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no chance, no way [May. 6th, 2009|04:06 pm]
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What a lovely, lovely song. Beam and I just sang this here in the office with so much passion ♥
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in the words of michael cunningham [Apr. 13th, 2009|08:36 pm]
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"There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined, though everyone but children (and perhaps even they) know their hours will inevitably be followed by others, far darker and more difficult. Still, we cherish the city, the morning; we hope, more than anything, for more."

And this was me, last Holy Week:
"She will read one page. One more page, to calm and locate herself, then she'll get out of bed."

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(no subject) [Mar. 25th, 2009|06:15 pm]
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Outside, the city is blanketed in sepia. Like I'm looking at a '50s photo.
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... [Mar. 24th, 2009|12:15 pm]
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Sylvia Plath's son, Nicholas Plath Hughes, committed suicide. I remember him as this pudgy, fat-fingered baby in Sylvia's diaries. In her diary, Sylvia Plath recounted the birth, how perilous was it, how long it took for him to slide out of her womb. And now his death makes me feel sad in a way that I never thought I could be.


Nick And The Candlestick by Sylvia Plath
I am a miner. The light burns blue.
Waxy stalactites
Drip and thicken, tears

The earthen womb

Exudes from its dead boredom.
Black bat airs

Wrap me, raggy shawls,
Cold homicides.
They weld to me like plums.

Old cave of calcium
Icicles, old echoer.
Even the newts are white,

Those holy Joes.
And the fish, the fish-
Christ! They are panes of ice,

A vice of knives,
A piranha
Religion, drinking

Its first communion out of my live toes.
The candle
Gulps and recovers its small altitude,

Its yellows hearten.
O love, how did you get here?
O embryo

Remembering, even in sleep,
Your crossed position.
The blood blooms clean

In you, ruby.
The pain
You wake to is not yours.

Love, love,
I have hung our cave with roses.
With soft rugs-

The last of Victoriana.
Let the stars
Plummet to their dark address,

Let the mercuric
Atoms that cripple drip
Into the terrible well,

You are the one
Solid the spaces lean on, envious.
You are the baby in the barn.
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steady as forever [Mar. 22nd, 2009|07:50 pm]
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yesterday, cosmo helped build a house :) the staff, friends from the office, staff's guests (mine was Analyn, my highschool girlfriend), and the readers volunteered for habitat for humanity. what a tiring and fulfilling saturday, i shoveled, hauled sacks of sand, bent steel, and filled hollow blocks with this mixture called grout.

anyhow, i've fallen more in love with my job after meeting our dear readers and supporters! sarap ng feeling. analyn, who even made friends with the readers so much so i didn't have to check up on her, said: "mas nakakagana kayo magtrabaho noh?" ♥

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last friday: 1am i was inside mercury drug for sunblock and when i was about to step out of the drugstore, i bumped into my childhood sweetheart, dean. "hi samantha," he said, and because i was anxious/flabbergasted/and oily and generally ngarag-looking, i could only yelp an "uy! hi!" and ran away from him asap. the story of our lives, it's been 13 years since our premature love affair, but why does he still have that effect on me?

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tonight, i'm revising my story for our finals. the heat isn't helping, all i want is to jump into the waters and swim, swim, swim until my skin goes heat-resistant and leathery.

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bracing myself for an insane week (school- and work-wise). one happy, get-me-through-this-stress thought: boracay next week!
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oh boy the wonders of facebook [Mar. 12th, 2009|10:11 pm]
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Whatever, hahaha.

Oh btw the Basti Artadi group I created in Facebook has now 33 members, haha! I was asking friends if I could invite Basti himself to the group, and they were all like: "Parang...no." Haha!
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cosmo march [Mar. 5th, 2009|05:07 pm]
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Cosmopolitan Philippines March issue. I wrote the cover story (my second!), yay!


Sorry for the super shameless plugging. Haha!
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this always happens [Feb. 25th, 2009|07:19 pm]
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"Ako iyong nagwave sayo the other night. Malabo ba mata mo? Parang hindi mo ako nakilala e.. Nakakahiya naman so hindi na ako lumapit."

I wish I could wear my glasses but they're ugly and make me dizzy (and I'm still paying for them ugh!) and contact lenses freak me out.
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new journal! [Feb. 19th, 2009|06:05 pm]
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Isn't she a beauty? Got it from Fully Booked. ♥
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awww [Feb. 16th, 2009|05:39 pm]
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Thanks Beam for the link!
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