stick around. stick around while you can-- stick around until you're sure it's not just fear of going out of your comfort zone that's making you want to start again.

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date unknown:

go back to the exact date, exact time you are on at this very moment ten years ago-- and ponder:
how much have you changed? were you happier or sadder then than you are right now? would you trade places with that person who's ten years younger?

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july 19, '08

is it the heart OR the brain that's treacherous?
is the heart really irrational? or is the brain maybe just unfeeling?
is the brain unfeeling? or maybe the heart is just irrational?

(ambot sa imo :D )

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