Yes I'm alone right now. It's been quite a while since I have been alone in the house. The last time was in December last year when the rest of my companion went to a vacation. I hope I will just be alone for a day, and one night only. I am savoring this day. I did a lot: washed my clothes, cleaned my room, cooked my meals, read, slept, biked around neighborhood not to mention feed the cats and the chickens. What a day really and it is still a long day for me. These are the joys of being single...

Different times entail different concerns, different problems and obstacles.  There is one just one problem among youth common to yesteryears and today: drug addiction.I have been blogging about drug addiction and its sad effects to the person himself, to the family, society and to the country.  As an advocate against illegal drugs, I attended the first Anti-illegal drug summit in our community.  It started with a motorcade that commenced from the far-flung places up to the town...

This is probably a love story, or a no-love story for the lack of it. I want to talk about Juliet, a girl friend of mine back in college. This song, because it bears the name Juliet (with Romeo) kept playing in my head. Why? It reminds me so much of Juliet. One thing about her is, she is deep. I have lived majority of my life practically along the sea shore but it was only her who told me the calming effect of just looking at the sea, and feeling its breeze touching your skin. Indeed, I haven't...

TELL THE WORLD OF HIS LOVE I watched in the news today that the World Youth Week celebration is being held in Spain. A local counterpart is being held at the Ateneo de Manila University participated in by youth from all over the country. I remember when the Blessed Pope John Paul IV visited the Philippines in 1995. I remember it not because I was a participant. I remembered it because it feels special to be visited by the Pope carried by a custom-made vehicle exclusive for Papal use as I watched...

This is a song that has become popular again to me since I shuffled the contents of my mp3 player.  On really rare occasions, last night a friend of mine called me and just wanted to be heard of her heart problems. I could not do anything but listen.  She spoke about how hurt she was over a hundred of times, as if I didn't get her message the first time.  I really didn't know what to say to stop her sobs and so deep within me, I asked, "why chose that guy? What has she ever seen...