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Tuesday, June 29, 2004
 

XLIII.

The night is deep.

The news tells of a storm brewing nearby. The cool winds sweep the littered streets and make little unknown pieces look like they're playing tag. Lloyd snuggles on his blue and white stripped bed half covered with trinkets he collected during the week: 5 assorted paperclips all picked from the road, various bus tickets, an invitation to a child's christening, a small iron sun with a ray missing, a brown black bonnet, 2 brown shoelaces, 2 small black button pins in which the letters D and Q are printed, a blue harmonica, a small wooden fishy with puckered lips, a cork, an orange dermatograph, several pieces of cinnamon candies and a four leaf clover. He is tired and never really notices anything that has been mentioned since the first sentence.

TAP TAP BUZZZZZZZZZ

TAPbuzzzztaptaptippitytap

A certain thing is making a racket outside the window. Lloyd finally notices and stands on the bed avoiding littered treasures. Nothing. He goes back to his previous cozy positon and closes his eyes.

TAP BUUUUUUZZZZZ!!!! taptaptap

tippity buzz tap.

What in incarnation?!?!.....there outside the window Lloyd recognizes the thing that's making the noise..

BUZZZZZ!! tippity tap tap

A circular head comprising mostly of two bulging eyes, a long thin tail like a needle, body color green, four wings, spiked legs...Its a Dragonfly.

Tippity thump thump

BUUUUZZZZ!!!

It is desperately trying to get into the room.by banging its body to the glass window. Lloyd looks insde the room and finds the source of the dragonfly's desperation- the light. It is cold outside and this dragonfly must have noticed light coming from this room. it needed warmth and lodging for the night. Lloyd opens the window and lets the dragonfly in. It speedily enters and circles the room, hovering from time to time at certain palces. Finally, it lands in front of  Lloyd and rubs its eyes with its two front feet.

" I am mozzzttt ggreaaatttzzzfulllzzz" the dragonfly said.

to be continued...




Monday, June 21, 2004
 

XLII.

NEVER

on the night of you making an academic paper, drink a full glass of your dad's leftover brandy...




Sunday, June 06, 2004
 

XLI.

new place.

but needs tidying up.

and my room to boot ^^

take a peek into my realm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Thursday, June 03, 2004
 

XL.

How I wish I have a handy-dandy camera that I could bring wherever I go. Everyday, priceless moments, picture perfect moments, Look-at-what-I-jsut-saw!! moments, they all go poof in a matter of seconds. All that is left is but a vague, blurred and fading memory in my head.

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Wednesday, June 02, 2004
 

XXXIX.

Okay!

I'm retaking a class. I haven't graduated yet.

There. 

Today I have seen different kinds and techniques of how people gasp!

The slow and then exaggerated gasp.

The sudden and quick gasp.

The stunned for a minute and a half gasp.

The big-eyed cover-mouthed gasp.

The big eyed open-mouth gasp.

The oh-you're-retaking-a-class-...-WHHHAAAATT?!?! gasp.

The Tagalog gasp.

The English gasp.

The gasp via text.

The gasp via e-mail.

and the gasp via YM.

anymore?????!!!!

haaayy.. ang hirap mag-explain sa mga tao...