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<title><![CDATA[isolated...]]></title>
<link>http://jldajo.wordpress.com/?p=85</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 17:39:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>jldajo</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[kumbaga sa infected, naka-quarantine.
kumbaga sa accessories, detached.
kumbaga sa long distance, ap]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>kumbaga sa infected, naka-quarantine.<br />
kumbaga sa accessories, detached.<br />
kumbaga sa long distance, apart.<br />
kumbaga sa video game, one-player.<br />
kumbaga sa stars, di ma-reach.<br />
kumbaga sa karne, tinga.<br />
kumbaga sa chickenjoy, 1-piece.<br />
kumbaga sa baraha, solitaire.<br />
kumbaga sa pelikula, cast away...</p>
<p>ano raw? malabong kausap...? senyales din ba yun ng isolation? siguro nga... siguro nga...</p>
<p>ito ba yung feeling na mas trip mong kumain mag-isa pag lunchbreak na, kahit niya-yaya ka ng mga kaibigan at kasama mo. o ung manonood ka ng sine tapos wala kang katabi, samantalang yung iba eh enjoy na enjoy me kayakap sa lamig ng sinehan.</p>
<p>ung tipong sa loob ng classroom, mas gusto mong sa likuran ka lang, nasa tabi ng pinto, or nasa isang corner, walang kinakausap at katabi. or sa office, ung cubicle mo eh may malaking divider, na para bang may sarili kang mundo. sabihin na nating loner.</p>
<p>ung pakiramdam na 500+ naman ang contacts mo sa cellphone, pero wala kang madial, matext at makausap. or un bang nasa loob ka ng jeep na pangsampuhan, pero ikaw na lang yung pasahero at mahaba pa ung biyahe.</p>
<p>ito ba yung pakiramdam ng mga taong grasa sa kalye na namamalimos, na halos binalewala na ng lipunan? ito ba ung feeling na sa halos pitong bilyong tao sa mundo, iisa lang. oo, iisa lang siyang...</p>
<p>(pang-adik) eto ba ung nararamdaman mo pag tumititig ka sa araw na palubog na, na para bang pinadudugo muna ang langit bago tuluyang dumilim...</p>
<p>alam mo na ung sagot...</p>
<p>haaayy....</p>
<p>--</p>
<p>kader-der... isa na namang adik na post. living up to my blog header...</p>
<p>eto pambawi sa readers:</p>
<p><a href="http://jldajo.wordpress.com/files/2008/05/jl-zambales.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-86" src="http://jldajo.wordpress.com/files/2008/05/jl-zambales.jpg?w=225" alt="" width="450" height="600" /></a></p>
<p>ahem...</p>
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<title><![CDATA[I Need Sunscreen]]></title>
<link>http://jojitah.wordpress.com/2007/09/13/i-need-sunscreen/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 23:52:49 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>jojie</dc:creator>
<guid>http://jojitah.wordpress.com/2007/09/13/i-need-sunscreen/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Behind the smiles, jokes at kung ano-anong ka-chuvahan isa akong ligaw na kaluluwa these past few da]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Behind the smiles, jokes at kung ano-anong ka-chuvahan isa akong ligaw na kaluluwa these past few days. Marami akong tinitimbang kahit hindi ako tindera ng karne. Heto na naman ang universe buntis na naman at ako ang pinaglilihihan. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Kailangang-kailangan ko talaga ng <strong>‘matinong’</strong> kausap ngayon. Yung makakapagpa-alog ng kamalayan ko para magdesisyon ng tama. Malinawan sa mga bagay na malalabo. Since walang available, gawa na lang ako ng paraan para kahit papano maramdaman kong hindi ako pinaglilihihan ng universe.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Kikinig na lang ako ng kanta <em>[di’ko alam kung kanta nga ba yun, puro salita lang kasi. hehe.]</em> ni Baz Luhrmann. Share ko sa inyo ha.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"> <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;"><font color="#ff00ff">Everybody's Free (To Wear Suncreen)<br />
Baz Luhrmann</font></span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Ladies and gentleman<br />
to the class of '97<br />
wear suncreen<br />
if I could offer you only one tip for the future<br />
suncreen would be it<br />
the long term benefits of suncreen<br />
have been proven by scientists<br />
whereas the rest of my advice<br />
has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.<br />
I will dispense this advice now...<br />
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth<br />
never mind<br />
you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth<br />
until they've faded<br />
but trust me<br />
in twenty years you'll look back at photos of yourself<br />
you'll recall in a way you can't grasp now<br />
how much possibilty lay before you and how fabulous<br />
you really looked<br />
you are not as fat as you imagined</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">don't worry about the future<br />
or worry and know that worrying is about as effective as<br />
trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum<br />
the real troubles in your life<br />
are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind<br />
the kind that blind sides you at 4pm on some idle tuesday<br />
do one thing everyday that scares you<br />
<strong>sing</strong><br />
don't be reckless with other people's hearts<br />
don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.<br />
<strong>floss</strong><br />
don't waste your time on jealousy<br />
sometimes your ahead, sometimes your behind<br />
the race is long<br />
and in the end its only with yourself<br />
remember the compliments you receive<br />
forget the insults<br />
if you succeed in doing this, tell me how<br />
keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements<br />
<strong>stretch</strong><br />
don't feel guilty if you don't know what to do with your life<br />
the most ineresting people i know didnt know at 22<br />
what they wanted to do with their lives<br />
some of the most interesting 40 year olds i know still don't<br />
get plenty of calcium<br />
be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone</span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't<br />
maybe you'll have kids, maybe you won't<br />
maybe you'll divorce at 40<br />
maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75 wedding aniversary<br />
whatever you do<br />
don't congratulate yourself too much<br />
or berate yourself either<br />
your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's<br />
enjoy your body<br />
use it everyway you can<br />
don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it<br />
it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own<br />
<strong>dance</strong><br />
even if you have nowhere to do it but your own living room<br />
read the directions, even if you don't follow them<br />
do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly</span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Brother and sister<br />
together we will make it through<br />
Some day a spirit will take you<br />
and guide you there<br />
I know you've been hurting<br />
but i've been waiting to be there for you<br />
and i'll be there just helping you out<br />
whenever I can</span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Get to know your parents<br />
you never know when they'll be gone for good<br />
be nice to your siblings<br />
they're your best link to your past<br />
and the people most likely to stick with you in the future<br />
understand that friends come and go<br />
but with a precious few they should hold on<br />
work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle<br />
where as the older you get the more you need the people you knew<br />
when you were young<br />
live in New York City once<br />
but leave before it makes you hard<br />
live in northern california once<br />
but leave before it makes you soft<br />
<strong>travel</strong><br />
accept certain inalienable truths<br />
prices will rise<br />
politicans will fillander<br />
you too will get old and when you do<br />
you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable<br />
politicians were noble and children respected their elders<br />
respect your elders<br />
don't expect anyone else to support you<br />
maybe you'll have a trust fund<br />
maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse<br />
but you never know when either one might run out<br />
don't mess too much with your hair<br />
or by the time your 40 it will look 85<br />
becareful whose advice you buy<br />
but be patient with those who supply it<br />
advice is a form of nostalgia<br />
dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal<br />
wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts<br />
and recycling it for more than it's worth<br />
but trust me - on the sunscreen<br />
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;">Everybody's free</span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[illogical...]]></title>
<link>http://jldajo.wordpress.com/2007/09/10/feeling-emo-pa-deep-kuno/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 18:21:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>jldajo</dc:creator>
<guid>http://jldajo.wordpress.com/2007/09/10/feeling-emo-pa-deep-kuno/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[imagine a little boy holding on to a balloon, never wanting to let it fly away&#8230; losing that on]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>imagine a little boy holding on to a balloon, never wanting to let it fly away... losing that one little, yet valuable thing is more than enough <strong>reason </strong>to have something to cry for. it can't be helped. for some, it takes painstaking efforts just to go through the lost <strong>attachment</strong>. it's the agony of observing what used to be your companion, just drift away from your sight. helpless, you can't do anything about it.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://jldajo.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/balloon.jpg" width="300" /></p>
<p>still, <strong>illogical </strong>it may seem, you can't just let yourself do nothing about it. although everything and everyone around tells you to just let go, you started to run. running, jumping and leaping, hoping you could still have a hold of even a tiny piece of the string.</p>
<p><em><strong>i</strong><strong>t's over... </strong>grow up. move on.</em></p>
<p>stories do need to come to an end. be it <strong>tragic</strong>, <strong>happy</strong> or anything in between. we may not always have a hold of what's going to happen. but that's the <strong>bittersweet essence</strong> of it. the risks, the pain, the joys... but when the most dreaded happens to you, it ain't pretty at all. you endure the endless <strong>what if's</strong>, and keep haunted by memories.</p>
<p><em><strong>it's over... </strong>consider it finished. and did IT even happen (to begin with)?</em></p>
<p>being dumbfounded by its enchanted fragrance and beauty, you hold on to a rose too tight that you've forgotten about the thorns. just when you've already wanted to release it, you're already blinded and you squeeze even tighter, the thorns getting deeper into your palm. finally, you realize its the reason <strong>why your hands were bleeding all along</strong>...</p>
<p>on a lighter note, there's more to life than that. all's been said and done. you knew everything all along, and you chose where you are right now. you knew <strong>what you've fought for</strong>. and you learned more of your heart, of the people around you, and of yourself. surely, things will be better again... <strong>surely</strong>.. <strong>better</strong>.. <strong>again</strong>... and when that most awaited day comes, you will be free to fly again...</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Happiness, Anger at Chorva]]></title>
<link>http://jojitah.wordpress.com/2007/08/18/happiness-anger-at-chorva/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 00:44:35 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>jojie</dc:creator>
<guid>http://jojitah.wordpress.com/2007/08/18/happiness-anger-at-chorva/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Napa-isip ako sa forwarded message na ipinadala sa akin ng friend-ko-pero-na-hindi-ko-friend-pero-fe]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Napa-isip ako sa forwarded message na ipinadala sa akin ng friend-ko-pero-na-hindi-ko-friend-pero-feeling-namin-friends-kami, na obviously ay mahilig magpadala ng mga ganitong <strong>chorva. </strong>Nung isang araw lang yun pero hanggang ngayon pinagninilay-nilayan ko pa din.</p>
<p>Eto yun:</p>
<blockquote><p>Two things in life you have to take mental note of: <u>Don't make any decisions when you're angry</u> and <u>never make promises when you're happy.</u></p></blockquote>
<p>Pasok sa banga diba?!</p>
<p>Antaray na kowt. Madami-dami na din namang mga kowts na dumaan sa selepono ko pero bihira yung mapaisip talaga ako na parang may ga-mundo akong problema.</p>
<p>Nabalik-balikan ko tuloy yung mga pagkakataong nakagawa ako ng mga desisyon out of <strong>anger</strong>, and when anger fades awaygusto ko namang sa sarili ko magalit dahil nakapagdesisyon ako ng hindi ko tinimbang. Ang masama huli na para pagsisihan ko yung desisyong nagawa ko, whether I like it or not nakagawa na din ako ng damage sa iba.</p>
<p>Ang <strong>happiness</strong> naman sobrang nakaka-high, parang lahat ng eksena feeling ko party sa saya. I make promises dahil feeling ko square ang mundo, hihinto ito dahil masaya na ako before I knew it sala-salabat na promises na ang hindi ko natutupad because I am busy being happy. Pag binawi naman yung happiness dahil unfortunately bilog ang mundo at hindi square I'll be too busy sulking.</p>
<p>Kung iisipin mo masyadong complicated, because we are built also to feel and not to think alone. Ang pangit lang pag hindi balance. Paano nga ba i-balance? Ay, ewan. Hindi ko din alam. Yun ang aalamin ko pa. Iintayin ko ang mga susunod na kowts na ipapadala ng friend-ko-na-hindi-ko-friend-pero-feeling-namin-friends-kami, baka isang araw nandun ang sagot sa tanong ko.</p>
<p>Speaking of <strong>chorva</strong>, naloka din ako sa isa pang forwaded message mula pa din sa friend-ko-na-hindi-ko-friend-pero-feeling-namin-friends-kami <em>[nakakapagod i-type ha!]</em>.</p>
<p>Buong akala ko ay may katotohanan:</p>
<blockquote><p>This is very interesting. Dagdag kaalaman din ito.</p>
<p><strong>CHORVA</strong> has it's etimology from the greek word <strong>CHEORVAMUS  </strong>meaning, "for lack of the right word to say or in a place of something you want to express but you cannot verbalize"</p>
<p>Amazing isn't it?</p>
<p>Naniwala ka naman?!</p>
<p>CHORVA lang yun!</p></blockquote>
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