This thing is inspired by a great mind that is combined by somewhat agenda in attaining thy self…
I would like to give the credit to the people with such a great ambitious and creative magnificent extravagant unique thoughts that lead me of doing this thing that may be sound sort of stupidity of thyself…
Ways to know me more…
Starting when I was young ‘till today…
· When I was kinder 1, I walk from school to our house just wearing my sock on because I don’t want my new shoes to be soak in wet by the rain
· Food is all I want
· I am such a cry baby
· it's a life to watch love stories
· Comedy movies and series makes my day go around
· When I was five years old i already taste ginebra - bilog
· Do you know when i was six years old i still have my own yaya
· I learned to lit a fire using coal when I was seven and there is a trick on it! ask me if you saw me
· When I was six my playground is the centro (city proper itself)
· I grew up with gay and lesbian
· I learned how to do my laundry when I was seven from a gay (labandero)
· When I was around six I used to fill the drum of water and dream it was my own bath tub
· Since nursery until my undergrad I went to a roman catholic school
· When I was seven I used to play bowling near in our house which is like a haunted bowling lanes because of the smell
· One of my playground when I was little was a book store near to our house
· As far as I know I am a frequent customer of a parlor, didith - a local parlor, part of my daily routine playground
· When I step in grade two I got my first best friend name alex benjamin chiu and learn how to telebabad - stay in the phone for an hour
· I was grade three when I first sleep in a classmate house
· I was grade four when I first went to prefect of discipline name sir rañosa for a fight with my classmate bambico
· When I was grade two when I got my first crush name maribel santos -damn she was amazing!
· When we where in elementary we, together with my siblings, used to walk from school going home
· When I was around five I rolled around from a ranging jeepney in front of our house, guess what i'm still alive and kicking - but my mothers heart is pumping high
· When I was young I used to stay at the police headquarter and try to watch the violators being prisoned
· When I was grade three I used to stare on a reporter, name mads - a tito of my classmate in highschool, while he reports on the radio
· Every city fiesta I always bought gun and a cooking set made of clay
· When I was six years old I used to play in a swampy public school, sta. cruz elementary school, just to look for a fish
· When I was young, me and my playmate neighbor bought a maya birds then we kill it and cook whala! its a delicacy!
· When I was young I know how to bend my body up side down
· When I was young my little sister, Diana, and I went to a printing shop near our house and get the newly print receipt, then keep on signing it, and think we are the boss of the company
· I learn how to ride a bike when I was grade two and it was summer in daet
· When I was elementary we are ask by my grandparents to scrub a floor using coconut husk and being paid 1 peso - nice bribe!
· When I was nine years old my grandmother are the one taking a bath of me every summer
· I used to have terno corduroys pants and polo shirts same tailored with my gradfather, lolo pontong
· Every summer I go to hear mass with my grandfather, lolo pontong, and guess what everytime he puts pomade on him he do the same on me, damn its so sticky and smell bad no offense lolo
· As far as I can remember, I was seven when I learn how sell bar-b-que in front of our house- its a rule in our family,learn to know how to run a business as early as posible
· Every summer when I was young I used to go with my grandfather, lolo pontong, to go to market, that’s why I learn to tawad or learn the skill of being a barat
· I ‘m a such lolo’s boy
· I have a higher share, in terms of money, everytime my grandparents visited us in the city
· When I was young I destroyed all my toys and just get the motor of it and create a fun out of it
· When we were elementary we always fell on our 12 or 13 steps stairs in our old house and still smiling
· When I was grade three me and my little sister Diana cooked food from a cooking set made in clay and let our younger brother aboy taste it
· Since I was young I have a partner in crime name Diana my younger sister
· I never called my older sister deena ate that’s why my two younger siblings Diana and Aboy never calls me kuya
· When typhoon come I love to swim in the street
· When I was little boy I used to have many wounds due to infections everytime I swim in the overflowed canal
· When I was five years old I found a five centavos in the canal and bought a calamay, rice cake
· Every morning when going to school I seen an tricycle accident tumbling around in the street
· When I was young I once followed a police shooting a theft in our street
· I live in the city proper, literally center of the city
· Every Lenten season I used to sit in the plaza waiting for the big screen to be put and watch movie about the sufferings of the Lord
· Every time we play hide and seek with my playmates I always hide in my grandfather place , papa cenon, in the supermarket
· As early as seven I am a movie watcher
· Every weekend I watch free movie because the ticket lady is our neighbor
· When I was young I watch all the tagalong movies
· When I was young I used to play helicopter out of the bare fruit of a mahogany tree which I can found it now in U.P. diliman
· I love to play when it rains
· I used to eat condensed milk mix with my rice
· When I was young I used to mix milo and milk and sugar and just eat them
· When I was elementary I can’t remember how many times I lost my bag meaning left my bag in the tricycle
· When we were still young every Sunday we dine out after we hear mass
· Everytime I went to a dentist I end up eating ice cream after my teeth are remove
· When I was young I used to walk and travel around the city
· Every year when I was still young I always have a birthday celebration meaning lots of food in the table
· Everytime I got sick I always ask for an orange soda and spaghetti or burger in mang do which nowadays famous in the name biggs - its a local burger resto which until now i love to visit!
· I was just grade four when my mom and papa got separated
· I was grade two then when my papa slap me in the face because I fail in the Chinese subject I cannot remember if it is “FLA A or FLA B in st. joseph school
· I was in the lower section ever since I was in st. joseph school its either c or d the heck of it!
· I learn how to cheat in exam as early as I could especially in Chinese subjects
· I have a partner in crime when I cheated in a quiz in our history class when I was in grade five it was Arlene abogado but it just happened once
· When we are young we always skip from our bed when we are ask to slep in the afternoon
· When we are young its forbidden to read tagalong comics in our house but we outsmart our mother always
· When I was elementary we used to cooked and sell bar-b-que for our ba-on on the next day
· When I was in elementary my mom would have to deliver tons of tons of eggs from market and I used to go with her so imagine our house full of eggs and egg trays
· We used to have a green parrot named “perikotao” which we buried together with my siblings and cried so hard
· When I was grade five I left st. joseph school because I flanked in both Chinese subjects and if I remain in the school I should repeat grade five again
· I went to all boys when I was grade six
· I have met my first “partner” but not formally “partner when I was grade six she is from an exclusive for girls school, collegio de sta. Isabel, her name is dolly
· I love to eat
· I hate being called stupid
· Things I would love is to watch people walking around
· I love to show my face with a big smile on it
· Creating something from nowhere is what I want
· Helping others is all I wanted
· Leaving a room of sadness is a painful
· Letting some people feel good despite the aches in their heart is what I like
· I hate chocolate
· I don’t eat kinilaw (raw food that is being cook using vinegar)
· I am not good in any sports
· Cooking is what I live for
· Having everything in my desk is all I would love
· The very first thing I do when I wake up is I let my eyes shut
· I have thing in me when I speak in front of many people
· I love to walk together with my siblings and keep on laughing on others
· I burf aloud as what my other siblings does
· I can speak so fast but not as fast as my, not related, sister ely
· I make many people smile and I don’t know how
· I am a type of person would like to share myself and tell my whole life to a stranger
· I don’t know how to say no unless I cannot do it
· I love to write
· I love to day dream and smile alone
· I always talk aloud so many people knows me when i am around
· I do think aloud
· I have this mannerism of staring a person yet not focusing of them but on my thoughts that keep bugging on me
· You cannot force me to eat padas - asmall fish layered with bago-ong or bago-ong itself that is made in Ilocos
· Don’t force me to eat octopus , in whole – the buo pa, cut it into cubes and fry it, now I’ll eat it
· I love to cook just tell what o do
· As far as I can remember I learn how to cook when I was young
Friday, March 25, 2005
Thursday, March 24, 2005
what a day
....this day was a good one or what?
it started when i arrived inmy province. my birht place. a small city that you can see far down in south. a place that typhoon really enjoys visiting for the whole year.
the usual day.having my mom at my side and siblings as well as my nanay (nanny) - the one who took care of us. my day was great having the things go smoothly.the life of comfort because you are assured tha you are so safe because the person you wish to be at your side always, specially when you are not feling, is here at your side taking good care and askng you what you want. meaning the feeling of being pumpered was really running into my veins.
i ate my favorite menu, chicharon bulaklak (part of pig intestines), and the home made sinigang na baboy, (sour soup). yup, i am eating meat. sorry for that even thogh i know its forbiden for roman catholics to eat pork in lenten season. but, this is also the time i have to taste all the delicacies here in our province. hmmm... enough for the food, you'll just know how i crave for food. hehehehehehe.
so, after that, i went to supwermarket to pay a visit to my long time friend mitch and stay in thier store for a couple of hours chatting to her and tita (mother). just sharing some news and patch up things.
after that around 5 pm. me and mitch drove to their house to fix things. we jsut stay ther for a couple of minutes. then, we leave and buy some food to eat just to fill the stomach that keep on shouting "we are hungry! we need food!" so we drove to beanbag - a coffee shop owned by a batchmate and a friend, then go straight to one of our friends house - esche, another old friend from undergrad. we stay there and try to check out her new pc - personal computer, a little bit of chat and chika then we left and fetch tita (mitch mom).
then, mitch drop me off near in the panganiban bridge - near to the house of my ex-fiance, because i promise to my ex that i'll pay a visit to them - they just here in pinas - philippines, for a vacation. i talk to mama - my ex mother, jsut patch up some things and talk about my ex and what happend to both of us.
after that, conversation with mama - ex mother, i feel good and happy seeing them. but, on the otherside i felt sad...
its so stupid but i guess its natural. i don't know what to say and how to explain. things are relly just come to our lives from zero to a gazillion things and sometimes you can't handle it.
well, thats life what many people says.
"shits happend in the least expected" so, what i need to do is just move on and continue the journey i am facing and try to clean the shit i've done and learn from that so that if that happend again i know how to clean the shits!
so, this is really a life i have for this today.
a day of life that you can't hold. what you need is to be ready and face it with a big smile in your face and heart....
it started when i arrived inmy province. my birht place. a small city that you can see far down in south. a place that typhoon really enjoys visiting for the whole year.
the usual day.having my mom at my side and siblings as well as my nanay (nanny) - the one who took care of us. my day was great having the things go smoothly.the life of comfort because you are assured tha you are so safe because the person you wish to be at your side always, specially when you are not feling, is here at your side taking good care and askng you what you want. meaning the feeling of being pumpered was really running into my veins.
i ate my favorite menu, chicharon bulaklak (part of pig intestines), and the home made sinigang na baboy, (sour soup). yup, i am eating meat. sorry for that even thogh i know its forbiden for roman catholics to eat pork in lenten season. but, this is also the time i have to taste all the delicacies here in our province. hmmm... enough for the food, you'll just know how i crave for food. hehehehehehe.
so, after that, i went to supwermarket to pay a visit to my long time friend mitch and stay in thier store for a couple of hours chatting to her and tita (mother). just sharing some news and patch up things.
after that around 5 pm. me and mitch drove to their house to fix things. we jsut stay ther for a couple of minutes. then, we leave and buy some food to eat just to fill the stomach that keep on shouting "we are hungry! we need food!" so we drove to beanbag - a coffee shop owned by a batchmate and a friend, then go straight to one of our friends house - esche, another old friend from undergrad. we stay there and try to check out her new pc - personal computer, a little bit of chat and chika then we left and fetch tita (mitch mom).
then, mitch drop me off near in the panganiban bridge - near to the house of my ex-fiance, because i promise to my ex that i'll pay a visit to them - they just here in pinas - philippines, for a vacation. i talk to mama - my ex mother, jsut patch up some things and talk about my ex and what happend to both of us.
after that, conversation with mama - ex mother, i feel good and happy seeing them. but, on the otherside i felt sad...
its so stupid but i guess its natural. i don't know what to say and how to explain. things are relly just come to our lives from zero to a gazillion things and sometimes you can't handle it.
well, thats life what many people says.
"shits happend in the least expected" so, what i need to do is just move on and continue the journey i am facing and try to clean the shit i've done and learn from that so that if that happend again i know how to clean the shits!
so, this is really a life i have for this today.
a day of life that you can't hold. what you need is to be ready and face it with a big smile in your face and heart....
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
a life in the world of schizophrenic
by gab david
march 22, 2005
through the mind of an schizophrenic
lies a world that beyond this confusion one
traveling through its own likeness
from its own streams of enigmatic
a crash from devotion
retaliates the own version of life
shivering moments from no where
nobody can imagine
the precious life they would have
from a moment of life through the life of unthinkable
a talk less adventure from the noise less confusion
a blink of an eye
that can be only notice
but beyond that was a life of a different dimension
colors are indescribable
places are powerful
from hill to mountains
that of a mind of precious and tender man
with the level of thinking
that differs from the rest
their eyes that stick on one place
never know what runs in their thoughts
would it be the life of good for the rest
or just merely same as what our world dictates
from a sudden glimpse of their insight
lies a extravagant and imaginable ideas
it can be call useless to this world of life
but for them it’s the best solution
a mind that connects two separate dimension
which only few can have
praying for orderly
that even life can be put in own hand
with clarity that even crystal have exerted
from the morning they open their eyes
until they close
nobody know how and when
for them its just normal
but for everybody
its different
who can be right
to say we have the correct pattern of life
justifiable life may be
but for them its nothing
a life in this world we call is just only a part of their existence
but their world are much easier to comprehend
try to stare and be involve of their lives
soundless life from morning
until night
even moon are not familiar for them
who could say their world was the best
when you can imagine nor comprehend the true reality in life
a life of another life differ from the world we call
ironically it is what idealist have ruled
molded all the man in this world
but the fact that when and where this thought started is not clear
who would say that they belong to the greater level of life
they would be the same
the difference may be is that
they are not belong to same world
yet standing in the same soil
with dimension of unpredictable
that lurking inside them now I ask myself
where it would be the best life
a life we have today
or the life that they have since they evolve in this world
ironically we rule but we cannot imagine
nor understand what they have
we tend to ruled yet
we are never assured of what we have
defending our rights
but none the less asking what we are fighting for
so would it be the best
for us to live
in this world we call
or the life that schizophrenic have
with no boundaries
and beyond that
life was still questionable for us we called sane one
march 22, 2005
through the mind of an schizophrenic
lies a world that beyond this confusion one
traveling through its own likeness
from its own streams of enigmatic
a crash from devotion
retaliates the own version of life
shivering moments from no where
nobody can imagine
the precious life they would have
from a moment of life through the life of unthinkable
a talk less adventure from the noise less confusion
a blink of an eye
that can be only notice
but beyond that was a life of a different dimension
colors are indescribable
places are powerful
from hill to mountains
that of a mind of precious and tender man
with the level of thinking
that differs from the rest
their eyes that stick on one place
never know what runs in their thoughts
would it be the life of good for the rest
or just merely same as what our world dictates
from a sudden glimpse of their insight
lies a extravagant and imaginable ideas
it can be call useless to this world of life
but for them it’s the best solution
a mind that connects two separate dimension
which only few can have
praying for orderly
that even life can be put in own hand
with clarity that even crystal have exerted
from the morning they open their eyes
until they close
nobody know how and when
for them its just normal
but for everybody
its different
who can be right
to say we have the correct pattern of life
justifiable life may be
but for them its nothing
a life in this world we call is just only a part of their existence
but their world are much easier to comprehend
try to stare and be involve of their lives
soundless life from morning
until night
even moon are not familiar for them
who could say their world was the best
when you can imagine nor comprehend the true reality in life
a life of another life differ from the world we call
ironically it is what idealist have ruled
molded all the man in this world
but the fact that when and where this thought started is not clear
who would say that they belong to the greater level of life
they would be the same
the difference may be is that
they are not belong to same world
yet standing in the same soil
with dimension of unpredictable
that lurking inside them now I ask myself
where it would be the best life
a life we have today
or the life that they have since they evolve in this world
ironically we rule but we cannot imagine
nor understand what they have
we tend to ruled yet
we are never assured of what we have
defending our rights
but none the less asking what we are fighting for
so would it be the best
for us to live
in this world we call
or the life that schizophrenic have
with no boundaries
and beyond that
life was still questionable for us we called sane one
Monday, March 21, 2005
a letter to her
by gab david
12 february 2004
starting today
62 hours from now
it is valentine's day.
i know i am far from you
but i am here for you
and begging to love me the way you always do.
i may not be good enough in showing the love that i felt for you
but may be this would be a nice start for me
to say i love you.
12 february 2004
starting today
62 hours from now
it is valentine's day.
i know i am far from you
but i am here for you
and begging to love me the way you always do.
i may not be good enough in showing the love that i felt for you
but may be this would be a nice start for me
to say i love you.
a song
by gab david
march 2, 2004
i close my eyes
try to listen to the voice with in
i search
and look for that unfamiliar voice
lingers in my mind
the voice that have been circling around
through the years i been hearing
but this time i was really struck by it
the sudden tone that capture my attention
i felt i was floating
flying
dancing in the air
try to follow the rythm that has been running
it is like i am in the ocean
the touching of the wind and water
that captures the rock on the seashore
that creates a marvelous sound
as i was following the music
i seen many things
things that can be only can explained
by me
i travelled
and travelled
step by step
just to see what lies beneath
now i reach the core
and suddely stop
try to look what is there
try to comprehend the sound
then i just sit
and smile
and watch
then suddenly tears went out
now i know
that even how far i may go
how lofty the mountains are
i will never stop searching
i will just follow
and look
and find
the love that shouts in your heart
yes
it was you
singing
with your heart and filled with love
march 2, 2004
i close my eyes
try to listen to the voice with in
i search
and look for that unfamiliar voice
lingers in my mind
the voice that have been circling around
through the years i been hearing
but this time i was really struck by it
the sudden tone that capture my attention
i felt i was floating
flying
dancing in the air
try to follow the rythm that has been running
it is like i am in the ocean
the touching of the wind and water
that captures the rock on the seashore
that creates a marvelous sound
as i was following the music
i seen many things
things that can be only can explained
by me
i travelled
and travelled
step by step
just to see what lies beneath
now i reach the core
and suddely stop
try to look what is there
try to comprehend the sound
then i just sit
and smile
and watch
then suddenly tears went out
now i know
that even how far i may go
how lofty the mountains are
i will never stop searching
i will just follow
and look
and find
the love that shouts in your heart
yes
it was you
singing
with your heart and filled with love
a day of happiness
By gab david
March 12, 2005
This day I scrambled
A thing that crawls in my head
An insect that is called beetle bug
How charming it was to my eyes
I smiled
Try to reach it
To let go down to my fingers of love
And let feel the child like caress
I tried to whisper
Closely too what goddess chant
A charm of brightness
Like the moon in the night
Then I open my palm
And let the cheerful wind play in my hand
Letting the beetle bug feel the freedom to fly
As high as what my eyes can see
The sky is blue
Like the pacific ocean in the west
And let my emotion lurked
Finally I said to my self this is a day of happiness…
March 12, 2005
This day I scrambled
A thing that crawls in my head
An insect that is called beetle bug
How charming it was to my eyes
I smiled
Try to reach it
To let go down to my fingers of love
And let feel the child like caress
I tried to whisper
Closely too what goddess chant
A charm of brightness
Like the moon in the night
Then I open my palm
And let the cheerful wind play in my hand
Letting the beetle bug feel the freedom to fly
As high as what my eyes can see
The sky is blue
Like the pacific ocean in the west
And let my emotion lurked
Finally I said to my self this is a day of happiness…
Friday, March 18, 2005
an afternoon and a coffee
by gab david
march 2, 2005
around 5 pm in gloria jean café
a corner of calmness
from a noisy place
a smoothness of blend
and a tasteful colored water
a soulful music
from a voice that full of coldness
an orange, afternoon, rays
that glared unto my eyes
a bunch of jolly people
from all walks of life
a lifeless fashion
from a taste of new generation
from a corner side of the wall
echoes the different sounds
like the water that runs in the stream
that travel from tip to bottom
a faces of beauties
that glamour each others
like the scent of their perfumes
that dance in the air and slowly touché thy soul
lights are starting to glow
from high places to the cars that passes by
voices are everywhere
from left to right
this is life
another day of tussle
an afternoon and a coffee
with a friend…
march 2, 2005
around 5 pm in gloria jean café
a corner of calmness
from a noisy place
a smoothness of blend
and a tasteful colored water
a soulful music
from a voice that full of coldness
an orange, afternoon, rays
that glared unto my eyes
a bunch of jolly people
from all walks of life
a lifeless fashion
from a taste of new generation
from a corner side of the wall
echoes the different sounds
like the water that runs in the stream
that travel from tip to bottom
a faces of beauties
that glamour each others
like the scent of their perfumes
that dance in the air and slowly touché thy soul
lights are starting to glow
from high places to the cars that passes by
voices are everywhere
from left to right
this is life
another day of tussle
an afternoon and a coffee
with a friend…
the ache of happiness
by gab david
February 16, 2005
it just happen
when I was sitting
wondering
leaning back to be solemn
from a corner
to a big whole forest
hesitated to move
but need to try
a butterfly flew from the top
and birds sing
rays of sun are all over
and the moist of grass are dancing over me
a sudden feeling emerge
from the deep and emancipated soul
crawling toward above
‘till it reaches the top
a sudden ache of happiness
it is hard to describe
but the feeling was indescribable
like the allure dreams that comes at night
or sometimes when you feel alone
still glue from the corner
wanting to move
and examine the strange thoughts
but hours have past
still aches of happiness
keep on coming
sealing the other thoughts from coming over
confessing the real life
pouring a thought of dullness
mist of trees are starting to pour out
stretching from one place to another
until it reaches my face
like a confetti from the sky
a tear fall
aches of happiness have just ruled
February 16, 2005
it just happen
when I was sitting
wondering
leaning back to be solemn
from a corner
to a big whole forest
hesitated to move
but need to try
a butterfly flew from the top
and birds sing
rays of sun are all over
and the moist of grass are dancing over me
a sudden feeling emerge
from the deep and emancipated soul
crawling toward above
‘till it reaches the top
a sudden ache of happiness
it is hard to describe
but the feeling was indescribable
like the allure dreams that comes at night
or sometimes when you feel alone
still glue from the corner
wanting to move
and examine the strange thoughts
but hours have past
still aches of happiness
keep on coming
sealing the other thoughts from coming over
confessing the real life
pouring a thought of dullness
mist of trees are starting to pour out
stretching from one place to another
until it reaches my face
like a confetti from the sky
a tear fall
aches of happiness have just ruled
happiness
by gab david
18 february 2005
a glimpse of smile
that shines in her
only her have that
and just for her
shine was over me
like a raging horse from the west
so simple
yet powerful
time was meaning less
for a change in heart
that love overflows
with no hesitations
giving something
pouring everything
and sharing with no any conviction
yet a sudden tiny hope is knocking
reaching her
begging for love
asking for her
just to ease the feeling
18 february 2005
a glimpse of smile
that shines in her
only her have that
and just for her
shine was over me
like a raging horse from the west
so simple
yet powerful
time was meaning less
for a change in heart
that love overflows
with no hesitations
giving something
pouring everything
and sharing with no any conviction
yet a sudden tiny hope is knocking
reaching her
begging for love
asking for her
just to ease the feeling
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