Photographs

Timeless things
They captured everything
From the innocence of childhood
To the joyfulness of youth.
What’s good about this is
will give you countless ideas
Of a moment
Otherwise gone and forgotten
It will bring you back at that exact moment
Of happiness and of sadness
Even a person with Alzheimer’s
Will surely remember.
I love photographs
They contain unscripted smiles
And contagious laughters
Of childhood I miss
Of people I want to reconnect with
Of places I want to visit again
Of moments I know will not happen again.
So everytime something
Captured my eyes,
I grab my phone and snap it
Right away, anywhere.
It’s like my mind tells me that
‘Go, because it may not happen again!’
That’s the story
Why I’m a person addicted to photographs,
Mind you, it’s not selfies.
But memories that will surely stay
As long as I could remember.

……

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Everyone has ‘baggage’

Growing old, understanding human nature and behaviours. I’ve come to the realization that everyone experienced this. Come to think of it, everyday we are figuring ourselves, we are losing ourselves sometimes because as we all know, life is pretty much not perfect. We will experienced failures, disappointments, discouragement that we start to develop these different sort of ‘baggage’. Life is indeed a ‘Great, Extraordinary Unknown.’

Baggage.

It will not always be the same but everyone has that. Every person became who they are right now because of the things they’ve experienced before and I think it is one of the greatest wonders of being human. You can’t really grasp the intentions and what’s inside the heart and mind that’s why sometimes a person judge another person base on how he/she perceive him/her.

And the good thing there is, we can always be kind, we can always be gentle with people. There are those who really are strong in nature that we thought, this person is really tough, but deep inside we didn’t know that he/she is already hurting. We didn’t know what the person is going through. Someone is suffering from depression, we may not know it. Someone had just lost a loved one, we may not know it. Someone experienced their first heartbreak, we may not know it. Someone may think they’ve been taken for granted and feel unloved, we may not know it.

So it’s not that hard to show kindness to people because everybody deserves to be treated the way they would feel loved. The way they should really be treated. When we realized that each one of us has ‘baggage’ and assume that all of us grows in different ways, in that little way, we put something beautiful in the world. Not only we make someone feel better, we also help ourselves to be more compassionate, more loving and the byproduct? We ourselves become the better person.

And then we grow. Then we are able to face difficult and unpredictable storms in life. We become resilient. We beautify the world.

Isn’t it beautiful? Kindness and understanding goes a long way. So never underestimate it. 🙂

Nostalgia

I turned on the song Noel Cabangon’s Kanlungan and memories just automatically flashes back on my subconscious mind. This song is about reminiscing gold old times, remembering how simple it is to live back then, when people are really living in the moment not living with a cellphone in their hands. How time really flies.

I will always consider my childhood as my ‘happy place’, because that’s where almost my genuinely, excited, jolly self originated. I can’t think of how many times I miss it (I think everyone does also) and how I miss my old self where everything feels real and happy at the same time. And now I find it hard to go back to that jolly, carefree child because of the pressure of being an adult already. So do you want to know how much I miss it? I don’t know if I can put that to words because the memories that built inside my head is so rich and profound, it’s like one of those treasures that you keep on holding on for like, forever and you keep on opening it (like a treasure box) whenever life throws you thousands (I know I’m just exaggerating it) of challenges that you can’t seem to grasp or comprehend. And this is one of those moments where I am opening that precious treasure of all, my childhood. What do you like most of your childhood? Mine’s compose of Filipino games I am proud I played back then. Playing endless street games: patintero, tumbang preso, chinese garter, cards, jackstones, piko and etc. And then coming home dirty and all. Although the aftermath there is a sure angry lecture from mother about proper hygiene and how it’s so hard to wash dirty uniforms. I smile whenever I remembered those times and I’m happy that I lived on a generation where you’re actually got to experience what is like to be a child. Carefree and genuinely happy. And then those childhood friends where you get to play it with almost everything, like you’ll build a house out of used rice sacks and old boxes and then feeling satisfied after building it (especially that it does stand on its own, that’s when you’ll realize you made your own bahay-bahayan). Then you get to experience what nature can offer because you need ‘food’ in order for your bahay bahayan to be called a home, you’ll find different wildflowers and leaves. It’s funny because you become resourceful and you can randomnly find used cans and made it as cooking utensils. *Sigh*. How I just miss it. How come the things that makes us happy cannot stay there forever. Like biking in a hill with plants and grass and you just smell the scent of fresh air. Like creating colorful kites and trying to fly it in a field and that satisfaction on your face where you can see your kite flying flowly in the air. Simple but unforgettable moments.

Dearest Childhood,

I can’t express how much happiness you gave me. I may think like a real adult right now but there’s just times where I wish I could go back there and be with you again. I miss me when I’m with you. I miss having so much fun like there’s no tomorrow. Like I will not think of something bad will happen after I experienced extreme euphoria. Now I always think it that way. But anyways, even though you’re already a memory to me now, I am extremely grateful that I got to really experienced feeling infinite and genuinely happy. Maybe I will not experience it again but if God’s will that He will bless me with a child, I will do my outmost effort to show him/her the very essence of being a child. Being in the moment. Enjoying every little thing. Happiness in simplest things. And I would like to be one of his/her playmate. I’m quite excited actually. ‘Til then.

-Jannin

Beach: to connect and reconnect

Working away from home is hard and it’s even harder for me because I just miss the beach so much. Not only the foods that I always crave for, cheap but delicious pork barbeques, freshly cooked oysters, sweet squids filled with tomatoes, blue marlin sinigang and the ever delicious diwal soup. And then with some soft local songs with the ocean breeze caressing our well being, I just couldn’t ask for moments like that. I’m currently missing that now.

The beach has always been and forever will be a part of my weird life. Back when I was a child, I always felt ecstatic when my parents would say, ‘We’ll go the beach! Prepare your things.” Those magical words are enough to put us on a good mood for the rest of day and that also means putting ourselves on charcoal-like skins, which we don’t really care actually. That’s the perks of being a child because we don’t really care how we look afterwards but how we will enjoy ourselves, how we feel deep down inside. Walking and running barefoot on the sands, feeling the waves massaging our tiresome feet, seeing different kinds of shells and bringing it home, writing random names on the sand (and even childhood crush, yes very much guilty) Those little things sums up my idea of a perfect and simple beach life.

And then years comes by so fast and suddenly I realized I am no longer a child, that I am close enough of being an adult. Which make it a lot scary just thinking about it. Well that makes me appreciate the beach even more. Not that I go there to swim, I go there to think about many things in life. With my best friend. We usually talk about life, our future, our chaos, our fears, even our future with our soon to be lovers (which are all pure imagination) and anything and everything that no other human being can ignite those kind of conversations, wonderfully weird but also deep and sensible, only with my best friend.  I just love those moments, those random but content worthy kind of conversations will always be my thing. The beach had seen it all. My accomplishment. My triumphs. My sadness. My disappointments. And all the other good and not so good things that had happened to me and as well as that of my best friend. I’m just thankful to God for creating the beach, not only because it is perfect for an instagram worthy shot or a perfect cover photo for Facebook (though it is currently my cover photo, ooops) but because it will make you feel things, it will make you think things. Deeper than the sea itself. And I think there’s nothing more loveable than that.

 It makes you humble but also strong, passionate but soft, contented and full of hope, just like the endless flow of waves. Things I will not be tired thinking, especially right now that I am lying in bed, imagining that I can hear the sound of the waves even if I should be probably sleeping. But I’m just happy I am able to wrote what I feel inside.

My Nostalgic Playlist

So basically, this post is all about my favorite songs. Currently. I don’t know but being a musically inclined individual, I find it hard to answer when someone ask me my favorite song, maybe because I have so many favorite songs that I can’t think of just one.

But let me just state here how much of a music enthusiast I am. Of how much I appreciate it.

I don’t where it all started but I know as a child I appreciate music as much as I appreciate it now.  From the really cheesy and corny ‘Remember Me by Renz Berano’ my mother used to play over a cassette player, which came from my father who work overseas at that time. I somehow remembered the lyrics and it does make sense now that I still remember it and forever will be I guess.

And there’s Bread. It’s literally a food for the soul because of it’s simple but nostalgic melody. I so love the classic intro guitar of every Bread’s masterpiece. Remembering how everyday my father used to play it makes me want to invent time machine (I know it’s everyone’s dream to have one and impossible to have) just so I can go back to that simple but happiest time. Diary. Guitar Man. If. Make it With You. Everything I Own (this is my personal and all time favorite of all Bread’s songs) And all these songs are perfect for long drives.

And there’s also The Carpenters. A personal favorite of my mother. Sometimes we just sang it to the top of our lungs and I just love those random moments. Top of the World (Mama’s favorite, lol). You (favvvvv). Won’t Last a Day Without You. I just remembered how much we mimicked Karen Carpenter’s unique voice and ending up laughing because of how hilarious it sounds. I miss those moments, they’re so simple and random which makes it all special and worth remembering.

And there’s Air Supply. The Beatles! Michael Jackson. David Pomeranz. To boybands, Backstreetboys, MLTR, Boyzone, A1, M2M, Moffats, Westlife.

And my love for OPM. MYMP. Eraserheads. Rivermaya. Callalily. Hale.

And of course my love for Modern Nostalgic Princes (yup, I made that name up) Ed Sheeran, Passenger, John Mayer and Coldplay. I think I don’t need to explain how much I love them because there music explains it all. And I already said how much I adore Coldplay from my old post (who cares right? Lol okay I write too much)

You see I love songs that makes me feel nostalgic, makes me think of something positive, makes me genuinely happy, makes me feel relax. And sometimes it may be weird or it may be sad but for me it’s all worth the while *rhyming*. That last sentence doesn’t make sense I know. But seriously, you can’t see in my list of songs below that of Selena or Drake or Justin Bieber or Chainsmokers because frankly speaking they lack sincerity and genuineness in lyrics, add to the point that they’re upbeat and really pop. My choice of songs are mainly for me to inspire and to love life more. So here it is. I know no one cares if I like these type of songs but I’m just in the mood to share these quite familiar but more of not familiar kind of songs (I hope I make sense again)

Here’s my current nostalgic playlist:

  • Bear’s Den – Above the Clouds of Pompeii
  • Dido – Quiet Times
  • Philip Larue – I’ll Be Your Home
  • Coldplay – Everglow
  • Coldplay – A Message
  • Coldplay – Sparks
  • Coldplay – Miracles
  • Isaiah – It’s Gotta Be You
  • Josh Ritter – Come and Find Me
  • John Mayer – Free Fallin’
  • John Mayer – You’re Gonna Live Forever in Me
  • Ed Sheeran – Tenerife Sea
  • Ed Sheeran – Supermarket Flowers
  • Lasse Lindh – Hush
  • Jason Mraz – Beautiful Mess
  • Passenger – Beautiful Birds
  • Tracy Chapman – Fast Car
  • Keane – Somewhere Only We Know