harmonize

I've something to say but it's better if I keep it to myself.

alone at 8:11 PM (3) comments

valentine's day

Yesterday, I was having a boring conversation with my friend Mr. Lemon about Valentine's day. He was telling me about how he doesn't feel anything special when ever that day comes. I could've agreed with him on that but something came out of me, something that also caught me by surprise. A short excerpt from our lovely conversation:

Pauwi na, galing sa school.
Mr. Lemon: Parang wala naman akong nararamdaman pag valentine's day eh; prang wala lang.
Me: haha. oo nga..
Mr. Lemon: I mean, there's nothing special. It's just like any other day.
Me: Hmmm.. Hindi ah. Parang may mafifeel ka rin naman.. yung kapag patapos na yung valetine's day tapos alam mong wala kang ginawa. Dun mo yata mafifeel e. *laugh laugh laugh*
Mr. Lemon: Ang emo nun pare.
Me: Ah. Sori sori.
Mr. Lemon: Patawa pa yung pagkasabi mo. o_o
Me: . . .

Guess what, I lost my file case again. I also lost her last year and it was around the same month. February. I think it was also near Valentine's day when I lost it. By a weird twist of fate, someone from another school returned it to me, someone I didn't know.

And now, I've lost her again.
I'll look for you again tomorrow.

Happy valentine's day.

alone at 10:45 PM (10) comments

maladjusted

this blog is under an identity crisis

alone at 10:45 PM (0) comments

freedom of rant

Most of you would know that a great number of people are trying to tell their own stories using the world wide web. Infrastructures have been changing, miniaturization is wide spread and digitalization has connected different kinds of media and cultures. We are entering a new age of information technology and the world is shrinking..blah blah blah.. etc^%&@+_~

I would love to go on explaining every single communication theory I know because this could serve as my review for my long test tomorrow, but I wouldn't want to bore readers and bloghoppers (if any) including myself.

I, being lucky enough to be born during the information age, get to use the internet to post videos, news, journals, music and other stuff for my own satisfaction; but there is nothing that annoys me more than people ranting about a video that someone has posted. Yes, the buffoons of youtube.

Honestly, it doesn't make sense. A helpful comment is acceptable, but being such an insensitive fool who comments and tries to put down the people who made the video or the people in it, isn't. Why make such an effort to cuss the world and everyone in it just because the video you watched didn't meet your standards? Who clicked the link anyway?! Youtube isn't the only place where you'd get to encounter these idiots but on almost every site where anyone can post their own comments and ideas.

I think it's the fault of these stupid American-Asians who've nothing to do but get lost in pop-culture. Forgive me for the racist remark but that's what enters my mind whenever I see these snide remarks on the internet. They're the type of people who sit all day in front of the computer, join different chat rooms, use all kinds of chat jargon and post their useless brain-washed opinions on these useless forums.
As they all say, it's really the end of professionalism.
Die devils of Satan.

alone at 9:25 PM (0) comments

what if

What if

What if, what if, what if...

alone at 10:06 PM (0) comments

a brief history of everything

Friday.guitar.Jollibee.starwars.Histo essay.happy bday emz.icecream.cielos.theo meeting.
how do you feel about the group. shots.smoke in my eyes.cry. new girlfriend.pananalita sa wikang Filipino.fergilicious.fried chicken.PBA.Play.silence.Abra.laugh trip.orgy.drive.toothbrush.tired.
sleep.

good night

alone at 11:17 PM (0) comments

upstart

just keep on guessing!

alone at 9:33 PM (0) comments

opium fumes

Last week I was thinking about how
religion keeps an individual sane. It's a very atheist approach. Ever since I started theology, I seem to be asking the "wrong questions". I occasionally have these atheist attacks after Mother Yecles' sermons.
Our book describes two ways of asking questions regarding Christian faith; there are the "wrong questions" and the "right questions". Can I just point out that that was the dumbest thing I've ever read from a religion book. It describes the wrong ones as those questions which seek to destroy the faith, alternatively, the right questions are described as those that seek to enrich our faith.
People don't think about what kind of questions they should ask when they want to know something better.

You see, being alone will eventually drive a person crazy. What better thought to keep them happy?
It's believing that someone out there created them who continues to recognize their existence that would keep them in one piece.
When someone stops believing, that's when tragedy comes in. People are finding excuses and things to hold on to when they're in deep shit.
Sorry for the very Karl Marxish viewpoint. Our book makes me ponder on such things.
Remembering my high school days.. It's not the first time.

alone at 10:15 AM (0) comments