hilaw ngan hinog

wray la...

sidewalk bloom

karagbukad naman kita. while waiting for a jeep to office, some things bloom.

tamsi

in english, bird. but these are baby birds, something i don't know what baby birds are called and something i don't know what these birds are called. we found their nest in one of the plants in the yard, a bit broken. so we took them and placed them back. now they are gone... birds, really, do fly.

PBA

PBA came over for an exhibiton game. we didn't watch. we (my friends) met them at one fastfood here in tacloban and took the opportunity to take photos with them. somebody once believed that i coached a basketball team in my younger years. and i stood by it.

graduation (not mine)

there is something in graduation which i dread or find sweet. i don't know. i always have a graduation to attend to every year, and the irony of it is that, it is a graduation not in my alma mater. the one above was in EVSU, a friend of mine graduated PhD after long long years...

not my guitar

i once had a borrowed guitar from my brother, a 1980 12-string gibson, which was broken in my boarding house by whoeverhewas (may he rest in peace). from then on, i no longer play this instrument (as if i really played before). but one thing i plan tho, to bring back the interest in playing this instrument. it is available (tho i don't have one yet); it can be played anywhere, anytime. and the sound - such music when all or one string is strummed.