Oversleep
Ever felt that feeling that you wanted to stay up really late to do this thing that you've always wanted to do? Put that into blogging sense. Really, it was because I abused this rest weekend. Next week and the whole of December will not be that relaxing (ironically).This post will just be a bunch of tidbits chumped together. After reading Jennie's latest entry about going on hiatus, I have decided that I will take a break altogether from "prim and proper" posting and write whateva I wanna write about without givin' a shit about form. Cabish?The new friendI officially have this new friend. I declare shit like this because when you feel it in your bones that spending time with a person is worth it, yeaf it is nothing short of worth mentioning. We have like.. what.. 55 free games to finish? (and that's just on one card alone) =D Our arms will probably fall off after 3 rounds of air hockey. I envy her ambition - it is that of a simple life.I cannot deny myself the desire to keep on reaching farther.Perhaps that is why we gel well. We cancel each other out.Invisible GirlInvisible Girl talked me up on chat and was asking if I watched this movie. Out of courtesy, I sent her an invite. The day after, she declined.I learned a new method of "testing the waters". I should really write this down.Then again, when it's the ex that does the testing, it is entirely a different story.ChickboyI ran into my cousin last friday at Timezone. He was playing air hockey with a girl, while there was another girl watching (who was also with them). I noticed that a crowd was gathering around. Apparently that was because the girl was in a spag strap with a really low top (I don't know whatya call that, I'm a guy for friggin' sake), well the point is that almost 3/5 of her cleavage was visible, and she was playing hockey, she had to bend over to hit the puck sometimes.I immediately texted my cousin's younger sister about what her brother was doing. Funnily, she texted back "oh really? what does she look like? is she pretty? is she well-dressed?".Looks like this isn't the first time that this has happened.QLC GirlThe ever-cliche Quarter-Life-Crisis sickness befell on peche. Why does she try so hard to get herself a boyfriend when I'm pretty sure she's fine by herself? I repeated the words the saint told me.. "when you realize that it's not fun anymore, crap, I'm getting hurt already, this isn't good, so its time to move on (again)". But well, persistence also exists in girls. So I'm just going to leave that on hold. I don't think I can tell her what she should do. I mean, she's a big girl already right?Dream HouseI was browsing for some 3d graphics readables, and I came upon this site which had pictures of a living room and dining room of a house in Paris. It wasn't like any of those glamorous places with a chandelier and silverware. The interior, albeit simple, was really well-designed. It had a wooden base dining table with a glass top, it had an attic and the living room had a brown couch with a knee-level living room table. There was a wall-mounted plasma TV with post-speakers, it was probably the most sophisticated piece of equipment in the whole of the house. The windows were sliding glass and there were only two portraits that hung on the wall. The overall color scheme of the place was something like pale yellow and brick red. It was simply beautiful.If you owned a house like that in Manila, would you still want to leave?
Why you shouldn't stop (being pretty)
I was looking through old photographs while cleaning at home. I was searching for stuff to recycle (and throw away). I happened to come across pictures of abandoned relatives. By "abandoned" I mean they were the people who left their husbands/wives here for other people.When I was younger, I used to be always angry at these people, because they did the leaving. But now that I feed myself, I slowly understood these people as to why they had to go. There was a reason for it all (the wife stopped being pretty, the husband had no ambition, the wife stopped being caring and submissive, the husband had no more money). So yeah, there was something common amongst those.Contrary to popular belief, every action that people do has a reason. No, there is no such as thing as "basta", "wala lang", "nothing". THERE IS ALWAYS A REASON.There is always a reason why your spouse or your significant other will leave you.A post from Jennie had this summary of behavior of men. One which will (okay, make you laugh) make you think if your actions as a man fits the observations she has made. They are for the most part, true. Men aren't really hard to read at all. She hit the nail on the head - most girls insist on the icing - she calls it the "bullshit". Way to go, girl. ^_^Let's dig deeper. Somewhere in the posts was a phrase about keeping each other on his/her toes. It is in essence, the secret for any relationship to WORK. When I say this, I mean ANY relationship (between friends even). Keep each other cared for, don't stop being sweet after saying yes, and for fuck's sake, whenever you have sex, always do it like newlyweds.Right now I am no longer angry with those people who did the leaving. After all, I'd rather have them be true to themselves instead of lie to the people who love them about how they really feel about the relationship. So that everyone can keep on living with their right place in the world.
(Happy) Birthday
I almost forgot to celebrate the birthday of this joint.Happy 1st birthday UWC! (oh, joy)I started this blog first in a thought of letting off steam. Eventually, I was trying to add a little more direction to the posting - centering on "true thought". Because more than half of the blogs you read around the world all say nice things (which is usually bullshit anyway), I wanted to make a blog that people would want to say "hey that's true" whenever they read it, while at the same time, preserving the identities of the people who's annecdoted life-stories I write about. I think I am only half-there, since taking a step back and reading all my posts on the whole have only been half-satisfying.Before I continue posting more, I'm stopping to acknowledge the people who inspired, contributed, lambasted, trashed, trash-talked, mugged, whatever, this little webspace.1) Terms:The ff. terms are coined from all my friends and acquaintances for this year. Namely:- Boyfriend Unit - Cherrie- Girlfriend Unit - still by Cherrie(so, what happened to your kick-ass car? Or have you moved out already?)- Fckuumoronsonofawhorefootanginafokfokkagotohel - Erica( I really liked this one, I might even name someone in my phonebook after it BWAHAHAHA)- Chillax - Jey (This will probably make it to the english dictionary one day, really.)2) People:We wish to acknowledge the ff. people who have the guts to speak their minds out aside from adding hits to the site counter bwahahaha.Erica - How will I ever forget, the most headstrong gal since uh, Gabriela Silang? =)Whatever shit you're takin' up, I'm sure you'll be fine. Hug Jam and Enzo for me.Jaz - Truly, girl you should bathe in a sauna more often. It softens not just the body, but the heart.Jey - Don't cling (at all). Although I know its hard.Jennie - Most definitely, the #1 profoundly-spoken girl. You are both the love and hate. The world will be yours one day because of this reason. Your last post (about the opposite sex) is golden. I will write something on that note soon.Jules - Pare I heard you're in the US right now on vacation. Lucky you. I guess that's what happens when complacence sets in. All your buddies are practicing already, and it won't hurt if you didn't finish just yet huh. Finish up and see yourself through already.Lisa - I remember this girl posting a comment that IT rant that I made during the first few months. Don't worry, it's noted.3) Other friends Office - there are some friends in the office who happen to know the address of this blog. Thank you for visiting (well, just don't sit there and read - say something naman, kahit sa keyboard lang BWAHAHAHA).The Kulasas - Yeah my friends from SSC back when they were graduating. Thanks for stopping by.(I'm referring to Abby, Lev, and Rina).To the rest (and anyone else I forgot to mention), thank you for dropping by..time to live on.
Tag-A-Lore!!! Part 2
Tagged by Erica
section 1 - have you ever... *
+ Cheated on someone?: Hell No! If I don't dig you, you'll be DUELY informed.
+ Been Cheated on?: Yeppers. It was an expensive lesson.
+ Fallen off the bed?: Not exactly.
+ Broken someone's heart?: Yes... Had to. I can't lie when I fell out of love...(goodness pareho tayo ng sagot Erica!)
+ Had your heart broken?: Oo nman. It did me good. I grew up.
+ Had a dream come true? I'm living one. ΓΌ
+ Done something you regret?: Yesh, I consented to breaking my rules.
+ Cheated on a test?: No thanks. I'm not cheap.
* section 2 - currently *
+ Wearing?: A long tshirt and jeans. I'm leaving once I'm done posting this.
+ Like anyone?: yeah... does Ryoko Hirosue count?
+ Location?: Las Pinas - in my launchpad. (I launch websites)
+ Chatting with?: Mitsubachi and Quiche occassionally. I'm just too busy with the craft and all..
+ Watching?: Wasabi, Collage of our Life, damn there's too many movies lined up.
+ Should REALLY be doing? getting ready for a party.
+ Brush your teeth?: You mean there are people who don't? =D
+ Have any piercings?: No. Actually, I do the piercing around here.
+ Drive?: Definitely. But crap, there are no mountain passes in manila where you can drift. =D
+ Drink?: Occassionally.
+ Smoke?: I smoke people out of the Tekken machine. But no, I wouldn't smoke just to be "in".
+ Got a cell?: Is there anyone who doesn't? Even our neighbor's dog has a celphone. The ringtoneis that of another dog barking.
* section 3 - the last person you... *
+ Hugged?: Hmm letse.. there's lil sis, gigi, tinz, claire, mymy.
+ Kissed?:
+ IMed?: ah crap. I have no time for IMs anymo.
+ Talked on the phone to?: Ah this one too many I can't remember.
+ Yelled at?: I hate sometimes myself for not learning to yell really really loud.
* section 4 - personal *
+ What do you want to be or do, when you finishschool?: To make a legacy to leave to the world, I am doing that right now. And it's all good.
+ What has been the best day of your life?: Hmm that's a toughie. There are too many best days.Maybe seeing Marian again after all these years or something hehehe.
+ What comes first in your life?: Living well, spreading well-living to others, then reaping the seeds you sow. =D
+ Do you have aboyfriend/girlfriend/crush?: too many girl friendz. No, I don't think I have time for a girlfriend now.All you have to do is experience the two things that one has when in a relationship (even if you're notin one), then you'll be fine.
+ What are you most scared of?: Being useless. The moment I become useless, would be the day I wouldn'twanna live anymore.
+ What do you usually think about before you go to bed?:
Why can't my grandmother be like other grandmothers, who take a crap in the restroom and not in their clothes?
How can I edge myself in a friend's life again, one who I have been OUT of touch for almost 5 years?Why can't my pretty chinese acquaintances be filipino instead?
Would I date someone if she's older than me?
How much more do I need to save before I can migrate?Where will I stage our next photoshoot?
What game will I feature?
Shit like that.
+ Did you lose someone you really loved?: Yep. She died. It's been 9 years since.
+ Love your family?: Is that question to EVEN ASK?
+ Are you a virgin?: Would you believe me if I said yes? ^_^
* section 5 - favorite *
+ Movie: Too many.
+ Song: Snake Eater, Shake your Body, too many arg..
+ Store: Blizzard
+ Clothing Store: Dockers for my pants, Bench for shirts, Rebel for accessories (sic)
+ Relative: what the..?
+ Sport: Chess, Table Tennis, Tekken, LUMINES! (soon it will be a sport)
+ Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate marble
+ Fruit: Mango
+ Candy: Gummi candies yumyum
+ Day of the Week: No favorites. I hate tuesdays though.
+ Color: 256 pallete or 16 M pallete?
* section 6 - do you *
+ Like to give hugs?: it depends on the person.
+ Like to walk in the rain?: when it's hot yeah
+ Prefer black or blue pens?: Black
+ Like to travel?: Abroad yes, locally, crap no!
+ Sleep on your side?: huh? that kinda hurts right?
+ Have a goldfish?: before, but the cat ingeniously make its way to the aquarium and ate them.
+ Ever have the falling dream?: Hmm.. kindly expound.
+ Have stuffed animals?: The last stuffed animal I had is still here. A polar bear with a santa cap on.I lost the cap so it's just a polar bear now. It's a family hand-me-down.
* section 7 - this or that *
+ Pierced nose or tongue?: Neither. Like I said, I do the piercing.
+ Single or taken?: I'm no one's boyfriend.
+ MTV or BET?: MTV.
+ 7th Heaven or Dawson's Creek?: One Tree Hill!
+ Sugar or salt?: Sugar on coffee, Salt on Balot.
+ Silver or gold?: Silver. I make bullets for vampire hunters.
+ Chocolate or flowers?: neither. they don't you anywhere REAL.
+ Color or Black-and-white photos?: Color
+ M&Ms or Skittles?: Skittles!
+ Stay up late or sleep in? Stay up late!
+ Hot or cold?: Cold. Sick and tired of hot.
+ Mustard or ketchup?: I don't like either. Ketchup maybe.
+ Spring or Fall?: Spring
+ Happy or sad?: Happy
+ Wonder or amazement?: Wonder
+ Mexican or Italian?: French!
+ Candy or Soda?: Soda
Stung
The month of November can be best described as "demanding". Demanding in terms of time with friends (who are born under that star). Yeah I remember reading something about people born under the sign of Scorpio - they are sticklers for loyalty. I envy them for it, coz sometimes I feel that for most people, loyalty is only skin-deep. But not for people born under this star.-----------------------------------------I have this close friend in the medical profession. For years (I'm counting 7) we have stayed in touch, and she is impressed that I have kept up with her whinings about quitting, complaining. But to top it off, all her other "so-called" friends have kept other company. The times they used to spend together, never happened after school. Where as I have stayed, wihtout anything in return, and she was wondering if my sign was Scorpio. I said "oh no, I'm more of a scale. I treat you the way you treat me". And so we live on. That's what Libra people are crazy about - (impossible) balance.(truth is, we have complaints about each other. I definitely have my share. Mine is that of her availability. But well, it isn't exactly the person's fault too since it is a given to be almost completely unavailable, even to your relatives).-----------------------------------------My tango (yes we had that in PE before) partner's birthday is also under this star. (gack it's been what.. 9 years!) and we're still friends. I didn't exactly make it to her wedding but we still manage to stay in touch. We didn't complain about long absences. We wanted to make a name for ourselves in our craft - as gods and goddesses of system design (sic). And so we supported each other through communication.. no, we didn't need those "hey let's meet up" stuff like that. The whole point of our being friends was that the loyalty was there.-----------------------------------------Then there's this goddess who was cast on earth to make men drool. She ingeniously joined our college publication in the hope of saving students from the eternal mundanity of life with her company. I paid scant notice of her back then because well, we had our priorities (I was a god back then too, with the same power but on a different planet). When school ended I thought I would never encounter her again. But well, life is choice-oriented, and so a choice one day to keep the goddess in check. So now she is around, this time, known as the saint. =D[ Happy Birthday to all of you Scorpio peeps. Keep on stingin' ]
(coz you're) Broken
[ It's probably case-to-case but.. ]My cousins from my mother's side flew back from the US to visit. After exchanging stories about family here and there, I realized that we were connected immediately after learning of his situation. His mother remarried (the old husband divorced). The new husband has a kid (too). So he is living with his stepfather and the stepfather's kid under the same roof. When I asked him how he was treating the kid of the stepfather, it could only be described as "mild neglect".I don't even think "neglect" is a proper word to describe it. It's like.. he doesn't care at all, and he's just being civil for the sake of harmony at home. But I don't blame him at all, and I don't think what he's doing is wrong either. It's his right. In any country for that matter, why should you get along because society dictates it? (when deep down inside you know the truth is that you really don't get along well?)One of the things that you have to deal with when marrying into a family where one (or both parents) has kids is that there is brewed confusion in terms of attention. This becomes even worse when the man and woman who just remarried have kids of their own blood. Now the offspring of both these people will be the object of jealousy of the already-existing kids. It's good if the kids have grown into adults already -- they can decide on their own and adjusting could perhaps be easier. But what if they're young?Well the reality of it all is that, if ever you do get married, have kids and for some reason, your marriage doesn't work out, you are faced with a crisis of who should you satisfy - Your need for having someone for you, or the future of your kid. I'm sure just about now, the young child (sibling of my cousin) is probably wondering "where's my daddy and why is this stranger in the house?". Quite confusing for a child.. and well.. it's quite difficult to explain realities like that to children because it traumatizes them for life.but other than all things said, the end result is growing up in an even-more broken family. But life must go on....even if you are broken.
What I really wanted (to say)
[ The following post is for emotionally and socially mature audiences only. ]I was a guest at a friend's pad a couple of weeks ago. His apartment building had this security policy that visitors had to leave their ID and sign on their log book. I was scanning the existing entries. Most of them read "OB". (meaning Official Business). I was kinda feeling pissed off that day and the last thing I needed before hanging out a friend's place is leaving my ID and all. I wrote on the log book "MYOB".[ Mind Your Own Business ][ Actually I really wanted to say was, "mind your own fucking business" ]-----------------------------------------------One morning in the Mass Rail Transit, it was semi-rush hour. There was a lady dressed ruggedly who was struggling to get in despite the already cramped caboose. She was probably being pinned down by several people from all the pushing. She cried out in pain and muttered some sexist remark about men that they should be giving way since they are stronger and shit like that. Then some random guy yelled "just go get a cab!". The woman yelled in response "I'd get a cab if I can afford it".[ The correct answer to that yell was "Go wake up earlier next time you oversleepin' bitch" ]-----------------------------------------------A friend greeted me on my birthday. I was bad because I became plastic because I replied.[ I should have repled "It WAS a happy birthday until you texted" ]-----------------------------------------------One of my friends chided me that we meet, etc. I plainly said "oh ok, sure when there's time". Mind you, she is a close friend.[ I should have said "But over the past 2 years, your availability span is only until 2 text messages in 15 minutes max, then you expect me to believe you're willing to spend time with me? ". Go fool your boyfriend. ]-----------------------------------------------I got up on the wrong side of the bed whole week long...
