a good program gone bootless
before summer this year began, jeni and i has come up with a list of things we wanted to do. i’d like to brand the same as a "summer enhancement program" ( this is an example of a lot of crappy-fun stuff jeni and i do to cope with boredom). we wanted our program to be holistic so we made sure we adopt some kind of an exercise, good diet ( no, i never intended to starve myself.infact my diet consists of eating, eating, eating until i gain at least 20 pounds), regular introspection ( we wanted it to be meditation but you know, we realized that might be biting more than we can chew ), and good dozes of intellectual exercise ( i was under the impression that my growing stupidity and naivete can actually be remedied and i’d be a "ms. clever" after 2 months , hah! )
barely two weeks more and how did we progress so far? as in any activity i involve myself in, this one’s hardly successful. doing the exercise made us cultivate familiarity with the ateneo frogs than actually being in shape, our introspection were spent defending and justifying ourselves for having made bad decisions ( small, medium, large ones ), the mental exercise was aborted after only two debates ( heck, we were intoxicating the kids with our case constructions ! our "monggones",mine most especially is staggering that my conscience stares at me giving a resounding " shame!shame!" and goes on to say " what?! a ms. clever after 2 months? you’re pulling my leg, honey!!!" ).
the only good thing about our summer enhacement program is reading nuri vittachi. his article is a good compromise. when i should be "mattering up " but i desperately want to read an entertainment magazine, he’s the way to go! so entertainingly witty that his jokes are good material for substantiation of a case ( err…ellery apparently has a different view on this… do i actually hear you say " shame!" el? )
so what has gone wrong with the program? i personally think it is okay…it is sustainable, however, the perpetual problem is the "political will" to carry on. How to achieve that is something i have no answer for. i’m a hopeful person though, so let’s see, maybe one of these days the answer will dawn in me. when that happens, jeni and i will be successfully engineered by our "enhancement program".
Uncategorized | Comment (0)argggghhh! (for lack of better title)
just when you thought you’re a-ok already for having successfully pushed some bitter part of life aside, having gotten over what needs be and putting life in proper perspective, something pops on your screen making you vulnerable once again.you get disoriented for awhile and ultimately you lose the sense of security you have been enjoying you thought would last for eternity.but no, such a surprise on your screen has to come after only a month of living a normal life. you wished there’s a pill you can take to dart out these emotional toxins like what fibrosine does to the body but there’s none ( makes you resent magic johnson for having found a philippine herbal medicine that cured him of aids…unfair isn’t it? ).
because fibrosine won’t do, you decide to sip a cup of coffee hoping it’ll soothe you.it’s working fine but you haven’t taken your third sip yet it started to rain making you unbelievably homesick of something or someone you ought not to be if only to prove to yourself, more than anyboby, that indeed you’ve moved on. what’s worse is that you realize, it’s not just about being homesick but being envious as well.a dozen of " if onlys…" busied your mind and no matter what rationalizing you do the same was futile.
the eternal sidekick was right after all, supression is not getting over and vice-versa. next time, listen…some things are solved using a different formula.
Uncategorized | Comment (0)forcing the issue…and you’re in for a major disappointment!
it took forever before i could convince myself to try blogging( thanks to my imaginary friends’ persuasions). i never egged at putting what in writing precisely because i’m hardly a writer. besides want of skill, there are not much experience or inspiration to compliment my eternal impediment to ink something worth showing a friend. my conscience still rebels at the idea of me writing and fate seems to conspire with it ( the pc shut down four times before i could finish the third line!!!) but
hey, it won’t hurt anybody if i force the issue right? ( me sighs however, i wish i could write as well as ador does)….=(