Random Pictures of Me in My First Vlog

By: Seph Capaque





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(c)Joseph Peter Capaque

Lazy Afternoon

By: Seph Capaque

Models: Mamang and Moymoy

(c) Joseph Peter Capaque

Walking at Rainbow's End

By: Seph Capaque

I'm on my way to the rainbow's center. I have to reach it one step at a time. Like a turtle, I have to reach there slowly but surely. I have to lavish the pot of gold that I have found on the rainbow's end first.

Slowly, I climb. Slowly, I rise. There will be no use if I hasten my trip to utopia. I could have reached the top fast but I sure will not enjoy the experience. Reaching my destination does not need to be fast. Like a tree that grows slowly, I shoot my roots to the ground for a time to have a firmer grasp. Like most synthetic food today, instant success means poor foundation. so now, I have to wait to get to my rainbow top.

(c) Joseph Peter Capaque

Asingit: Youngest Male Cat

By: Seph Capaque

Asingit is the youngest male cat of our house. Unfortunately, he left the house last week for no reason we could think of. Or was he catnapped?






(c) Joseph Peter Capaque

Alone in a Crowd

By: Seph Capaque

Travor is a man with many cliques. He is a leader of three fraternities. Many admirers shout when he dunks that indigo ball. Girlfriends are changed everyday like soiled clothes. Wherever he goes, people recognize him. The community dubbed him as the campus heartthrob. Engaging with people is a part of his lifestyle. You can conclude that he is surrounded by people.
How fortunate of him, you say.

Frat brothers are forced to respect because he is an org superior. Nobody would dare say if he is wrong or he is right. In the organization, he is the rule and the rule must always be followed.

Cheerleaders and chicks flood him not because they know him as a person bu because they see him as a piece of meat. "Mine are the legs. Mine are the eyes. Mine are the cheeks. Mine is the smile. I'll taste your crotch" but eventually, he will fade and his flesh will rot and he will never be sweet again. so sad, girls see him as a piece of meat but not as a person.
In the court, he is known for is killer moves. He is filled with tactics, with strategies. he knows how to do this and how to do that. He is the most valuable player. There will come a time that the spotlight will turn to another newbie. As soon as the spotlight is gone, he is alone.

He commits suicide the other day. The reason: Loneliness.

One can still be lonely even if he looks like he belongs.

(c) Joseph Peter Capaque

Bad Highlights Good

By: Seph Capaque

There is something in darkness that creates a dramatic focus on the light. Darkness gave light a deeper meaning.

In life, bad persons make good persons appear like saints.


May we reflect back and say, "Antagonists in our life did not make us worst. They just made our lives brighter and better. They made life more meaningful. They add colors. They brought out the good within us. They made us humans"


Next time, we meet evil, think of it as an opportunity to grow than burden to carry on.

Just like the light, it shows its brightest side in the dark.

(c) Joseph Peter Capaque

I Still Love You

Dear Pearl,

I saw your profile in friendster today. I thought I have already lost my feelings with you the day we part at our high school graduation. For me, you were the beautiful creature on earth. I loved you but I can never say it to you face to face . Today, when I viewed your newly added photographs, I realize that I am still in love with you.

Remember the day when we became friends? It was the first day of our freshmen intramurals. We were not involved in any sport activities. I guess we are not the sporty type. We spent the whole monday talking to each other - only you and I. We ate lunch together. Naive as we were, we enjoyed sitting under the shade of the mahogany tree, slapping each other using our face towels, and comparing our day's baon.

I laugh remembering the day when ou brought with you handcuffs just for fun. You tied me in the steel pole using those cuffs. You tied me there for 30 minutes. You told me later that you were just thinking of me as Jack of Titanic and you, the Rose. With what you have said, I embark myself into the illusion of love.

But you were too perfect, too smart, too angelic. I was too innocent, too young, too devilish. I even wrote in a withered leaf: "If you are the heaven and I am the hell, I would reach for you. I would rather suffer a thousand lifetime just to be with you. Cheesy - yes cheesy is a man who falls in love.

Your classmates do not see us as the perfect pair. They would always pair you with Eduardo or Gamotin or Cedric. What will I fight for? They are rich, handsome, and charismatic. I can't reach their level because I have no time and money to tidy up myself. I only receive ten pesos a day as allowance. That is just enough for a 5-peso viand and a 2-way fare.

If I would have courted you, I don't have money to spend for dates. Only one peso is left for me everyday. What would you expect me to buy using that? Two chewing gums? One for you? One for me?

You were born with a silver spoon. I was born with no spoon at all. Your classmates find me ugly. you are very pretty. Believe me, I did not love you just because you had a pretty face. I have loved you because you had a very charismatic heart and appearance.

Why Pearl? Why did you leave me alone after the one week intramurals? Why did you have a boyfriend without even waiting for me? Why does my heart beat every time a thought of you will appear in my mind?

For six years, I've kept my love. I told no one. Nobody will understand. That includes you.

And today, after 6 years, I realize that I still love you. When will you ever be mine, Pearl?

Jokes From The Net

By: Seph Capaque

We will have a rest today from the heavy bombardment of my ideals. I collected a list of jokes from the world wide web. Enjoy!

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The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think

No guts, no glory, no brain, same story

Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder

Adults are just kids who owe money

He who laughs last thinks slowest

If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried

Justice: A decision in your favor

When a man talks dirty 2 a women, its sexual harassment when a women talks dirty 2 a man, its £3.95 per minute!

Guilt -- the gift that keeps on giving

Bride's Dad hands a note to the groom: 'GOODS DELIVERED ARE NOT RETURNABLE.' Groom gave another note back to father: 'CONTRACT VOID IF SEAL IS BROKEN.'

There are three rings that a married woman will receive her whole life: First the engagement ring, then the wedding ring, then the suffering.

I'm not into working out. My philosophy: No pain. No pain.

Any woman that thinks the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach is aiming just a little too high.

Question: What is the difference between a wife and a girlfriend?
Answer: About 45 pounds!!

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Tomorrow's post: When Good Needs Bad
(Without a bad, there is no good)

The Fire is Gone

By: Seph Capaque

I am not happy with my job anymore.

Don't get me wrong. I have loved the job. I prayed for it. I even sacrificed my reputation just to continue my stay with the company. For a single guy like me with no big vices who lives simply, the salary I get is more for myself (even more for my family).

I had the funniest persons as my officemates. Sometimes they go with their jokes extremely that if it were daggers, I'd end up lifeless. I love these people.

My boss is very understanding. He gives extensions for my deadlines. He makes me busy sometimes and lax at an equal time frame.

I find my job simple. I just need to understand the process of the system, then organize ideas, make some bullets, construct instructions, and layout them using Microsoft Word. I don't have any problem with teamwork because I work alone.

I am required to stay in the office only five days in a week with a regular rest day period.

I am a career person that people would find as successful but I tell you, I can't breathe anymore. The job is beginning to be monotonous for me.

A room trapped with a four-cornered wall is never my dream job. I am a hyperactive person. i don't want to confine myself with office paperworks alone! I want to go on an adventure, and at the same time, earn at that adventure.

Overkill jokes that choke my personality and my lifestyle are something I blatantly detest. I also do joking and teasing but not to the stake of making me look like an EFFEMINATE WHORE! I just want those jokes to be in place. Work is work. Teasing is teasing. The problem is, those two happens to intertwine all the time I have to stay in my secluded workstation. I am so sick of this.

I am earning higher than the minimum salary wage. But now I understand the difference between stable and being successful. I can say that I am stable but I am not yet successful.

This workplace is not for me. I need a job that I would find some interest with.

Sad thing is, I can't leave the job now. I can't even leave it 2 years from now. I need the money.

I only have 2 choices: to fulfill my dreams empty-pocketed or to be an unhappy career person.

"POOF"

. . .So much for conflicting priorities. . .

Another Cat: Kuya

By: Seph Capaque

Kuya is one timid cat. He loves his masters only if they give him food. He has a moody temperament which can be partly explained by his being spayed. Still, I love this temperamental cat. Next to Mamang, he is the oldest male cat.

Knowing When to Shout

By: Seph Capaque

What if superheroes were true?

What if there was really a Clark Kent on a local newspaper? What if Gotham city really had a dark cape crusader? What if the Fantastic Four really fought against Dr Doom?

One thing I notice about us is that we tend to over imagine and step out of reality. We dream of demi-gods who roam around this world to save us from evil just like what Jesus Christ did. Why? We dream the impossible because we want to create a quick escape from reality. We daydream that we can just shout at the top of our voice and then - poof - out comes our superhero to save the day.

Apparently in life, problems that face quick escape appear to have less impact and weak solutions. Let us stop dreaming and tell ourself once in awhile that we do not need superheroes to save us. We just need ourselves. Look in the mirror. That person you are will be the only superhero that you need. Yes. In times of troubles, nobody but our own self alone can save the day.

Friends and families are not there to save us. They are there to support us. They are not the ones who are making decisions for our lives. We are the protagonists in our own movies and our family is the supporting cast.

When problems come your way, you do not need a superhero. Face your problem and shout "Up, up and away!".

All for love

By: Seph Capaque

(Disclaimer: This is a repost from my old blog VirginMind last November 2006. The girl is now happy to be single and is pursuing a career. She still has no child. I repeat. She is not a mother. Her consent was taken when this article was made.)

I remember a friend in this next entry.

Funny how women decide to let loose of their cherries wild just for the sake of curiosity and "love."

Cheeky girl is your above-average girl, perfect in any sense: body, health, and brains. She is the silent type. She has good brains, but refuses to showcase it. Poor in math. Good in english. She is a brilliant student. She has nice hypnotizing voice. She is a good dancer. A total guy catcher. Good in brains they say, but bad in heart matters.

Actually, she has problems with her current boyfriend. The guys seems to be very interested in making doggie things in bed… He has the prowess. He’s very fast: in undressing, in foreplay, …and in depositing.

Yes, he spits in only two minutes. Knowing females, they cannot reach full pleasure for a short period only.

Cheeky girl recalls. Sex is not important for majority of girls who want to maintain a steady relationship. The one who actually attacks the fight scene is the guy. Seldom are the times that the girls want to do the deed especially for guys they are less emotionally attached with.

There are four reasons why girls do it: curiosity, money, love and physical urge.

Back to our story… It so happened that cheeky girl’s guy is a womanizer. Seemingly a maniac, he does not care about love but he does care about bedroom happiness. The girl keeps on understanding him because of -uh- love.

On some days, the guy, would speedily unclothe the girl of all her garments. The shocked girl humorously puts back the clothes in her body again (like they are kids playing bahay-bahayan). She evitably surrenders at the end, gving up her cherry.

All for love…

A "Thank You" is enough

By: Seph Capaque

There are things in life that you would like to do without any exchange. You would like to help and give out your best - tears dropping, sweat dripping, blood oozing - but after the deed, you declare it as pro bono. No more, no less.

I disagree with that. When I give, I expect two things in return: (1) A smile (2) and a "Thank You".

I think everyone agrees with that. Those two things are not hard to do. They are exceedingly simple. But sometimes I wonder why in the world do people always neglect to do those two simple requirements.

Like for example, when our parents cook a meal for us. We often frown at our parents when we see that the food on the table is not a delicious one. We fail to recognize their efforts and skip to the part wherein we see our self's dissatisfaction too much that we disregard their efforts.

I also observe in almost all situations that humans, when they want something from that person, persists in reminding that person on a day-to-day basis the need to fulfill the favor. Ironically, when the deed is done, the day-to-day memo note alarm ceases and fails to convert into a daily appreciation.

A friend who is in need of money for his "ministry" sends an SMS to my cellphone almost everyday soliciting for a little donation for a trip back to his school. He was back in town for a while to visit his kin and hints that he needs money very badly. After muchdeliberation, I decided to give him a small amount from my savings. I am a very busy person and so, I left the money at home and texted him that he just drop by our house to get the amount. He got it from my mom and left. He left no word whatsoever. My mom even told me that he was smiling from ear to ear when he received the money. Heck! know it was a small amount but I deserve a little appreciation here. I am not even counting for a payment or even an interest but what matters most to me is the appreciation.

I also wonder. We are very apt in calling the mighty name of our creator in times of trouble but are very forgetful to thank him in times of happiness. It can be unfair to him sometimes when we blame him for all the troubles we went through our lives yet not in a million times do we stop and reflect, "Wait, I have more blessings than I do have trials".

Hahaha!!! Celebrity Look-Alikes?

by: Seph Capaque

I am laughing at the results of my MyHeritage celebrity look-alike. All American hunks? Well, in fact, I am not even an inch similar to these guys. I have my own aesthetics, you know... :)

Everybody is a Potential

by: Seph Capaque

There is one great reason why we need to befriend as many persons as possible. It is because – simply put – everybody is a potential.

All humans we mingle with, evolve. They might morph to sparkling butterflies, beautiful swans, or handsome princes.

As time goes by, we might need the benefits that they got from their evolution. We might need to ask a ride in the butterflies’ wings, or to hear an ego boost from the once ugly duckling, or even request wealth from the princes’ bounty. Those persons we snub and look down before can have skills and blessings that we need in the future.

When we think come and rethink about it. We have lots of persons around us. A few of them we love. Some we have to live with. A handful we hate. A majority we ignore and care less.

There is a need to love and be loved. When we give love more, we will be loved more. Befriending a potential today might save us from a problem tomorrow. Saving more potentials today increases the chances of multiple helps from warm hands.

We know that it is impossible to befriend all persons in the planet. What this piece shouts out is that is important to show acts of kindness to persons that need it at the moment. What we have planted is what we will sow. A seed of love in a person’s heart will not remain a seed. It will grow and become a tree of life that will bear seeds to disperse again and multiply.

Every person is a potential. When we give light to the soul of those who need it, not only will our future be warmer and gay. We can also expect a love that will bounce back at us from the investments we have planted.

*(Models: Mamang and Dringit)

Photoblogging First: My cats

by: Seph Capaque

I am standing by my belief that great entertainment need not use expensive gadgets. For now, I am using my Nokia N70 in showing you all my pictures. It may not be the perfect pixels that you want but all are ambitious and promising posts. Don't you worry! I will buy a new camera in the future (If the money will come).

And to start my photo blogging journey, I will introduce you to my cats. Cats reflect my inner personality. They remind me always that the world is a journey of the self - no other no matters. enjoy!:


She is Mamang, the oldest among our litters. She is like ten years old already. But we love her. All the rest of the gang are descendants of this grandma cat. I guess this cat is one fine example that age is just numbers. She does not look like a ten-year old garfield!...


I would like to commend my cat. She looks professional in the modeling industry. I think she had read my mind about me taking good pictures. She can't help but show me the cutest face.


Mamang likes to eat fish with cooked rice. She will always crave for rice when we give her meat.


Mamang's favorite past time is to sleep during lazy afternoons beside the old well under the shade of the Santol tree.

My Workplace

by: Seph Capaque



These photographs are results of my attempt to get a professional picture out of a low-profile cellphone camera. I hope I did fine though.

I am still learning how to do the flickr!!! :)

My First entry

by: Seph Capaque