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Thursday, September 30, 2004

red
you may drop your eyebrows now darling. yes i chose red for a background. the jerk of the color makes me active. and no not that kind of jerk as you smuttily imagine it. rub the itch okay.
well now you can compare me to a bull on a bullfight, but then again no because bulls are colorblind. they look at a red cape as a gray cape. and still why do bulls aim their horns to the matador with the red cape (a.k.a. muleta) ? they were stabbed on their necks! i bet if you were the bull you'd do the same.
what is red to me? take some time reading. sometimes slacking is healthy, helps you feel relaxed, which challenges the drive of my background color hehehe.
red is intense. it is vitalizing. it provides heat. it is the color of love and desire. it signifies sexual passion, perhaps an implied reason why they call 'the' place red-light district. our blood is red (because of iron in hemoglobin), which pressure gets high when we are at rage, or when we feel dynamic or energetic. planet mars is red, astrologers say its metal is iron. i've heard that planet Mars' stone is ruby, and ruby is red.
it is a very noticeable color. maybe that's why they use red as a stop sign on stoplights and for danger signs. makes me think for the red-light district, red draws sexual passion as it shouts danger for STDs.
red is joy. for our chinese brothers it is prosperity. this is why chinese brides wear red. i am not chinese, and i cannot be a bride. might as well leave it on my blog.
red is war. not just because planet Mars is reddish and so follows the name of the God of War, Mars, but also because it demonstrates wrath and frenzy. the other 'frenzy', comes in different flavors.
red symbolizes power and bravery. i've read that most national flags have red colors on it. did you know that? i didn't. how stupid. why didn't you tell me?
a red film is a french film. a blue film? ask my friends.
maybe later, when i feel the need to reinvent myself, i'd change the red background again. but i won't let pass a noteworthy day, a red-letter day.



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Sunday, September 05, 2004

what a fool believes
last Tuesday night JM and I had the time to catch up. it’s been quite a time now since we had the occasion to sit back and deliberate over the accounts of our lives. after the talks of family hang-ups and hated friends over beers and fish crackers, it went to our own love stories.
recalling our past loves and the aches of it, we’re still here, alive and kicking. and we are single. and so the lonesome itch made it’s way to the conversation. will we be single for the rest of our life? i don’t think so. as the optimistic me always say, there’d be one for me, i just don’t know when and where will his path cross mine. and there’ll be one for JM too. not exactly the person he wanted to be, but the one he’ll need. well JM is not a relationship person as I know of, but he still feels lost about it. nonetheless, it’s his decision in conclusion.
don’t I feel lonely at discussions like this? move over crybaby coz here’s another chick flick to shed your tears. not surprisingly, I also feel alone in my life. minus the credit of friends, I also feel alone. but what the heck I say, maybe it’s just not my time to have a relationship today, maybe tomorrow. if I would worry about it today, I might ruin tomorrow. i just don’t think pulling it all along with someone who would come my way whom I don’t feel anything about would leave me satisfied. it is just like choosing second best. i’m not the type who’d get a hold of my own happiness from other people.
JM said I am too idealistic and I should get in touch with reality. reality bites, and it has bitten me more painful that people may know. and my own share of reality aids me on my choices now. bittersweet me? i think not. or perhaps I am. but I say the coldness in me will still melt by the warmth of the one who’ll come next.
i remember Pam and I were exchanging some beliefs then. i was telling her that there were instances that the sensation of being single wasn’t that good all the time. yes I am free of heartaches and burdens and free of my own decisions, but every now and then I long for times of having someone to hug when I feel cold, someone to talk to about matters that matter, someone who’d be with me when friends aren’t available dealing with their own misfortunes. i also have considerations of having my own child or children God permits. however, it’s not yet time. by the acts humanity’s staging right now I don’t consider building my own family. i wont allow my children to live in such distress. i’d rather live it up myself than share it to my loved ones. i said maybe when the world’s gone nice and people become more decent, then maybe I’d be ready. Pam lamented, “Jan, walang ideal world”. i believe there is, and there will be. if only all of us would make our move. if only people would discipline themselves. if only all of us would believe. does being idealistic will leave me empty? will it be too late for me then? i suppose not. time is what me make it. chances are, there are and there will be chances for me.
and here’s another catch. perhaps, when I fall in love again, all will be different. possibly I could shake off a little of my impracticality and be in love again. but the fool won’t lose himself. i won’t let it. the fool with ideals is positive.

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