http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/ backspaced Tue, 12 Jul 2005 00:05:01 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2005. http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/102.html Tue, 12 Jul 2005 07:05:10 GMT 1.) "Moving on always means leaving something behind." 2.) This blog is almost a year old; the blogger, backspaced, almost two. 3.) When you treat your writing like your child, you find out how bad a parent you can turn out to be. 4.) Those who should care don't. 5.) Finding the right way to say goodbye is like eating a dictionary and still feeling hungry afterwards. 6.) I won't be posting entries here anymore. http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=102 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/101.html Mon, 04 Jul 2005 16:50:37 GMT My pedestrian preoccupation with politics has sputtered and fizzled out quite a long time ago - somewhere between getting my first white hair and falling for a man who loves popping candy, I guess. It has since faded into the annals of my extended adolescence, a chapter that is redolent of wayward idealism and bourgeois reasoning. A typical case of disillusionment? Perhaps. Or maybe stuff has happened and subliminally revealed to me that, poof!, I'm done raving and raging into the night. *shrug* What I do know for sure is that I don't know whether to rejoice or mourn the fact that I... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=101 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/100.html Thu, 23 Jun 2005 05:41:29 GMT Megalomaniac and megachiropterian in his ways, Bruce Wayne/Batman as a cartoon character has never won my admiration before. And while I can't say Christopher Nolan's "elemental" figure has captured my fancy, it certainly has raised my opinion of the proverbial Dark Knight quite substantially. A savvy no longer sickening is what Christian Bale brings into the role. Larger than life (but still no better than it), he fleshes out the black suit (yeah, minus the offending nipples) with a convoluted reality that this moviegoer can certainly appreciate. That he gets cuts and bruises and sleeps... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=100 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/99.html Wed, 22 Jun 2005 05:03:07 GMT So I saw Episode III with a friend last week (after everyone else has seen it and gone blechhh). Fifteen minutes into the movie, my stomach started churning (I had tacos earlier). This general discomfort, along with the fact that they were making a gullible invertebrate out of a yummy Hayden Christensen onscreen, left me with a not-so-pleasant impression about the film... I was no Star Wars fan. Except for a hazy memory of furry Ewoks, my exposure to the hit series ranked a little above nil. Asked about what I thought of The Revenge of the Sith, all I could come up with were some... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=99 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/98.html Wed, 22 Jun 2005 04:07:06 GMT When you say chartreuse, jade or viridian, you mean green. Right? When you say cerulean, cornflower or cyan, you mean blue. Right? When does keeping things exact become making things complicated? (When you are a two-bit colorblind wedding coordinator who cannot, for the love of patience and worthless palettes, refrain from impressing neo-sadists a.k.a. couples-getting-married with a lot of artsy-fartsy quasi-knowledge. That's when.) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=98 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/97.html Tue, 21 Jun 2005 17:27:29 GMT Forgive my catatonia, shiro. Somewhere along Katipunan last Saturday, I lost all significant social skills and the ability to appreciate an overpriced cup of coffee with seemingly intellectual testosterone-charged gamers-slash-go-getters. The week that ended and the week that had yet to come both caught up with me... System shutdown. Ahh, well. (Deal with the hand you're dealt, an inebriated stranger once said to me.) On a different note: It has never occured to me how DLSU has almost no symbol or significant physical element that could be, uhm, stolen by, say, wretched blue... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=97 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/96.html Sun, 19 Jun 2005 06:32:54 GMT The music ministry stands up; the drummer cues and the band breaks into a song of praise. Out of my seat, I slowly rise, eyes closed and head pounding. I want to sleep... Tomorrow, everything starts all over again. The music, usually so inviting and warm, seeps into my ear, travelling down my body as I take a deep, deep and tired breath, and trickles out on the stone floor, cooled down by a spirit frosted by fatigue and frustation (yeah, in teen-angst fashion I have once again succumbed to -well what else?-depression). I should be home in bed. I shouldn't inflict my presence on anyone... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=96 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/95.html Fri, 17 Jun 2005 09:19:52 GMT Silence alone is great; All else is weakness. (Alfred DeVigny) Tell me now, how I could search for silence when all I want to hear is the sound of... ...OPM on a borrowed guitar ---shivering in denim cutoffs as lithe fingers plucked chords and heartstrings, lyrics and stares forming a melody that knows no rhythm save for heartbeats and deep breaths, watching, waiting, unfolding a prelude to a prayer and a first kiss that sealed your fate and mine. ...falling rain ---a soft blanket that embraces senses and sensibilities, draping gently across leaves and awnings and washing... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=95 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/94.html Thu, 16 Jun 2005 07:41:41 GMT An interesting, albeit brief, fusion of Love and Physics (courtesy of Ernest Macalalad, a friend and ally): "People are like light waves." "Explain." "When light waves meet up or their courses collide, there is interference. There are cases when this becomes a good thing, such as when there is additive or constructive interference that results in a new wave with increased amplitude..." "Eh?" "But, suppose you have two waves: Same wavelength. And yet travelling out of phase with each other; one wave's crest meets with the other wave's trough... Ultimately, they cancel... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=94 http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/archive/93.html Wed, 08 Jun 2005 05:34:29 GMT Two friends told me their loved ones had irrevocably left them. You see, Joy? You are not special. You are not the only one basking in glorious misery. (But our case was different. We arrived at a mutual decision...) Sure, sure, say what you want to say. In the end all that's left are the detritus of human sentiments, spilled guts and blood and all the rest of the broken pieces of a botched emotional experiment... It's over and he's gone... (Anak ng kamoteng kinain ng kambing... Tumigil ka na lang. All hope is not lost.) Gee. When are you goin' to wake up, girl? (When there is no more beauty... (more) http://backspaced.blogdrive.com/comments?id=93