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higher than high

Monday, June 30, 2008

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one of those moments in life you wish the world could just freeze.
and everything was reduced to just you and me.

nicely, in place.
the air was warm, the breeze was cool, the beer was chilled,
the sun was proud, the night couldnt wait, the 6kilometres walk,
the stars were alive, the puppies were born.

pit stop

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

there always are people who will try to cloud our visions.
make dreams 3 hues less colorful than they started out to be.
or pull our feet back down to earth. where they really shouldnt be.

sometimes we get caught up and wonder why we werent saved,
by someone. anyone. endeared or bypassed.
just in the nick of time, before these thoughts eat us away.

i am fighting to hold on to a belief i used to boycott.
and i feel just as little as you described you felt.
no, definitely maybe more.

i magnify us just so none of us will ever lose track in the dark.
provided no one gets carried away and drowned into this high.

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transition

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

this is an odd chapter of my life where everyday is filled with too many things to think about,
yet pretty much nothing i can do to move ahead. the destiny is fixed but the agenda is not.
i still go to work for the sake of getting paid for the last few months of this transition.
so frustrating, so uncertain, so worrying, so impatient. the answer is 2 months away.
and then it will be a string of chores to wrap up with the speed of lightning. the way i like it.
my fate lies in the hands of an organization i hardly know and do not even believe in.
yet i suspect i would beg and offer to kiss their toes if they give me my share of the pie.
who are these people. do they even really care about how much i want to live this dream.
do they even know me apart from my curriculum vitae and that thumbnail photo stuck to it.
and how will they judge if i should deserve the chance lesser than that other hopeful candidate.
one can only hope. and i am way over that now. much more of trying not to lose it soon.

i want my scholarship!