Headlines | Friendship never ends. haha!

Phew! I’ve been keeping myself busy for the past days, It feels good to know I’ve been productive lately!

Lets see,

on Friday I woke up really early ‘coz I wanted to enroll as early as possible to finish everything before 5pm. Unfortunately, something unexpected just happened at school ~ the administration went offline. Meaning, everything comes to a halt. Enrollment resumes on Tuesday. Its a piss off thinking about the irony La Salle just experienced. Going offline.....on the enrollment day....
*pissssss* ... To think I only had 2 hours of sleep and the thought of dragging my lazy ass all the way in Dasmarinas for nothing. La Salle can be really frustrating. Its a spontaneous thing, but its also something you have to get used to. It sucks really. I had to release all those stress I got from school, that night i played badminton! what a great way to release tension.

Saturday morning was a very special day. It was a childhood friend’s wedding. Catherine’s all married now with Ernani. I remembered when we were still kids, like 5 years old, we used to sneak around on each other in N.C.S. She used to be a naughty girl & she knows that, lolz. I still have a clear picture of her in my mind, she used to wear this pink dress and she smiles all the time. And having no 2 front teeth was never an issue way back then, luckily. Like all girls, she used to have what i personally call, the “helmet head” haircut. Hair bangs equally cut just right at the middle of the forehead and the hair cut just right above the jawline. Apparently she would grow up to be a really perky girl.

All these things just flashed back all of a sudden when i was looking at her walking at the aisle. It may sounds girly, but it was a very emotional scene. I was like, “16 years of knowing her just passed and here she is already tying the knot.” I’m torn between being happy and sad. This basically means setting bounderies between our friendship & i guess im not mature enough to be having those kind of issues. I’m still about fun and partying! Thats the funny thing about friendship. I randomly met this girl at one point of my life and now she means alot to me. You get to love other people at a certain degree.

And no matter how long we never keep in touch, we will always feel the same way everytime we see each other. We usually act like fu*k buddies. I guess we already established something really solid during the long run. Thats friendship right there. the authentic one.

You. Are not. My friend.

YES, WE'RE ON FACEBOOK. BUT I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR CAT. AND STOP POKING ME.
IN THE PRE-INTERNET DAYS, NEITHER OF us would have even thought of calling each other friends. We'd have called ourselves friends of friends who met once and yet, for some reason, kept sending each other grammatically challenged, inappropriately flirty letters with photos of ourselves attached. Police might have gotten involved.
But now we're definitively friends, having taken a public vow of friendship on friend-based websites, wearing metaphorical friendship bracelets on the earnest Facebook, the punky MySpace, the careerist Linkedin and the suddenly very Asian Friendster. As if that weren't enough friendship for you, some of you have also asked me to be friends on the nerdy Twitter, the dorky-elitist Doostang and the Eurotrashy hi5. you message me and comment about me and write on my walls and dedicate songs to me and invite me to join groups. more than once you have taken it upon yourself to poke me.
This is hard to say to a friend, but our relationship is starting to take up too much of my time.
It's weird that I know more about you than I do about actual friends I hang out with in person - whom I propose we distinguish by calling "non-metafriends." In fact, I know more about you than I know about myself. I have no idea what my favorite movie or song or TV show is. Last I checked, they all involved Muppets. Also, you'rea bit aggressive in our friendship. Would a non-metafriend call me up and say, "Hey! Guess what? I have a bunch of new pictures of me"? Or tell me he'd colored in a map of all the places he'd hever been? Or inform me, as Michael Hirschorn did in his Facebook status update, that he "is not making decisions; he's making surprises?" It's as if I suddenly met a new group of people who were all in the special classes.
The horror is, I can't opt out. Just as I can't stop making money or my non-metafriends will have more stuff than I do, I can't stop running up my tally of friendster friends or I'll look like a loser. Just as money made wealth quantifiable, social networks have provided a metric for popularity. We all, oddly, slot in at a specific ranking somewhere below Dane Cook. I'm sure social networks serve many important functions that improve our lives, like reconnecting us with old friends and finding out if people we used to date are still good-looking. And social networks all have messaging functions, which would be an excellent way to send information if no one had invented e-mail.
But really, these sites aren't about connecting and reconnecting. They're a platform for self branding. Old people are always worrying that our blogging and personal websites & MySpace profiles are taking away our privacy, but they clearly don't understand the word privacy. We're not sharing things we don't want other people to know. We're showing you our best posed, retouched photos. We're listing the Pynchon books we want you to think we've read all the way through. We're allowing other people to write whatever they want about us on our walls, unless we don't like it, in which case we just erase it. If we had that much privacy in real life, that bathrooms at that Minnesota airport would be empty. And like the abrasively direct ads for tinctures and cleaning products at the beginning of the advertising age, our self-branding is none too subtle. we are a blunt lot, in our bikinis and our demands that our friends go right now to check out our blog postings. We've gone 40 years back, to sales tactics predating irony. self-deprecation & actual modesty. We are, as a social network, all so awesome that we will soon not be able to type the number I, because we will have worn out the exclamation point that shares its key.
Until we can build some kind of social network where we can present our true, flawed selves - perhaps some genius can invent something that takes place in a house over dinner with wine - I say we strip down our online communities to just the important parts. With enough venture funding - by which I mean the volunteer services of a dude who knows how to build a website - I hope to launch TrueSocialStatus.com, on which users are allowed to submit only their name, their occupation, a photo, the square footage of their home and a list of any celebrities they happen to know. Then other people can vote, on a scale of 1 to 100, on how awesome they are. At the end of the year, the ones with the most points are made homecoming king and queen, which, if I remember correctly, should immediately send their scores plummeting. If nothing else, it should finally rid us of Tile Tequila. 

Kudos to you daddy!

Hey its Dads birthday today. He's now 51 years old & he is lookin' miiiighty fiine for an old timer, hahaha (just playing dad). Its never obvious how dad gets older by the year, he seems so young for his age. I guess its because of his healthy lifestyle.
Inspite of the fact that dad is in Jeddah right now, Lee & I are still gonna celebrate his special day somewhere in Manila. Most probably we'll be eating in Sze Chuan restaurant, dad's favorite chinese resto along roxas blvd.
I got the idea of celebrating a family's birthday even without their presence from Aldrich. It may sound weird, but if you try to think about it, its actually sweet, dont you think? You don't have to feel sad 'coz you're all miles apart, you could celebrate it with them at your own place. Its that spirit of unity that binds all of you together in that special day and moment.... ok that sounded a bit too much, haha.
Anyway, luckily i woke up at the right side of the bed & im feeling kind of great right now. The words im gonna use to describe that feeling are, healthy and clean. I guess taking showers in the middle of the night could make you feel energetic every morning haha.
Auntie and her family all went back to Pampanga so Im the one left alone in the house to do all the household chores but no worries, Im all set for a tiring day. I promised myself I wont go out this time. Im'a go stay here at home and enjoy myself for once. Dont get me wrong, i aint going to molest myself. I'm over that. *snorts*
on a sidenote....
The Beyonce experience is coming reeeally soon, and i havnt bought myself a ticket. gasp.

breaking promises has always been a BIG NO NO.

Its pretty tough finding time for everyone. Especially if you're running out of it or even if you got conflicting schedules. Its disappointing not being able to alot a few hours for a friend, particularly someone who means something to you. Not to mention, thinking of the fact that they were expecting your presence on a very special day... Its quite a burden to feel the guilt everday thinking of a way how to apologize to someone. And if you did, would they even accept it? Then comes the humiliation you caused yourself....You feel guilty 'coz you broke your promise; that and the pain of thinking how they feel. There's so much psychological and emotional consequences you have to face that you just don't know how to resolve it one by one.
I dont know, this time I'm too convicted to even think of an alibi why I let them down. I give up, I'd rather tell the truth and let them convey their anger to me. Things just have to happen & i just have to accept that and learn something out of the mess I made. It's been going on eversince.

True Friendship | None of those sissy crap!

Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.

You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this -

Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship.

1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against
the fu*king bastard who made you sad.

2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile -- I will know you got laid.

4. When you are scared -- I will take the piss out of you about it, every chance I get.

5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whinging.

6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.

7. When you are sick -- Stay away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.

8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

9. This is my oath.... I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask;
"because you are my friend".

Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.

Send this to 10 of your closest friends,

Then get depressed because you can only think
of 4

Finally smashing cocks again!

Aw gad, its been ages since i played badminton. I played badminton for the first time in 6 months last night and my freakin' body is in serious pain! I could literally use 10 pills of pain reliever *sob*

Come to think of it, inspite of the long rest from queing, I could actually say that I have'nt lost my style of playing. Infact, i think i even got better! I was able to do numerous smashes & alot of cross court drops. Not bad for a guy who hasn't played for quite a long time. Dont get me wrong, I ain't bragging! I still have loads of things to learn in the court but at my level, I pretty much improved significantly. Surprisingly, I got better after 6 months of no badminton, how about that? i might even get to play level A players in no time, haha, i wish *snort* I've been eyeing on Kel's style of playing, he uses alot of cross court drops and a basic yet very effective pattern; First, he drops the ball and when the opponent returns it with a lab shot, he would smash it. Also, he has mastered cross court shots, something pretty hard to get the hang of. But I'm getting there, I'm that close to being able to play with the big guys of Playground.
I'm hoping by the time i graduate, i'd be able to go up one level.

Anyways, anyone who plays badminton, holler back!

Celebrity nights.

Weekdays just officially ended an hour ago & Thursday and Friday weren't that bad, thank God. Thursday was the last day for my exams so my semestral break started right there. That night i thought of going out with carlo and the rest of that gang. Surprisingly, almost everyone went with us & I was the one who thought of hanging out at greenbelt ~ For the first time, haha, kudos to that! Unfortunately and as expected, Miko wasn't able to come, we'll just leave it like that. That night we went to visit Neng at Coffee beans, she works there everynight & it was really cool seeing her doin' her thing, mixing ingredients and making several types of coffees.

We're proud of you Neng, you're one heck of a lady!

Nothing serious happened that night, the usual laughing trips we have everytime we see each other. Its something inevitable, we're all losers clowns in our own ways. We saw a couple of celebrities while roaming around Greenbelt though, one is Chiz Escudero. He smokes alot & with that big belly of his, we could actually reckon that he either eats carbs alot or he simply drinks too much. On our way to Mcdo, we saw Miriam Quiambao eating at Itallianis with an old caucasian. She looks kind of ...err..dry. I mean her skin, her face. Wasn't she the olay spokeswoman? Doesn't seem to work on her :P We saw Andrew Wolfe..a big blah for him.

Among the celebrities we saw that night, it was quite overwhelming to see Kristine Hermosa. She was such a shocker for being Goddess-like. When she passed by, we were like lookin' at each other, jaws dropped, goosbumps all over. Everyone was like, "Nyeta, did you see that? Ang ganda!" Her face was pale white, with dark red lips, she was wearing casual clothes with white sweater and skinny jeans with ballets shows if im not mistaken. She was walking pretty fast with Oyo Boy Sotto. He looks like a retard, nothing special about him except being a friend of Kristine Hermosa. Dammit that face gives me the chills everytime. Her face was "dreamy" if you would put it that way...

So much for Thursday celerbrity night. Friday was much more ordinary. It was ramadhan (eid mubarak to our muslim fiends. err, friends), Lee and I decided to end the night with a last full show at the cinemas. No other movie worth watching 'cept Stardust. I was expecting it to be that typical fantasy movie with witches and magic and all those mystical factors. But it was that, plus a different level of comedy and love story. The ending was just heart warming. Michelle Pfeifer was incredible, she did a pretty good job with her role being the bitchy witch she should be. Claire Danes was blah. dull acting. Speaking of which, didn't the government banned movies with Claire Danes in it? How did this one get in? Anyway, its easy to ignore Claire Danes in the movie anyway. Forget about her. This movie won't help her reach the stardom. which she never had at the first place. The movie's about 2 hours and 8 minutes.

Anyhoo, Its sorta good ending for me this week. Lets focus now on Christmas i guess. :P

Weak this week.

So far this week hasn't turned out right for me. It started out with 2 exams, both having the worst time. Histology was at 8 am and Immunology at 4 pm. I had to wake up early and head back home and go back to school at 3pm just for a lousy exam. And Monday was by far the worst day this week . . .

I woke up at 5:55am. I wanted to reach school earlier so i could get my exam permit. Surprisingly, traffic jam was so heavy, I got their 5 minutes after 8, yes i was already late. Fortunately though, the proctor was kind enough to let me take the exam even without the permit. After dealing with Histology i went home. So i decided to take the bus. Jasper bus was off the hook, they have this new bus line where they have 2 tvs one at the front and one at the middle so the passengers at the end gets to watch too. But i was too sleepy to watch any tv program so i dozed up in a couple of minutes...When i woke up, we were already in bacoor, right infront of Jayson's village. The bad thing is it was already 11 am. The bus took off at 9 meaning I was already 2 hours sleeping in the bus and still we weren't any closer to my village! Traffic was that bad that day. I was so pissed off, i got off the bus went back to palico and took a tricycle there to take me to Meadowood in a different route. It cost me another 50 pesos for that. A bus tilted and blocked the entire road going to Manila. And that caused the whole hiway to be jammed with cars.

Yesterday, i started getting sick. I have this stupid cold which got worse last night. Luckily, Lee didn't forget to buy me medicine, I'm ok now its just that my eyes are a bit strained. I've never slept so much. Everytime i lie down on the bed, I sleep & its giving me the headaches!
Tomorrow's the last day for an exam. Im not really that excited with semestral breaks. I hate the fact that it would only last for 2 weeks and it includes the day for enrollment. Hopefully I would be able to make the most of this vacation, I badly need to detoxify from all the predicaments I'm facing. Not to mention the things with the emotions involved. *chuckles*.

Anyway, I'm waiting for someone to send me a message. I'm still hoping Thursday or Friday would turn out right for a change this week. Pray for me.

Portability or Next generation??

I can't make up my mind. What do i buy first, Its either i get a psp or a ps3 by the end of this year, then i'll buy the other gadget sometime next year. But i'm not sure which one to prioratize! Here's what i've been thinking...

A PSP slim is portable first and foremost. It plays songs, movies, and ofcourse you get to play video games. You get to do all these things on the go. Its even wifi capable.
while on the other hand,

A PS3 is - well duh, its a next generation console. The downside? Blue rays are still quite costly. And i don't think they'd be selling pirated versions anytime soon.
So yeah. I'm torn. What do i buy first?? Try to rationalize for me!

It all boils down to Longanizas and crab sticks.

*ugh*.
Its those nights where I would just starve all of a sudden. I would usually have this kind of night everyday. I'm growing a belly out of it. Infact, I think its getting larger by an inch every week T_T
I'd be scavenging for food downstairs & delve deep in to the big cold box. Unfortunately, there was nothing that could satisfy my cravings. I had no choice but to resort to 3 skinless longanizas (pampanga's best) and 4 crab sticks & a jug of iced tea. Hmpf, not really what I had in mind but it had to suffice.

I hate this day. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. I attended Hara's class which was boring as ever. Histology wasn't fun either. Thanks to Jeff and company, we had a li'l laugh during discussion.

Then I went straight to my piano lessons. [ Jay p, i aint that old to be taking piano lessons, so shyat ur pie hole! ] Coach Glen wasn't there so coach mel had to substitute. Frankly though, Mel was alot better of a teacher than Coach Glen. It took us an hour to finish a page but I learned alot from him. C. Glen was good too but he teaches at a faster pace, I can't catch up.
News was a nuisance. The usual vexing political dilemmas was on TV patrol and Bente Kwatro hours.

Good news is, may bagyo nanaman :) Thanks Goring for visiting the Philippines. Please, take your time in causing havoc at Dasmarinas Cavite.

THE elusive perfection.

I will be perfectly honest stupid with this entry.

For the past months I've been completely preoccupied with alot of thoughts. I like daydreaming alot, I like thinking about my own predicaments & I bring about questions which you may find really absurd. I tend to dwell in my own world most often than not, and this has been keeping me busy & exhausted than academics.

Some time in my 2nd year in college, I made a speech for my english class. I decided to act as an atheist & talk about God's existence & perfection which is a common attribute of God. There were 2 questions I thought of & up until now, I can't seem to answer it myself. I asked alot of people. Unfortunately, none has given me a satisfying answer & can't seem to justify it themselves.

God is perfect. Even before time, He was already perfect. If that statement is true, what then disturbed this elusive perfection and compelled God to create the earth,heavens, human beings and everything else? Didn't we say He was/is/will be perfect? If something is perfect than it needs nothing else...

Perfection begets perfection. It should right? If God is perfect then why aren't we, we were created by a perfect being. Therefore everything else coming from Him should be perfect.
Im no atheist. I could be agnostic, but I believe in God. But these questions keep tormenting my mind a li'l. I even find these questions disturbing. It's wrong to doubt God or anything else which concerns Him. But we were born to be rational.

Then again, we should'nt dwell too much with logic, I believe its the bad side's way to meddle with our faith. or is it? free from ennui!

In all honesty, do you judge others by their outer appearances at first glance?

Yes, and you're a liar if you say you don't.

(So that makes you a liar AND superficial. Welcome to humanity, old chum!)
That question though, is irrelevant, because it's pretty much an instinctual response. It's what you do AFTER that initial impression that's important, and you give yourself ample time to overcome that first impression.

[And go F yourself if you think first impressions, last. ano kami, deodorant?]

If you have the time/opportunity/context to get to know that person (ie: New coworker, classmate), are you smart enough to overcome that first, animalistic judgement? And is it only pleasing visuals that compel a person to delve deeper?

I don't know.

If you don't have time to spend getting to know someone (ie: stranger on the street passing you by), do you have at least enough sense to add a grain of salt to your impression, whatever it may be, because you KNOW that visuals, as striking as they are, aren't everything?

The real question is whether or not we can, as animals, overcome instinct. Ideally, I'd say yes... but our track record pretty much sucks. I think it's a question of time, when it comes to the human animal... on the short term, we can only rely on our senses to appraise others, ie: sight, sound, smell mostly... and those senses totally generalize reality.
On the long term though, I think we're very much capable of ascending our unreliable senses and of using other, more accurate tools to evaluate our fellows. Even still though... some of us still fall back on the senses, for lack of time or care. It's unfortunate.


I just relieved my ennui.