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Monday, February 14, 2005

no longer tired of being alone... :)

most holidays are fun. there aren't any classes, you get a couple'a gifts, pig out--eating basically anything on the buffet table, be it the "garnishings" or the exquisite centerpiece, and get to be with the people you truly love.

perhaps an exception to that rule would be the holiday that most people are celebrating today... valentines. not only does it violate concession number 1 [no classes day--though our classes end earlier today, STILL... there ARE classes], and concession number 3 [if you're out with a guy/girl you're trying to impress, you can't really eat up that much], but also, the greater half of the world's human population DOES NOT get to practice concession number 4 [which is especially essential].

i'm tempted to say that its because some families are SO far apart, the fathers don't get to spend much time with their families, the mothers are away scrubbing the gluts of old ruggamuffins in some godforsaken first world country, and the children are frolickin in college. BUT sadly, it does not take dramatic soap-opera-ish situations like the aformentioned to "un-enable" concession number 4.

usually, its just another case of she likes him he doesn't like her or he likes her she doesn't like him. so a lot of us [yes, i feel your pain!] spend vday holed up in our dark depressing moldy rooms, eating junkfood, and watching re-runs of friends, the bold and the beautiful, bay watch, or old pinoy romantic flicks on cinemaone. and as we get another few pounds overweight, the apples of our eyes are out there seducing some other young buck, and basically being selfish cold hearted jerkazoids.

but i must ask: why?! why do we need to wallow in misery each and every vday that goes by in vain? we are young [okay, that really doesn't apply to ALL, but what the ei!], single, and independent! and we should be PROUD and happy!

at least hindi tayo gagastos ng limpaklimpak na salapi para sa isang gabi kung saan magbobolahan tayo at ang ating mga significant other. at saka hindi na tayo kailangan pang mag-ayos ng napakapormal at bongga para lang magpaganda para sa mga nilalang na hindi naman gaano mapapansin ang kaibahan ng itsura natin ng araw na ito sa mga nakalipas nang panahon.

duh-vah?

haha!

~*~

i have this strong feeling that he KNOWS. he knows EVERYTHING... probably he reads my blog [ookay, uber far-fetched pero whatever], or he's a psychic... pero super, ang lakas ng feeling ko.

just so you know dude... i'm over you! and you should be happy! one less psychotic stalker chick after ya. ;)

so don't get your head all inflated, ayt? you're cute, but not THAT cute.

...and happy valentines! enjoy your day with your... beautiful date.

~*~

wasn't able to greet my barkada happy valentines day. later. promise. ;p

God is GOOD, God is Great! mwahahaha.

~*~

"I am going to sit here with you by the river. If you go home to sleep, I will sleep in front of your house. And if you go away, I will follow you--until you tell me to go away. Then I'll Leave. But I have to love you for the rest of my life..." -By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept [Paulo Coelho]

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==:::A Few Friendly Reminders from your Resident Sane Psycho:::==

life is an unequivocally fast paced string of events, where the essence of a lifetime can be captured in a single breath, love can develop in a second, and where a long journey can feel like just another ride in the metro rail...

so put on your pink tinted glasses, wear your cheesiest smile. life's too short and much too precious to waste with the frivolities of a shallow existence.

let's limbo!

change is the only constant thing in life.

though it is most difficult to cope with change, we must.

it is survival. it is evolution.

but then again,

what if this change is brought about by paranormal sensations and emotions, unforeseen circumstances, hormonal imbalances, and... the weather?

what if this change is caused by things that are not things. forces that are immaterial?

how do we cope?

how do we end the relentless and crazed see-saw of intense emotions churning deep within us?

how do we stop misery?

how do we prolong happiness?

with a four millimeter bullet?

with a cup of peppermint-tasting cyanide?

with prayer?

i don't know.

i can't even begin to pretend to know, or to comprehend.

and i'm sure,

neither can you.

and it scares me.

it scares us.

that this we cannot understand.

everything else --science, mathematics, ratios, proportions, wars, peace talks, chocolate sprinkles and gum drops, ponies and rabbits, Nobel awards-- we know.

but this,

this simple shift of light and darkness,

this slight distinction,

this sudden rearranging of matter, molecules, and sensations.

this indescribable phenomena.

this we cannot even begin to grasp.

illogical, senseless, strange, odd.

fleeting, momentous, gargantuan, colossal.

what is the meaning behind this change in mood? in feeling?

what is the real root? the common cause?

perhaps we have been doomed to be this way.

to not understand.

to be left in the dark.

doomed to be able to adapt with everything else but this simple swing.

this simplistic issue.

never to find a way to evolve around it.

but perhaps.... in this case,

evolution is not survival.

for if you can just grin and bear it.

take it for what it is.

let go of the logic behind it.

perhaps then, survival is possible.

change is not imperative.

accepting is a prerogative, the answer, the key.