Allen -
...(525,600 x 23) minutes
...one fathom tall,
...weighs 0.07366071428 tons
...voracious reader
...couch potato
...movie freak
...music
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After a long hiatus from writing, I will return to regularly posting here in my blog. Its quite obvious from my first sentence that my writing has diminished immensely. My writing skills would surely improve as I continue adding post after post. But for now, please bear with my grade 3 style writing.
I missed this.
Updates on my life: (Chelle, I apologize for copying your format. Labyumuah!)
Work
I'm still working for the same Law Firm I was with when I started this Blog. 'Been planning to look for other work but I can't seem to run out of reasons(excuses) not to leave. Maybe only part of me wants to leave. And this part is obviously not convincing enough. I'll figure this out soon. (I hope) I really need the money. I need a new environment. I need co-workers whom I can talk sense to. I've reached the peak of my learning here. Imagine the brain space I'm wasting.
Brain
The latest book I read is The Catcher in the Rye. Cheryl was right. I had common qualities with Holden. I was able to relate to his penchant for promising things and meaning it. But the truth is, its quite far from what I intend to do. Holden lied a lot. Go figure.
I'm almost halfway through By The River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept. I'm having the same experience I did when I read The Celestine Prophecy. I can easily relate to the realizations of the characters. Easy read but very profound insights.
Music
Pursuit of your passion always begins with the first step. The first course of action. This first step has eluded me countless times. Last week, I overcame this first step. I'm now on track to go back to playing music. I'm excited with this new band. Covers include songs from Radiohead and The Beatles.
To be continued...
#Chatroom:
Allen - Philippines: oi sige na. breakfast muna ako.
R.V. - New Zealand: sige lunch na ako.
Cholo - Canada: ok dinner muna ako.
COOL!!!!! langot.
Tuesday night, I found it difficult to sleep. Must be the 3-half mugs of coffee I downed. I channel-surfed and found "Who's Line is It Anyway?". Last episode I watched before that was the one with Robin Williams in it <--- Funny as Hell.
This nights episode = Laugh Trip Galore. Drew had this game where 2 commentator comedians would ask a comedian reporter(played by Collin) about an event. The 2 commentators are able to see what's behind Collin(It turns out to be Collin himself!!!). Collin only sees the green screen.
Questions like "What brought about this big encounter?" and "Are they able to reproduce?" were asked. Collin gave colorful answers like "This was materialized after an event with a bald man" and "I see no conclusion to this any time soon." I needed the pillow to cover my mouth while laughing. BUWAHAHAHA.
All the laughing didn't help my objective to doze off. More channel surfing and I found a Black show on HBO. Supposed to be a big event showcasing four black stand-up comedians before an all-black audience. Bernie Mac was the finale.
I have no idea why I laugh at those racist jokes.
"Black people ain't gonna handle being president.
Secretary of Defense: We need funds for artillery and amunition.
Black President: I got no dough man!!!"
BUWAHIHIHI.
ewan. natawa ako eh. pake niyo? hmp.
I find it VERY difficult to express my love to the ones I TRULY love.
Why?
Because sometimes, they feel otherwise.
Glenn Jones - I Wonder Why
A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret of happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for forty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived.
Rather than finding a saintly man, though, our hero, on entering the main room of the castle, saw a hive of activity: tradesman came and went, people were conversing in the corners, a small orchestra was playing soft music, and there was a table covered with platters of the most delicious food in that part of the world. The wise man conversed with every one, and the boy had to wait for two hours before it was his turn to be given the man's attention.
The wise man listened attentively to the boy's explanation of why he had come, but told him that he didn't have time just then to explain the secret of happiness. He suggested that the boy look around the palace and return in two hours. "Meanwhile I want to ask you to do something", said the wise man, handing the boy a teaspoon that held two drops of oil. "As you wander around, carry this spoon with you without allowing the oil to spill."
The boy began climbing and descending the many stairways of the palace, keeping his eyes fixed on the spoon. After two hours, he returned to the room where the wise man was.
"Well" asked the wise man, "did you see the Persian tapestries that are hanging in my dinning hall? Did you see the garden that took the master gardener ten years to create? Did you notice the beautiful parchments in my library?"
"The boy was embarrassed and confessed that he had observed nothing. His only concern was not to spill the oil that the old man had entrusted to him.
"Then go back and observe the marvels of my world", said the wise man. "You cannot trust a man if you don't know his house."
Relieved, the boy picked up his spoon and returned to his exploration of the palace, this time observing all the works of art on the ceilings and the walls. He saw the gardens, the mountains all around him, the beauty of the flowers, and the taste with which everything had been selected. Upon returning to the wise man, he related in detail everything he had seen.
"But where are the drops of oil I entrusted to you?" asked the wise man.
Looking down at the spoon he held, the boy saw that the oil was gone. "Well there is only one piece of advice I can give you", said the wisest of wise men. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon."
Claire: Well, it's all a big fucking mystery. I mean, it sucks. It sucks to be pretty much in love with a guy who's too fucked up for life, ya know?
Well it sucks to be in love with someone who's in love with a guy who's too fucked up for life!!!
Sibling Revelry
13 april 2003
i just had the most wonderful day (one of pala).
i went out with reggie and others, tinreat ako ng best friend ko, si reg, sa ihaw-balot, somewhere in quezon avenue....la lang. gagabihin ako. i told mamu and papu. i told them not to worry coz ihahatid naman ako ni charlie. charlie was in bulacan doing something productive so usapan namin i'll wait for him then ihahatid nya ko coz alam niya ngang gagabihin ako. natapos kami nila reg around 12 then dumating si charlie around 1230 galing bulacan. derecho na siya kina reg with his bag and stuff.
pagod na pagod ang charlie.
you can see through his eyes that he was really tired. but then he still came at ihahatid ako dito sa bahay. i insisted na wag na. sabi ko (as usual, ang matapang na kendi) wag na kaya ko naman. coz i am an experienced commuter and i am not afraid of danger. so pilit-pilit. he still wanted to come with me to bicutan. eh nanalo ko. so uwi na sya. sakay na ko ng bus. upo ako sa gitna. binuksan ko zipper ng bag ko. kumuha ako ng pamasahe...
WAAAAAG!!!
hinablot yung bag ko ng isang *@!#*+$! lalaki. lumingon sa'kin lahat ng tao sa bus. lumingon lang. bow. so tayo ako. takbo. hinabol ko yung *@!#*+$! lalaking humablot ng bag ko. aba! pagbaba ko may kasabwat pala siya. mejo clean cut naman siya. di tulad nung *@!#*+$! lalaking humablot ng bag ko. pero gusto rin siyang tatawing *@!#*+$!. so dalawa silang *@!#*+$! lalaking hinabol ko. sigaw pa rin ako ng WAAAAAG! parang pelikula ni sharon cuneta ang dating. lahat ng tao sa bus, sa hintayan ng bus, pati sa kabilang kanto -- sila ang bumili ng ticket ng latest movie ni ate shawie (which is me) at patuloy lang na nanood ng eksenang iyon, eksenang hindi lang pala sa pelikula nangyayari. so eneweyz, habol pa rin. hanggang sa loob ng skwateran hinabol ko sila. aba! e bag ko yun e. nandun lahat ng pagkasenti ko sa buhay. ganun kasi ako. gusto dala ko palagi ang mumunting handog at alaala ng mga mahal ko sa buhay -- unang bigay sa akin ng s.o. (significant other f.y.i.) ko, pamaypay na may japanese men na mukhang women; pinakagwapong picture ng kuya kong nagngangalang allen; shempre ang family picture, mejo bata pa kami noon pero cute kasi kami lahat dun, nakakaloko; picture (pa rin) ng paborito kong pamangkin; 2 3.5 diskets na pinahiram sa kin ni reg (see second paragraph of the article) na matagal ko ng kinakantahan sa kanya, ang laman ay (drumrolls)......games hehe; emergency money na bigay ng nanay ko na pinilit kong hindi gastusin kasi sabi nya wag daw pagkat taong pitaka yun, for emergency use only...hayun naemergency ng mga *@!#*+$! lalaking yun; jaket na hiniram ko lang sa housemate ko at kung anu-ano pang kasentihan -- bell na maliit, 10 cents, white flower, band aid, cutter (na sana ay panghiwa ng ngalangala ng sinumang babarubal sa'kin e.g. *@!#*+$! lalaking yun), at kung anu-ano pang kasentihang ako lang ang makakaunawa/makakaramdam/malulungkot pag nawala.huhuhu.kumbaga sa scrap book ng iba, sa bag na dala ko at ang mga laman nito magagawa na ang isa hanggang tatlong kabanata ng buhay ko. shempre, hindi mawawala ang mga valuables na pwedeng palitan ngunit dugo't pawis at uhog muna ang tatagaktak -- sss card, cellphone na kakapagawa pa lang ng tatay ko (sayang may one month warranty pa naman yun, eh nasira ulit hwahahaha), advantix camera ng nanay ko na kinuha ko pa sa pinaggalingan dahil gagamitin namin bukas (birthday celebration kasi ng kuya kong nagngangalang chuck), kaisa-isang i.d. na tinatanggap sa mga institusyong may karatulang "no i.d. no entry", mga susi sa lahat ng lock sa buhay ko at wallet.
malamang matindi ang pangangailangan ng mga *@!#*+$! lalaking yun. wish ko lang na sana ipambili na lang nila ng masasarap na chibog yung pera, magkodakan sila dun sa camera, mamaypay pag mainit at isuot ang jaket pag malamig, ipantawag ang natitirang load (na kakaload ko nga lang pala! ay, talaga naman oo!) sa mga mahal nila sa buhay at sabihing "oh, mahal ko sa buhay, ok lang ako ha. nakakain naman ako ng masarap ngayon. may nasnatch kasi akong bag kanina. sige, tawagan na lang kita a little later, have to call pa my other mahal sa buhay eh". hay. sana nga ganun ang gawin nila.
kasi ngayong wala na sa akin ang mga bagay (as in tangible things) na yun, ipagluluto pa rin ako ng masarap na chibog ng nanay ko, kasama ko pa rin ang mga taong kakodakan kong nandun sa mga pictures, may masisilungan pa rin akong maayos na house at maaliwalas na home pag mainit, may yayakap pa rin sa'kin pag malamig, at kahit walang cellphone, nandito pa rin ang mga mahal ko sa buhay.
"ok lang yan, kends. buti hindi ka nila sinaktan."
- knd
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- People think it must be fun to be a super genius, but they don't realize how hard it is to put up with all the idiots in the world.
The Indispensable Calvin and Hobbes, p105-3
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