Here comes the Snow!! Oh wait....

That's right folks! Today is the first day of September! To Filipinos, this means the count down to the 25th of December has started, to College kids, this means that there is only two months left in the Semester, and for me, it just means that my days as a teenager are numbered.

Yeah, In a few weeks, I turn 20. I can't believe I'm almost all grown up! Anyway, back to Christmas. Since its already September, people are gonna start making their lists and planning their Christmas parties, and doing other Christmas related chores.

Call me Scrooge, but I'm not really that excited for Christmas anymore. I don't know. Must be the trauma of Last year's Christmas Party with my cousins. No, I will not tell you what happened.

Anyway, Before that wonderful day of giving is upon us, we still have September and Halloween to look forward to. I can't really say I'm excited as well. I don't know. I've just lost all motivation to live. But I'll continue living, just to honor God's will. He has a purpose for me and I'm just too stupid to figure out what the hell it is.

I'll end my first post for September here. Hope you guys have a good one. Cheers!

Nakakapagod na Pahinga!

I like rest just like everyone else. But you know the saying, "Too much of anything is poison." As my classmates rejoice the fact that we won't have classes until tomorrow, I hang my head in sadness and disappointment. Why? because that means the work we've been doing will be moved next week.

Meaning, our midterms in Statistics, along with the submission of the take home test for Special Topics in Journalism won't be needed until next Friday. Plus, no lunch money for me. oh why oh why does it have to be our College Week?

Well, it's just that for the last three weeks, it's been nothing but long weekends and class suspensions. I mean, what about school? I want to do something, keep myself busy for as long as humanly possible. I want to forget things. I want to be happy. The only way for me to be happy is to forget the bad things. I forget the bad things when I work.

How am I supposed to work when class suspensions and long weekends are rampant? Plus I don't want to stay at home. I'd rather be outside. You know what I mean...

Until our schedule's back on track, I'm stuck at home playing Car Town. Hey, mind sending me stuff there? wahehe. thanks.

Anti Virus

Viruses. Not only do they Harass your Body's immune system, but they also harass your PC's system. And like the virus in your body, it will eventually crash your system if left untreated.

Which is why I downloaded and installed a new Anti virus program for my beloved PC. I don't trust Avira, so I downloaded my personal favorite, AVG. so as of now, my PC is protected from the harshness of viruses. yehay!

And with this said and done, I have no other business to attend to here on the internet. Oh, wait! I'm playing Car Town. wooh! I used to be addicted to this game, but now I'm addicted again. cool.

So, let me get back to my game, and I'll let you get back to your life.

Inception

I watched Inception for the second time as a homework for one of my classes. And it got me thinking, wouldn't it be awesome as fuck to invade someone else s' dream just to mess with them? you know, plant ideas and shit into their heads.

Here's an idea, get all the suicidal people in the world, perform Inception on them, planting the idea that Death is just sleeping and staying in a fake reality... in other words, you'll be dreaming... FOREVER. I don't know... I just thought about it.

Or maybe, perform inception on public officials, make them experience a near death experience or something, make them realize that corruption is bad or something... Inception is awesome! But like they said, it's easy to get lost in your dreams and reality. You need a firm grasp on what is real. But that's gonna be pretty hard, especially when you're dreams are way better than the reality in which you're living in.

Hmm... I wish my dreams were as awesome as the movie. Maybe I'll dream of becoming someone my parents can be proud of tonight...

What to....

I don't really know what to write about. In fact, I'm in no mood to make contemplations about anything.. why? because I'm awesome. loljk.

But for those who want to know, yes. I am in fact playing car town because I'm bored as fuck and I want to do something.

Feeling? I feel fine. Bored, but otherwise fine. Tomorrow I go back to University. Right into a midterm. asteeg.

See ya.

Injury Time

In a soccer game, one does not simply avoid getting tackled and hurt. You run around in a field at full speed, with 19 other players, minus the two goal keepers who stand their guard.

Just before you kick the ball into the net, you get tackled, hard. You are hurt and you can't get back up. Like life, the time goes on. But you are allowed to stay down for up to five minutes. this is called Injury time.

There is 90 minutes in a full soccer match. But when you choose to use your injury time, the time is extended by five minutes. meaning, it will now be 95 minutes. they use their injury time to heal, in the shortest amount of time possible.

You are given a few minutes, then you have to get back up and play the game. Just like life. When you're put down, you can stay down for a while, but you're gonna have to get back up sooner or later, or face the consequence of being taken out of the game.

What happened with me and statistics is a battle that is still on going. I used up my Injury time. Now, I have to get back into the game and conquer this Mother #@$!%&*! I am not staying down! I will and shall, PASS a test there even if it kills me!!!

Fuck you statistics! Just, FUCK YOU!

Better things to do

Studying. I want to do something else. but alas, I sit in front of the PC, doing my PolGov homework. I just finished revising for our quiz in Statistics. So now, I'm going to take some time off, and tell you how my day went.

I hate Communication Research. If I wanted to make myself feel like an idiot, I would have joined a math quiz bee. The midterm this afternoon was HARD. I studied. Yes, I did. I even made a reviewer. But once again, fate decided to play a trick on me, and nothing, and I mean NOTHING from the things I studied came out of the test. wooh!

So, it's basically as if I didn't study. I hate my life. So what now? I'm going to do my PolGov homework, and when I'm done, I'm gonna go over Statistics again. I don't wanna fail. I'm afraid of so many things. Failing in Statistics, like what I almost did in High School, is one of them.

With the amount of studying I'm doing, I just pray to God that some good will come out of this.

Goodnight Reader.

Quarter Life Crisis

In a few weeks, I leave the teen world behind. In a few weeks, I'll be a twenty year old College Student. Time sure does fly. But in my twenty years of existence, what have I to show?I'm kinda ashamed to admit that I have never won a medal in my life. (go on, laugh you bastards!)

Back to my accomplishments, what have I done to make my parents proud of me? The things I'm about to post are regrets. Things that should be buried underground. But here I am, digging them up and putting them up in the internet where the world can see it. I don't mind. I'm the center of the universe. LOL.

My life is unfulfilled. There are things I wish I did, but never did. And Things I did, but wish I didn't. For example,

• I should not have stopped Tae Kwon Do. If I didn't, I could be a black belter now and I could be kicking ass or teaching.
•  I should not have quit the Basketball team at age 14. I could have gotten better. I could have met new people from other Roosevelts.
•  I should have joined the swimming team in College. Maybe then I'd have something to look forward to everyday. And a chance to be in my element. 
• I shouldn't have fallen in love. It brings nothing but pain and loneliness. People who enter my life in this way, are like birds perched on a branch. They stay for a while, and eventually leave the branch lonelier than ever. 
•  I should have spoken out. I should have spoken out in protest when they replaced me as the class representative in the declamation contest in High School. 
• I should have been first. But I was too busy doing other things, that someone got there before I had a chance to move. 

they say that we shouldn't regret the things in the past. Because they helped us become who we are. But what if, you're not satisfied with who you are? What if you hate who you are, and wish everyday you could turn back time? I know. It's pathetic.

They also say that if you're in pain, you're living in the past. If you're anxious, you're living in the future. but when you're content, you're in the present. But just where am I? I'm frustrated because of things in my past. I'm scared that the same will happen in the future. and in the present, I feel like... something's not right.. like something's missing....

Midterm!

So... I found out we have a midterm on World Lit next week. My initial reaction?

wooohh!!! What have I learned in that class? I mean, seriously? what?!? I mean, yeah, the groups conduct their reports then they give quizzes. But fuck man! What the hell? A midterm?! How we're living in her class, it's like... we don't even have a teacher! She just sits there and she just watches us. Dude. I hate her class.

Oh well... Looks like I'm gonna have to "study" for this damned test. I hate written outputs. they suck. like. big time.

doodle

I am no artist. I can't draw to save my life. All I can do is write to paint the thoughts scattered in the abyss I call my head. (naks!)

So the other day, my friend felt generous and decided to make doodles of some of her followers/friends. she posted a status and said that the first five to comment "ME" would be granted a doodle. I was first. yihee!

I waited a few days, but she was finally able to upload it.

cool huh? haha. You see some of her other works. here's a link to her FB page. I just met her through tumblr. I don't know her personally, but she is one heck of an artist.

And It Begins...

So, we managed to get cars yesterday. We got about ten cars. We got brands like Johnny Lightning, Green Light, and of course the favorite, Hot Wheels. Mostly Hot Wheels because they go for about 6 for 360. Man, Divisoria is awesome! There was so much stuff it could make your head spin. cool.

So the ten cars went home with LoveBabe, who by the way, still has not given my FlashDrive back! *ehem* anyway, he took them home, took pictures of them and posted them on Facebook. He said that we can't post them on  DCPH (this is a forum for die cast collectors online) because they have a strict rule of, if you post it on our site, we best not catch it in another site! So basically, DCPH is like a girlfriend, they get easily jealous.

LB plans to post it there, when no one answers our ad on FB. we have about 960pesos in investment here. Not including our transportation. Hey! if you or someone you know likes to collect cars, drop me a line here. I might be able to hook you up. We sell Hot Wheels, Green Light  (I only heard about this brand yesterday when I saw it at the store.) and Johnny Lightning.

Oh, and from my understanding, the Green Light brand is pretty expensive. Hot Wheels and Match Box are the cheaper brands...

There is also a Division of Labor among us three.

LoveBabe handles the advertising, products, prices, and negotiations.why? because he actually understands the language these collectors speak. I don't. They are looking for specific cars, Brands, quality of the packaging... etc. All Very. Very important in collecting.

SexyLove is handling the cash. I am useless with money. She has a background in accounting. well, she's no accounting major, but close enough.

Me? I handle the meet ups. The assigned meet ups are: all the Stations of LRT line 2, SM Manila, SM Sta. Mesa, SM Marikina. We charge an extra 30 pesos if you wanna meet up at SM Megamall or Trinoma. It's just simply out of our way.

So there you have it. this is something new to all of us. A new business is always a gamble. You either fold or you play. RIght now, we're playing. I hope we get cash back here. I miss my PSP.

Oh, I had my PSP checked out at Isetann Recto. The repair for the 'o' button is 300. The guy at Riverbanks was charging me 500. And with the 300, I might get a discount, because my Uncle knows the guy. What? I need to save money because this thing is starting to become a money pit!

So there you have it. The beginning of something new for us.... Anything new happen to you lately?

The Cell Who Saved a Life

With all the sadness taking over her heart,
A group of cells, has decided, they have had
enough. They formed an army, a vast army of cells
and hormones. And together they charged, full speed,
into the center of her heart. Their foe was larger, larger than
they expected. But with swords raised, They charged. Negativity
was a monster that fed from the happiness inside her. There was all but
little happiness left. They worked fast. Endorphins hit it with guns filled with acid.
The white blood cells used their telekinetic powers to attack the beast From all directions.
The Monster put up a fight. It killed the joy giving Endorphins, and killed a Few White Blood Cells.
It was too strong they all thought. But one Endorphin, Desperate to save the heart let him self be swallowed, and for a while, he was gone. But then, the monster began to howl as if in pain. And all of a sudden,
the monster exploded! The White Blood cells, shocked, saw a glowing light they have not
seen for so long...It was happiness. With the banishment of Negativity, happiness
reigned in the heart once again. The Endorphin that sacrificed itself was
to be remembered forever, as the cell who saved a life.

The Content of my Heart

Have you ever sat and stared at a wall for hours at a time,
Just thinking things that might become?
Or have you ever played a song in your head,
Wishing it was your real life instead?

Things so beautiful, surround my troubled soul,
But alas, I still feel heavy, heavy as coal.
What do I need to escape this abyss?
Is it Ignorance, which they say has eternal bliss?

My mind wanders, and gets lost in this maze,
And yet, I stand in the center, with eyes, a glaze.
Will I survive death in my confused mind?
Or will I die in life, which will be so kind?

Till the day comes, that I must face my creator,
I must prove myself worthy, not with my selfish demeanor.
Love may be, just a word to my ears,
But not to worry, one day, it will turn my gears...

Shock. Denial. Anger. Depression. Acceptance

Shock:
    "Woooh!! tangina! di nga? Bakit dehins niya sinabi sakin yun? Nakakagulat naman! magkaibigan pa naman kami! tsk!"

Denial: 
    " dehins naman siguro mangyayare yun di ba? hehe. oo. hindi yun mangyayare. malabo yun!"

Anger: 
    "Tangina! bakit niya to nagawa sakin? woooh! nakakabadtrip! Alam ko na! dehins ko siya kakausapin dahil nakakabadtrip siya. Tapos...tapos.... di ko siya kukuha ng upuan pag late siya! mahirapan sana siya tumayo habang naglelesson!"

Depression: 
    "huhuhuhu.... ang lungkot isipin... bakit nangyare to? ano nangyare satin? siyet! dehins ko na to kaya.... asan ang razor? laslas pulso na lang pre... Ayoko na mabuhay.. puro gaguhan pala tayo eh... T.T"

Acceptance: 
    "Okay lang yun. hindi naman katapusan ng mundo eh. at lahat ng tao may karapatan maging masaya.. di ba? di ba? siya, dahil tao siya, may karapatan din siya. whoo... "


Habang nakahiga kanina, bigla ko naisip na eto ang mga pinagdaanan ko sa nakaraang buwan. Dehins na ako papasok sa detalye. Nakakatamad eh. At ayoko nga ibalik ang sakit ng nakaraan. dehins pa ganon ka galing ang sugat ng puso ko eh. hehe. *ehem*

Ayun. Narealize ko din habang nakahiga ako, na buti hindi ako nagpakamatay habang asa Depression stage. kasi kung nagpakamatay ako, ay dehins ko mararating ang bittersweet Acceptance-kuno.

bakit Acceptance-kuno? eh, ano gagawin ko? magrally sa tapat ng bahay niya hanggang maging ayos kami? dehins yun tatalab. Why should I bend over backwards for someone who doesn't want to be mine? Wala ka magagawa. may ibang gusto eh. wahehe. "tanggapin" na lang. Kahit ayaw mo. Kahit isinusuka to ng sistema mo. lunukin mo. Para din ito sa ikabubuti mo.

Punto ko lang dito ay, may mga bagay na sadyang hindi worth fighting for. Wala ka mapapala sa ipinaglalaban mo. Sugatan ka na, wala ka pa nakuha. Yung dugo, tulad ng mga luha mo na tumulo para sakanya, eh nasayang.

Maghanap ka ng hobby. Wag mo isipin. Pag nag hi sayo, tapos kahit gusto mo sapakin sa inis, eh ngumiti ka na parang wala lang, at mag hi ka din. Hindi. dehins to pagiging Plastik. Ito ay nagpapakita na kaya mo gawin yung ginagawa niya. Yung kausapin ka na para bang wala nangyare. Na walang pang gagago na naganap.

Mag gaguhan kayo. Maglokohan kayo. para saan? para sa peace. Kawawa barkada. Ilang taon na magakakasama tapos mawawatak dahil sa mabbaw na dahilan. Para sa ikabubuti ng nakararami, itabi mo na muna yang pride mo. wag mo na pairalin. Let  there be Peace.

Creepy

This is a story from my sister. This happened in 2001 when our grandma died. I was nine years old at the time.

My grandma died on the 24th of September that year. Just ten days after I turned nine. My sister's husband, was just a suitor at the time. and my sister asked him to come to our house in San Mateo, Rizal.

Since it was his first time there, he got lost. He was helped by an old lady. He said that she was really nice. Eventually, he found our house.

When he came up to the casket to pay his respects. He felt his heart drop, and he told my sister that our grandma was the one who helped him find his way to our house! *GASP!

This was a true story. When I told my cousins this, it sent shivers down their spines. ooohh....

Just felt like sharing it...

Dangerous.

Tomorrow, I go back to one of the most dangerous places in Manila: Divisoria! I have no idea what part of Manila that is, all I know is that it's dangerous and that I haven't been back there since my first time when I was thirteen. Yes. Thirteen. I never really felt the need to go back there until tomorrow.

Why I'm going you ask? Well, I think I've told you this before, but me, SexyLove and LoveBabe are setting up this business of buying and selling cars on the internet. LoveBabe says that collectors pay a lot of money for them, especially for the rare ones. wooh!

So we are going tomorrow to buy some. LB knows which cars are worth more. I hope this will be a good investment. After all, I need the money to get my baby to fixed. *cries* I feel so sad when I look at him...

What? No! I don't have a kid. I don't even have a boyfriend! you sick bastard! No! I'm talking about my beloved PSP. It's broken. and I'm gonna be the one to fix it. You can say that it keeps saying to me: "Fix me I'm broken." wahahahaha!

Okay. Enough with the jokes... I'm already funny as it is.

Facebook vs. Blogging

I like blogging better than posting statuses on Facebook. But then, there are people who like Facebook better than writing long stuff about stuff on blogs. Some even think it’s ridiculous.
Now, I’m going to give a few points why blogging is so much better than Facebook. Feel free to argue with me. I’m bored. If you do argue, I don’t really care. and I probably won’t reply.

• Rants. In facebook, when you rant about something, people think you’re annoying. whereas in blogs like tumblr/blogger, you can say whatever the hell you want because, well, it’s your blog. Besides, you personally know people on facebook, do you really wanna let them know how bad you feel?
• love. When you’re a teenager, it is always an issue. And like ranting, it is best done on a long mushy post on your blog, instead of putting a really really long status that no one really gives an ef about. At least when you blog about mushy stuff, some readers will think you’re romantic. cool…
• pictures. Personally, I don’t update my profile picture in Facebook that much…. why bother? They don’t care. then again, in the blogger world, no one really cares what you look like. But you can post pictures of you, your friends, family, pets, etc. anything you want! Your world. your canvass, paint it!
• Anon. In facebook, everyone knows who you are. everyone knows what you do. Why? because Facebook is the stalker’s paradise. and here’s a rule you must follow if you are a blogger: DO. NOT. LINK. YOUR. BLOG. TO. YOUR. FACEBOOK. otherwise, you will have a bad time. A blog is a place where you can tell everyone exactly who YOU are, without exactly telling them who you are. Do you understand? You can tell them what the essence of your existence is, without revealing your identity.

Well, there you go. There might be other reasons, but I can’t think of anymore. Do you have anything to add as to why blogging is better?

yun oh.

Wooh. teka. tinamaan ako. haha. bwiset lang!

Things I wanna do before I die

1. Maranasan magmaneho ng LRT
2. sumakay ng eroplano
3. ma in love at hindi masawi after one year. </3
4. magpagupit ng mohawk
5. mapanood ng live ang Blink 182
6. yumakap ng isang obese na pusa. 
7. mag scuba diving
8. maglaro ng paint ball
9. manalo ng first place sa isang writing contest
10. yumaman
11. mag pa laser eye surgery
12. maka uno sa lahat ng subject ko. 
13. Maging journalist, kahit saglit lang.
14. mag hiking sa isang bundok.
15. makitang malinis ang Pasig River
16. magdonate ng malaking halaga sa PAWS
17. sumikat bilang isang Blogger.
18. mapaayos ang PSP ko
19. mag bungee jumping
20. maranasan mag play ng drums.

 yung mga naka high light ay mga bagay na pinaka gusto ko mangyare. Bakit? kasi... wala lang.. trip ko. Sa totoo lang, madami pa ako gusto gawin, kaso dehins ko lang maisip ngayon...maybe next time...

Isang Simpleng Pangarap.

Isa sa mga pangarap ko ay ang magsulat ng magagandang tula. Yung tipong kikilabutan ka sa ganda. Yung ganon!

kaso... dehins ako magaling dyan.. parang short story at essay lang ako eh. Speaking op essay.. Yung essay contest pala sa Catalyst... sali ba ako? ilang araw ko na iniisipan ng consepto yung tema eh. wala ako maisipang anggulo. Tama si tropang Melvs, iba ang pakiramdam ng imprompto na essay contest sa ganito. wew! Pero susubukan ko pa din.. after all, "He who dares, wins."

Ano ba? Tula pinaguusapan eh... anyway... gagawa ako ng tula. di ko pa alam kung tungkol saan, pero gagawa ako. Yung astig. yung...yung.... sasabihin nito lahat ng nasa loob ng isipan ko, ng puso ko, ng intestines ko! wait... joke lang yung huli...

Pero may problema eh.. tila kasi, nakakagawa lang ako ng magandang tula kapag.... depressed ako. Ayoko naman madepressed men! Laslas nanaman? ayoko na masugatan. nakakasawa din siya after a while...

ehem. maliban sa masamang saloobin, ano pa ba ang maganda gawan ng tula.. wew. pagiisipan ko to ng mabuti dahil astig ako...

till then, hihinga lang ako at mabubuhay.

Over Priced Ice Cream

Nung isang araw, wala ako magawa. nag twitter tuloy ako. At eto ang nakita ko sa twitter:

Yeah...May kaibigan ako. nagtututor siya sa mga grade schoolers sa halagang... 1,500 ata per month kung hindi ako nagkakamali. At isang araw, nagkasabay kami sa LRT. sabi niya sakin, proudly pa:

"nakatikim na ako ng Magnum!"

"ako din naman eh. Oh, nagustuhan mo?"

 "Okay lang. pero parang normal na ice cream lang din eh. Dehins na ako bibili ule."

Asteeg. isa siyang tunay na PUPian. Ako din eh. isang beses lang kumain ng Magnum at never again. Overpriced kasi. hehe.

Ikaw, nakakain ka na ba ng over priced ice cream?

One Day....

            "Cause I couldn't stand the pain and I would be sad if our new love was in vain.... "

This is my favorite line from the song "If I Fell" by none other than The Beatles. I don't know... I guess I'm hoping that one day... I'd be able to sing this to someone....  Not today though. I'm busy living in my own fantasies.

Hmm.. come to think of it, my fantasies are way better than my reality. But then, if I choose to live in that fantasy world, I wouldn't be able to be with the people that 'care' for me.... hmm...

I'll stay in reality a little longer... maybe then I'd learn to appreciate it more. After all, Reality isn't all that bad... But then again, my fantasies include flying dinosaurs..

Alam mo ba yung pakiramdam na sawa nang mabuhay?Alam mo yung pakiramdam na tuwing aalis ka ng bahay, eh nagdadasal ka na madisgrasya ka o mamatay nang tuluyan? naramdaman mo na ba ang pakiramdam na malapit ka na mamatay at inaantay mo na lang yun?

Ako yun eh. Wala na ako pag asa pang liligaya sa mundong to. Baka sakali sa paglisan ko eh may matuwa pa. Wala naman nagmamahal sakin eh. Pamilya ko lang. Mga pinsan ko lang, Mga kaibigan? Iiwan ka din niyan. Magpapangako ng "forever" tapos..... basta...

Patayin niyo na ako... ayoko na mabuhay. At least pag patay na ako eh tulog lang.. Eternal Peace...

Asteeg.

At dahil...

At dahil hindi ko maintindihan ang brain waves ko ngayong gabi, ay gagambalain ko kayo sa pamamagitan ng aking mga posts. ayos.

tapos ko na ang Sports Journ article ko. tapos na din ang Background of the Problem. kulang ko na lang ay Background of the Study. Sabi ni leader bukas na daw yun. asakanya lahat ng info na kailangan ko, sabi ko paki PM sakin. Sabi niya Hard Copy lang daw meron siya. ayos.

may midterm ako bukas. wala ako balak magrebyu. Mabuhay ang katam! ayos.

Ano nga ba balak ko sa buhay? wala akong balak. hehe. ako pa? eh olats naman ako sa lahat ng subukan ko. Di bale, umaasa pa din ako sa araw na inaantay ko. mawawala na ako..... ayos.

Orayt!

Tapos ko na ang background of the Problem. Study na lang. pero bukas na yun.. Wala ako makita sa Net eh. olats!

Hanggang dito na muna mga Mambabasa. Hanggang bukas muli.

ballers!

 

I like ballers. But I am not a fan of those one inch ones. this is my entire collection. I wear a different one to school everyday. Actually, I wear at least one everytime I go out. 

I'm only posting this because I am the procrastinator. 

Buhay Pag ibig ni JC

"Oh, magkwento ka naman sa love life mo."

"Wala ako nun. hehe.."

"Weh? Ikaw pa.? "

"lul. hehe..."

Usapan ng dalawang magkaibigan. tang inang yan. Isa sa mga bagay na ayokong ayoko pinaguusapan ay ang "love life" ko.

Seriously, what the hell ba ang mapapala ng mga tao pag nagkwento ako ng love life ko? Gagaan ba pakiramdam ko? Or will it just make them feel better about their own lives? I think it's the latter.

Tingin niyo ba magkekwento ako dito ng aking buhay pag ibig? naahh... Di importanteng malaman mo yun. bakit? sino ka ba? hahaha.

Sariling akin na lang yun. May mga detalye yun na sadyang.... ayoko iparating sa pansin ng madla. Eto lang sasabihin ko....

Nababadtrip ako, pag kinakamusta mo love life ko. lul ka. Hindi ko kinakamusta yung iyo. wag mo na pakielaman yung akin.

Bibili pala ako ng razor bukas.... Para saan? uhh... stuff... tulad ng love life ko, hindi mo na kailangan malaman ang gagawin ko sa razor. and no. Hindi siya para mang shave.

Masaya Ako. :D

HAHAHA. yeah, sure... masaya...

Ang dami ko pala gagawin. Kailangan ko na matapos, or king hindi, at least makalahati yung Back Ground of the Study at Problem. Aalis ako bukas. No. hindi ako punta "work". Punta ko Main. Sasamahan ko pa Kaibigan ko manginterview sa Main. ayos.

kailangan ko na simulan to. Medyo madami eh. hehe. olats. Ayun, Wala ako masabi masyado eh.. mamya na..o bukas... Idk.

Cheers Mambabasa! :D

A Blogger: On writing

She has the right idea. nuff said

Recognition

I'm a little ashamed to admit that I don't know everybody in my College. But for some reason, kids from other sections recognize me.


Two kids from the other class say that they know me, and I was a little ashamed to admit that I don't know them. They end up introducing themselves through the internet instead of in person in school.

Soo... yeah... I've realized that more kids from the other section use tumblr. While the kids in my class use blogger. huh.

Still, I'm pretty happy they know/ recognize me. Because I seriously don't recognize them. :3

Sama ng Loob

masama daw nagtatanim neto. Pero ang hirap iwasan niya pre. Masama loob ko sa isang tao, ilang buwan na din. Reay for harvest na ba yung tanim ko?

hindi importante ang pamagat

“mahal kita.”
 “Alam ko.”
“di mo sasabihin na mahal mo ko?”
“Alam mo na naman yun eh.”
“Iba pa din pag naririnig ko.”

Hindi pa tapos ang sinasabi ko, bigla niya ako hinalikan. Ang tamis talaga ng labi niya. Tinulak ko siya pahiga. Naghalikan kami. Nakakaturn on bawat galaw ng labi niya. Wala talaga siyang katulad. Binukas ko isa kong mata, nakapikit siya. Ang ganda talaga niya.

Napangiti ako at tinuloy ang paghalik. Sana wag na matapos to. Ang sarap eh. Pag ganito kami, hindi ko talaga maimagine na ang buhay ko na wala siya. Kontento na ako sakanya.

Nang ako’y humiwalay, hinalikan ko naman leeg niya. Alam ko gusto niya yun eh. Kinagat ko siya dito ng bahagya. “ah….” Ang sexy. nakakagigil.

Ang sarap talaga ng pagmamahal mo. Hinding hindi ko ito ipagpapalit sa kahit ano pa…
Mahal kita. Sobrang mahal kita.. wala ka talagang katulad..

Nakatulog ka na nakayakap sakin. Pinagmasdan kita. labi mo, mata mo, ilong mo… yang buong muka mo… Hindi ikaw ang pinaka magandang babae sa mundo. Nagsisinungaling ako pag sinabi ko to. Pero ikaw naman ang babaeng nagpaganda sa mundo ko…

Hinawakan ko kamay mo, binulungan kita ng mga pangako ng walang hanggan. hinalikan kita sa noo…
“Mahal kita..”

hindi ko alam kung nananaginip ka o gising. basta alam ko, ang saya ko sa mga panahong ito. Akin ka… at ako’y sa iyo….

Sabay nagising ako. Andun pa din ako sa kama ko. Pero wala ka na. Asan ka na? Wala na… Mga pangako nang walang hanggan, nagkaron bigla ng hanggan. olats.

Akala ko mahal mo ko, joke lang pala…

Sawi, sinubukan ko uli matulog. At least sa panaginip, mahal mo pa din ako….

Anonymous

Oo, ako yun. ako yung nagpadala ng sulat na yun. Oo, ako yung paulit ulit nagtatanong kung okay ka lang, kung buhay ka pa... Oo, ako yung hindi mo kakilala na nagaalala kung buhay ka pa...

Alam ko ang pakiramdam na tila nagiisa kang nakikipaglaban sa buhay. Alam ko ang pakiramdam na dumampot ng isang matulis na bagay at magtangkang magpakamatay...

Pero wait, there's more... Alam ko din ang pakiramdam na talikuran ang self hate. Alam ko din ang pakiramdam na tila binuhay ka uli... At sa totoo lang, naaawa ako saiyo...

Ikaw na tinutukso, ikaw na walang kaibigan... Nakita ko kung paano ka nila apihin. Wala silang alam sa pinagdadaanan mo. Ako? wala din ako alam... ang tanging magagwa ko lang para sayo ay ang MAKINIG. Hindi sa lahat ng oras eh may maipapayo ako sayo. Hindi din sa lahat ng oras eh andyan ako...

Ang maiiwan ko lang saiyo ay ang mga sulat ko... Para maiparamdam ko man lang, kahit papaano, na may nagaalala sa iyo... Na may natatakot na mawala ka.. kahit pakiramdam mo na ika'y tinalikuran na ng pamilya, kaibigan at ng sambayanan.

Basahin mo sana mga sulat ko, at sana, kahit sa maliit kong paraan, ay maiparamdam ko na hindi ka nagiisa, na meron pang handa tumulong sa iyo... Kahit alam kong nasa kabilang panig ka pa ng mundo. Alang alang na din ito sa kaibigan kong sumaklolo sakin. Hindi ko siya kilala, hindi niya din ako kilala. Pero sumaklolo siya...

Hindi mo to mababasa, at kung mabasa mo man, ay hindi mo maiintindihan. Maraming salamat. Hindi mo alam kung ano ang nagawa mo...

At para sa iyo, my suicidal friend... Utang na loob, wag ka bumigay...

That Feeling....

Alam mo yung pakiramdam na sayang ang mga araw? Eh yung pakiramdam na sobrang behind ka na sa school work mo? Eh ang pakiramdam na "masyado" kang petiks?

Ayan ang nararamdaman ko. Tang nuh lang pre, Nakikita ko yung mga ibang grupo may nasimulan na at tinatapos na lang yung mga Case Study nila, tapos kami... well, wala pa. Pati group interview sa sports journalism wala pa. Ang olats naman pre!

Kaya eto ako ngayon, tinatapos ang book reports ko. Tapos, tapos, tapos..... uhh....ah.. oo... yung PolGov. Swerte ko talaga di na ako magsesearch. andun ang kailangan ko sa libro na pinaheram ni SexyLove. Kailangan ko na lang kopyahin sa Yellow Paper. asteeg...

Pero naiirita ako sa pakiramdam na nahuhuli sa paper work. pero hindi na ako magcocomplain. wala din naman magagawa eh. magcomplain man ako o hindi, olats pa din ako. lagi naman eh. wahaha!

oh, siya, siya, wala na ako masabi sayo pre, till I write again.

Cheers!

Jorge Cattail

Over Rated!

This is Jorge's own personal opinion. and quite honestly, I don't really give a fuck if you like him or not. If you know me, then there's a chance you already know who I am talking about. if not, then let me shed some light on the subject.

I am referring, of course, to Robin Padilla's nephew. Daniel Padilla.

Now, I've seen him on Princess and I on ABS-CBN's prime time. And I have to say.... he's not that good. I mean yeah sure, he can act, but honestly, he's just another pretty boy. look at him sing, look at him dance. *spits*

He's nothing special. I actually think he's over rated. I tweeted this

With mixed reactions. pft.

glad to see someone else who shares my sentiments.

then there are those who can't accept it.

girls going gaga over some kid in black. His character in Princess and I is also pathetic. I've seen that character over a million times. the rich kid who falls for the poor girl on campus and wastes a shit load of time and energy trying to get her. sound familiar? Does Aryana and Mara Clara ring a bell?

I just want to see a new kind of talent. this guy... he's nothing. I actually feel sorry for the girls who go gaga over him. they have generic taste. Sorry girls. this guy's gay.

I mean, no guy is that good looking and is straight. That's all I have to say for now. And again, this is MY opinion. so fuck off haters. if you can't absorb the truth, then...then.. whatever.

cheers!

^This made my night. kudos to you my good man.

Bogart the Explorer!

It was blogging seminar my group put up for a requirement in our class last semester, when I met him. A speaker showed us a video Bogart made about traffic in the Philippines.

It was hilarious. And so, I've searched for his other videos and shit. And last monday, I watched him on iJuander on GMA News TV.

And for the first time in my life, I posted on a wall of one of my idols. and you know what else? He liked it.
Yes, Bogart the Explorer from Davao City liked it!! Oh my gosh... I was just... star strucked!!

this was yesterday, but I'm only posting it now because.... of reasons. LOL.

I love this guy.  check out his latest video:

It's about him getting married. good stuff... good stuff....

Enjoy! :D

It pays to Read

I've read several books in the last 10 years or so. Yes, as a grade schooler, I used to lock myself in my room and read books. In the fourth grade, I accumulated at least 20 Goosebumps pocket books, all bought from my savings.

And in my High School days, I read all sorts of novels. Foreign novels. Which is perfect because now I need to make book reviews. I don't really need to read most of the books again, because I still remember their plots. All I'm looking up online now are the characters.

I'm already done with one. I just need at least three more. I'm taking a break because I'm pretty tired. And I have to write a sports article later on today.

With the rains almost gone, it's back to work. I guess I'll be going back to school tomorrow. Oh well. No worries though. At least it's over... kinda.

Stay safe humans!

FOR THOSE WITH STRANDED PETS/MISSING PETS:

he PAWS Shelter (Tel. No. 9750048) is now open as a temporary evacuation center for pets being evacuated from Marikina. Owner’s must leave their ID and CONTACT INFO and, if possible, roofed cages as PAWS does not have enough empty dog cages.

PAWS recommends that owners evacuate with their pets but if this is not possible, pls make sure your pets are not chained or caged and with enough food to last them for several days.

The Shelter is currently full with almost 50 dogs and 250 cats so the organization needs additional donations of pet food, roofed cages, old kennel cabs, towels, liquid soap, disinfectant and any extra food you can give for the caretakers and PAWS volunteers.

The PAWS Team will be going out tomorrow to try to rescue the animals needing help that are being reported to us. If you have a 4x4 that you could lend, it would be very much appreciated so that more teams may be dispatched. Please stay indoors tonight. More rains are expected.

I’ll be coordinating rescues for missing pets and pets that need rescuing. Please message me if your pets need help.

Thank you! Please pass!

You may call 975-0048 or any of the following numbers:
Faith Calaguas 09265562082/09266047609
Gelo Gabrillo :09175424356 / Tash de Castro: 09178528274 / Nikki de Castro: 09178505645

Animals Need Help Too....

Everywhere I look at facebook, it's all about the rain and the floods, and how you can donate to people. But what about the animals? Who's helping the cats and dogs trapped by the water? I've seen dogs being rescued, but what about the cats? Are they safe? or are they all drowning? Everytime I see a footage of the rising Marikina River, I can't help but imagine poor cats and dogs being taken by the current. I hope someone helps them. I wish I can help them....

I'm worried about the people too... I just feel like no one is worrying about the animals, that once again, they are forgotten. Do you remember that storn in Iligan City last December? Stories are that, after the flood subsided, the residents gathered all the dogs they could find, not to rescue them but to kill them. They had no resources to keep the dogs alive.

PAWS went there to do rescue ops for the animals. they brought back three dogs to Manila. Two of those dogs are now adopted. Only one is left. Anyway, I hope I'll have enough time to help with the rescue ops for the pets at PAWS. But that seems so unlikely with the amount of work I still have to do....

I'm praying to God for the your safety and for the animals' safety as well. Remember, we are not the only creatures created by God. He also created the animals, and it's our job to help the animals.

Stay safe everyone. I don't know if it's still gonna rain hard....

random

It started raining heavily yesterday. I didn't get wet while I was whiling the afternoon away with SexyLove. When we went outside the mall to go to the train station, we were surprised to see the skies dark. I thought it was already six, but when I looked at my watch, it was only 5pm. Apart from the dark skies, it was raining.

So we went on the train. the train we got on was the tinted kind...sorta. You know those trians whose graphics block the window? Yeah. I'm talking about those trains. We met up with LoveBabe at V.Mapa. and we were talking about all sort of stuff. In every stop, we could see that the rain was still pouring.

When I was getting off at Anonas, wow. the rain.. it was POURING. With the rain going down really hard, walking home was out of the question. I wasn't in the mood to wait for a jeep either, so I went with the most expensive option: a tricycle ride.

I thought riding a tricycle would render me  dry, but I was wrong. I got wet. really wet. My pants were soaked. (stop laughing.) Plus the driver over charged me by TWO PESOS! just because he  didn't have change. psh. So I paid 19 pesos instead of just 17. Oh well. At least I got home kinda alright.

I don't even know why I'm telling you this. This is boring stuff. whatever. I typed all of this. least you could do is read it.

And if you're uninterested, here's an episode of Bogart the Explorer:

This was featured in last night's episode of iJuander of GMA News TV. I love this guy! :D

Midterm Blues

I just realized today that most of our work is due on monday. That being said, I haven't done any of the work I'm supposed to do. I'm referring mostly to our Sports Journalism and Investigative Journalism classes.

I haven't interviewed that Taekwondo Athlete I'm supposed to interview, mostly because I'm too lazy to do so. But I'm running out of time. I gotta get my butt to work. and soon. psh. As for the Investigative Journalism class, Well, I'm not too sure what I'm supposed to do. Only just this afternoon our leader briefed us on what was to be done. Seriously. a week before? I guess I'll be working overtime then.

What else? Oh, midterms. We'll be having our Midterm in Statistics in a few weeks. Nervous? You bet your ass I am. But like SexyLove said, I just need to study and be prepared. I could do that, but the thing is, I suck with numbers. I'll just be counting on my "talent" and for God's providence. I hope I pass.....

In Broadcast Journalism, we have to make this production. We have to do this TV Patrol like production. A news cast or something... I'm a TV anchor in our group. no worries. I can do that....right?  hmmm... what else needs to be done? Oh right, we have to prepare at least four book reviews for World Literature. I've only read 2 books so far, I need at least two more. psh. After that lecture from Ma'am Bien of our Communication Theories and Models class, I kinda feel guilty about lifting from the internet. tss.. Curse you conscience!

So here's a summary of things Cattail needs to do:

• Investigative Journalism- The Background of the Study and the Background of the Problem. (Due: Monday)
• Sports Journalism- Interview Taekwondo Athlete and make an article. 
• Book Reports - At least four from foreign authors. (Forgot to mention, thank you to Jaimee's older sister for lending me three books, which coincidentally, are by foreign artists.)
• World Literature Report- Next week, we report about that thing in world lit. yeah. 

There are a bit more, but I'm not gonna say them all. How time flies, huh? We are now in the middle of the semester. pretty soon it'll be the end of the semester. awesome.

Since I'm a little behind on work, I'll get started on those book reports. Till my next post, Internet Creatures!

Cheers!

Photo Courtesy of Haseo

Condolence

Etong kantang to, ay para sa mga kaibigan ko na namatayan din ng kaibigan. It will never be easy to say goodbye. Especially a goodbye forever.

I don't think I'll ever understand what they are going through. All I know is, pain is there to stay for a pretty long time.

Enjoy that song, friends.

Like a Boss....

“Kayo ang boss ko.” Words spoken by the President on the day of his inaguration. How deep are the words of the man in yellow? Did we really elect a leader, or did we simply let ourselves be taken by the tide his mother made upon her passing?

His speeches are full of positive news, but sadly his people dare not believe him. Maybe he is trying his best, but we are all hungry for more change. So much so, that we expect a Philippines as great as the States. We expect to see that change over night. And like spoiled children, we blame the government for not doing their job. It might be true that they are all monsters in suits. But it is also true that we’re not doing what we should.
We want an election free of cheating. But in the classroom, that’s all we do. We want a leader who won’t take from us. But we steal our mother’s money when she isn’t looking. We want a home that doesn’t flood. Yet we continue to throw garbage anywhere we want.

In truth, we really are his boss. WE put him where he is, we can take him out. But how are we to spark change in this damned country when we ourselves don’t do it ourselves? In an office setting, the boss is the model. His workers look up to him. If he is a good leader, his workers will reflect that trait. In our case, we are the boss. We are all lazy and expect everything to be handed to us. If we are like this, what can we expect from our “worker”? It’s our own fault our country’s on the road to hell.and it is us who can get us out. You want to eat? Work. You want a good job? Study. The future is in our hands. Be the change. Be the Philippines you want to see.

People think that just because they’re only one, they are insignificant. No. You are never insignificant. God never created such a creature. Just think of what a million “ones” can do. Do your part. Do your part in changing the country. Following traffic rules is already a small step, yet many still die everyday because they are too stubborn to follow rules. Let’s not die a miserable road kill death. Let’s try and live as long as possible. Let’s change.

If we do all the things we want to see in out country, our “worker” will see it and be ashamed of his ways. It’ll force him to change, to be as hard working as us. To be a man worthy of his father’s name.
Let’s help him out. Let’s help ourselves out. And together, boss and worker, we’ll bring the Philippines back form Hell.

Photo courtesy of JC

The Beatles! Cat Version

At PAWS, I came across four awesome fat black and white cats. I think they're all from the same litter. Because they all look about the same age.

I liked these cats. I did not know their names. After all, it's hard to keep track of all the cats in the Cattery. especially with about 231 of them.

So anyway, here are the modern day Beatles:

This is Paul. I named him after, of course, Paul McCartney. I mean just look at him! Does he not reek of Paul McCartney?

This is Ringo. After the drummer, Ringo Starr. Ringo is one of my favorite Beatles. This cat is also one of my favorites. :3

This is John. After the leader of The Beatles, John Lennon. He is a fat cat who stays outside of the Cattery. He is bad ass. Just like the real John Lennon.

And finally, here is George. after the guitarist of the Beatles, George Harrison. He may not be noticed too often, but without him, The Beatles wouldn't be the same.






I certainly hope that these cats find the homes they deserve. So if I were you, I'd adopt a cat from the shelter now! :3

On Writing

I am a writer. Self proclaimed, but is being proven still. This is the only thing I'm good at. I fear it's the only thing I'll ever be good at. What if I choke, and don't get a job writing? what happens then? Do I die? No. I adjust. duh.

I've been writing for years. But what do I think about as I spill through my pen the thoughts that come? I think about a lot of things. Not only do I think about what I write, but I also think about how it will turn out once I'm done.

In my writer form, I am very conscious of what people think of my work. I rejoice at praises, and work harder for criticisms.  I am not that good a writer. There are a hundred better than me. But what separates me from the quitters is the fact that I am constantly trying to do better.

I write what I think, and I write what I feel. That's what this blog is for. Being a Political Atheist, I don't give a fuck about what they're doing. I may post my opinions here every now and then. But mostly it's personal. Nothing of interest.

This post is going nowhere, and so is my life. I'll stop it here, and I'll get out of your sight.

SexyLove

It's nice to be loved. This really made my day yesterday. I really like it when people I care about like and appreciate the things I do. and this is why ILoveyou SexyLove. :3 <-- Note, no spaces. :)

Pets.

This is my 100th post. First and foremost, thank you to those who follow this blog. You have no idea how much Jorge Cattail appreciates your patronage. Hope you continue reading for another hundred posts! :)

Now, for the topic of this post: Pets. I hate people who buy these pure breed dogs and walk around carrying them in their bags and shit. I mean, wtf, really? REALLY? what? is your pet some fashion accessory or something?! I pity the dog. Dogs were never meant to be pampered like that. DOGS DON'T BELONG IN MALLS PEOPLE. GET WITH THE FRIGGIN PICTURE!

WE DON'T CARE IF YOU HAVE A PURE BREED DOG THAT COST YOU THOUSANDS. WE DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE SO RICH YOU BRING YOUR PETS ANYWHERE YOU WANT. WE JUST DON'T CARE. LEAVE YOUR DOG AT HOME WHERE HE'S HAPPIER.

I also hate it when people think their pets are better than native dogs, or Aspins as they are called. an Aspin can love you just as much as any pure breed. Even more if you adopt that dog. I know what I'm talking about. I've been working at PAWS for almost four months now. I've walked rescued dogs and I've walked a dog with three legs. what he lacks in limbs, he makes up with LOVE. He loved me unconditionally. Just like any dog. 

As I said before, Dogs are great that way. They love you unconditionally. I wish people saw this too. It's not the breed. it's the heart. 

I hate everyone who thinks their pure breed will always be better than an Aspin. Aspins are just as good. always remember that.