Cyber Bullying

Until recently, I never believed that there were actual people sending hate to other members of tumblr. I mean, yeah, sure I've heard of cyber bullying, but like the lochness monster, I never really thought it existed... Until today.

While spending time on tumblr, one of the blogs I was following was getting some serious hate, and I mean, serious. Check this:

Telling someone to kill themself. That's pretty fucked up. And what's even crazier is that this guy, whoever he is, is posting all these messages as an anon. he hasn't the guts to say all of these things with his real name. This guy deserves to go to hell.

God hates you... there are days when even I feel this. But to hear it from someone else is..... it's just..... I can't even describe it... I can't put to words what the person being told this must feel....

Hate. This is one of the reasons Kids kill themselves. No one has the right to tell others to die. This is just so wrong.... i wanted to help, but what can I do? send a TA saying: "hey, I see that you're having anon trouble, no worries though, it'll be okay." That's pathetic! My words will have no effect, no matter how sincere I may be. Plus, the girl receiving all this, she's already suicidal to begin with. Give her loads of this shit, and it'll drive her over the edge. I pray for her safety. and i pray for the bastard sending her hate to die how pigs being slaughtered die. This isn't right.

So to whoever else out there who likes to send hate, STOP IT! How would you like it if it was you getting all the serious hate?! Everyone has a right to live in this world, even if they don't want to do it. Just fuck off. That's all I'm saying. Don't spread hate. It's already everywhere like a disease. Spread love instead. It's like fresh air, hard to come by.

I pray for all your souls. I just wish someone out there is praying for me too...

She's got the right idea. :)

That Moment When You Feel Betrayed

I'm pretty much open to my friends. They know stuff about me, depending on how close we are. I'm pretty easy to get along with. you know how it is.

But lately, I've been bothered by something. It's like this, I have this friend right? and our level of closeness kinda deteriorated since the start of the year for reasons unknown to me. And lately, I can definitely feel something's up with her and one of my guy friends. I'm not stupid, nor am i blind. I can see something's up. I confronted her, but she said it was nothing I needed to know.

I don't know, I just feel like I need to know. My other friends seem to know what's going on. They all know except for me. Some friend... pft! Can I seriously call someone a friend when they don't even trust you enough to tell them what the fuck is going on? I mean, seriously. I tell you what's going on in my life, and am I not deserving to know stuff? You tell our other friends and you leave me in the dark? Like, What the fuck dude? Just, What.the.fuck.

I honestly feel a little betrayed. But of course, I'm not gonna say anything or show anything to her. After all, she doesn't care, so why should I? Dev and Ark are right. People are like the moon. You don't really see the real them.

You become true to someone only to end up getting bashed. It ain't fun. I'll tell you  that much. You probably don't know who the hell I'm talking about. I'm just venting everything here. I need to calm down. I have stuff to do for tomorrow. I don't need this. I really don't. so Please. Just fuck off....

guilty pleasure

Being called a jejemon. To most this is a social insult far beyond anything else. How are jejemons identified? they are identified by their manner of clothing: Over sized shirts and shorts,"gangster" haircuts, caps lightly placed on their heads. There's always the jejecap. But ever since people started the jejemon are stupid trend, I have been seeing it less. Now all I see are baseball caps with the shiny stickers still on them. Another way to identify them is through the music they listen to. They listen mainly to pinoy rap. Or atleast, that's what the stereo type is.

Now, I'm not here to say that I like jejemons. I don't like them, nor do I dislike them. I just choose to ignore their existence until the universe decides to force me to talk to them. On the other hand, I am fascinated by their music. Pinoy rap. yes.

I like those raps they play on jeepneys on my way home. The "patok" jeepneys are always a fun ride home. not only are they fast, they also boast a large collection of pinoy rap. So anyway, whenever I hear a song there I like, I try to search for it online as soon as I get home. This is one of my favorites:

 

Bintana- Repablikan

 

and here's another one. I am personally trying to memorize this so I can rap it myself.

 

Sana -gagong Rapper

So yeah, I listen to rap. My friends don't seem to mind me doing so, but I still think that it's a guilty pleasure. Because I don't look like I'm into rap. I'm breaking the stereo typing right here. anyone can like rap. Even a nineteen year old College kid. so yeah, I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, but I don't care. I just wanted to share to you my strange taste in music. :P

Center of the Universe

For the umpteenth time, I have changed the name of my blog. This time, I chose "Center of the Unverse" as my title. Why? Because of reasons... duh.

Anyway, I think it's an appropriate title. I do think that I'm the center of the universe. Don't roll your eyes at me! I know you feel the same way. Everyone thinks they're the center of the universe one way or another. Whether we choose to accept it or not. Well, I am now open to the fact that I am a bit self centered.

Honestly though, I got this idea from my favorite comic book, Life in Progress by Julius Villanueva. The protagonist, Zeke is a nineteen year old socially inept college student, who believes he is the center of the universe, or so the story goes... Zeke is a loser, in his life, but with his friends, he gets by. He's a pretty geeky guy too, because he collects comic books, action figures and other toys.

So yeah, I have to say that Zeke made me realize I'm the center of MY universe. And that I should do what I like, and just try and ignore the people who seem to really dislike me.

You should totally read Life in Progress. here's the link to Mr. Villanueva's blog. he hasn't updated in a while, but you should still check out his other comic strips. They're pretty funny. In my opinion anyway. Most just find them corny. tsss...

Here's one of their comic strips I got from their fb page:

This is one is my favorite. Hits a bit close to home, don't you think? haha.

There are more on their fb page. But I still recommend that you buy their comic books. I have books 1 to 3. Boof 4 I think hasn't been released yet, and there's a special edition: Volume Zero which Mr. Villanueva released last year. ooohh.. I want it.

So anyway, happy reading! And I am still the Center of the Universe

 (DISCLAIMER: I own none of these photos. All credit goes to Mr. Julius Villanueva)

It's All About The Money

With my on going PSP restoration, money is always important. Especially now because I need to get parts repaired. I'm making do with my lunch money which is only 100 pesos per day.

It's a slow process though. I'm looking for ways to make more money. Last summer, I considered tutoring kids in english for 50 pesos per hour. But then I remembered that I don't like kids.

and last week, my friend was recruiting me for this networking business. I'm a bit skeptical. The money's good. He guarantees it because his brother was living proof. But I'm still not convinced and I'm not exactly sure if it's the kind of investment I want. It's a gamble. But then again, Life is a gamble.

And just today, my cousin opened up a business proposal. He plans to buy Hot Wheels and sell them online. It sounds okay to me because I'll be close to two things I like: my cousin and toys. and I'll be learning a lot about Hot Wheels in the process.

Hot Wheels, by the way, is NOT just a toy. It's a serious business. Those things, sold to the proper buyer, can cost up to at least 220 pesos. The rare ones even more expensive. One of their more expensive models is the FJ-40 Land Cruiser which my cousin is after. They're hard to find. Believe me. I've tried.

I've actually driven one of these. They are awesome. And yes, it was a Radio Controlled Car. :)

My cousin is looking for a Tomica FJ-40. They are even harder to find.

Anyway, he proposed that we buy Hot Wheels from Divisoria where they sell for as low as 70 and 100+ for the rare ones. He asked that we give 500 each so that we'll have a thousand as start up, and just go from there.

For now, it's just a proposal. And he's still thinking it over, because as he said, it's a Gamble. And I told him, "He who dares, wins". I don't know. I would like to go through with it. I've always wanted to sell stuff on the internet. And this could be a good opportunity. I'm gonna go and try to convince my cousin to go through with it. Like I said, Life's a Gamble. You're never gonna know what's gonna happen until you do it.

Bug me, and I'll Blog You

I read that somewhere on tumblr. Credits to whoever posted that. That would look awesome on a shirt. I’d totally buy it.

Why you asked I brought that up? well, earlier this evening, as I was waiting for my order of inihaw na bangus, a guy, who looked like a loser walked up to the stall and ordered a couple of fish. It seemed they were gonna have a drinking spree. You know, the typical all nighter.

I paid no mind to them. But then he started smoking. I don’t mind smokers. I just don’t like it when they breathe out their smoke right at my face. I mean, dude! I’m right here! I ain’t invisible asshole!

So what I did was, I stared at him with the look of an annoyed person. Because he was annoying me. He had a plastic bag with him. and it contained worms! Friggin’ worms dude!!!

and I overheard him tell his gf that was for his Tarantula… Dude, I FREAKIN’ HATE SPIDERS!!!!!!!!!! ugh! This guy was annoying me the more time I spent with him and his gf. The girl wasn’t a looker too. Both looked like losers. (I don’t normally judge people like this, but they pissed me off!!) Anyway, I was desperate to go home. and I skedaddled outta there the minute I got my order. Thank GOD!
I hope I never see those too again. jeez…. They bugged me, so I blogged them.

May God have mercy upon their loser souls.

The Eyes of the Cat Lover

I've been a volunteer at PAWS for almost three months now. And I'm proud to say that I learned a bit about our furry buddies. and I also learned to appreciate the life God gave us. The people there are also great. We all come there for one reason, to help animals. Everybody has their differences, but of course we are all willing to set that aside for the sake of the animals at the shelter. Also, being a cat lover such as myself, I tend to spend a lot of time with the cats in the cattery. Not surprising, I know.

But in the last few weeks, I've been walking dogs. I'm not a big fan of dogs because of reasons from my childhood. But anyway, I walk dogs. And when I walk them, they seem so happy, so energetic, so..... friendly.

Like this one particular dog. I've made him my friend. Because he's everything I believe a dog to be. Brave and ready to take on life, yet gentle and playful. He mainly reminded me of our pet dogs here at home. This charismatic dog's name is Chance.

He has an interesting story. remember last December? Remember that typhoon down in Cagayan? Sendong was it? Chance was a survivor of that tragedy. PAWS volunteers took him and three other dogs I think, back here in Manila where they were rehabilitated. The other dogs brought from Cagayan have already been adopted. Chance is the only one left.

He's really a great dog. He's my friend. When we both get tired from walking around the PAWS grounds, we would sit out in front of the Conference Center and I would tell him my problems, and my secrets. (I know, it sounds crazy.) But mind you, dogs DO make great company. No wonder a lot of people like them.

They are also great listeners. Once after I told him some of my problems, he licked me in the face. As if to say, it's gonna be alright. He's the only dog apart from my own whom I actually hugged. I love Chance. and whoever might adopt him, will NOT regret it. Hell, if I could, I would've adopted him. But I can't because we already have like four dogs here.

Because of my bonding with Chance, i have grown to love our own dogs too. And still, in my cat lover's opinion,  my Dog, Pippin, is still the best there is. Why? Because he's my dog. and I love him as much as I love Chance the shelter dog.

The picture above is my dog, Pippin. Behind him is Olga. my cousins' dog. I love my Pippin. Thoough I don't show it enough.

It must be strange, having a cat lover talk about dogs in such a positive light. I guess you can say I learned something  new. I now appreciate ALL animals.

I'm gonna continue my work with PAWS. I really enjoy it. I still love cats though....

that's my cat Freddy. He lost an eye. We don't know how. He just came home one night with his right eye bulging out. We took him to the vet. He's now a happy cyclops cat. But we love him just the same.