To the first man I ever loved

It’s not an exaggeration when I said you were my sun. From the first moment we met, there was some sort of gravitational pull that attracted me to you, that even though I tried to escape from it, I couldn’t.
I was trapped in orbit, helplessly revolving around you as though my life depended on it. You were everything to me. My hopes, my dreams, my plans, they came alive at the touch of your proximity. You made me want for something else and you broke down the walls I built around me. With the first brick you pried loose, sunlight came trickling in. I fell, hard, mesmerized at this soft light that I hadn’t seen in a while. It was like I was seeing colors for the first time.
But I was only one planet and you had the entire universe before you. You were always looking at stars beyond your solar system, reaching planets your light couldn’t reach. And for a moment, when I thought I had your heart in my hand, comets came passing by and your eyes followed them, longing for adventures and places I’ve never been to. You were my sun but I was only one planet and I could never quite reach you. Our lives merely collided but we never really fit together.
I have found my place, my moment and I plan to keep it even if you aren’t there. Yes, you were my sun. But that was before. You aren’t now and you won’t be in the future.
You are only a fracture of a moment, a fleeting memory I will look back to from time to time. A random thought that would make me smile and hope that you finally found what you wanted, that life had been kinder to you than it was to me. You were a lesson I had to learn but you were never mine to keep.

His Name

I heard your name for the firs time in ten months today. The sound of your name stirred unbidden thoughts in my mind, as if someone threw a pebble in the pond to watch the dirt drift to the surface. I wanted to know if you were okay, if you finally got what you wanted and if life had been nicer to you than it was to me. But when I found out that you asked about me, my heart pounded a little bit faster. I wasn’t prepared for that and I was taken aback, as though I was sucked inside a wormhole, traveling back to that night when we were standing underneath the lamppost and the light illuminated your eyes, making it appear brighter than it really was. I thought at that moment, “The stars were made for us.”
I blinked and found myself staring out into space, seeing the silhouette of your body as if they were taped inside my eyelids. I thought about how it would be if I would suddenly see you standing there in front of me, our distance only an arm’s length. I doubt I could look you in the eye. I’m scared of what I might see in them. But mostly, I’m scared of what I might feel, because honestly, after all this time, I’m still not ready.

Matuto Kang Magpalipad ng Saranggola

Everyone loves kites by Balakov

Matuto kang magpalipad ng saranggola.
Matuto ka at huwag mong pahahawakan sa iba,
baka mabitawan niya at tangayin
ng hangin at di niya habulin,
baka iwan niyang nakasabit sa sanga, o nakabitin
sa bakod o nag-kalat sa isang sulok.

Matuto kang magpalipad ng saranggola.
Matuto ka at huwag mong iiwan sa iba,
baka mapagod siya sa kakahawak at itali
niya kung saan at pagkatapos ay iwan
na mag isang lumalaban sa init at hangin
at pag bumagsak ay di niya pulutin.

Matuto kang magpalipad ng saranggola.
Matuto ka at kung tangayin ng hangin ay iyong habulin.
Matuto ka at kung bumagsak ay iyong pulutin.
Matuto kang magpalipad ng saranggola.
Matuto ka at kung magkaroon ng punit ay matutunan mong ayusin.

7 Things I Learned From the Universe

1. The earth is not a sphere and nothing is ever as it seems.

2. No one is perfect, even the sun has dark spots.

3. Stars are huge balls of hot gas, too far away to reach and touch. I forgot that when I pinned you up there in the sky, thinking that you would remain permanent like the North Star. But you never looked back and went too far and I can’t reach you anymore.

4. You can come to the point of loving someone so much you burst like a supernova, scattering lights so brilliant one would think of stars being born. But when the lights run out, you’re left with a dead star and a black hole.

5.Heartbreak is like a black hole; it sucks the happiness from you. Its gravitational pull is so strong that you can’t escape from it. It warps your sense of time that you can’t figure out exactly whether you’re somewhere between the past and the present or are you dwelling in the idea of what should have been.

6. The earth cannot revolve backwards and I can never turn back the time. You can hold back your tears but you can’t pull it back once it falls. You can only hope that someone is there to wipe the tear stains from your face and erase the saltiness from your lips.

7. When I was eight years old they told me that Pluto was the last planet in the solar system. But 4 years later, they said that Pluto was no longer a planet, that it does not have the capability to clear away objects from its path, that it was just not good enough.

Loving you felt like that. It felt like waiting for a hundred years just to be a little bit closer to you but I cannot jump over orbits and meteors and fell short that you turned your back on me.

I’m sorry for not being enough, for not loving you the way she did, for not being the answer to your what ifs and what could have been. I’m sorry for being your mistake.

I tried wishing upon stars, hoping to find love at the edge of the galaxy but even heavenly bodies cannot give you something they do not have. And I waited, and am waiting still, for that someone who will stand up and say, “You will always be enough,” the same way that others have fought for Pluto’s planetary status. Someone who will hold my hand and it will mean the world to him. And each time that I say, “I love you,” he will say, “I love you too.”

This is our story

Words are not what they used to be,
back when each word you wrote carried the weight of your hand
and with it the stories of how you learned to write
and the mistakes that taught you how.

Typewritten words are so swift and quick it has taken away
the beauty and art of writing. It does not
teach you how the wrong words, even when erased, leave a mark.
Your fingers do not carry the weight of perfecting your handwriting, you just choose
whichever font suits you and format it within seconds.
It had become a habit you’re used to doing that repeating it
over and over again
takes away everything until it becomes
nothing.

That is our story.
A bunch of words that never carried the weight of our lives
that it always left us feeling empty. We tried to bridge the gap
with words, filling the empty spaces.
But when you fill emptiness with nothing, it implodes.
And every time we made a mistake, we jumped
one step back and pretended that it never happened.
We did this over and over again that the marks our mistakes left became
permanent, we forgot it was never there when we started.

I asked you to write me a letter,
one that carried the weight of your hand, the heaviness of your thoughts,
one that carried stories of mistakes, of revisions, because you wanted your
handwriting to be perfect. But you didn’t. Instead,
you gave me one printed from a computer shop across the street because
you were too lazy to set up your printer.
The words sounded poetic, it was an ocean I had to dive deep into.
But it meant nothing.

I knew you typed that letter in five minutes, that
you didn’t bother to think of the words in advance because
you knew that you could always press delete whenever you wanted to.
You would right click one of the words and check out its synonyms
because you thought it would make the words sound better. But it didn’t.
Your letter lost its meaning from the very moment you typed it in your computer screen.

If only.
If only we learned from the start that empty words
would never fill the space between us. Maybe we wouldn’t have hearts
jagged and broken because our pieces never fit together.
Maybe we would never make those mistakes over and over again. Maybe we would never
pretend that we felt warm when we wrapped our arms around each other,
maybe we would have the strength to let go because
we knew we were better on our own.
If only. But we didn’t.

Learning Behind the Scenes

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(c) Moreno | 2015

Truth be told, DEVC130 was not in my plans. I never thought that I would be taking this subject because I know how tedious it would be. I used to head a script writing team for a weekly talent show and a cultural show when I was in high school and even though it was a learning experience, it wasn’t a fond memory. But life is full of surprises and one day you’ll find yourself walking up at a path similar to one you’ve walked before and you will realize that this one, this one is better than the other ones you’ve taken. Because this one helped you find yourself.

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(c) Mungunkhishig Mushi | 2015

Scene 1 : Find Your Voice

As cliche as it sounds, one of the best things I learned in DEVC 130 is learning to find your voice. There’s a difference in having a voice and having a distinct voice, one that people will recognize as you even without seeing your face or any physical sign that shows your fingerprints or that you’ve been there.

From the voice exercises to learning how to project emotions, I learned to find mine—a voice that evoke emotions, a voice that brings up memories, a voice from the past reuniting with the future and the present.

It might seem far fetched but finding my voice helped improve my writing skills, specially in poetry. I had a hard time writing the poem “Paano Umibig ang Isang Halaman” but when I started envisioning it as a piece that I would one day perform, I heard this voice that sounded how I’d want to perform it. From that moment on, the words flowed out of my fingertips, imprinting on the paper I had at that time.

Scene 2: Find Your Vision

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(c) Herrera, Moreno | 2015

When I interviewed Walter Boholst for my Behind the Scenes project he said that directing is creating a vision and communicating that vision to people who can make it come true. I believe that DEVC130 is like that. We come up with a vision for a program, a segment or an episode and then we work with people who can help us make that vision come true.

I had a great time learning about the people who help find and create this vision. Though most people give credit to the people in front of the camera, the people who work behind the scenes should be appreciated and applauded as well. They are the ones who create the shows and make it come to life. They are the ones who stuck to the show through thick and thin, from start to end.

Scene 3 : Find Your Light

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(c) Mungunkhishig Mushi | 2015

Finding your voice and your vision can help you find your light. Projects never see the light of day until it is good from top to bottom. And though there are times when you’ll make mistakes while under the spotlight, one must learn from that mistake and move on. Mistakes are something that can’t be removed completely specially when you’re doing a live show but with experience it can be avoided. That’s why in broadcasting and other speech performances one must strive to gain more experience and hands on projects. It’s one of the best ways to learn and one of the best ways to see your voice and your vision come to life.

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(c) Chico | 2015

DEVC130 is one for the books. What I learned here is something that I would never learn have I not taken the subject. It’s one proof that sometimes, the best things you do in life are the ones that are done spontaneously. I felt like an adventurer discovering a secret island when I was taking this subject. I wish that more Devcom students would be able to take DEVC130 and learn what I have learned from it.

Though there were times when deadlines were missed and performances weren’t on par with what was expected, I still learned a lot and I hope that with these lessons and experiences I will one day do better than expected.

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(c) Moreno | 2015

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(c) Moreno | 2015

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(c) Moreno | 2015

10 Signs na Hindi ka na Halaman

10 Signs na Hindi Ka na Halaman

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Paano mo ba malalaman na hindi ka na halaman? Na after x years na never kang nagka-crush or nagka-interes magka-love life eh bigla mo na lang marerealize na, “Shet gurl! Bat wala na yung mga ugat ko sa lupa? Bat nasa puso niya na?”

Kaya naman para sa mga confused kung sila ba ay halaman pa at sa mga nagpipilit sa pagiging in denial, heto ang sampung signs na magpapatunay na hindi ka na halaman. At dahil malaki ang posibilidad na tanungin niyo ako kung gaano ka legit ang listahan na ito, sasabihin ko sa inyong ang lahat ng nasasaad dito ay 100% na hango sa totoong buhay. Kaya naman hindi lang jackpot ang inabot ko sa listahan na to, naka bingo! rin ako.

Syempre, ang pinaka-unang senyales na hindi ka na halaman ay kung hanggang ngayon, naaalala mo pa rin kung paano mo siya unang nakita. Naaalala mo kung paano ka natulala at na-star struck sa kanya, kung paanong nag slow motion hanggang tumigil yung mundo mo dahil sa ngiti niya. Tulalang tulala ka sa kanya to the point na halos tumulo na yung laway mo dahil laglag na laglag yung panga mo sa kanya. At alam mo rin kung ilang beses mong tinanong yung katabi mo ng, “Sino siya? Sino siya?”

Apat na beses. Apat na beses mong tinanong yung katabi mo. Syempre, habang tinatanong mo yan, pa ninja moves kang sumusulyap sa kanya. Aba! Ayaw mo naman agad na mahalata ng lahat na naga-gwapuhan ka sa kanya, na ng mga oras na yun wala kang ibang maisip kundi, “Shet! Crush ko siya!”. Mahirap na, baka dumami ang kaagaw mo sa kanya. Mapurnada pa ang first chance mo sa love life.

Tapos, sa pangalawang pagkakataon mo siyang nakita, ikaw naman tong feeling best actress, kunwari di mo naaalala pangalan niya, na di mo siya kilala. Lahat ng yan ginawa mo para lang ipakilala ka officially sa kanya. Para kahit officially speaking eh wala namang kayo, at least pag nagkwento ka sa friends mo may mala walang hanggan moment kang maikukwento kung paano kayo nagkakilala. Kahit yung totoo naman eh tumayo lang naman kayo sa may ilalim ng poste at nag kwentuhan ng ilang minuto.

Ang pangalawang sign na tumigil na sa pag photosynthesis yang puso mo ay kung di ka mapakali sa tuwing alam mong may 99.9% chance na magkikita kayo. Kesyo makakasalubong mo lang siya sa daan o makakatabi sa pag upo sa steps ng isang building sa campus. Memoryado mo kung anong oras at saan mag tatagpo ang landas niyo. Kaya naman kahit dalawa lang naman ang pasok mo sa araw na yun, kulang na lang eh mag long gown ka at mag-paayos sa salon kasi nga magkikita kayo. Kulang na lang ipaligo mo yung pabango mo kahit ilang segundo lang naman kayong magkakalapit. At sasabihin ko sayo, di niya naman maaamoy yang pabango mo, di niya rin mapapansin kung anong kulay ng eye shadow mo o kung anong itsura ng eye liner mo.

Syempre, anino niya pa lang kilala mo na. Kaya pag nakita mong palapit na siya, titingin ka muna sa kaliwa, sa kanan, sa cellphone mo o kaya sa lupa para siya yung unang papansin sa yo. Gusto mo kasing i-test kung mapapansin ka ba niya, kung belong ka ba sa mundo niya. Syempre, gusto mo rin kasing marining kung paano niya bigkasin yung pangalan mo. Mag so-sorry kang di mo agad siya nakita o napansin kasi malalim yung iniisip mo. Well, malalim naman talaga. Malalim kaka-isip sa kanya.

Tapos, pag accidentally kayong nagkakasalubong mga ilang beses munang maglo-loading yung utak mo. Kaya pag tinanong ka niya kung saan ka pupunta o kung saan ka galing, di ka agad makasagot. Natutulala ka muna, kasi yang utak mo walang ibang maisip kundi ang kumanta ng “Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!” kasi nga nakita mo siya. Pag nakaalis na siya, kulang na lang sumigaw ka sa kilig o gumulong sa kalsada. Pero bigla kang matitigilan kasi mapapaisip ka, “Shet! Anong itsura ko? Baka mukha akong multo! Huhuhu!”

Ang pangatlong sign na bunot na bunot na nga talaga yang mga ugat mo ay kung ginawa mong wallpaper at screen saver ng phone at laptop mo yung picture niyong dalawa. Hindi dahil sa maganda ka sa picture na yun kundi dahil kasama mo siya. Tapos, pinapaniwala mo yung sarili mo na kaya kumukutikutitap yung ngiti niya dun sa picture ay dahil ikaw yung kasama niya. Malay mo, magaling lang talaga magtoothbrush si kuya o kaya madalas gumamit ng Close Up kaya makislap yung ngiti niya.

Of course, pinost mo rin yun sa facebook mo. Sabi mo walang malisya, tutal alam naman ng lahat na halaman ka kaya pag nagpost ka ng picture na may kasamang lalaki, no big deal na yun sa kanila. Pero, sa tuwing may magla-like o comment sa picture niyo, tuwang tuwa ka. Yung kilig mo kaya nang pailawin buong Maynila sa tuwing may mag tatanong sa iyo, “Siya ba? Kayo ba? May something ba kayo?” Kasi sabi mo, ibig sabihin may something nga. May napansin sila. Kaya ayan, naging assuming ka na rin. Assuming ka na yung feelings mo para sa kanya, ganoon din yung feelings niya sayo.

Ang pang-apat na sign na putol na yung mga tangkay mo ay kung tandang-tanda mo pa lahat ng mga pagkakataong magkasama kayo. Yung time na sabay kayong nag dinner sa Cells at siya nagbayad ng dinner mo. Naaalala mo pa nga na bumili siya ng brownies sa Michas eh. Naaalala mo rin yung times na nagkatabi kayo sa upuan. Yung times na nagkadikit ng ilang segundo yung braso o kamay niyo. Yan palang kinikilig ka na. Kaya naman nung unang beses ka niyang yakapin, di ka lang nabigla dahil sa ginawa niya. Nabigla ka rin kasi yan yung time na di na crush yung feelings mo para sa kanya. Noon mo naamin sa sarili mo na gusto mo siya.

Tapos sa tuwing magkabilang panig kayo sa isang room, yung direksyon ng tingin mo laging nasa kanya. Pag nagkataong napapalingon siya sayo, titingin ka kunyari sa iba. Pakipot effect lang. Sabi mo kasi, di ka pa handa. Di ka pa handa sa kung ano man ang pwedeng mangyari sa inyong dalawa. O diba, assuming kang may chance na maging kayo dahil lang sa napapalingon siya sayo.

Ang pang-limang sign na nawawala na yung mga dahon mo ay kung kinikilig ka sa tuwing sinasabi ng isa sa mga friends mo nakakaalam ng feelings mo sa kanya na iba siya pag nandiyan ka. Kinikilig ka pag kinukwento ni friend sayo na iba raw ang ngiti nitong si kuya pag ikaw yung nakikita. Kinilig ka nung sinabi ni friend sayo na nahuli niya si kuyang nakatingin sayo nung isang beses na nakatulog ka sa upuan. Di mo agad naisip na baka naman siya napatingin sayo ng ganoon kasi nakakatawa pala yung itsura mo nung pilit mong pinagkakasya yung 5’6 mong katawan sa tatlong monoblock.

Kinikilig ka sa tuwing ini-encourage ka ng friends mo na i-push mo pa yan kasi may chance nga kayo. Di mo agad naisip na baka sinasabi lang nila yun kasi friend ka nila. Gusto lang nilang makita kang masaya kasi sila nag a-assume rin na baka nga may gusto rin si kuya sa iyo, na baka may chance na magkagusto siya sayo. After all, maganda ka naman, mabait, maalaga, malambing.

Ang pang anim na sign na fall out na fall out ka sa kanya ay kung text niya pa lang, hihimatayin ka na sa kilig. Akala mo naman kung ano na yung text niya sa yo eh ang sabi niya lang naman, “Hi! Kumusta ka na? Hahaha.” Feeling mo yung Kumusta ka na, I love you na.

Tapos, ilang beses mong babasahin yun at bago ka magrereply, ite-text mo muna si friend ng, “Shet gurl! Tinext niya ako! Afgdbadnakjndja!” Capslock din minsan para intense. Yung reply mo rin ilang beses mo munang ita-type at ide-delete. Sa huli, ang sasabihin mo lang naman, “Ok lang ako:) Ikaw? Hahaha.”

Tapos, after 2 or 3 texts, di na siya magrereply sayo. Ikaw naman, hintay ng hintay. Nakatulog ka na’t lahat, pero pag gising mo cellphone agad yung hinahanap mo kasi baka nagtext siya nung tulog ka. Pero sasabihin ko sayo, wala na siyang text ng time na yun. Ikaw naman tong si gaga, disappointed masyado. At pag naaalala mong makakasalubong mo siya mamaya sa Freedom Park tsaka ka lang mabubuhayan ulit at magpaplano kung anong isusuot mo.

Ang pang-pitong katunayang hindi na manhid yang puso mo ay kung iniyakan mo siya. Iniyakan mo siya dahil sa loob ng isang linggong lagi naman kayong nagkikita at nagkakasama sa isang lugar, di ka niya pinapansin, di ka niya kinakausap. Stressed kasi siya, busy din. Wala siyang time para sa yo. After all, sino ka ba naman? Pero yan yung dahilan kung bat ka umiiyak. Kasi nga di ka ganoon ka importante sa kanya. Na yung iba kinakausap niya pero ikaw, echapwera lang sa buhay niya.

Ramdam na ramdam mo yung pagkabasag ng puso mo nung tinalikuran ka niya para kausapin yung kasama mo at di ka niya ulit pinansin. Na gabi gabi kang umiiyak habang kumakain kasi alam mo na sa mga oras na yun, nagdi-dinner din siya at hindi ikaw yung kasama niya. Na bago ka matulog umiiyak ka pa rin, kasi alam mo na hindi ikaw yung huli niyang nakasama ng gabing yun, at hindi rin ikaw yung iniisip niya ng mga sandaling yun.

Umiiyak ka sa tuwing kinukwento mo yan sa mga kaibigan mo. Nasasaktan ka sa tuwing naririnig mo na sayang kayo. Nadudurog yung puso mo sa tuwing sinasabi ng kaibigan mo na, “Ano ba yan. Ang daming nagkakagusto at nanglalandi sayo, sana naman yung gusto mo, magka gusto na rin sayo.”

Pero syempre, ang mas masakit diyan kasi di mo na siya gusto. Mahal mo na siya.

Ang pang-walong sign na tao ka na nga talaga ay kung sinabi mo na ayaw mo na. Na pagod ka na. Pero sa oras na kinausap ka niya ulit, na pinapansin ka na niya ulit ang sabi mo, “Winasak niya yung puso mo, pero siya rin yung nag ayos nun.” Nag sisimula ka nang magpakatanga. Doon mo rin na-realize lahat ng pagkakamali mo sa tuwing jina-judge mo yung mga friends mo nung sila yung nasa posisyon mo. Kaya nga dumating ka rin sa point na sinabi mo sa kaibigan mo na, “Sorry. Ngayon naiintindihan na kita. Ang sakit pala. Ang sakit pala talaga.”

Ang pang-siyam na sign na di ka na halaman ay kung nagsulat ka ng tula para sa kanya, nag assign ka ng isang theme song para sa kanya. Na puro ka feels at hugot dahil sa kanya. Na kahit pati yung kurso mo, nagagawan mo na rin ng hugot. Kaya naman yung mga kaibigan mo, feeling nila na subject sila sa expectancy violations theory kasi nga nag feels ka, kasi nga umiyak ka dahil sa kanya.

Ang huling sign na nawala ka sa kinatataniman mo ay kung dumating ka sa point na sinabi mong, “Gusto ko siyang makalimutan. Gusto kong ibalik yung oras at baguhin ang lahat para hindi ko siya makilala. Para hindi na ako nasaktan.” Sinabi mo rin na gusto mong dukutin yung puso mo at itapon para di mo maramdaman yung sakit. Para di mo na siya gustuhin. Para di mo na siya mahalin.

Tanggap mo naman na hindi magiging kayo, pero umaasa ka pa rin sa salitang ‘Paano’. Paano kung may feelings pala siya sayo? Paano kung dumating yung panahon na mamahalin ka rin niya? Paano kung dumating yung pagkakataon na maging kayo? Sabi nga sa song ni Ariana Grande, “If I could have known that you wanted me, the way I wanted you, then maybe we won’t be two worlds apart but right here in each others arm.”

Pero dahil nga Almost Is Never Enough, at sa kabila ng mga paano na yan, alam mo na hindi magiging kayo. Kaya hanggang ngayon, sa tuwing iniiyakan mo siya, umaasa ka na sa bawat patak ng iyong mga luha, muling madidiligan ang iyong mga ugat, na muli kang tutubo. Na muli kang magiging halaman para di ka na masaktan. Na darating ang panahon na sa pagsibol ng iyong mga dahon at pagsulpot ng mga bulaklak, darating yung taong hindi ka bubunutin kundi aalagan.

At tsaka mo lang maaalala, yung minsang sinabi ng kaibigan mo na yang love life na yan, darating din yan sa buhay mo. Dumating nga, nakalampas lang.