I don’t have much by way of material possessions. I ride a jeepney to work everyday, don’t own a watch, and am using a borrowed Nokia 2110 cellphone because mine broke 2 weeks ago.
I don’t have much by way of talent. My videoke song is “Mr. Deejay” and even then, I miss more notes than I hit. I cannot dance. I cannot paint. I cannot cook.
I cannot even swim or bike or stand on my head or do cartwheels. I was six years old when I learned how to jump.
But I think I can write. Not as good as the best of them, but I dare say I can string words together.
This is my original blog entry, dated March 16, 2008. Endings and Beginnings
Please do not steal my words. It upsets me very much and I really do take it personally.