Let's do the SOSYAL HIGH!

There goes little Johnny clinging and hugging his hardbound books of Calculus, Physical Chemistry and Molecular Biology. You can rarely find him in groups of three or four for he prefers to be with his books. And hey, don’t forget about Mary! She doesn’t want to be a loner. If only she joins Miss Universe, she would have won the Miss Congeniality title. But hey, the hardcore heartthrob Andrei prefers to be on the gym always but sometimes he wants to be serious on to his studies. Girls (and homos) go gaga on to him. But the ordinary Andy prepares his day in an ordinary day. He’s just a commoner, but who cares? He just wants to be true to himself.

Meet Chenelynn. She has an artificially blond hair. Her hair’s very stiff since her hair’s not that straight. She only thinks of boys and boys and Andrei??! Naah. She wears “original” Gucci eyewear, Vuitton bags and shoes in which someone saw her in the local chiangge buying all of these alleged original stuffs. Together with their gang, composed of grotesque zombies namely Chenes, Chorva, Chekes and Chukchak, they strut and stride in the campus, as if they were the stars. But heck, most people think they just want to fake their status in life. They lived in a life full of pretensions and treachery.

Meet the social climbers of the society.

A social climber is someone who seeks social prominence by obsequious behavior. Some define it as a parvenu, one who has suddenly risen to a higher economic status but has not gained social acceptance of others in that class.

I studied in one of the private Catholic-Chinese school here in Davao. Admittedly, some of my classmates were sons and daughters of rich Chinese business tycoons in the city. Ironically, you can’t pinpoint someone or somebody if he’s the son of Davao’s Lucio Tan. They just dressed in a simple way. Often, these rich kids are very humble and they just want to be simple, plus most of them excelled in their academics. I believed that they have their own vision to be successful in the near future.

Well obviously, those unhealthy mandrakes of the society want to be famous, like the sons and daughters of Davao’s Lucio Tan. Social climbers hunger for fame and power. Also, they bully those girls (and even boys), as if they don’t want to see their faces in the planet anymore! They want these two greatest things at their hands in an instant! So the desperate solution for this fraught act is this:

Buy those fake Benetton Bags, straighten their curly hairs, apply some rainbow wonkiness to their hairs, buy this and buy that and etc!

But no, I’m not against of buying fake Vuitton bags, I mean, who wants to buy the original one wherein it costs almost a million bucks, right? Let’s be practical for God’s sake!

The bottom line is this: Let’s be true to ourselves, right? I mean, living in a life full of treachery, lies and pretensions is really hard. Why should we just live within our normal self right? Straighten your personality Chennelyn and company. I know each and everyone of us want to have a peaceful life.

Now this really intrigues me. Why do these malignant mandrakes opt the more difficult way than the easier way? Well, they did follow Robert Frost’s poem though:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

Well, they have taken the less traveled road. I do think Robert Frost intends to choose the less traveled road to have a brighter future, that is, if you endure those challenges and dilemmas in life. But these mandrakes have chosen the less traveled road, yes they want challenges and alike, but will they be successful when they reach the end? Isn’t it hard to realize that your efforts to be on top wouldn’t be that great if you just live in a life full of lies?

Reality bites, I guess. Wake up zombies! Let us think of this way: Each and everyone of us are unique with each other. We can be famous in different ways. You can be famous in the field of Science. You can be one of the recipients of Nobel Prize in Physics, Chemistry, or Medicine... Who knows? You can be the next recipient of the Pulitzer Prize. You can be the next Mother Teresa. You can be the hero of your baranggay.

But then again, who wants fame? Each and every one of us deserves to have privacy. It’s just a matter of time and fate to determine our life in the future. Let the six billion souls of the planet be illumined. You know, life is wonderful. Let’s enjoy life, okay? We must be true to ourselves. Stop social PIRACY. So you want to be like Chenelynn? Think again. I know most of you don’t want to loose your friends, dignity, self-esteem and respect. You don’t want to have a pitiful life, do you?

Human cloning is yet another issue though. :)

Despedida of Desperation on a Depraved Society

I have two pairs of eyes. I have a 20-20 vision, so perfect and aptness glistened on my world. I have a perfect nose. I can smell everything, from the putrid smell of sewer to the sweet fragrance of flowers in May. I have two pairs of ears. I can hear the beauty of God’s creation. I have a complete body organs and functional systems. They work according to their function and they act in systematically.

He only has one eye. His other eye suffered from the wrath of Lucifer. He only has one kidney and he’s weaker. The evil tooth fairy pulled out all of his teeth by using her magical pliers. He’s getting weaker. And yes, he doesn’t have a complete body parts. He is not perfect.

But no, perfection can never be attained by everyone else. People nowadays are becoming more desperate on to this decisive period of time. People lived in a harsh environment. They are suffering from hostility and immorality in this gratuitous community. Money is not an issue after all; it’s in the people and in the leaders who rule our country. Likewise, mutuality between the two sectors must be observed. Crisis is everywhere!

I have watched The Correspondents a while ago and I realized that people are finding ways just to earn money, that is, to support their family by giving shelter, food and drink. I was stunned by those people who were featured in the show. One donated his left eye in exchange of Php 150,000. I believe in this saying na “Ang perang galing sa hangin, ay mawawala na parang bula.” Another man donated his WHOLE SET OF TEETH for just Php 1,200! You see, he can’t eat nor chew the food well and sometimes his gums bleed whenever he chews hard food like biscuits, meat and etc.

I say that the body is the most sacred gift from God. You know, everything in our body is irreplaceable, even with the help of the latest technology. I mean c’mon! Even the latest technology has its own glitches and flaws. You can’t replace the whole EYE (except for the cornea). You can’t totally replace your damaged cochlea, auditory nerves and olfactory nerves. Everything in our body should be subjected on intensive care.

But what do these people do? They just donate their own kidneys, livers, eyeballs, corneas, teeth, kneecaps, blood in exchange of money. But wait! There are other alternatives that can generate revenues, right? It’s just, people can’t think clearly if they’re subjected to desperation. Admittedly, I chose the worse decision whenever I’m desperate. Does that count as a psychological imbalance? Desperation can lead to depression, I guess. They do whatever their body can endure, whether pain or morality, as long as they don’t ran out of ideas just to thrive and survive the hostile society.

I’m not mad at them. I pity them since some of them aren’t paid by those gruesome crocodiles. C’mon. They are the ones who are unfortunate in their lives, in terms of education and livelihood and it’s quite IRONIC to think that they’re the ones who are deceived by the highly educated citizens of the community!

This is just one hell-of-an example of Cancer in society. Just think of this simple thought: Men are different from cars. We do not sell our body parts like those SPARE parts of cars. Selling our body is an immoral act. Our body is sacred. It’s such a degrading act if we do that dissolute thing. Why do such people commit such things like these?

And the answer for that query? Poverty.

Poverty (also called penury) is defined as deprivation of those things that determine the quality of life, including food, clothing, shelter and safe drinking water, but also "intangibles" such as the opportunity to learn and to enjoy the respect of fellow citizens. Poverty could make everyone insane. It thus has damaging effects on the society. According to Wikipedia:

The capacity of the state is further undermined by the problem that people living in poverty may be more vulnerable to extremist political persuasion, and may feel less loyalty to a state unable to deliver basic services. For these reasons conditions of poverty may increase the risk of political violence, terrorism, war and genocide, and may make those living in poverty vulnerable to human trafficking, internal displacement and exile as refugees. Countries suffering widespread poverty may experience loss of population, particularly in high-skilled professions, through emigration, which may further undermine their ability to improve their situation.

But I am certain that these predicaments in our society could benefit somehow on to each and everyone’s well being. It makes us stronger and helps us realize that this is just a part of our everyday life. Unfortunately, there are some people who have a weak heart and low self-esteem, which eventually leads them to suicide. It just saddens me whenever I hear some news about a man who commits suicide because of poverty.

Let’s just hope that desperation would leave us and she will give her final goodbyes to us soon, VERY SOON. Let’s just hope and pray for that, even if it’s quite impossible. But who knows right? Nothing’s impossible! Let’s just wait for the GOLDEN KEY.

..Save all the poor and set the children free..

BUDA - Davao's version of Baguio City

Finally I’m back from the cyber world! Yeehah. I really missed this thing, but hey! I will never forget and regret my wonderful experience on yesterday and today’s adventure. HAHAHA!

Since the second week of May, we, together with Aiai (the birthday celebrant), decided when and where will she celebrate her eighteenth birthday. She wants to have a memorable experience on to her eighteenth birthday. YEEHAH! And so, after giving all of our efforts and suggestions, we finally agreed that she will have her debut party at Buda. At first, my parents were hesitant (and yeah, that’s their role whenever I want to have an adventure), but then it seems like napapagod na silang mageexplain about the cold weather in Buda, the cold and foggy mornings and evenings and etcetera. But then, because of my plea, they finally gave their final decision: SASAMA NA AKO. At last!!

So yesterday, I have prepared my things by nine in the morning, uploaded some videos in my site, ate my lunch and finally left my domicile. We rendezvoused at UP and due to some minor commotions with the driver and to some minor confusion we left at around 3:40 pm instead of the planned time, which is 2.00 pm sharp (Ye know, Filipino Time. HAHAHA!)

Tara! Biyahe Tayo sa Buda!

Let's do the Yuri High!

It was a smooth and rainy ride. Mother Nature made us enthralled by the beauty of the lush pine forest, rich foliage and the picturesque view of the mountain ranges. We finally arrived at the Island in the Sky (the venue) at around 5pm. And yes, Davao City pa rin ang Buda, haha!

Picturesque view.

Grabe! Ang lapit lang na Jollibee! Pa deliver tayo?? =)))))))

We unpacked our things and cooked for our dinner. And yeah, the dinner was indeed sumptuous. Kumain kami ng Thai Chicken and Vegetable Stir Fry, sosyal much. NAKS! Scrumptious, delectable, PALATABLE.. burger! Burger! Burger! After dinner, me together with Aiai, Princess and with the Food Tech pipz talked about anything under the sun – from school, love life, crushes, high school life, ghost stories sa dorm, academic pressure in UP and many more. Others went upstairs to prepare a surprise for Aiai’s special day.

SO YEAH! This part was full of fun and excitement! Aiai’s 18 memories and 18 “party” balloons! HAHAHA! Just look on to our silly faces.

Ang ganda ng balloons namin! :))))))

Ugggh! My HAAAAAAAAND!

It was indeed very cold on that night. Ang tubig lang nga sa gripo, sing lamig ng tubig na nasa loob ng ref! GRABEEH! We can’t see anything outside since there were no street lights on the highway (except for the faint outline of the fog that hovers the night). The air was very cold, daig pa niya ang aircon sa bahay! It was almost midnight but we were now on to our respective beds. Aiai and her buddies slept at the living room while I, July, Mon, Yuri, Sir Jong and Neil slept at the attic. We opted to leave the window open. We just talked everything under the sun, mostly from our teacher’s experience in UP. At heto pa, bentang benta ang joke ni Neil. HAHAHA! =)))))))))

Neil: Bibigyan kita ng trabaho, 10,000 pesos per day ang sweldo, i-lista mo ang mga pangalan ng mga NOISY sa PALENGKE.

HAHAHA. Grabeh. But the girls below had a funnier conversation. They just talked about their wishes and dreams to marry this one guy. Kahit anong pilit nilang ichange ang topic, bumabalik pa rin sila sa “main” topic nila. HAHAHAH. Diba Girls? HAHAHA.

Finally, at around 1 in the morning, we decided to close our eyes and sleep like ishlseeping beauty.

I woke up at five twenty in the morning and I was beguiled by the scenic view of the garden in our window. The sky was blue and we our morning was greeted with a heavy fog. Zero visibility. But yeah, it was realllllyyy COOLLLDDD! Imagine, tatlong layers na ng damit ang sinuot ko, giniginaw pa rin ako! HAHAHA =))))

The dawn is breaking.



Nasa highway sila. COOOOLLLD!



Kamiiii rin!

We had some random pictorials in the HIGHWAY! I also realized that Buda is the BEST PLACE to commit SUICIDE. Diyos ko, ang saya niyan kung madaganan ka ng eighteen-wheeler truck or ng bus! HAHA! Ayos niyan, hindi ka talaga mabubuhay since ang layo ng hospital, (Eh Jollibee nga 76 km ang layo, how much more ang mga hospitals sa Davao!).

Monster truck madness.

The fog lasted for about three and a half hours. It finally dissipated at around nine fifteen in the morning. Well, we decided na maligo sa Epol Falls, about 30-40 minutes away by foot from the rest house. We walked in the highway, and admittedly, it was dangerous yet exciting. HAHAHA =)))). We bought strawberries and entered the wilderness. It was my first time actually to see a waterfall. I thought sa tv ko lang yan makikita (sounds OA, but true), but then, nakakita na talaga ako ng waterfalls! WEEEE. I’m so happy. The water was refreshingly COLD. Some did photo shoots in the falls.

The death march. =)))))))

We're down down in an earlier round!

Papasok pa lang kami!

Heto and makikita namin kapag naghihiking kami to Epol Falls. :)))))

It was a fun and an exciting trip that I’ve experienced. There were no dull moments and all we have to do is to enjoy the last two weeks of summer!

Somehow, this is the best summer vacation that I’ve experienced. I learned new things, hiked for almost an hour and was almost attacked by asthma due to fatigue (yan kasi, kulang sa exercise!), discovered the wonders of Mother Nature, and have a close encounter with Mr. Fog.

Sir Jong and his girlfriends. HAHAHA. JOKE LANG! :))))))))

Kaming Lahat.



Epol Waterfalls!

Once again, Aiai Lagmay! HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY! =)))) WE LOVE YOU. Awwww. =))))))

So yeah, I know we have to say goodbye to the rest house and to Buda, but as what the infamous McArthur have always said during the World War II to the Filipinos: I SHALL RETURN, or better, WE SHALL RETURN.

Bye bye Buda!

And now, it's DORA THE EXPLORER'S turn:

What was your favorite part of the trip..BLINK BLINK.. I LIKE THAT TOO!

The Quest of Sir Marione of Kingdom Lancelotte

For five days, I have ventured the most breathtaking expedition in my entire life.

It all started with a mysterious phone call. It was five eighteen in the morning and the dawn was about to break into the mytical eastern horizon. The bluish hue of the sky marks the beginning of another ordinary day, or otherwise.

The voice behind the phone was indeed cold and stern. He faxed me some pictures, depicting a lifeless nude body with a startling mark on his frail chest. I turned the picture upside-down and I can’t believe what I saw on the picture. Illuminati - a secret brotherhood. Illuminati literally mean “the enlightened ones”. As a Harvard professor of Art and History, Illuminati’s aim was to trounce the foundations of the Catholic Church, particularly in the Vatican. They were sworn enemies since the dawn of Renaissance Period.

I flew from Massachusetts to Geneva, Switzerland in just an hour. I rode on to this uncanny plane in which the pilot claimed that it was a Boeing X-33.

I was welcomed by Maximilian Kohler, the director of CERN. I was still mystified of this by the death of one of their great Physicist, Leonardo Vettra. Apart of it, I was amazed by the interior of the complex. There, I met the late Leonardo Vettra’s adopted daughter, Vittoria. She was indeed beautiful and no doubt, she was one of the finest Physicist, or Biophysicist to be exact in this complex.

Little by little, I was informed that an antimatter was about to explode in the next six hours. We went into the depths of the complex. There I witnessed the antimatter annihilation. I knew in an instant, The Holy See will be the largest crater in the world.

Still baffled with her Vetra’s untimely death, and with the surprising existence of the Satanic Cult, Illuminati, we flew another hour to our next destination.

The Roman afternoon sun glistened on to Leonardo Da Vinci Airport’s tarmac as the Boeing X-33 made its way to the hangar. We were directly transported to Vatican City, the smallest country of the world, the city that lies within a city. The Tiber River of Rome silently snakes its way to the lush Mediterranean Sea as we flew around the vast skyline of Rome.

The Swiss Guards

I noticed that the St. Peter’s Square was jam packed with tourists and media vans. Dang, later I realized that it was the Vatican’s sacred tradition, the Conclave. This was done fifteen days after the Pope’s untimely death. Perfect! The Holy See sits in a ticking time bomb. Illuminati had planned this malevolent war.

Some time later, we received an anonymous call, describing and illustrating that the next few hours would be deadly. Four cardinals, the preferetti (the Papal candidates), were abducted by this merciless group.

I have made my way to the secret archives, endured the “oxygen-deprived room” and solved numerous puzzles just to chase the Hassasin. We have traveled from one church to another, only to discover that we’re late and the cardinals were dead. Also, they were mark by an ambigram text, representing the four elements – Earth, wind, fire and water. The path to the Church of Illumination must have a subtle clue on to its statues.

Let the lofty angels guide you.

The Ecstacy of St. Teresa

"…his great golden spear…filled with fire… plunged into me several times…penetrated to my entrails…a sweetness so extreme that one could not possibly wish it to stop." - St. Teresa

I was almost killed by the Hassasin, and I could only see evil on to his spiteful eyes. He kidnapped Vittoria. Time is running out. More and more people flocked to the St. Peter’s square just to witness the countdown and the allegations about the Church and CERN.

I have failed to save the four preferretis. But I will give on to these series of predicaments and tragedies.

Finally, I have found the Church of Illumination. It was indeed dark and sinister. I found Vittoria together with the Hassasin. Armed only with an iron spear, we fought together. I have to admit, he was indeed stronger than me. My body’s already tired. But I felt that God’s presence was within me. The killer fell down into the balcony. He didn’t shout and I only heard a snap from his spine. His body was twisted along with the cannonballs a hundred feet below the balcony.

It was not the end. We still have to catch up. Save Vatican, Save the Camerlengo from the treacherous 11th Hour Samaritan – Maximilian Kohler. We used the secret shortcut going to the Holiest place on earth, the Il Passeto. We caught Kohler branding the Camerlengo – the sixth brand. Instinctively, one of the Swiss guards gunned Kohler together with the captain of Swiss Guard, Capt. Rocher – an Illuminatus.

Suddenly, the Chamberlain ran outside the St. Peter’s Square, going inside the Cathedral. Twenty minutes left ‘til doomsday. We went to the secret catacombs. I was stunned, the Chamberlain’s not acting weird, he was right. The antimatter was hidden from St. Peter’s tomb. The Illuminati wants to destroy the foundation of the Catholic Church – both figuratively and literally. Four minutes, and we dashed from the crowd to the helipad. Yes, I thought we would dump the canister in the open sea, but no, it would be dangerous. The Roman quarry would be great but the Chamberlain flew higher and higher. I was terrified by his decision – a heroic suicide. But then he jumped off the helicopter with a parachute. I have no choice but to jump also, without any safety devices. Then an explosion occurred. I can feel the searing heat of the shockwave. The night was transformed into daylight by a minute or two. Then it went normal.

I thought I saw God. Total blackness. I can see His hands reaching out for me. But no, I was still conscious. I was rushed to the nearest hospital. I’m alive, yes, I’M ALIVE. I went back to the Vatican and I was surprised that Vittoria kissed and hugged me. I never thought that I escaped death right at this moment.

I remembered when the late Kohler handed me this secret video camera. It was small. It was a recorded video, at least an hour ago. It was when Kohler and Chamberlain spoke about the secrets of the antimatter. A leakage occurred on Leonardo Vettra’s secret work. But still we were all thankful that the Vatican was saved by the treacherous attack of the Satanic Cult, the Illuminatti.

And then it hit me. I was on the living room, doing nothing. I have not ridden the Boeing X-33, I may not meet Vittoria Vetra, or the Chamberlain, or the Hassassin, or Maximilian Kohler, but it was not a big deal to me since this is one of the greatest adventures that I’ve experienced in my entire life.

Back to reality, I have to feed my dogs, clean the table, wash the plates, and drink some ice cold coffee.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate;
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade
When in eternal lines to time thou growest
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

The Eighteenth Sonnet
William Shakespeare

The Alien doesn't exist anymore

(Disclaimer: I do not wish to create mayhem on to this post; instead, this post serves as a lesson not just to her, but to all of us. Thanks!)

It was March when July had sent me this controversial link:

http://ekakawaii.multiply.com/journal/item/9


The fairy tale goes like this:

A girl, who is a self proclaimed fashionista and a freshman student of UST complained about the grading system between UP and UST. She nitpicked about the iniquitous and unjust grading system of UP. She claimed that 1.5 in UP is equivalent to 85-89.99 (well other UP professors equated 1.5 to 89-92.99, it depends) but in UST, it is equivalent to 92-93, which is actually true. Actually, it’s quite okay if she compared the grading system of UP to her school, UST, since UST’s one of the most prestigious universities in the country. But, the thing that made us, the “Iskolar ng Bayan” react on her post was when she wrote this statement on to this certain blog entry:

“Napakaunfair talaga, sana naman oh, sumunod ang UP sa grading system namin (UST), Panginoon ko, tulungan niyo po ako!”

And the result for this predicament? She became an instant celebrity. Her page was an instant hit! She’s the newest craze in forums and online bulletins! HAHAHA. Seriously! A lot people (most of them are students from UP, and others from Ateneo) wrote their reactions on to her entry (and admittedly, I was one of them). I think, she’s been unfair to us, right? Sigh.

Some of the comments are based on her shallow opinion but others, they just wrote about her flaws and imperfections on to her English grammar, syntax and composition.

So, people read her next blog entry and it was more discordant and conflict-ridden than the previous entry.

So the saga continues:

She decided to transfer to UP Diliman and wants to take BS Clothing Technology because she wants to be a Fashion Designer (please connect). Correct me if I’m wrong but I think she flunked the UP’s Admission Test, the UPCAT. That explains why the administration wants to have a meticulous interview to her. So, the Dean warned her that Clothing Tech is not an easy course. It deals with numerous Chemistry subjects, Calculus and even Management subjects (correct me if I’m wrong again). So she didn’t try her best in the interview and she even claimed that she had a hard time with her language skills, then poof, the verdict surely made her heart skipped a beat. The result? She kept on blabbering negative things about the administration, and other yakitiyaks. Of course, more and more people flocked on to her page giving some sensible comments about her futile tittle-tattles. And of course, people still perceived her flaws in English grammar. Poor ‘lil creature!

Minutes ago, I decided to visit her account, and look what I’ve found:

HAHAHA! I think she learned numerous valuable lessons in life.

The bottom line is this: If you want to complain about anything and decide to publish it in the world wide web, THINK TWICE before you click the publish button. Think. Compose your thoughts. Ask yourself: “Does my entry sounds sensible? Do I hurt people whenever I publish this? Is my opinion still rational and logical?”

Well, I know each and every one of us has the freedom to write anything in to our blog. But, too much freedom is not good, right?

But hey, if you want to jabber about unpleasant things, you can set your entry into a private one, and it’s just one click away. :)))))

A Day Without Rain

During the height of Typhoon Cosme’s cataclysmic rage in northern parts of Luzon, Davao City’s experiencing substantial drought during the day and early in the afternoon. The sixteenth hour of the day, however, marks an abrupt change to Gaea’s mood. She indeed poses human-like behavior, like mood swings. Torrential rain will follow accompanied with thunder and lightning. But as the cliché goes, Mother Nature’s unpredictable. Hell yes, it was hot the whole day. But the night was totally different. ♪♪ Raindrops keep falling on my head. ♪♪. Whatever!

The country, so far, was battered by three typhoons in just a span of one week. Two out of three typhoons didn’t make a landfall in the country but still have distressing upshots in our country.

Now, it’s the perfect time to commune with Mother Nature. The soul of Mother Nature is hurt. Gaea wants to clean herself, just what we normally do whenever we get dirty or hurt. She’s hurt, yes, physically and emotionally. Nowadays, we didn’t care enough with our environment. We didn’t manage to clean even our own backyard. The world is suffering from a malevolent crisis. Predicaments, quandaries, and dilemmas flow inexorably like a flash flood, raging from the mountains, waiting to trample those innocent victims below. I have experienced minor tremors for the past few weeks. Series of quakes, destructive cyclones are coming out of nowhere. Science can explain the causes of it but no one can stop Gaea, her peerless power.

A simple thought: If we want to get rid of those fugly (fuckingly ugly) pimples and blackheads, we usually cleanse it with mild astringents (and detergents, HAHAHA, fuck off). The same manner goes with Gaea. She is an organism and we only act as her cell. If something goes wrong with her system, she only needs to clean herself, that is, sending raging typhoons, series of strong quakes and other natural disaster that man would ever experience. Death tolls are still rising in the middle of these predicaments. I’m sure that this is just a beginning. Whatever happens, let’s just pray for our own safety. The weather’s weird, VERY WEIRD. Our planet is on the brink of Climate Change.

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ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!! Mood change. Whattadrama! But hey, that’s true and I’m serious, DEAD SERIOUS.

On the lighter side, my cousin and I played Wheel of Fortune. My grandfather, who is a licensed and retired Civil Engineer made the wheel of fortune. I dunno, I just remember my lolo, doing and creating some wacky game show doohickeys like this one just for the sake of our shallow happiness. So yeah, I always get 15,000 pesos and my 5-year old cousin usually gets BOKYA. Hahaha. I just remembered my colorful childhood days. Sigh! Reminiscing those good old days. 90’s the best decade, really.

Oh yeah, my uncle bought a female rabbit. We named her Bugz since she’s grey and she looks clever. HAHAHA. So, Boon-ie is not lonely anymore. Though, Bugz quite bigger than Boon-ie. Naah, forgive my cousin for that lame este cute name. HAHAHA. So, Boon-ie’s the white one and Bugz’s the gray one, obviously.

Crap. I’ll just write a decent post later. I have slept for four hours, from 3.30 pm to 7:30 pm. And yes, my week’s quite exciting since I have decided to have some conceptualized CS3 projects. I’m done with The Killers, and next time, maybe, JUST MAYBE, Jason Mraz would be my next project.

BTW, I have just learned how to play Mr. Brightside on the piano! YEEHAH. Thanks to Ryan, I have just played a whole different song in my old keyboard, at last. I’m tired of playing No Air, Please Don’t Stop the Music, Apologize, Boston and Unfaithful in my keyboard. Uggh. At last, I have a chance to learn how to play this wonderful song in just minutes. HAHAHA. Expect that I’ll post a video of me, playing Mr. Brightside on my old keyboard (how I wish grand pianos cost a mere hundred bucks. KEEP ON DREAMING, GERK!). Here’s the instructional video of how to play Mr. Brightside in piano:

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea,
Swimming through sick lullabies,
Choking on your alibis,
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me,
Open up my eager eyes, ‘coz I’m Mr. BRIGHTSIDE!

I’ll never… I’ll never… I’ll NNNNEEEEEVVVEEERRRR!!!

Urban Rumors

Whatever! I just heard these hearsays.

Quiboloy’s not the real QUIBOLOY. I dunno. Those chums of mine have told me that the real Quiboloy is dead. Rumors said that he died in a car accident somewhere in the United States. To hide this secret and to avoid the media to infiltrate their group, the religious sector had decided to conduct a plastic surgery on to his brother. Are you familiar with the movie, Face Off (Staring Nicolas Cage)? Well, they just copied the exact concept as what the movie depicts. I dunno. This is just a rumor for Christ’s sake.

The former president’s mom is already 106 years old. I wonder why are still wishing that their poor mother will stay longer. I don’t know. It’s only my opinion, but hey! She’s 106; she can barely communicate with her sons, daughters, grandchildren and great grandchildren! I really don’t believe with Euthanasia though, forgive me.

Oh dear, my pop’s gettin’ old, emotionally. Yeah, he’s 41 but I observed that he’s getting grumpier than before. Though, he’s always happy and cracks jokes every now and then, but hey, I mean, I noticed some changes. Sigh. But I think, this is just psychologically normal. Sigh.

Life is incongruous. I mean, on normal days, I’m usually inside the house, all day. You can usually find me in the living room, blogging, photoshopping and making some layouts or in my bedroom, reading some books, or in the dining room, eating my meal. But hey, I’ve been suffering from flu for at least three weeks already, and the rate of my recovery is not fast. Dang! My grandmother told me that I lacked physical exercise. I hate physical exercise; it’s a strenuous activity for me! I just don’t want to sweat for nothing. I know, I’m thin, and there’s no way that I’m going to be fatter. Uggh. I need to gain weight, but I don’t like agonizing physical activities. I prefer answering sudoku puzzles. GEEEK! :))))

OOOH YEAH! Today’s Saturday, and it’s the weekend-bummer-o-rama-thingamajig. And yeah! Television shows, during weekends, are dull and boring. Ironic, isn’t it?!

PS: I hate rEAdiNg tHeSe kind oF meSsAgEs .. (“,)(“,) It gives me the most painful vertigo! Oops.

♥ She's the Love of my Life

A kiss to wipe away my tears,
Gingerbread to ease my fears.
You gave the gift of life to me,
And then in love, you set me free.
I thank you for your tender care,
for deep warm hugs and being there.
I hope that when you think of me,
A part of you, you'll always see.

She had nurtured me inside her sacred body for at least nine months.
She had endured twenty-one hours of labor.
She praises me whenever I did something that is right.
She scolds me whenever I did something wrong.
I know sometimes she’s mean whenever she’s angry at me.
But hey, it’s for my own good.
She had taught me good things.
Whenever I’m sick, I always call her name.
Whenever I get booboos and ouchies, big or small, I still call her name.
Whenever I have problems in school or in my peers, she heeds on me.
She is a good listener and I always follow her advices.
Sometimes she acts like a CIA Agent. She knows everything, the way I feel and many more.
Sometimes she is a Psychic. She knows my darkest secrets.
Sometimes, she is my best friend.
Often times, she acts like my younger sister.
Sometimes, she acts like Ferdinand Marcos.
Sometimes, she acts like Cory Aquino.
Often times, she acts like Kris Aquino.
She is the superwoman of my life.
She does everything, as in EVERYTHING just to keep us safe warm.
She was born on the seventeenth of May, in the year 1967.
She is the love of my life.
She is my mother.
My Mama.

♥HAPPY 41st Birthday Mama!♥ Let’s Party Mom! ♪♪Shawty got LOW LOW LOW LOW! HAHAHHAHA♪♪ =)))))

Enigmatic Madness

Oh yeah, I almost forgot.

Enigma, enigma, enigma. OOOHHH! I just love your music. Hahaha =)))). Eight years ago, dad bought a pirated CD of Enigma (since Enigma’s music quite similar to Gregorian Chant and Enya and since my dad knew that I looove Enya and Gregorian Chant, hahaha). I just stumbled on Enigma’s playlist on Imeem. Sigh. Oh yeah, this is my favorite, Once in A Lifetime. So relaxing and yeah, enigmatic.

Once in A Lifetime
Enigma

please click the play button :)

"Cuando noche esta, te esperar Quiero volverte loco esta noche Con la luna llena, te esperar Hoy morirs entre mis brazos Y nunca soars de algo mas"

When you're near me, I close my eyes,
I want to feel you by my side
When you kiss me, I close my eyes,
I want you by my side

When I realize there's no telling lies,
Then I know that once in a lifetime
Making love to you, every time it's new,
You know you're my once in a lifetime

"Todo tu cuerpo temblar, Pero esta vez, es realidad An que el tiempo pase, Nunca, nunca, lo olvidars, Sera, solo una vez en tu vida"

When you touch me, I burn inside,
Colder chills run down my spine
When you take me, it's hot in love,
- Can't get enough!

When I realize there's no telling lies,
Then I know that once in a lifetime
Making love to you, every time it's new,
You know you're my once in a lifetime

Once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime

Giving all I've got, I'm your love-me-not,
You're my lover, once in a lifetime
Taking care of you, every time it's new,
You know you're my once in a lifetime

So now, I’m watching the elimination night of American Idol. Oh my GULAY. Is that.. a FISH (points to Fantasia Barino)? Tumaba si Fantasia and she looks hilarious with her hairdo. HAHA. Oh my! Girls go gaga to David A! Hahaha. Awww. He cried because, he’s happy. He keeps on saying, gosh, oh my God, I can’t believe this, blahblah.

Blahblah, and so my dad wants to watch the news. Owww. Bummer!

Simon to David Archuleta: You sang the song well but I thought that it was like a CHIHUAHUA.

HAHAHAHA. =)))))

Anyhow, I tried this game, and yeah, it’s quite gruesome.

Try this: http://awesomeyay.com/games.php?act=play&id=340

Thanks Denne!

Hahaha :))

So yeah, I’ve been rereading Angels and Demons. I know it’s kinda late, but hey! I have read that wonderful book last 2004. It goes like this, my mom borrowed the book from someone, and I only had the chance to read it for three days. I admit, I read like a turtle. Usually, I can manage to finish a novel in a span of four or five days (the fastest rate, so far). It’s just, I want to read every word, punctuation marks, page number so that I can fully understand the plot, conflict and everything. Sometimes, if I find an unfamiliar word, I would end up reading the Webster's dictionary! HAHA. That’s me! Haha. So I didn’t manage to finish that book four years ago. Three days is not ENOUGH, I tell you. I can only remember how the four cardinals were abducted by the Satanic Cult, Illuminati. Uggh. And I hate it when my mom told me that the ending is like this and like that. Alright, you can spoil the ending, but hey, I don’t care! Hahaha. =))

Another WHATEVER post from Renzy Benzy. Hahaha.

And OOOH! I loved this:

Of Breaking Rules

Fix me. Mend me. Save me from the darkness of Machiavellian environment. I just can’t stand this any longer. The pain is still in my subliminal thought. I am indeed suffering Insomnia. I know it sucks. I don’t know. Uggh!

I realize that I’m living in an unhealthy environment. No, I don’t live in a smoggy area in Manila, slums in the riverbanks of Pasig River or near EDSA, where you can inhale different noxious and deadly fumes from car. Ironically, I live in a peaceful and clean environment somewhere in Davao City.

No, the environment is not an issue. I do have some bad habits that until now, I can’t resist to do those things. Now that’s the issue.

• I constantly bite my nails. First, I do this eeekky habit whenever I’m nervous. But today? I bite my nails because I just want to.

• I drink ice cold coffee (Choco Bear Brand with one teaspoon of Nescafe Coffee) twice a day. Before I go to sleep, I drink this addictive drink. UGGH. Caffeine, I only need you during my exam week (or almost everyday). Shoo!

• I can’t live without internet. Sounds OA but I’m addicted to it.

• I have a different body clock. I sleep at almost 4 am, and wake up at around 1.30 – 2:00 pm. Now that’s unhealthy. It looks like my body clock’s adjusted to Eastern Europe’s Timezone (negative seven hours).
  

• I don’t exercise. I find jogging early in the morning an exasperating and cumbersome activity. Uggh. I just prefer to eat virtually anything that’s edible. I am contented with my built. I just want to gain weight, but I’m lazy. I HAVE A LAZY BUTT. I have a mountain bike and dad had just fixed it yesterday. Awww. Dad’s so sweet. BUT NO! I’m lazy. But I promised to him that I’ll use my mountain bike, sooner or later.

• On the lighter side, I eat lots and lots of vegetables. Haha. I love “sinabawang gulay” and Ampalaya. Haha.

END. The bottom line is this: I don’t practice self-discipline. I sometimes don’t have self-control. TEMPTATION. FOOOOOD. And now I’m craving for a deep-fried Hito (catfish).

Alright! Gonna post some random thoughts. Hahaha. What’s on my mind right now?

• It’s quite useless if I watch the local TV Patrol. It’s just I suck at my Visayan Proficiency. I do understand the basics and can speak fluently but I don’t speak deep Visayan words. HAHA. One time, I asked my mom, “Ma, anong angul? Namatay?”. My mom replied, “Angul? Nasaktan. Hurt.”. “HAHA! Aba aba. Ambot oi. Basta alam ko, nasamad ang nasugatan! HAHA”.

• I just hate cats, PERIOD.

• Countries like China, Japan and Myanmar is on crisis. Adversity, that is.

• I just adore the talent of Boyce Avenue. WOOHOO! IDOL!

• Weird Al Yankovic is a perfect stress reliever. HAHAHA.

• One more thing, I just want to learn this piano piece: PLEASE DON’T STOP THE MUSIC. WHOOHOO! I think it’s very easy. Hahaha. :))

MAMASAYMAMASAMMAMACUSSA! Woohoo! Who loves naughty kids, BY THE WAY??! Ugggh. They’re driving me nuts. Choknuts! Coconuts!

you don't love me anymore

Love is such a splendid thing that everyone wants to experience. Though most of us know the feeling of love, that is, love for God, family and friends. But what if attraction occurs between two opposite sex? Naah! Don’t ask me about the commitment thing. I myself haven’t experienced the feeling of euphoria or exultation.

How does it feel to be in love and to be loved? I asked this question to random people since when I was fourteen.

Grandma: It’s a wonderful gift from God. Choochooochenness. (I didn’t listen to her since she’s already shouting, thinking that I can’t hear! Uggh.) NEEEEEXXXXT!

Grandpa: Huh? Nakakatawa ba mukha ko, apo? (Is there something silly of funny on to my face?) Sigh. He thought that I asked him about LAUGHTER. LAUGH – LOVE, hmmm, sounds like? HAHAHA.

An anonymous grumpy nun: Don’t ask me about it! (Then nag walkout si Sister!) Hmmmm.. Bitter love story, I guess.

Ugghh. It’s useless. I guess the infamous catchphrase “Patience is a virtue” must be austerely pursued by each and everyone. Well, discipline also plays a vital role when it comes to commitment.

What if the “magic” didn’t work? Well, it’s going to be a lot worse than the recent Cyclone that battered Myanmar or the magnitude 6.8 and 7.5 quake that rocked China and Japan respectively. What a total disaster. So Yuri introduced to me this song. It’s all about breaking up and the adverse effects of too much love.

YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE.
Weird Al

(Please click the Play button. Autoplay's deactivated)

We've been together for so very long
But now things are changing, oh I wonder what's wrong?
Seems you don't want me around
The passion is gone and the flame's died down

I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem
That time that you made it with the whole hockey team
You used to think I was nice
Now you tell all your friends that I'm the Antichrist

Oh, why did you disconnect the breaks in my car?
That kind of thing is hard to ignore
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

I knew that we were having problems when
You put those piranhas in my bathtub again
You're still the light of my life
Oh darling, I'm beggin', won't you put down that knife?

You know, I even think it's kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down that elevator shaft

Oh, if you don't mind me asking, what's this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometime I get to thinking you don't love me any more

You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill
Now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will
You set my house on fire
You pulled out my chest hairs with an old pair of pliers

Oh, you think that I'm ugly and you say that I'm cheap
You shaved off my eyebrows while I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my head
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead

Oh, you know this really isn't like you at all
You never acted this way before
Honey, something tells me you don't love me any more, oh no no
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

And this is only I can say about this song: LOVE HURTS. OUCH!

Hahaha. Funny how the man in the song endured all physical sufferings and he later realized that the girl really hates him. It’s quite obvious since the girl wants to kill him! HAHAHA. I find the song a humorous one but if we interpret this song and relate this in to reality, love is simply mysterious and unpredictable.

And only God knows when I will experience this “thing”. Hey girl, where are you??! But hey, being single is the best experience in life. No worries. HAHA.

Barabasaw Sabaw Entry # 1

It’s Sunday but Mr. Sunny Sidey Uppy didn’t show his face since nine in the morning. Whatdaheck! Anyhow, this should be rather an unsystematic post. Just read if you like.

Hey hey! Alam niyo ba? Enya is a WITCH? Well well, according to my Chemistry Teacher, Enya or Eithne Ní Bhraonáin in real life practices modern witchcraft (and Wizardry, ala Harry Potter, hahaha) called Wiccan. Yeah, she’s the Queen of New Age Music and maybe the Queen of all Witches. HAHAA. But hey! I don’t feel any ominous and portentous aura whenever I listen to Enya. Hahaha. She is indeed the undisputed queen of New Age Music and can never be surpassed by any New Age artists here in the planet.

So yeah, while surfing the net at my lola’s house, my tito (uncle) asked me to download some albums of Isgaard (pronounced as Isgard) in torrent (unfortunately, it’s not available in Mininova.org).

I asked him, “Sino si Isgaard?”
He replied, “Basta, pakinggan mo siya, maganda, nice, parang Enya.”
“Ah, NEW AGE! Sige nga, masearch nga sa Imeem”..

Then I searched in through Imeem, then boom! Look on what I’ve discovered. My hair rose the moment I hear one of Isgaard’s song. Here’s a sample, and my favorite so far, Golden Key:

♪♪ I had a dream that I found the Golden Key.. ♪♪

Oh yeah, NEW AGE MUSIC is ♥♥♥.

Attention earthlings! Iraq will host the 2008 Miss Universe. Just kidding. HAHAHA. Now seriously, I like watching this beauty pageant since it raises the pride of being Filipino whenever our representative would make it even in the final 20. Hahaha. Well, just admit it. We are sick and tired of the Ms. Photogenic title. HAHAHA. Well, it’s better to have an award than nothing, diba? Hahaha. Oh yeah, Iraq will not host Miss Universe 2008 from shit’s sake, it’s Vietnam. THAT’S RIGHT, Vietnam will host the Miss Universe 2008. Weee. I just hope that the Vietnamese audience would observe proper de quorum in the said event (unlike those Mexican audience last year, remember? Miss USA? Rachel Smith? BOOOOOOO??! Hahaha. Ohhh, my butt hurts).

Oh yeah, Jennifer Barrientos will represent our country. What if, Janina San Miguel REPRESENTS our country? Hmmm! Just think of it, it would be better if she speaks Tagalog and has an interpreter, which is quite rare for us since Filipinos are known to be fluent in English (just don’t bother the accent). But hey, if you just ANSWER the question, the contestant has the chance to win the Miss Universe Crown. Remember Miss Japan’s (Riyo Mori, if not mistaken, or otherwise) answer? She didn’t answer the question. Her answer was not profound and she only elaborated that she loves to dance and wants to pass this great talent to the younger generation and yet, she won! HAHAHA.

What will happen to Miss Universe 2008? May magbubutt-dive ba tulad sa nagyari kay Bb. Estados Unidos? Let’s just find out, maybe we’ll find a counterpart of Janina San Miguel. Oops. Just wait ‘til July 2008.

My pamily is bery important. I told I was conpident. HAHAHA. Enough!

Hey! Miss Universe? I heard that the Kingdom of Planet YEKOK wants to join the contest. Will Marikokey win the Miss Universe 2008 crown? I don't think she has a lot of potentials in this event, do you?

Isn’t it wonderful that Bea Alonzo’s the Philippine version of Betty La Fea? HAHAHA. Yeah! I’m right and I’m not left. HAHA. TAKTE. Yes, I’m right. Bagay na bagay talaga siya. I already saw her geeky look (with matching head brace) when she played the role of Katrina in Kay Tagal Kang Hinintay (starring Lorna Tolentino and John Lloyd Cruz). WOOHOO! Can’t wait, and she’s lucky.

Hey PSP Gamers! Someone introduce me this cute PSP game, LOCO ROCO! Even if I don’t have a PSP, I think this game’s really CUTE! The mechanics of this game is just similar to Super Mario. You just need to reach the end of each level, eliminate those baddies and get those treasures that are vital in your stat. I think I’m gonna make a multiply layout of this game, of course, with the help of CS3. HAHAHA :))

Here’s the sample of their song: (just click the play button, autoplay’s deactivated).

SUUUUUPPPPERRRR CUTE!

Oh yeah, I’ve been blabbering various things for almost an hour. Naaahhhh.

YakeeteeyakeeteeYAK! Talk to my hand.

‘Coz we appreciate LIFE MORE – Wilson Catingub Jr. HAHAHAHA. =)))

You have just entered my entropic mind.

What’s on my mind right now? Just read this crap. :P

While watching CNN, mom asked me a few questions.

Mom: Hala kuy, tingnan mo ang Myanmar, kawawa masyado.
Me: Oo nga. Di kasi sila sanay sa mga cyclones eh.
Mom: Cyclone? Diba parang mahina lang yan?
Me: No ma. According to reports, this cyclone reached at a maximum speed of 210 kph. Signal number 4 nayan kung ditto sa ‘Pinas. And yeah, cyclone talaga ang tawag ng bagyo nila since galling siya sa Indian Ocean. Kung Pacific Ocean, typhoon. Kung sa Atlantic Ocean, Hurricane.
Mom: Ahhh. Ganon ba? I see. Teka. Ano tawag sa mga taga-Myanmar?

--and my dad joined our conversation:

Dad: Myanmarese.
Me: HAHAHA. Di ah! Burmese ata.
Mom: Ba’t nga sila nag change ng name?
Me: Aba ewan. HAHAHA. Nalimutan ko na ang etymological history niyan.

The bottom line is this:

The world is affected by this single tragedy. In today’s time, the economies of all countries in the world are interconnected to each other - Mutualism. I’m getting immune with the news about rice shortage, oil price hike, the worker’s petition of wage hike, surging electrical charges, electricity and water shortage and a whole lot more.

With Myanmar’s adversity, the world once again suffers from another price hike, particularly in the food sector. Mother Nature seeks revenge. She’s responsible for all of the mishaps in our planet. I have read one of my friend’s blog entries which she learned from her Literature teacher. This is quite hilarious, but this is true!

“Do NOT save mother earth, save yourself from her wrath!”

The world is getting smaller, figuratively and literally. A while ago, mom bought a few pandesals. And boy! It’s small, VERY SMALL! I mean, you can gobble it in just one bite. Really. Di na kailangan ng effort. HAHA :)). Donuts are also getting smaller and I have to tell you this, mayayabang na ang mga donuts ngayon! HAHAHA. Joke, nah, seriously! Donuts nowadays are just filled with air. Does this count as an optical illusion? I guess it is an optical illusion! :P


So yeah, I had fun reading Joie’s latest blog entry. Well let me have the chance to describe her. She’s the future heiress of UP’s Molecular Biology Laboratory. She’s nice, very nice. She’s a generous person. She’s very responsible and happy go lucky. She knows how to deal things. On a more serious note, she’s a good sister, di ba Jee Sean? HAHAHA :))


I just missed school already. I consider UP as my second home, though it’s just 10 minutes away from home. Hahaha. I just missed the feeling of being pressured. Those famous taglines:

“Naku, I haven’t studied for this subject, ah bahala na!”
“HUWAAT? Nag quiz kayo? Shyyeet.”
“Pakopya ng mga sagot mo sa lab.. THANK YOU”

Naah. It’s just mas nakakawalang ganang mag blog kung hindi ako stressed. HAHAHA :)) But hey, today’s May and why does May feels like SUNDAY? Hmmm.

I’m getting sick and tired of my asthma attacks. Today, I can’t taste because of my flu. I feel weak. I’m always hungry, really. I’m still thin. Guys, guys, what’s the best way to gain weight? I’m still 105 pounds – underweight for my height. Oh well, that’s life.

Oh yeah. Mcdo’s cheeseburger is more delicious than Jollibee’s. Ahh. Cheeseburgers and Coke floats will make my day complete. Thanks mom! :D

I wish pinanganak ako sa eroplano. Seriously! It’s just I want to avail the free tickets to virtually anywhere. Whenever I’m bored, I’ll just hop from one airport to another. Hahaha. Airport hopping’s better than Island hopping, I think, or otherwise. Naah, I’m looking forward for the Philippine’s FIRST suspension bridge – the IGACOS bridge, which connects downtown Davao to Samal Island.

I’m just wondering. When I was a child, I believed that Mt. Apo is a dead volcano, an inactive one. But hey! I have learned that it was indeed an active Volcano! It’s just dormant as of today. Levels of Sulfur gases indicate that the sleeping Giant is indeed SLEEPING! I wonder if the Philippine’s tallest peak would erupt. It would be more disastrous than Mt. Pinatubo’s eruption back in 1991. That would be a disaster. Only God knows kung kailan puputok ang Mt. Apo.


Once again, I’m hungry. I’m bored. If you managed to read this up to this point, congratulations! Ohhhhh, Let me know, Lemme know! My mind is spinning round and round. And now, I am sleepy, again! :O The adverse effects of drinking Neozep. Uggh.

Tragic.

The Tale of Mama

I was crowned as the JS Promenade Queen. Everything in my world is full of gleam and glamour. Girls at my age envied me, A LOT. They say my life is perfect, a Utopian one. They say I looked like a Hollywood celebrity. They say that I am pretty and intelligent. They say that I am every man’s dream girlfriend.

But that was eighteen years ago.

Everything’s in a smooth pace until I met him. I fell in love with him. I thought he was the man that I have been dreaming of. But I was wrong, very wrong. Later, I took a test. The verdict was two lines. At that point, my dreams were all shattered. I am only seventeen. I am not ready for this big responsibility. Worse, he left me without a trace. Mom and dad were not happy about it; they were very disappointed on my depressing situation. They didn’t accept me. They even threw my clothes, personal things outside the house. With little cash, I left them, knowing that they will never accept me.

It was difficult. I used to be served by my personal assistants. Everything in the house, particularly the household chores was governed by our maids. All I need to do was to eat, sleep, study and shop.

With enough money, I started my own life. I have looked for jobs. I chose to be maid. It’s very ironic. Yes, life is very ironic. Good thing, my master’s not that bad. She even paid the expense on my monthly check-ups. I believe that the life that I’ll carry for at least nine months is precious. I feel blessed at that time. In return, I always wake up early just to do the household chores. Nine months later, I received the greatest gift from God.

I feel blessed when you came into my life. Will I raise you as a good child? Will you listen to my advices? Will I be a good mother? Things like these keep on pondering me for days, for weeks and even for years.

You know son, I am so sorry If our life is quite bitter. I’m trying my best to send you in school. Sometimes, I pity myself. I can’t give you anything that you wanted. It pains me so much whenever we go to the toy store, and spot some mothers buying good toys to their children. I’m sorry son. Your toys could only fit in a shoe box. It pains me so much whenever I see parents with their sons and daughters having a quality time with each other. I know we’re not complete son. I am very sorry. But despite these dilemmas, you are my strength son. Whenever I feel lonely, you always comfort me.

We have gone through different trials and dilemmas. Please understand me. I know you’re more mature than me. Forgive me son. I entered this kind of situation in which I I thought it was easy. I didn’t enjoy my life until you came.

Now that you have you’re eighteen, I hope that you’re still my son that I have raised for eighteen years. I know that we may not be the perfect family that we have dreamed, but I hope we still remain intact ‘til the end of time. Remember that your mama is always by your side. I am always beneath the wings of your dreams. I love you.



The Tale of the Son:

Mom, I know the fact that we’re incomplete since when I was young. If you just remember when I was five or six when I asked this critical question: Why do my classmates have a male mother? How come they have two mothers? Then you cried. I cried too thinking that you’re hurt. I know I may not own the hottest toys in town but honestly, I don’t care about it mom. All I need was you. You know, everything in my world is not absolute without you. I am very proud of you mama. You have raised me even if you’re not with papa. I know it’s hard.

In school, I always feel insecurities whenever I see my classmates with their parents. They’re complete. But hey! Do they have a mother as strong as you? Don’t worry mom. I have fully understood our situation. When I have my own family, I would always tell my children that I am very fortunate to have a mother like you. I will always follow your advices. Don’t cry mama. I know that I’m happy with our simple life. I love you mama. :)

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
(wait.. kelan nga ang Mother’s DAY? HAHAHAA)

One Claptrap Thought

There are things that are very simple to think with but once we apply those, quandaries start to grow until it can no longer be solve by simple solutions.


Take this for example:

The national government decided to increase the minimum wage of both private and public sectors. The drawback on to this wonderful offer is that, companies of both sectors have no choice but to remove some of its employees to compensate the expense of the wages of the employees as well as the production process of the products.


Which is better? A low salary but you still have a chance to work ‘til your hair is white OR a higher salary but there’s a risk that you’ll lose the job?


Which is WHICH?

But there are things that are very difficult but once we try to decipher it, it’s VERY EASY.

Most of these are common in examinations, particularly the problem solving (Chem and Math Majors! :P I feel thy pressure). Through this way, teachers can determine kung sino talaga ang nag-iisip o hindi. Right?

On the other hand why should I think about these in the first place?

A gobbledygook crap; hogwash idea.