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Journey through the Decade! *snorts*


Onore, Dikeidooooooo!!!

Sabi ko sa last blog ko, mag a update na uli ako kahit twice a month, ang lagay eh, inabot ako ng 6 years para makapag post ulet. Hahahaha! But well well, wadaya know, 10 years na pala tong blog ko na ito! Haha!

May nagbabasa pa kayao dito?

Anyways, ayun. Marami na naganap. Met new friends, lost some of the old ones, Schroedinger’s MJ na din ako (I may or may not be the same MJ from 10 years) but one thing is for sure, I’m still the same lazy ass, childish, spontaneous guy from then till now.

I hope I can keep this up. Will try to post na talaga. Madami na akong backlogs ng kwento and random musings na walang readily makikinig so I think it’s a good thing na nabuhay ko itong blog ko. Hahaha!

So yeah. Hanggang dito muna.

See ya, Ciao!

Hello World… Part 2.

Oh wow. It’s been 2 years since my last post. Will start to write again.

Pipilitin ko na uli magsulat kahit twice a month. Hehe!

So yeah… Happy New Year sa lahat and hello world! Ang isdang nalulunod ay muling magbabalik para magkwento ng mga walang kwentang pangyayari o bagay sa inyong lahat!! 😀

Random post.. Random blah..

I was supposed to write on my journal tonight kaya lang… NAWAWALA YUNG BOLPEN KO!!!! Kaasar lang.

So ayun, I started writing a journal again. Well, di naman yun regular thing. I just write pag lang wala akong makausap na matino and just to pour my feelings out. At daghil nga nawawala yung bolpen ko, dito ako sa blog ko magsusulat.. Err.. Magta-type. Haha! Forgive the randomness.. :p

Naisipan ko panoorin uli yung video na Strangers…Again by Wongfu Productions. Yung video is about the stages of a romantic relationship. From meeting to breaking up. As I was watching it, naisip ko na hindi lang din siya for couple kundgi para din sa magkakaibigan. Sabi nga, “All things come to an end, even the good ones.”. And I now truly believe na kahit ang isang magandang pagsasamahan, mapa-romantic man o magkaibigan, nagtatapos din kung may mag-gi-giveup when problem arises on their relationships.

It takes two to tango. Hindi pwedeng isa lang ang gumagalaw sa isang relasyon. Hindi pwedeng ikaw lang tanggap ng tanggap. Dapat marunong ka din magbigay. Hindi pwedeng ikaw lang ang nagsasalita, dapat marunong ka din makinig.

Nakakalungkot lang kasi isipin kung bakit kailangang magtapos ang isang magandang pagsasamahan dahil lamang naging masyado na kayong kumportable sa isa’t-isa and took your partner (or friend) for granted. Naiintindihan ko ang hiwalayan kung nambabae/nanlalake, or sadyang nakahanap na ng iba or namatay yung partner or something. Pero yung maghihiwalay dahil lang sa hindi lagi natetext, natatawagan, nasusundo ng tama sa oras. Mga ganung chu chu. Mga petty things. That’s bull. Sobrang immature. Kaasar lang.

Siguro sasabihin saken nung iba, those little things matter because that defines who or what your partner really is. I somehow agree pero is that really a reason para matapos ang isang relasyon? I think not. Maliit na nga bagay nga eh, bakit kailangan pang palikihin? Kaya nga nauso yung salitang compromise di ba? Para san pa at naging mag boypren at gelpren kayo kung hindi kayang pag usapan ang mga maliliit na problema? Yun lang naman. Haha!

Okay. I think I’m already derailed from my original thought but I hope I was able to deliver my thoughts para sa mga nagbabasa netong blog ko. Haha! Anyways, yun lang. Wala na ako uli maisip na isusulat.

Sa mga makakabasa neto, I leave you this question from a movie I saw: “Is it possible to love someone and never be afraid of losing them?”. Ciao! n__n

On being “alonely” and moving on.

8 years and 5 months.. That’s how long I am alone. When I say alone, I meant not being in a relationship. Not that I’m already complaining but I just feel bad. I feel that I will never be as happy again as I was back then. Maybe because I kept on reminiscing about my one true love that I was never able to move on from her again. I may be happy and all laughs when I’m out, talking with my friends but when I’m alone, I think of her. I miss the times we shared together. I miss everything about her. Heck, at times, I really wish I’m beside her. Wherever she is right now, I know she’s happy.

I don’t know why I bothered writing how I feel right now. You see, back then, when I’m like this, I used to call up some of my friends who really knows me and knows EVERYTHING. Pero syempre, hindi naman forever na ganun. I eventually stopped calling them. Nowadays, when I’m all depressed and everything, I lock myself up in my room, watch TV and roll on the bed then cry myself to sleep and when I wake up, BAM. Parang walang nangyari. But I’ve got to admit, that helped. I was able to stand on my own and learned that hindi forever na makikinig saken ang mga friends ko. I don’t know, maybe it’s just me.

Now, I am happy even though I’m alone. I lost a part of me. I lost the girl I loved so much, but I learned to love myself even more. Ganun ata talaga, they said that “When a door closes, a window opens.”. Back then, I don’t know what that means. Going through the pain of losing her then jumping right back up made me realize that I was so stupid, moping around for years without looking at the other side, ignoring the other things that really cared for me. I learned how to stand up on my own, beat myself up just to get me on the right track again.

So where am I going to with this post? Beats me. I will never be able to explain this clearly. I just spurt nonsense when I’m like this so to whoever is reading this, I’m sorry. Teehee!


To the Silver couple, Congratulations!!

Today will mark my Mom and Dad’s 25th year of being together.

Imagine, 25 years of living together and raising 3 adorable children. Yep. I still consider myself adorable, thank you very much.

I am so proud that they are still together and living happily in one roof. I know that they may not be the perfect couple but I can confidently say that they are THE BEST COUPLE that I had ever seen.

Marami na silang pinagdaanan na trials but still, they stood together and faced everything head on and now, they are reaping what they sow. Naging blessings sila hindi lang sa aming magkakapatid kundi na rin sa ibang tao. I am truly blessed dahil naging anak nila ako, kami and I will forever be grateful that they have loved me and my siblings and provided for us.

Ma and Pa, I wish you ALL the best in the world. I hope and pray that you will stay the same for the next 25 years uli. Hehe!

Wala na po ako masabi kaya hanggang dito na lang. Basta, I love them both so much!!

Again, Happy SILVER anniversary Mama and Papa! I love you!! 😀

My family! Happy anniversary Mama and Papa!!!

An Ode to the Nice Guys… At ang pagbabalik ng nalulunod na isda. :)

Woot! A 3-month hiatus from the blogging world. Nyehehe! Nawalan kasi ako ng reason para magsulat, but here I am now. Nagbabalik para muling paandarin ang mapurol kong utak. Nyehehe!! At sa aking pagbabalik, I would like to share this note I saw from one of my friends’ page at Facebook. Enjoy reading! 🙂


Ode to the Nice Guys

This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003