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Tuesday, October 31st, 2006
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just visited my LJ... never had time to blog anymore.. Anyway, I miss caliraya... hahaha.... That's all... Hope I won't fail accounting...
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I have a multiply accoung and a second blog... DOn't worry, I'll still post stuff here (but not as much as my 2nd blog i guess)... waahahaha... DONT FORGET TO VISIT MY SITES! Add me up in multiply and don't forget to leave a tag on my other site! thanks!
Multiply
My 2nd blog!
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| Subject: | emo-ness |
| Time: | 6:54 pm. |
| Mood: |  contemplative. | | Music: | forty foot echo - brand new day. |
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I’m thinking of changing my blog completely… ever since I entered the Ateneo, my entries have mostly been dark and depressing with only a few cheerful posts to show… But that does not necessarily mean that Ateneo has been giving me a hard time. Brace yourselves folks for another post that is completely out of character. I’m not myself, or rather, I am myself but I am different from the person that you often see along the corridors, in malls, on the soccer field and everywhere else… The looks haven’t changed save for the long hair. But again, you won’t see the cheerful smiling Miggy with the green jokes, with the random comments and crazy antics…
This is the other side of me typing this entry… I really hope that there would be no more entries like this in this blog of mine.
Are you strong? I know, I am; but I also know that I can never take you down. This is a different kind of strength, this is the strength that is not measured by how many men and women you can take down but by how many men and women you can stand up for and face their fears for. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not tired of being strong; I’m tired because of it.
I am now at a point wherein one wrong move will send me crashing down to depths far deeper than hell itself. I am one mistake short of ruining all that I have worked hard for and losing all the people that I have known. I am at God’s mercy right now. Nevertheless, because I was programmed to look at the brighter things and never give up, I still continue to stay strong for a certain number of people who are close to giving up. It’s my love for these people that makes me face our fears and say “Fuck you Fear!”
Now, I have a confession to make… You know what? I cry whenever I feel that a situation is too hard for me to handle. Yeah, you are probably laughing your head of right now… But yeah, I do cry. To hell with that person who said that “Boys don’t cry”. It’s because of that saying that the men forgot how to let go of their emotions. It’s because of that saying that men let their fists do the talking. It’s because of this saying that made people stereotype crying as a “ladies act”. Let those who believe that crying is a sign of cowardice come forth and I shall let them know that crying, contrary to their chauvinistic beliefs, is actually a sign of strength. Crying does not mean that a person is giving up. Crying is there just to let go of the excess emotions in order to pave the way for a smoother solution to a given problem. Girls cry, but do they give up? No they don’t. So what makes it different when boys cry? As a matter of fact, for me, refusal to cry is the real sign of weakness. Don’t you think? Refusal to cry means that you dare not face the fact that you might be called “gay” or “weak” because of crying which makes you face your problems blindly at times because you are filled with emotions that are hard to control. Just let it all out first then proceed to solve your problem.
I try to be strong for other people and not just for myself but sometimes life can be so cruel that it throws things that one person cannot handle. I try to adjust but the world seems to leave me behind right after I make my adjustment. This life is getting to be so demanding and I can’t seem to keep up with its daily requirements. Like I keep telling myself and other people, I’m no superman. I have certain limitations that people must consider. I have defied my very own limits at times but I have reached the limit to all my limits; one that I dare not defy. My body is weak and beaten up but I still have the emotional capabilities to handle problems that bulldoze their way into my life everyday. I can still go on, but to what extent?
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Stolen from Nathan
Comment ANONYMOUSLY (pero mas OK if magpakilala kayo) with one or more of the following:
Just type the numbers if you want.. or copy paste nyo! kahit madami pwede! hehehe...
01- i used to like you
02- i used to love you
03- i don't like you
04- i have a HUGE crush on you
05- i'm in love with you
06- i think i'm still in love with you and i shouldn't be
07- i really want to talk to you and get to know you
08- i'm with someone else but for some reason i still have feelings for you
09- i want to marry you
10- i want to fuck you
11- i want to make out with you again
12- i want to make out with you for the 1st time
13- i want a relationship with you
14- i want to hold your hand
15- i'm not a fag but you're cool :]
16- i'm scared of liking you
17- i have a girlfriend/boyfriend but i like you
18- i love you but it's starting to fade away
19- i lie about my feelings towards you
20- i wish you were here
21- i wish you were my boyfriend
22- i have a confession i should tell you
23- i use you
24- i miss you
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| Time: | 12:34 pm. |
| Mood: |  loved. | | Music: | jack johnson - upside down. |
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My Unholy Holy Week and Summer Classes
It has been a while since I updated so I’m going to write about my Bicol Experience and the start of summer classes… I’m not going to narrate everything because it would take up a lot of space and people would interest in reading it if it is too long… But this is going to be so LONG anyway Hehehehe…
>>> Sunday. April 9, 2006.
>>> Monday. April 10, 2006
>>> Tuesday. April 11, 2006.
>>> Wednesday, April 12, 2006.
>>> Thursday. April 13, 2006.
>>> Friday. April 14, 2006
>>> Saturday. April 15 2006.
-We stayed in Ann’s house in the morning then we made our way to “Hydro” hot springs after lunch. It was a 30 minute drive with an 80 pesos entrance fee.
-There were a lot of people but the place was great!
-JM and Phillip brought the drinks. (2 dozen bottles of San Mig Light I think) Lester, Ann and I proceeded to drink then after one bottle, we jumped into the pool which was 25 degrees. It was so cold and I didn’t last 5 minutes in that pool. We went to the 37 degree pool and we saw Icha, Dindai, Jiki and Dada in the “Batis” Taking pictures. The hot pool was more like it!
-We went back to the kubo and JM made us try the Beer Bong (A funnel with a long tube where the beer is placed). I finished a bottle of San Miguel in 3 seconds… WOW! Lester also took 3 seconds, Ann took 5 seconds and Icha (Anne’s Ate) took more than 20 seconds according to JM… hehehe… I jumped into the hot springs again then we made our way to the more natural pool, the “Batis”. I sat under this small waterfall and felt the power of the water pushing me. It was a natural massage! Hehehehe…
-We left “Hydro” at 6:30. We went home, washed up and joined the birthday celebration of Ann’s tita.
-We left Ann’s house at around 9-ish and went to Molino bar to drink again… I ordered a blowjob but unfortunately, the bartender didn’t know what he was mixing so I skipped the drink and decided to just drink in “Clubm8”.
-We went to “clubm8” at midnight and I drank a bottle of Strong Ice then I danced with Ann and Lester and the other people.
-We left clubm8 at 4. I was tired already and I didn’t dance much since I really was not in the mood to dance and I don’t dance.
-We went to Biggs for a sunrise breakfast. We said goodbye to Jiki and the others since we were going home that morning.
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>>> Sunday. April 16, 2006.
>>> SUMMER SCHOOL
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If you are looking for something that will satisfy your tiny buddy hiding under your pants, don't cast eyes on my friends.. They are not for you!
Please, don't mess with my friends... They ain't stupid...
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On the Rebound
Its summer once again and that means I have more time to blog to release everything and anything that is running through my mind. There’s so much to write about, the topics are boundless. I’m free and I have the time to write about anything I want to write about.
*Warning: Some issues that I’ll be discussing are quite sensitive so if you don’t want to read them, just close this window right now*
*If you cannot accept any of the things that I’ll be writing about, then just don’t read my blog. I’m not here to convince all of you, I’m here to write what I want to write. So if you’re the type of person who won’t accept the opinions of others just because it runs against your personal opinions, then you are not for this. But you are still welcome anyway.*
Infatuation vs. Love
Literally, Infatuation means foolish or unreasonable admiration while Love is an intense personal attachment or affection. The difference seems clear when written in words; but can we distinguish the difference when it comes and hits us? How do we know that we are really in-love, can it just be infatuation?
| We are In-Love when… |
We are Infatuated when… |
| The person is always on our minds |
The person is always on our minds |
| A day would be incomplete without seeing the person or hearing from him/her |
We are content with just thinking about them. |
| We exert much effort just to be with that person |
We don’t exert much effort unless we know that we will be benefiting from the encounter |
| We can’t pinpoint a single reason why we like him/her |
We know the exact reason why we like him/her e.g. He/She is a good kisser |
| There’s an inexplicable feeling whenever we are with the person |
There’s also an inexplicable feeling but it tends to fade away after some time. |
| We can accept the flaws of the person |
One flaw will turn us off |
| A kiss is something special and it is to be cherished |
A kiss leads to something else and it leads to other thoughts formulating in the mind |
| We respect each other’s decisions and values |
We just want to get what we want |
| Recovery from love is a long process which entails a lot of crying and other stuff |
Recovery from infatuation is quick and it just needs another person to set eyes on |
Now I’m not an expert on this. Take note that these are just my opinions. It is really hard to distinguish whether we are in-love or we are just infatuated. Infatuation is more often than not linked to physical attraction wherein we get physical with another person and this satisfaction would lead us to think that we are in-love when in fact, we are not. Love, on the other hand, demands respect from both individuals and it goes through a long process of accepting and adjusting if needed. People get hurt because of love, but people get used and abused because of infatuation.
Before going into things like these, don’t you think that we ought to think about it first? Upon finding out that we are not really in-love with a person, you might realize that it is already too late because the other person has fallen in-love with you which will hurt twice as hard. Now what are we going to do?
Just think… Thinking won’t hurt…
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After going through a harrowing year in college, I deserve more than just a pat on the back; a massage is more like it. Yesterday, I went to the spa with Ralph, Mian, Mark, Chia, Dondee, Perci and Ann. It was our way of pampering ourselves after surviving freshman year. The day went well, but not after a few personal mishaps I had. In the morning, I passed by Nica’s house to give her my literature handouts to help her in her literature paper. On the way to her house, I received a call from Martin informing me that the ES finals had begun and I was late already. Damn! I thought that the test was to be administered @ 11:30 but it was actually 9:30. Stupid me! I went to Ateneo as fast as I could, even reaching speeds of 130 kph. Thank God I arrived safely. Upon entering the room, I saw only one other person taking the test, he was also late because he was the one who asked me what time the test was. [[Sorry Hans!!!!! Sorry talaga!]] *Big BOBO sign blinking on top of my head* Anyway, after the test, I went to the CTC com lab to kill time as I waited for Ann to arrive before going to Glorietta. We were greeted by heavy traffic and intense heat as we made our way to Glorietta. We waited in Jollibee for the others. I was amused at the set-up of their counter there wherein you order first then go behind the counter to receive your food. Anyway, when we were complete, we went to the spa where the girls were supposed to be taken but alas, there was a problem with the reservations. After resolving the problem, we walked all the way to a building behind Greenbelt *take note: Greenbelt is far from Glorietta* for our spa. The girls came with us because the first spa we went to could not accommodate them. After signing some sheets and being subjected to a blood pressure test, we were ready to go. I was in the sauna room with Dondee and we were put in boxes wherein only our heads were to be seen while our bodies were exposed to steam. Dondee had a hard time fitting in the box which was hilarious! Hehe. After 15 minutes, we were taken out for our respective massages. Boy was that relaxing! After the massage, I went out to see Ralph, Chia, Dondee, Mian and Ann already finished with their massages. Perci came out after a few minutes which left Mark, who was the 3rd one to be served, as the last one to finish. After 10 years, Mark emerged from the room so we went back to Greenbelt to eat. Dondee and Chia left upon reaching Greenbelt. The rest of us decided to eat in Big Buddha A.K.A Super Bowl of China. It’s the same restaurant with a different name. After ordering, we just talked and Perci suddenly brought up the topic that he was leaving and he won’t be back until 2 years. That took us by surprise and when the food arrived; I couldn’t help but feel immensely sad thinking that that would be the last meal I would have with Perci. I was in the EMO zone when Perci, who probably couldn’t bear our emo-ness any longer, blurted out that he was just kidding! OH FUCK! I’ve been had again! The first one was from Mitchell during his talumpati and now Perci with his “going away because of family” tirade. You got me there Perci! *Big BOBO sign blinking on top of my head*. Moving on, after the emotions have subsided, we proceeded to enjoy our dinner then we went to Timezone afterwards. Thanks Ralph for the Timezone Treat! We made our way home after that. I stayed with Ann and Perci in Drew’s Katipunan for a while then I went home. What a day!
I hate seeing my friends leave; especially the ones that I have grown close to. It sucks! It really sucks! Bidding farewell to people who have been a big part of my life breaks my heart! C’mon, you don’t have to put me to the test to know that I’m here for you guys!
Ok, I swear that I’ll punch the next person who pretends that he/she is leaving! Believe me, the punches will hit hard if you do that!
Hey Summer, is this the best you’ve got??
Bring it on!
take it easy! The heart breaks twice as hard as the time it takes for it to fall!
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Thursday, March 23rd, 2006
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I'm free at last! Freshman year was one heck of ride! More thrilling than all the roller coasters in the world combined yet more depressing than the death of a thousand souls. I just want to be senti! hehe.
Summer, Here I come!
I'm going to miss my blockmates! I'll see you in april! hehehe.. OH NO! that gives me only one month of freedom! oh shit!
Random rant: (this isnt about me)
>> When in love and one person refuses to acknowledge hurt and one person does not want to give in to pride(ego), is that a perfect match? The way I see things, the one who is hurt seeks solace in the arms of the proud one and in turn, gains some pride in a way which leads to the refusal to accept the truth that he/she is hurt. While the proud one gains more pride because he/she feels that the hurt one will be helpless without him/her. Unfair trade? It may seem like that at first but come to think of it, it just might work.
Why deny that you are hurt when you are bleeding inside?
Why not give up some pride if your feelings for someone just keep on growing?
C'mon people, don't be afraid to show those pains. Only then can we really move on.
Going back, are these types of people made for each other?
If a hurt person falls for a proud one, then maybe some of the pride will rub off and eventually help the hurt one face the pain and move on with new found love. Now if a proud one falls for a hurt person not just out of sympathy but because of the kind and loving nature of the hurt one, will pride step aside for love? If yes, then its a perfect match. When the hurt one gets over the pain and the proud one gives way for their love, then it can be perfect.
Personally, I think that some types of "Pride" are there only to hide the weakness inside of a person. True isnt it? Its these false prides that make us seem that we are strong though we know that we really are suckers for things like love.
As I was saying, these two types can co-exist in a world of their love but its these people who can make each other's lives a living hell. Now its a fair trade.
Anyway, that was senseless.. I'm sorry! hehe...
take it easy!
c'mon summer, show me what you got!!!!
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You know you had a bad day when:
1.You get into an early morning fight with a loved one
2.Your car almost gets hit by a speeding truck
3.You try to study for the Calculus finals but you can’t seem to answer a single problem in the sample tests
4.The type of chicken you want runs out just as you order in Kenny Roger’s
5.You get into your car and its as hot as an oven
6.You are charged 100 pesos just for overstaying in the parking area by 2 hours
7.You run out of money
8.You get the result of your Calculus Long exam and you see an F
9.You get lost in UP on the way to Roddick’s
10.The wind keeps blowing your hair into your face as you study for math
11.The chips you bought spill on the floor and get eaten by cats
12.You wait for a long time just to Xerox a copy of the solutions to the sample calculus tests even though there’s no line
13.You face heavy traffic on the way home
14.You aren’t hungry even though your favorite dish is served
15.You realize that in a few hours, you’ll be taking the Calculus finals
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sleepy.
wooooah.
bakit ganun?.