Three Steps Backwards

How high is the sky? That’s the question that I’ve always tried to answer. All my life I’ve searched for an answer. A friend of mine told me that there is no definite answer; the boundary between the atmosphere and space is so fuzzy. When I asked a child this question, he answered me y pointing to the clouds. This amused me for a moment. To a child the sky is as high as he could see. That’s a proof how simple a child’s mind works. For adults, the sky is way beyond what we could see. For some, the sky reaches the most distant star. None of this, however helped me find the answer. Then one day, he came.
I was walking around the park when suddenly he bumped into me. I stumbled and fell to the ground. Hem mumbled sorry and reached out his hand. I took it and he pulled me up. My first impression was that of an angel. He had the most brilliant eyes that seem to stare right into my soul. Brown, if ever you’re wondering. Usually I would’ve shouted myself hoarse because of what happened but my anger seemed to melt into embarrassment which made my face suddenly hot.
“Are you OK?” he asked me, worried.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said although it feels like my hips are broken.
“Look, I really sorry, OK?” he said, almost crying.
“I’m fine,” I insisted.
“Listen,” he said suddenly while glancing around. ”can I ask you a favor?”
In spite of myself, my brow rose. Hey, you just shove me to the ground! Now you’re asking me for a favor?
“Please,” he said almost sensually that it made my knees quake. “I need someone to tour me around the city because, you know, I’m new here.”
“Oh!” I exclaimed.
“Please,” he said yet again. “it would really mean a lot to me.”
“Excuse me, don’t you realize what just happened?!” I said, evading the request. I’m not easy to get.
“I said I’m sorry, alright?” he said exasperated. “I was hurrying to talk to you then I stumbled and bumped into you.”
“Hhnnmm …” I was still buying my time.
“So, will you tour me?”
“No.”
But the next thing knew, I was with him the whole day. We’ve been around the city, gone to malls and the museum. It was hard not to like him. He seemed more interested about me than the sights. He was sweet and, oddly enough, knows pretty much about me. When I asked him how this was so, he said
“Well, it shows in you,” followed by a smile.
He explained that he was rather good in reading a person’s body language and the reason he asked me to be his “tour guide” is because he knew I’m a local.
“There is this certain spring in your steps,” he explained, ”that told me you’re comfortable with the place and you don’t look around that much which means you’re too familiar with the place.”
He also knew that I’m a big fan of the Jonas Brothers.
“I saw how your pupils dilated when you saw their poster.”
“So, basically, I can’t hide anything from you?”
“In a manner of speaking, yes, but neither can I.”
“You sound like we’re very good friends.”
“Is there any reason why we couldn’t?” he asked with a very knowing smile.
That’s when our story became a love story. A week has passed and we are together everyday. And in that short time I knew I love him. I’m not easy to get, I stand to that but what can I do? If you love someone why would you wait for long? He understands me. He was the one of the very few who really did. And I think I understand him too. Not as much as he understands me but enough to know I love him. The longer I’m with him, the more open he became. He told me about his sorrows, his pains, and the things that make him angry. I played the role of confidant. I know most of his pains as I feel them myself. He promises me that we will be together everyday for the rest of my life. I know it’s a very big promise but for Love, nothing is too big.
Then one day, someone called me while I was waiting for him at our meeting place. She said she was the sister of him, whom I love. She told me about what’s bothering him. She said he told her not to tell me because it would surely break my heart. She told me my love had cancer. Of course I knew then that she was lying. How he had cancer? He was healthy. Sick People looked barren and down cast. He was full of life and happiness and love – love for me. How can she tell such lies! No, he is OK and he is coming to meet me again. I waited and waited. He was late. It must be because of the traffic. Then after about five hours of waiting, about eight in the evening, she called again.
“He’s dead,” she said.
My world suddenly stopped turning. Suddenly, I found myself on the harbor near the park. During the last minutes of my life I realized that to reach the sky, all you have to do is take steps backwards.

Foriegn Songs I Liked (non-English)

Unforgetable Philippines Commercials

Super nakakiyak 'tong ad na to! Grabe bata pa lang alam nya na kung sino gusto nya then nang magkita ulit sila may iba na yung babae! :'(


Super nakakatawa naman 'to! Mareon ako natutunang lesson: kapag tutulong ka sa iba, do it all the way. 'Wag half lang.


Naging sensation 'tong commercial na 'to. Pero hindi ako tatanggap ng Coke mula sa isang kumakantang stranger.


Ito naman medyo hindi ko nagets.

Eleven Questions and a Heartbreak

"Beautiful night, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"You like it?"
"Yes."
"The stars?"
"Yes."
"And the moon?"
"Yes."
"Are you cold?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure it's ok?"
"Yes."
"Are you happy?"
"Yes."
"Like me?"
"Yes."
"Will you paint tonight?"
"Yes."
"You know how I fell about you?"
"Yes."
"Do you love me?"
"No."
"Oh."

High Technology in the Bible?

The Bible has been and will always be a great influence to the world.
But have you ever wondered whether we have interpreted the Bible right?
Below is a very intriguing interpretation.
Please note that although I've posted the article here, I dont endorse this theory in any way.

Bible Mysteries

If you decided not see the article I suggest that you read this one:

A Proof that God Exist

Why do I like Mariah?

There are those who kept asking me, "Why do you like Mariah?" as if she's the most unnatural person to like. I think that people don't understand because of her appearance(forgive me for my choice of word because my vocabulary isn't very good). Yes, I am disapproving of her wearing over-the-top revealing dresses but that's because of her desire not to be compared with her contemporaries. There were time that I can't even look at her because of this! Well, it's not that she doesn't know how to dress right.

Anyway, I came to like Mariah because of her voice--at first. Before watching Glitter, her very first movie, I'm not really interested with her. Sure I like some of her song but then, for me she's just like every other singers out there. But after watching Glitter I was like: "Gosh, this girl has the Voice." (Many writers call her The Voice). I was captivated by it. Then I started listening to her song, which increased my liking of her.

But her voice is not the only thing that made me a fan. After listening to her song, I started reading about her. I've learned that she wrote all of her songs (excepting covers). For me that's something. A fair few singers write their own songs. She also wrote song for other singers. Some of her songs, those which were not released as a single, are, I think, way too "emo." Like Petals from the Rainbow album:

So many I considered closest to me
Turned on a dime and sold me out dutifully.
Although that knife was chipping away at me
They turned their eyes away and went home to sleep

She put so much feelings in her songs that no one can even relate to it. But what amazes me most is her sense of hope. In that same song:



This made think that there is nothing in this world that we can't over come. That's another thing that I like about Mariah: she inspires me to be strong. "A lot of people are singing about how screwed up the world is, and I don't think that everybody wants to hear about that all the time," she said. She sings of her struggles but at the end she sings about how strong Hope can be. She also believes that when everyone turned against you, there is still someone who will always be with you: yourself --and God.

It seems as though I've always been,
somebody outside looking in,
well, here I am for all of them to bleed,
but they can't take my heart from me,
and they can't bring me to my knees,
they'll never know the real me.
--Looking in, Daydream 1995

No, they can't take this precious love
I'll always have inside me
Certainly the Lord will guide me
Where I need to go.
--Mariah's Theme, Rainbow

Mariah suffered so many things in life. Thing that especially devastated her was the death of her father Alfred Roy Carey. She wrote so many songs for his father.

Father, thanks for reaching out and lovingly,
saying that you've always been proud of me,
I needed to feel that so desperately,
you're always alive inside of me.
--Sunflowers for Alfred Roy, Charmbracelet 2002

Another thing Mariah is that whoever you are, you have a place in this world. During her childhood, when racial discrimination is still existent in America, she doesn't know where to "fit in." But her multi-racial decent didn't stop her for making a place for herself in this world. She made the world accept what she is and made us all see that no matter what other people say about you, about the color of you skin, or about the way you dress, you have a place in this world and you'll fit in no matter what.