major disappointment
dang it, i didn’t know friendster blog does not keep an archive of entries. it automatically deletes previous posts…we’re actually limited to only 14 posts, anything beyond that is gone to neverland…sheesh
Uncategorized | Comments (2)not my day!
the ateneo fiesta 2005 has officially kicked off yesterday and boy was i unlucky .admittedly the fiesta seemed to have started slow but i was in high spirit nonetheless.the spirit meter ( if there is such a thing ) went down gradually.
first, it rained…it had to when i was wearing flipflops( thanks to the muddy water, my newly pedicured toe nails got soaked to their ugliest ) and wasn’t bringing any head gear. second, despite the rain i was bent on joining the parade not because we were required but i just felt like joining the parade.it’s a bit odd because i never liked that idea. yesterday however i was 100% into it i even wore this balloon wreath, i stuck tiny silver stars on my cheeks, i had those neon light bracelets and my "torotot" already only to be told i shouldn’t join because i wasn’t wearing a black shirt ( me stupid, i forgot my shirt ).
then there’s this cheerdance competition everyone is waiting to see…as in people can make up tons of excuses which are by the way lame to the maximum level just to get to the MPCC. i wasn’t worried about getting in because i had an ID. i am not even complaining i became instant marshall last night.it’s really no biggie.what was really irritating were these people wanting to get in even when admonished it wasn’t time for anyone to be admitted yet…hah and there’s this faggot who kept complaining ,throwing harsh words, demanding the head of the committee like he’s some important shit whose whining need to be addressed. he managed to get in but not without some tongue lashing and finger pointing at his face ( see i’m evil ). no matter how gratified i felt for having given a dose of his own medicine it didn’t change things…the day was rotten for me. i had laughs, his and hellos from friends and acquaintances but i was freakin’ mad the whole time. it wasn’t easy being nice to people when under such circumstance….
but a friend will say ” but God is eternal " so i’m hoping things get better…i have 7 more days to enjoy what….
Uncategorized | Comments (5)about blogging…
despite my ultra busy schedule this semester, i’m surprised i still can check everybody’s ( as in my friends’) blog. these last two days i’ve had a variety of comments( unsolicited ) regarding blogging….
last night i met a friend who has been hybernating for the longest time. i asked him " ting, quetal? nuay mas man ‘tu escribi, yan check ‘yo ‘tuyu blog amo pa lang…." he smiled at me and said " blogging is for people who are bored…" i wanted to protest…i think i did but i can’t remember now. he proceeded and said "…dialo (nusabe yo spelling) lang…bien high pa gat kame ara…si mansubside ya, man update lang ‘yo"….
earlier on the same day, while i was well reading another friend’s blog, i saw an ad of a once very special person to me…he too has a blog now….i couldn’t control my nerves from spying i finally gave in …i read him.the site is pretty but i was a bit aghast at this particular entry. he vehemently protests this whole idea of bloggers confessing how much they love their partners.
i personally have a problem with bloggers who post lyrics of songs or poems authored by another without laying any predicate or giving annotation but in the name of self expression i can relent. at the end of the day, no matter how we complain about someone else’s entry or non-entry, it really is upto them as they are masters of their sites and such being the case we, people like me should just keep our opinions to ourselves….
Uncategorized | Comments (3)some whining
is it me or is it just that people, who tell you "you mean the world to me" but hurry to leave at the sight of a really difficult situation are stupidly immature?
i hate that this entry should be so angsty and bitter but what the hell! it’s just that it’s suffocatingly irritating when you find people who without batting an eyelash tell you things capable of constricting vital organs in the body and promising you stars, moon, blackholes and what have you causing your temperature to rise drastically. it’s a beautiful feeling of course but not when you notice that these oh-so-sweets seem to fail to deliver upon their promises, that all they are capable of doing is making you blush. duh, you can’t forever be stuck in that high schoolish stage. there are levels waiting to be explored and there is such a thing called growth.
i think that if one is incapable of making true his/her word, he/she should just better not say anything. making another person feel good does not necessitate colossal lies. okay fine, occassional flatteries is acceptable ( some argue its necessary ) but lies and flatteries are two uber different things.
some people are okay with being told things without tinge of sincerity but there are some who are totally on the other side, those kind who trust essentially because they are the kind who would not indiscriminately say things for the heck of it but weigh the consequences of their words and actions as such translate to respect for the other person and the relationship itself. Unlike some people, the latter are the kinds who do not get into relationships because they’re not used to being single so they take anybody who comes along…there are those who get into the relationship because they have the right reasons for doing so.
what’s my problem? well, people who can do no more than lip service, back off!
Uncategorized | Comments (2)surprise, surprise!!!
like i said before i never am a writer…i just do not have the friggin talent or skill, it’s not ascribed and neither will it be achieved in this lifetime or the next that is why i am forever jealous of people who CAN write. i have been criticized by a few friends for being so uncreative and bland in my blog…i am not complaining.it’s a plain and simple truth. i opened my account yesterday and i felt excited and tensed at the same time . surprise, surprise! someone i know and am good friends with ( at least in my perspective that’s the case) posted comments on my last entry. this person is someone whose writing i enjoy reading. so much can be learned from his eloquence and the richness of emotion has always been a key element to his pieces, short or long. he’s one of those few people i’d be caught green with envy insofar as this department is concerned. i was uber happy he could be in my friends’ list ( subject to his approval, the invite has just been sent ) but i could not help feeling embarrassed. he’d read this and all other entries and he’d see how a neophyte i am when it comes to this. neophyte does not even apply to me because the word presupposes i’d move to the next level which is hardly the case. i’m no work in progress. it’s so sad. my consolation however is the fact that these people i respect so much and whose writing i respect so much are my friends ( i smell dillusion of grandeur!!!) and are good people they accept my limitation…how can i complain?
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