Was chatting with a friend of mine... then before he left he said...
ey *insert my name*, i gtg, got some tennis scheduled, talk to u soon, don't stare at wentworth too much, it'll burn ur eyes out haha, ingat!
At natuwa naman ako dun.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Information = Power?
Listen to what is shared…respond as if “interested”… ask questions that do not sound suspicious and accept and digest whatever is uttered.
Is being an observer of psychological creatures unhealthy? Should some things be left at it is? Would lesser knowledge be better? Would it be better to be left in the dark rather to be lost in a blitz of confusion and not knowing what is real or not?
What is the deal? You said you wanna marry before you reach 30 so that you would still have the energy and physical capabilities to play with your kids. However, there are many obstacles with this plan of yours… such as not having a degree and not having anyone to be your wife.
Wala nga ba talaga? Kamusta naman yung nangyari sa Pudlot? Dinaya ka ba? Iniwan ka ba? O ikaw ang gago?
Stop playing with emotions… cause if you do not, I will stop playing your game.
Is being an observer of psychological creatures unhealthy? Should some things be left at it is? Would lesser knowledge be better? Would it be better to be left in the dark rather to be lost in a blitz of confusion and not knowing what is real or not?
What is the deal? You said you wanna marry before you reach 30 so that you would still have the energy and physical capabilities to play with your kids. However, there are many obstacles with this plan of yours… such as not having a degree and not having anyone to be your wife.
Wala nga ba talaga? Kamusta naman yung nangyari sa Pudlot? Dinaya ka ba? Iniwan ka ba? O ikaw ang gago?
Stop playing with emotions… cause if you do not, I will stop playing your game.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Lost?
It is 1 am, and I cannot sleep. I keep thinking about my life so far... thoughts about the future, thoughts about what I have done with my life. Thoughts about what I should be doing are floating in my head right now... I try, but I cannot get a solid grasp of what they are. I cannot even put them to words, but I know, I am at a point in my life where I am reassessing my direction, my priorities... deciding what road to take... deciding whether to throw caution to the wind and follow my heart or stay rational and logical and follow my brain...
It is tough when you do not know where you are. When you are fearful that you have missed a corner and now traveling down a very different road. It is hard when you cannot read the signs and there is no way for you to know which direction you ought to take. It is scary when you know that you have no one other than your self to blame for whatever mistakes you made...
Run and hide or face it... seems so simple, but in truth is very hard to answer... I wish I had the courage to face everything head on... but sometimes, there are things that are better left in the dark... better left unopened... better left alone... and this thing... whatever it is, seems like one of those things... I will try to leave it alone for now... and then reassess maybe in a few weeks time, if I have enough courage or will to face it...
It is tough when you do not know where you are. When you are fearful that you have missed a corner and now traveling down a very different road. It is hard when you cannot read the signs and there is no way for you to know which direction you ought to take. It is scary when you know that you have no one other than your self to blame for whatever mistakes you made...
Run and hide or face it... seems so simple, but in truth is very hard to answer... I wish I had the courage to face everything head on... but sometimes, there are things that are better left in the dark... better left unopened... better left alone... and this thing... whatever it is, seems like one of those things... I will try to leave it alone for now... and then reassess maybe in a few weeks time, if I have enough courage or will to face it...
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Chronicles of an Emo Bear 104
I should be happy right now because this was the sign I prayed for. This is what I wanted. This is the “right thing” to do. You just made it easier with your “stupidity”.
BUT… why does it feel so difficult?
It is so damn difficult to push away someone you desperately want to stay because it is the “right thing” to do. But what hurts more is when find yourself still wishing the person is there despite the fact the person cannot be with you.
“The farther I go away from you… the closer you feel inside…”
Anak ng…so EMO!
BUT… why does it feel so difficult?
It is so damn difficult to push away someone you desperately want to stay because it is the “right thing” to do. But what hurts more is when find yourself still wishing the person is there despite the fact the person cannot be with you.
“The farther I go away from you… the closer you feel inside…”
Anak ng…so EMO!
Friday, March 23, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
On Annoying Drivers
Would you tolerate the so-called skills of those annoying bus, taxi and jeepney drivers? Would you let their king of the road attitude go by? Or would you allow them to stress you and go neck to neck with them?
These infuriating drivers have their reasons for acting as such. Imagine weaving through only in the Philippines traffic all day long. It is a tough life out there, you know. They need to make a living by getting as many passengers and trips as they can. However, are these good reasons or explanations for their actions? How come in other countries drivers of public transportations follow the rules? Drivers should have discipline kasi.
Then again, how could people have discipline if people with authority break the rules as well? There are rules but no action or no right implementation. This is sad.
So what would you do? Let those reckless drivers get away or stand up for what your rights?
These infuriating drivers have their reasons for acting as such. Imagine weaving through only in the Philippines traffic all day long. It is a tough life out there, you know. They need to make a living by getting as many passengers and trips as they can. However, are these good reasons or explanations for their actions? How come in other countries drivers of public transportations follow the rules? Drivers should have discipline kasi.
Then again, how could people have discipline if people with authority break the rules as well? There are rules but no action or no right implementation. This is sad.
So what would you do? Let those reckless drivers get away or stand up for what your rights?
Friday, March 16, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
Such Kids part 2
The kids are now friends...
My older brother (26) and I recently had a fight (that I thought of blogging about, but decided otherwise). It was a huge one, basically, just like the other rare fights we've had in the past. I acquired a huge bump on my head. One that made me look like I had half a balut stuck on my head.
Therefore, I ignored him during the next days. Actually, I didn't see him at all even if we do live in the same house. Or maybe I just don't look at his way whenever I feel like he's around. I just hated the idea of him and me sharing the same oxygen.
But, of course, he'll always be my brother. I hate to admit it, but we're so similar in a lot of ways. Ironically, those similarities make us clash with one another. We're both competitive and we can't handle immaturity--even if we have tendencies to be immature. Blah. It's weird.
Anyway, he woke me up awhile ago, while I taking a nap before dinner time. He had a box of Hello Panda and a pack of Chocnut. & then, there, he apologized.
That's when I realized the number one thing he has taught me through these years: Apologizing. I'm so bad at it because I always come up with reasons not to. Good thing my brother, despite being the big and angas person that he is great at it.
&, anyway, i hate fighting with any of my siblings. despite our differences, i'm thankful that i ended up having them. :)
My older brother (26) and I recently had a fight (that I thought of blogging about, but decided otherwise). It was a huge one, basically, just like the other rare fights we've had in the past. I acquired a huge bump on my head. One that made me look like I had half a balut stuck on my head.
Therefore, I ignored him during the next days. Actually, I didn't see him at all even if we do live in the same house. Or maybe I just don't look at his way whenever I feel like he's around. I just hated the idea of him and me sharing the same oxygen.
But, of course, he'll always be my brother. I hate to admit it, but we're so similar in a lot of ways. Ironically, those similarities make us clash with one another. We're both competitive and we can't handle immaturity--even if we have tendencies to be immature. Blah. It's weird.
Anyway, he woke me up awhile ago, while I taking a nap before dinner time. He had a box of Hello Panda and a pack of Chocnut. & then, there, he apologized.
That's when I realized the number one thing he has taught me through these years: Apologizing. I'm so bad at it because I always come up with reasons not to. Good thing my brother, despite being the big and angas person that he is great at it.
&, anyway, i hate fighting with any of my siblings. despite our differences, i'm thankful that i ended up having them. :)
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Saturday, March 10, 2007
On Writing So-Called Letters
Why do I write those in the first place?
Maybe because I...
do not really have anyone to address those notes to...
wanna make others happy...
wanna express my so called "affection" even in a weird way...
am secretly hoping that I'd get one of those from someone who really cares.
Errr....
Hopeless romantic strikes again!
Maybe because I...
do not really have anyone to address those notes to...
wanna make others happy...
wanna express my so called "affection" even in a weird way...
am secretly hoping that I'd get one of those from someone who really cares.
Errr....
Hopeless romantic strikes again!
On Being Lost...Again
Heart beating so fast… out of breath… cannot keep still…
Many random thoughts running through my mind…
I HATE this!
Once again, I am lost. I do not know what I want. Rather, what I want to do with my life! Am I experiencing some sort of a crisis here? I feel like a robot who does routinely activities. Wake up in the morning… prepares to work… pretends to work… mingle with people… pretends more…goes home and drain myself with my useless thoughts. I do go out at least twice a week, but its not much. I still have a hella lot of time for my nonsense and it is killing me!
What is my purpose in this lifetime? I try to make people happy, do they even notice? Would it even matter if the ground suddenly opened and swallowed me?
Maybe I need more action. I need a LIFE… a life with PURPOSE!
Somebody… save me… PLEASE!
Many random thoughts running through my mind…
I HATE this!
Once again, I am lost. I do not know what I want. Rather, what I want to do with my life! Am I experiencing some sort of a crisis here? I feel like a robot who does routinely activities. Wake up in the morning… prepares to work… pretends to work… mingle with people… pretends more…goes home and drain myself with my useless thoughts. I do go out at least twice a week, but its not much. I still have a hella lot of time for my nonsense and it is killing me!
What is my purpose in this lifetime? I try to make people happy, do they even notice? Would it even matter if the ground suddenly opened and swallowed me?
Maybe I need more action. I need a LIFE… a life with PURPOSE!
Somebody… save me… PLEASE!
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Such Kids
Message 1:
Ate, please go to the other house. Your sister is here.
My Reply:
Why? Whats up?
Message 2:
She got in a fight with your kuya and she has a huge bump on her forehead. It is swelling right now.
My Reply:
I'm not at home.
Okay great. My siblings are such kids! Imagine a 26 year old huge guy lay a hand on a 18 year old lady! Mind you, this was not the first time this happened. As of now, I do not know what the exact story is, but I guess it started with a simple chanchawan. Knowing them, a mababaw thing can grow into something else.
They are really siblings. Walang gustong magpatalo.
Tsk tsk.
Ate, please go to the other house. Your sister is here.
My Reply:
Why? Whats up?
Message 2:
She got in a fight with your kuya and she has a huge bump on her forehead. It is swelling right now.
My Reply:
I'm not at home.
Okay great. My siblings are such kids! Imagine a 26 year old huge guy lay a hand on a 18 year old lady! Mind you, this was not the first time this happened. As of now, I do not know what the exact story is, but I guess it started with a simple chanchawan. Knowing them, a mababaw thing can grow into something else.
They are really siblings. Walang gustong magpatalo.
Tsk tsk.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Movie 11
Flushed Away
Roddy is a decidedly upper-crust "society mouse" who lives the life of a beloved pet in a posh Kensington flat. When a sewer rat named Sid comes spewing out of the sink and decides he's hit the jackpot, Roddy schemes to rid himself of the pest by luring him into the "whirlpool." Sid may be an ignorant slob, but he's no fool, so it is Roddy who winds up being flushed away into the bustling sewer world of Ratropolis. There Roddy meets Rita, an enterprising scavenger who works the sewers in her faithful boat, the Jammy Dodger. Roddy immediately wants out, or rather, up; Rita wants to be paid for her trouble; and, speaking of trouble, the villainous Toad--who royally despises all rodents equally, making no distinction between mice and rats--wants them iced ... literally. The Toad dispatches his two hapless hench-rats, Spike and Whitey, to get the job done. When they fail, the Toad has no choice but to send to France for his cousin--that dreaded mercenary, Le Frog.
Roddy is a decidedly upper-crust "society mouse" who lives the life of a beloved pet in a posh Kensington flat. When a sewer rat named Sid comes spewing out of the sink and decides he's hit the jackpot, Roddy schemes to rid himself of the pest by luring him into the "whirlpool." Sid may be an ignorant slob, but he's no fool, so it is Roddy who winds up being flushed away into the bustling sewer world of Ratropolis. There Roddy meets Rita, an enterprising scavenger who works the sewers in her faithful boat, the Jammy Dodger. Roddy immediately wants out, or rather, up; Rita wants to be paid for her trouble; and, speaking of trouble, the villainous Toad--who royally despises all rodents equally, making no distinction between mice and rats--wants them iced ... literally. The Toad dispatches his two hapless hench-rats, Spike and Whitey, to get the job done. When they fail, the Toad has no choice but to send to France for his cousin--that dreaded mercenary, Le Frog.
Friday, March 02, 2007
On Humility
There is no paradigm shift without humility.
Humility is the foundation of all virtues.
Without it, there's no virtue to speak of.
They are mere role play -- acting.
Like an actor or any actress,
Waiting for the crowd
To applause.
Humility is the foundation of all virtues.
Without it, there's no virtue to speak of.
They are mere role play -- acting.
Like an actor or any actress,
Waiting for the crowd
To applause.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Tablado?
A: I am so disappointed at you…
B: Like what you said, we are still in the process of getting to know each other… so do not expect much/anything from me.
A: Yeah, I know… so who am I to feel and react this way? I am just your friend.
B: C’mon --- we both know there is something to look forward too…
A: Honestly --- right now, I do not know… I do not think so…
SILENCE
B: What are you doing? I think I should go to bed.
A: No.. I am doing something pa.
B: Okay. I'll go to bed na...
A: Alright. BYE!
B: Like what you said, we are still in the process of getting to know each other… so do not expect much/anything from me.
A: Yeah, I know… so who am I to feel and react this way? I am just your friend.
B: C’mon --- we both know there is something to look forward too…
A: Honestly --- right now, I do not know… I do not think so…
SILENCE
B: What are you doing? I think I should go to bed.
A: No.. I am doing something pa.
B: Okay. I'll go to bed na...
A: Alright. BYE!
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