Kung naging isang meryenda ang aking 2010 base sa mga naikuwento ko dito sa blog ko, magiging isang halo-halo ito. Kumpleto sa sahog na may sabaw pa ng minatamis na saging. Ibubuhos pa ang gatas evaporada sa bundok ng yelo na dahan-dahang matutunaw ang bawat madadaanan nito. Halo-halo. Iba't-ibang sahog, iba't-ibang lasa. Minsan may matigas, minsan may matabang. Ito na marahil ang pinakamalapit na deskripsyon sa pangkalahatang laman ng blog ko sa taong 2010.
Sinubukan kong i-categorize ang mga kuwento ko na parang pelikula. Napansin ko na mas kikita akong writer sa drama at romance kesa sa komedi. Sa mahigit tatlong daang komento kasi sa blog ko ngayong taon, ang may pinakamaraming komentong nakukuha ay ang mga kuwento tungkol sa aking labistory. Samantalang ang mga komento sa mga posts kong patawa ay halos sa akin lang nanggaling at kay anonymous, minsan wala pa. Gusto kong maniwala tuloy na mga sikretong hopeless romantic din ang mga readers ko gaya ko.
tinuldukan ni Edong nung 9:36 AM
2010 was a combination of hits and misses for me and for my blog, though if you weigh the two, the hits will be pretty much heavier. Thus, I consider this year as a year of blessings for me. Needless to say, it was my year; the year of the Tiger.
Anyway, I know you will understand and forgive me if I passed on the subject of my silence for the last six weeks or so. We'll get to it someday. Instead, I will share to you what I have learned from those silent weeks.
Most of the stories in my blog exhibit me as the protagonist. I made myself a perfect person for you to emulate. I put myself on a concrete pedestal for you to look upon. I acted as if nothing can beat me; as if nothing is wrong with what I am doing. Indeed, I was the perfect recipe for my readers.
Little that you know, that I was hiding behind those beautiful words, those elegant phrases and catchy one-liners. I was afraid that you might notice my weaknesses through my stories. I was frightened that you might see my flaws and imperfections. It was never clear to me then, that the perfect world I made was slowly crumbling inside. Until, it came crashing down on me and I was caught unguarded. It even came to a point that I decided not to build it again, but a few friends and families tried to help and restore my pedestal. However, this time, we tried to focus on the inside architecture and not on the superficial side. And for that, I wanted to dedicate this post to them.
For the past few months or so, I've been gathering stories from friends and acquaintances that I thought are worth sharing. Based from their stories, I run a parallel thread of my experiences and learnings from it. The truth is -their stories were the main fuel of inversetutuldok. Without them, I am writing in water.
They were the ones who supported me and waited behind my back. You see, my back is a treasure chest of stories of friends and families. They are quite many of them and they stayed anonymously hidden to others. I believe, this 2011 is their time to move in front.
Watch out for it, for next year, I will show you what my back is really made of.
tinuldukan ni Edong nung 8:06 PM
For everything there is a season,
And a time and purpose for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep and a time to throw away;
a time to tear and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace;
For everthing there is a season,
And a time and purpose for every matter under the heaven.
It is time for me to move on...
tinuldukan ni Edong nung 12:04 PM