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Moving On

Our scars are token of pain that we hide inside
Everyone is scared that somebody knows
Others will notice, keep mum, afraid to ask
Just the rhythm of the songs that we’re afraid to sing
None of us are perfectly fine

Like every other day, someone will hurt you
Would you entertain the pain?
It’ll take some courage to start
take a deep breathe and push hard
Somehow its never enough, but its a start

People may come and go
Days will wither before your eyes
You can’t take back the words you wish you’d never said
Promises will break, Lovers will Lie
All you can do is let out a sigh

But you’ll surprise how quick you could forget that
and how you pass through mess you call consequences
Others will pull you down, thinking life is not fair
Shrug them off and Thank those who prayed for you
You might not notice but its just you moving on.

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SA LOOB NG LIMANG KABANATA (Scenario Dos)

I

Ininda niya ang sakit ng mga tuhod malagpasan lang ang trapik sa Buendia. Mabilis niyang tinakbo ang masikip na kalsada, nakikipagkarera sa oras, makarating lang sa pinag usapang oras.

Alam niyang mahuhuli siya ng ilang minuto pero sya’y determinado.

II

Hawak ang isang basong kape, malalim ang kanyang iniisip, pansamantalang humihiwalay sa mundong ginagalawan, pinipilit sagutin ang mga tanong na gumugulo sa kanyang isipan.

Ilang senaryo na ang kanyang  ginamit, pero wala siyang nagugustuhan sa mga kinalalabasan. Siguro nga mas madali kung mangyari nalamang ang lahat sa tunay na buhay.

Matindi na ang kanyang pananabik, hindi na siya makapag-antay.

III

Dalawang minuto bago ang alas-otso ng umaga. Siya’y hingal na pero di sumusuko. Nagliwanag ang kanyang mukha ng makita niya ang sinisinta, nasa harap ng kanilang opisina, hawak ang kapeng binili para sa kanya.

Isang minuto nalang at makakausap na niya sa wakas ang babaeng gumugulo sa kanyang isipan.

Ngunit tila bumagal ang lahat. tila hindi siya makalapit sa kabila ng napakaraming hakbang. Bigla siyang pinaglaruan ng kapalaran.

IV
Abot tanaw na niya ang lalaking pinakahihintay, inaasahang masasagot na ang kanyang mga katanungan.

Hindi siya makatulog matapos silang mag-usap.

Nagkasagutan ang dalawa.

Ang tanong ng isa ay di masagot ng diretso ng huli.

Nadismaya ang nagtanong, wala siyang nakuhang sagot.

Tumahimik ang dalawa. Ilang oras silang nakaupo sa harap ng opisina, kapwa blankong nakatingin sa kalsada ng Ayala.

Natigil ang dalawa nang wala nang dumadaang sasakyan. Alas-dos na nang umaga, kailangan nang umuwi’t ipahinga ang isipan. Isipang maghapong nagtratrabaho. Oras narin para ipahinga ang kanilang mga puso.

“Ano ba tayo?”, ito ang tatlong salita na di nagpatulog sa dalaga.
Sa likod ng tatlong salita ay isang libong katanungan. Limang daang senaryo. Pero iisang kasagutan lang ang kailangang bitawan.

V

Isang tawid nalamang, makakausap na niya ang dalaga.

Tanaw ang isa’t isa.

Nangungusap ang mga mata, kapwa nanabik, kapwa naguguluhan, kapwa naghihintay ng kasagutan.

Oras na upang tumawid ng kalsada. Napangiti ang binata, gayundin ang kanyang sinta.

Ngunit mapagbiro ang tadhana.

Nanlaki ang mga mata ng dalaga. Nabitawan ang kape, napasigaw at napatakbo papunta sa kalsada. Pinigilan ito ng kanyang mga kakilala.

Lahat sa paligid ay sa isang iglap, nagising. Sa umagang iyon, hindi sila tulad ng dati.

Nagkalat sa kalsada ng Ayala ang dugo ng binata, halos di na makilala dahil sa sinapit. Isang dipa mula sa kanyang katawan ay ang sasakyang umararo sa kanya. Nakatayo sa gilid nito ang drayber, di makapaniwala, nagiisip, napapaiyak. Para sa kanya, di na siya tulad ng dati.

Wala na ang sinisinta. Naglaho kasama ang sagot sa kanyang katanungan.

Sa kabila ng nangyari, biglang nakahinga ng maluwag ang dalaga. Hindi na kailangang magisip pa. Isang libong posibleng senaryo, kakalimutan.

Uuwi syang sugatan ang puso ngunit wala nang gumugulo sa isipan.

Akala lang niya iyon. Paano kung sa gabing iyon mismo sinagot niya ang tanong ng binata.

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Writing 365 [1] : Office Xmas Riot : Oppa Gangnam Style

being the first post of the year, would like to share to you guys these amazing videos we created for our Christmas party. Short backstory : Our office decided to have a video contest, divided into 4 teams (gray, blue, yellow and green), each should create a music video using the Psy’s Oppa Gangnam Style. It’s a bit of torture hearing that song many times (during post production) but hey, we enjoyed filming the crazy antics of our officemates and have a rare chance to see our big bosses dance. Also, it gave me a chance to learn more shooting techniques from Joemar and Carlo. They’re my freakin’ awesome officemates.

Funny thing is all four artists belongs to different teams and we are tasked to shoot and edit each team’s entry. Creating a little pressure and competition in the air. We even came up with an agreement that we will kick and punch whoever won the contest. haha.

Anyway, Christmas Party came and we are all dressed up as our favorite cartoon characters, it’s about time to  check out all 4 videos. All i can say is, All were amazing. Funny Amazing. Check it out:

Let’s start with Yellow Team

another funny video from Green Team

Psy’s Untold Story by Blue Team

and Our Video, Go Gray Team!!!

if you’re asking who won this competition?, just watch this crazy video hahaha

okay, I think Carlo will kill me if he learns that i shared this video, on our defense, we’re drunk and happy. haha oh well, all videos are amazing and all winners. Everybody worked very hard and gained friends and  extraordinary experience.

GRAY TEAM!!!

So that’s all for now, Start 2013 right.

Godspeed

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2012! :D

clean

2012 is a blast.

Life’s been good to me so far.  I thought I wont be able to bounce back from the curse of 2011 but I was wrong.  Wise Decisions led me to a new job, new career path, able to gain new skills and meet new friends. It may  sounds sissy  but I would like to thank everyone that contributed something in my life this 2012. Yes, this is kinda melodramatic but this is the best way I think I can thank everybody. Apologies if i gave you a hard time sometimes but I promise that I am willing to learn from my mistakes and opt not to do it again.

At age of 25, I must say that there’s still more things I haven’t crossed out from my bucket list. I’ve been busy lately on random projects,school related and personal, but I didn’t regret it since I learned so much during the process. But this 2013, I will make it more jampacked thanthis year.

Priorities on my bucket list : Learn how to play drums (Im serious about this one.), learn how to drive a car. Learn Digital Photography from the experts (no more shortcuts, more practice) learn new softwares, Back to Graduate School, more travel , (join a band? kung papalarin wahehe), start learning about housing loan etc.

Resolutions? Less Drinking, More Writing. Right amount of partying, more exercise. Spend wisely. Less Procrastination.  More secrets. Learn how to play a devil’s advocate. Learn how to say NO. More artworks. More blog entries. More Practice on writing, photography, editing and other interests. Lastly, learn to stick to these resolutions

Well, that’s for now guys.

Till then and Happy New Year! Cheers!

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Oh Penelope!

In life, you’ll come to a point that the only choice you got is to learn the art of letting go. Despite of the loss, letting go of someone or something will gain you peace of mind, sanity, self respect, confirmation and sometimes, a chance to move on.

Months ago, I landed on a Yahoo! News article “Jake Reilly’s ‘Amish Project:'”, it is amazing how Jake  unplugged humself off the grid. Deactivated his facebook, twitter accounts, stopped  using email and texting. Main Reason: He noticed that today, People tends to spend more time with thier gadgets and keyboards than we do with the people we care about. yes, we’re all updated with our friends and family through social media and able to like and comment on thier activites via thier posts but c’mon, when was the last time you go out and spend hours talking about random things.It’s not time wasted. Just quality time with your family and frineds without any intervention of any gadget.

His viral video used Pinback’s “Penelope.” (thus the title). its aboiut the vocalist’s pet goldfish who died. That song and Jake’s viral video inspired me to do this artwork. I must say, I was surprised with the outcome. Honestly I’m bad with colors, i dont do colored artworks that well but I must have to try to let go of my inhibitions and do try to add colors to my artwork.

Well, here you go. High Quality version can be seen @ http://amherst-ureiqn.deviantart.com/#/d5d1i5s

oh_penelope_by_amherst_ureiqn-d5d1i5s

Well that’s for now…

So Till then and Godspeed  😀

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Ang Pakikipagsapalaran ni Manang Liempo

Malamang kilala ito ng mga bumibili ng lunch sa mga “jolly jeep” dito sa Makati. Nainspire lang gumuhit muli matapos umattend ng Graphika Manila 2012 last saturday. (unting udyok pa, magiging serye na ‘to haha)

Anyway, sa may mga deviant art accounts dyan, pa-watch (at pacomment na rin) para mainspire naman ang inyong lingkod hehe 😀

for my latest artwork , please do check out my deviant art account: http://amherst-ureiqn.deviantart.com

sa muli mga bata…paalam 😀


CANNED THOUGHTS no.4 : Falling For The First Time

I’m so cool, too bad I’m a loser
I’m so smart, too bad I can’t get anything figured out
I’m so brave, too bad I’m a baby
I’m so fly, that’s probably why it feels just like I’m falling for the first time

I’m so green, it’s really amazing
I’m so clean, too bad I can’t get all the dirt off of me.
I’m so sane, it’s driving me crazy
It’s so strange, I can’t believe it feels just like I’m falling for the first time

I’m so chill, no wonder it’s freezing
I’m so still, I just can’t keep my fingers out of anything
I’m so thrilled to finally be failing
I’m so done, turn me over cause it feels just like I’m falling for the first time

Anything plain can be lovely, anything loved can be lost
Maybe I lost my direction, what if our love is the cost?
Anyone perfect must be lying, anything easy has its cost
Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone loved can be lost
What if I lost my direction? What if I lost sense of time?
What if I nursed this infection? Maybe the worst is behind

Anyone perfect must be lying, anything easy has its cost
Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone loved can be lost
What if I lost my direction? What if I lost sense of time?
What if I nursed this infection? Maybe the worst is behind

…It feels just like I’m falling for the first time