<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1" ?>
<rss version="0.91">
  <channel>
    <title>Rapturous . . . ?</title>
    <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/</link>
    <description>Rapturous . . . ?</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 11:25:45 PST</lastBuildDate>
    <generator>http://www.blogdrive.com</generator>
    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
    <category>Writing</category>
    <category>Relationships</category>
    <category>Family Issues</category>
    <item>
      <title>LADIDA</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/217.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2004 14:07:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>This was bound to happen.

People, if you will still be interested in reading me, kindly leave your email address and I'll send you the URL of the new blog (within a week or two). It's still under construction. 

I won't be updating this one for now. And yes, I'll change the URL of this blog, too by the time the new blog is ready.

Demnit. I know, hiding isn't a good idea, it almost never is.

But, I'll explain soon. So for now, do me a favor and tell me if you're interested so I won't have to email each one of you and get a *cyber blank stare* from some. I get hurt easily. Hehe. 

Seriously,... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=217</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>IN SERIOUS NEED OF SENSIBLE THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/216.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2004 03:18:30 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Three things:

1. Childhood memory #2 in progress. (Bent on doing this.)
2. Las Vegas might not materialize. Father DISAPPROVED.
3. My shaved leg is irritated (the left one). Ugh, sentence sounds horrible. 

How do I say this correctly? 

My left shaved leg is irritated or 
I shaved my legs and now the left one is irritated or 
My left leg is irritated because I shaved it or 
Don’t shave your legs because they will be irritated, just look what happened to my left leg or
Demnit, I shouldn’t have shaved?

My life is so exciting.

Anyway, I need ONE GOAL. I’ve been racking my head for 

*stands... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=216</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>ONE MEMORY AT A TIME</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/215.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 04 Sep 2004 05:34:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I've been reading a lot.

Which is a good thing. One of the many good things a BUM can have.

So I've been rereading Bird by Bird (Anne Lamott) and once again I come across something she wrote which I swore to never forget but forgot anyway. Well, not really forgot-forgot but it kind of, ok, I forgot.

She said that in order to write well (whatever writing well means), YOU HAVE TO START FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD. She didn't exactly say that because as I remember, someone said that to her or perhaps she read it from somewhere. It will really be easier for me to BE SURE about what I write IF I COULD... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=215</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>THE PACHYDERMIC DAUGHTER</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/214.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2004 04:05:25 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>When it's already 11 am and all you did was go online for ONE WHOLE HOUR without REALLY accomplishing anything (except for cooking rice and checking Ma's inbox), that's when you should say to yourself:

Maybe it's time to take a bath.</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=214</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>LIFE THESE DAYS (or “The girl with no plans.”)</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/212.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2004 04:24:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>

The dog loves me more now. She follows me everywhere. She must be wondering why I’m in this house most of the time. Or maybe it’s because she likes how I smell when I haven’t taken a bath yet. 

Mornings are glum and I still have difficulty getting up. I hope the reason is different from before (when I still had the job) but somehow it feels like some things haven’t changed until now. 

Afternoons are languid and sticky. Sometimes they’re cold, uneasy and fleeting, but the pressing matter is that they’re becoming increasingly sad, repetitive and pointless. 

Evenings are cruel. They don’t... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=212</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>HEY, PUPPY</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/210.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2004 01:55:33 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I like walking with you.


I like spending LONG, LAZY afternoons with you. I like wandering through the fog with you. I like hearing your laughter. I like feeling you next to me.


I like getting that warm, FUZZY feeling in my tummy whenever I hear your voice. I like expecting your arrival and I like coming to you.


Thank you for accepting me and my quirks. Like, you’d call me again when I complain that you ended the phone conversation ahead of me because we agreed that I will always be the one to end the call first. Right? 


Remember the Spider-Man 2 fiasco when my camera was... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=210</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>YEAH, I KIND OF CHEATED TO GET THIS (HEEHEE)</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/211.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2004 01:40:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
You are American Gods! You are mysterious,
intelligent, and creative. To the rest of the
world you may seem a little standoffish, but
really youre just a quiet person. Youre sort of
bookish and are intrigued by mythology and
fairy tales. You might be Wiccan or Pagan,
either that or youre unreligious. You have a
sarcastic sense of humor and are the kind of
person people like to talk to because youre
such a good listener.


 *~Which Neil Gaiman book are you?~*
 brought to you by Quizilla
</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=211</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>WISHING</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/209.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2004 03:57:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>

It occurred to me last Sunday that if God asked me what is the ONE thing I REALLY want (because He will REALLY grant it), I won't answer that I REALLY want &quot;a spanking hot writing career&quot; or &quot;a house by the beach&quot; or &quot;world peace&quot; (well, actually, if He asks me what ELSE I want, this will be it) or &quot;to live in Baguio&quot; or whatever it is that I thought I REALLY wanted.

So, what do I REALLY want? As in what is the encompassing WANT of KAT?

I want everyone in my family to be OKAY all the time.

I want them to be safe, healthy and happy all. the. time.

It's impossible, I know. But that's what... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=209</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>DEAR TIKI,</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/207.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 05:36:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I want you to know I still keep this:



Some bristles have already been withered out and you can see the twig already snapped (though it escapes me if it really was connected to the pine cone?). I discovered I still have it while I was cleaning my room the other day. Pare, I just couldn’t throw it away.

Remember? When you gave it to me, you said, “Kat, yan ang pinakamaliit na pine cone sa buong Baguio, ibinibigay ko sa ‘yo. Itago mo yan, ha.” Something like that.

You see? I did. I kept it in a special place. Just like how I keep you in a special nook in my heart. Ang chummy!!

Haha, Pare,... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=207</comments>
    </item>
    <item>
      <title>Ang konstelasyong Leo mula sa dagat ko</title>
      <link>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/archive/208.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 05:12:29 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>ni Charlie Samuya Veric

Ikaw ang hilo na hatid ng along magalaw.
Parang pag-idlip sa ere, parang pagtulog sa tubig:
Ang pagsabog ng tubig sa ere.

Kapag naalala kita, sumisisid ako
Sa kung anong lawa sa kung anong tagong tuktuk
Ng bundok. Hubad na lumalangoy sa kung anong ilog
Sa kung anong tagong lalim ng kuwebang ilog.

Dahil ang pag-isip sa pangalan mo’y pag-amin
Na may lihim na dagat sa aking loob.

At kapag gumalaw ka sa iyong pagtulog
Sa kabilang dako ng mundo, umaalon sa dagat ko.

Nahihilo ako.</description>
      <comments>http://thepurpleworld.blogdrive.com/comments?id=208</comments>
    </item>
  </channel>
</rss>
