Retrospects and Nothigness

Yellpw on Black! It's an effective output method I learned from onw pf my teachers, "EWT", also known as the Pigeon King..Hehe...


I've no plan for this particular post..I'll just type whatever comes to mind...

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Subo kabuhi kun wala laptop?

Indi man gid ah,may PC man ko...

Subo kabuhi kun wala salakyan?

Para sa akon,huo...Indi ko mayo ka lagaw2x on my own sa layo nga luger nga wala ga sakay sa jeep....Dasun kun me date, saw kahuluya man kun indi mu xa pag dul-ong sila balay...(maski pwede man na nga ma taxi kami)

Subo kabuhi kun wala barkada?

Maski kaya ku mag push through sa college nga wala may gina upod, subo2 na ya..Ma buang ka na ya nga wala updon sa kun anu man da ang hilikutun mu...

Subo kabuhi kun wala cellphone?

Indi SUBO, pero BUDLAY. Kun si Harvey Golez pa mag hambal, "Ang cellphone nag evolve na into a NECCESSITY.

Subo kabuhi kun wala ipod, mp4, etc?

Pwede ka lang gid ka pamati radyo. May mabatian kapa da nga talawaan nga pamangkot parehas sang "Nakita nang iyong gf na single ang status mo sa Friedster. ANONG GAGAWIN MO?"

Subo kabuhi kun wala nobya?

Contrary to popular belief, para sa akon, indi. Sunlog2x lang na sang iban. Pati ka na sa ila. Kun single man sila kag ikaw ang ga sunlog, lantawun ta kun indi man sila mag lala-in. Pero kun naka nobya ka na after dugay2x na nagtiempo, anu ayhan ang kalipay mo. Ma hibi ka guro. Delaying gratification kun baga. Dason isipon mu man. Kun wala ka da may gina lambing 2x sa U-Cafe or sa SD online, namin sina pigaw ka? INDI!! Kun genius ka,genius ka gid ya. Kun maro ka, maro ka gid ya. Kun gwapo ka, gwapo ka gid ya, indi lang para sa ila ya eh... Isipun mu man kun kaya sang wallet mu mag miga. Ang tiempo mu pa gid-masyado ka constrained. Mu na nag dapat ka maka kita tawu nga worth it gid nga i give-up mu ang tanan nga freedom kag datung para sa iya. Kundi nami, no?

Subo kabuhi kun wala Diyos?

SIYEMPRE gid eh. Empty ang kabuhi nga wala Diyos.

Tama na na guro ah...Damu gid ko himuon sa sem break. Nag ininto pa ang PC ko, na infect sang Hiligaynon virus...Tapuson ko pa ang TSC kag si Charnaiz mabalik pa daan kay mahimu ko comics niya liwat...

Ti sige ah....Babay!

The Mad Stereotyper

Let it be known that I am a mad stereotyper. These are some of the things I would subconsciously prefer when making decisions...Mostly, stereotypes are just about feelings.Well, let's put it to the test.

Stereotype home: The kind of place which gives a cozy feel..SPACIOUS...Adorned with a contemporary theme...A house that can project a blessed and prayerful environment.

Stereotype car: A simple ISUZU Crosswind. Or something better but structured like it.

Stereotype shirts: Red, white or black shirts with abstract or intricate designs. Or those with catchy, whimsical or downright humorous quotes.

Stereotype stereotype: The stereotype that displays my uniqueness to the maximum level, but falls way short of discrimination.

Stereotype friends: HELL NO! Invalid category!!I'm civil to everyone, friendly to almost everyone, hostile to those who start it first.

Stereotype weather: The kind of sun that makes your mind feel like a well-oiled engine just raring to go....

Stereotype music: Combined melodies and lyrics whose feel and message I totally agree with.

Stereotype job: A position of power wherein I can feel the worth of all the hipponess in high school and college. I don't want to be a shrew, however. I want a job wherein I can spread the love around(I can't believe I just said that)

Stereotype gadgets: The best or close to the best.

HERE IT GOES...

Stereotype girl(physical): Priti...LONG HAIR--I have an unkillable thing for that...A half-head shorter than me....Hygienous(is there a word?)...Very huggable...moist doe-eyed eyes...Dresses from her SOUL.

Stereotype girl(..........):Intelligent enough to know what "juxtaposition" and "concatenate" mean--KIDDING! Just intelligent enough to know how to pronounce "ambiguity" and knows just the estimated number of the world's population to the nearest billion. Excellent music taste. Versatile outlook on life. The girl who can know how much I f**kin" love her and who will love me for that. The one who can see the hurt in my eyes no more than I can see the hurt in hers. Oh, and the girl wo knows how to make pizza..If not, well, that's OKAY.


That's just about it.

How,Why,What Next

My first blog!Well,what would be an appropriate topic to start things right?Well........Of the many topics that run through my beautiful brain everyday, I'll pick the one that I'm always so vocal about in school and which I'm so OC about....The TSC! (No, not that literature series I'm writing which also has the same name..TSC refers to the new idealogy I have these days whose origin I will try to speculate in this blog)

So, how did I come up with my seemingly inexhaustible supply of pure quality willpower and my new notion of thinking that has changed so much more than I ever expected?

2nd year was a painful year for me. The Hellhounds suffered a tragic schism early on as someone whom I thought would stick all the crap out with us till the glorious end left the group...And so, did I put the thoughts of her aside and strive to be a better person?HELL NO!! I deteriorated inwardly as faster than you can say "Hounds Of Hell..." i was a certifed LOSER--and not even the humorous witticism of Sunny Tan, the success of the Nanawatai play or my debauched birthday bash could make me forget that thought..I always knew back then I was being a LOSER, but then didn't have any MOTIVATION to do anything about it...

When I think about it now, I can't believe how "colorful" the last year has been. I got a severe case of the hickies, I cut myself like a certified emo, played hookey extensively for even minor subjects such as RS and Filipino. What else?Oh yeah! I freakin' FAILED calculus!!!It's a wonder I didn't go along with my other classmates who fell victim to the Shifting Crisis during the sem break...

And now to the second semester..Fresh new start, right?New section to be with right? Big opportunity to get to know the girl who makes my cardiovascular system awry better,right? Here it goes again:HELL NO!!! Academically, well I did good---only in Calculus that is. For the rest of my glorious subjects, I was as serious about them as a hippo agreeing to go on a date with an anaconda. I simply couldn't care less...

Here is the part were it starts to sound emo, but this is just to communicate the facts as clearly as possible. I felt back then that I wasn't as significant to others as I had been in the past....I felt that I had wasted an awfully large amount of time, that I had wasted all my opportunities to prove myself to her(which is true), I felt that I wasn't exercising my intellectual prowess to the maximum(Hell, i'm not even sure if I used it at all)...I knew that I was in the nadir of my college life, and it was all caused by me...And not even Hahmoudi's song at Jomabo, the wild night of Monika's debut or the FARM sessions could make me forget that...

Finally, i had to fall. It just had to happen. A pretty bad fall, at that. And it happened at the end ofthe long and disappointing year---during the PE camp....Well, this girl gave me a message--through our mutual friends--that she doesn't want anything to have to do with me...So there...Yup, it hurt like hell(ego and stubborn pride can only take so much), but it wasn't the same old hurt....It was something different....And at that moment all the crap I had done throughout the year reverbated through my brain like a typhoon...It was a sick feeling---sort of like the feeling you get when---Hell,even now I can't describe it properly....

And so, unknown to me at that time...The TSC had started...But more will be revealed in the second part of this rant, synopsis, soliloquy or whatever you may call it...Sorry guys, it's a really busy week...

But be sure to catch the continuation of this blog...I haven't even got to the kernel of my story yet...

Goodbye-or as good as it gets...

(posting process initiated)