Sunday, October 8, 2006

Okay talaga ang #7.

What you see is not always what you get.

Simple lang ang pangarap ko sa buhay. "Maging masaya."

Pero pano ba maging masaya? Para sakin, gusto ko lahat ng gusto ko nakukuha ko. Gusto ko ng kotse, ng sariling bahay, ng mataas na posisyon sa isang research at development institute. Kailangan ko ng pera at ng autoridad. Para makuha ko toh, kailangan kilala ako. Kailangan may hanapbuhay akong makakapaglago sa aking kalagayan. Para makamtan ko ito, dapat may pinag-aralan ako. Dapat mataas ang makuha kong marka sa graduation at dapat makatopnotch sa boards. Para mangyari ito, dapat mag-aral ako ng mabuti. Dapat maayos ang grades sa lahat ng subjects. Dapat present sa lahat ng klase.

Simple lang ang pangarap ko sa buhay. Pero komplikado ang daan papunta rito.

Sana di ako maligaw.

Friday, October 6, 2006

Sino ako? Hindi, prutas!

What you see is not always what you get.

Nakakainis isipin na lahat ng tao pare-pareho. Siguro nga hindi naman totoo talaga 'yun kasi ang turo sa atin, "we are all unique in our own ways." Siguro nga mas-okay na rin na pareho ang lahat ng tao sa mga ibang bagay.

Isipin mo na lang, ang kapitbahay mo hindi tumatae (kasi unique nga siya). Eh di maiinggit ka kasi hindi na niya kailangang magbawas pa. Kapag nasa harap ka ng computer at jebs na jebs ka na, kailangan mo munang mag-CR. Eh yung kapitbahay mo, kahit na ilang oras pa yang magbabad sa computer, walang jebs break 'yan! O, naiinggit ka na ba?

Ito pa, kung ang iba may buntot at ang iba wala, eh di magkakainggitan na naman.
"Hah! Ako may buntot ikaw wala! Behlat!"
"Okay lang at least ako may ala-Wolverine na kamay! Kalmutin ko yang buntot mo eh!"
o kaya
"Uy sis, tignan mo si CHakaChuva. Bakit sa dinami-dami ng taong (tao pa ba to) na bibigyan ng ganyan kagandang mukha sa pwet, siya pa! It's so unfair!"


Ganyan marahil ang kalalabasan ng buhay ng mga tao-yata kung unique tayo sa pisikal na anyo. Malamang kailangan uling mag-aral ni Dr. Viki Belo ng bagong paraan ng plastic surgery. Marami sigurong gustong magpadagdag ng pangatlong boob!

Sa panloob naman, naranasan niyo na ba makarinig ng taong nagsasabi - "Alam mo, naaalala ko sa'yo 'yung kapatid ng pamangkin ng auntie ng papa ng kaklase ng housemate ng boyfriend ng ate ko. Grabe! Parehong pareho kayo sa ugali! Lalo na 'yang pagkacorny niyo!"

Ano? Matutuwa ba kayo at may kapareha raw kayo na isang taong nabubuhay rin sa iyong inaapakang lupa? Masaya bang isipin na hindi lang ikaw ang ganon? Na baka hindi lang isa ang kapareha mo at marami pang anuman-ang-pangalan-mo sa mundo?

Malay ko sa'yo pero ako, nalulungkot. Eh sa katawan pareho-pareho lang tayo, pati ugali mo kukunin pa? Sobra naman na ata yon diba?

Pero sabi nga nila, sa karanasan daw kayo magkakatalo. Bakit, naranasan na ba niyang kumain ng saging na nakasabit ang paa sa puno ng mangga sa bakuran ng tiyuhin namin? Aba! Talagang masho-shock ako kung nagawa na niya un! Nasubukan na rin ba niyang paghabulan siya ng mga prinsipe/prinsesa dahil sa kanyang angking ganda/poginess? Ay teka, panaginip lang pala yun. Pero kahit na, napanaginipan na ba niya yon? Hindi pa diba?

Ang buhay parang mangga. Sa una maasim. Pero pag hinintay mong mahinog, matamis na siya. Ano ibig sabihin? Kayo na mag-interpret.

Basta ako, marami pang gagawin.. Baboosh!

Thursday, October 5, 2006

My Better-Late-Than-Never Sorry

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My hormones were never reliable when it comes to decision-making. Who ever claimed it would be? Let me change that: My decisions in the past were all based on hormones. Rationality then was not my best partner. I think it felt left out and really took his leave.


Want Monica wants, she gets. What she wants to do, she does. No more thinking. And if I do think, that is just to convince me that what I want to do is what I shoul do. Crazy, huh? (Yep! That's me, Ahma cRrazythinker!) I was selfish then, too. I didn't care who I trampled with, who I hurt just so long as my desires are met. I was cruel. But mind you, my cruelty was hidden behind the not-really-sweet-but-will-do-nothing-bad persona. (HAHA! You might think I'm that bad) It's not that I have killed somebody or anything. It's is just that I think it was mean for me to drove the guard mad because he won't let me out during lunchbreaks. I was mean to my classmates who were boisterously having fun in the back of the classroom. I was bossy to the members when it came to group presentations. I was harsh. I even left other people thinking of things they want to do to me short of murder. I knew that. It made me sad.


I would like to apologize to everyone I've bullied or pushed around during our high school (even elementary) years. :

1. Andren Bernardo - First year, Dalton. I never got the chance to show him how much I've changed since he moved to another school. It actually sucks because when we accidentaly meet, I don't know if I should greet him the way I do with my friends (acting like I didn't curse him so loud his face turned red of humiliation!) or just ignore him. I'm sorry. I forgive you for that sh*tt*ng pen you had who caused my being called a Dalmatian in class. ^_^


2. Gregor Something - Grade School, Ednas. I'm sorry I always got mad whenever you tease me with Ariel. That sucked then but I guess I just didn't know how to react with that. I was a late bloomer, you see. And I don't know much about crush-thingies back then. I am sorry I pulled your hair and made your eyes swell up. Ate Rosa (fetcher? that's what we used to call it) told me your mom saw me do that and I feel really bad.


3. Sarah Terrado - Grade School, Ednas. Oooh! I would like to apologize a hundred times for making fun of you in school, a thousand times for the times we fooled you and ordered you around, and a million times for not realizing, even a girl like you (whose been trampled on so many times) can change and be someone. Those were only few of my errors and I am truly sorry. I am also sorry for what you've done with your life right now. You could have been a good girl - a better person. But you chose the way of the smokers, drinkers and easy women. I know you can still change. I just hope it's not too late.


4. Boys in High School - sorry for being such pain in the ass - killing your fun. I am sorry I tried shushing you in class even when a teacher is not around. I apologize for all the remarks I've delivered that made you want to kill me (ESPECIALLY RON).


OMG! I'm late for class!!

Wednesday, October 4, 2006

Where is my hug?

What you see is not always what you get.

Back in high school, hugs were nothing but a habit. Some still think it awkward to give people some body contact even if they frequently hangout together. AS for me, high school was a hug-all-you-like era which only, of course, is given to those whom I care the most.

Of course, I loved hugging my girl friends. My fellow badings! We were always in group hugs because when two are hugging, one or two more would like to join in. I miss the group hugs, guys!

My hug-shy boys! Of course, these are my guy buddies! I remember when we used to hug them all the time and I know they were quite irritated already but, what the heck!, we are transparent and we don't give a damn what others might think. It's you guys! It's not as if we hug guy strangers, you know. I miss my guy hugs.

Who else do I hug? I remember that I also loved hugging my Hannah Banana! My oh-don't-mess-with-me-or-I'll-throw-you-to-China Hannah! I loved hugging her soft and supple body! (haha! seems like pornography! nuh-uh!) She just appears as if a hug-me-now kind of person who can make you feel happy. I don't know. That's just me, I guess.

I have also hugged a lot of people outside my little barkada including goodbye hugs, welcome back hugs, don't-cry-now hugs, and many more. Though they may be vague now, I still like to think I have made a difference in a way. Most importantly, I hope they felt what I was trying to imply.

Hugs, in high school, were taken for granted. How I wish I could return to those days when hugs were the only gesture needed to express all the things we want to say.


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