Thursday, December 2, 2010

Rhenz, As A Challenger

"Personality is my original personal property." -Norman Brown

They say I’m self-confident, strong, and assertive. Protective, resourceful, straight-talking, and decisive, but can also be ego-centric and domineering. I feel I must control my environment, especially people, sometimes becoming confrontational and intimidating. I typically have problems with my tempers and with allowing myself to be vulnerable. At my Best: self- mastering, I use my strength to improve others' lives, becoming heroic, magnanimous, and inspiring.

Basic Fear: Of being harmed or controlled by others.

Basic Desire: To protect myself (to be in control of my own life and destiny)

Key Motivations: Want to be self-reliant, to prove my strength and resist weakness, to be important in my friends’ world, to dominate the environment, and to stay in control of my situation.

When moving in my Direction of Disintegration (stress), self-confident Rhenz suddenly become secretive and fearful. However, when moving in my Direction of Integration (growth), lustful, controlling Rhenz become more open-hearted and caring.

They have named my personality type The Challenger because, of all the types, I enjoy taking on challenges myself as well as giving others opportunities that challenge me to exceed myself in some way. I am charismatic and have the physical and psychological capacities to persuade others to follow me into all kinds of endeavors—from starting a company, to rebuilding a city, to running a household, to waging war, to making peace. I learned that 1 out of 100 people have the type that same as mine.

I have enormous willpower and vitality, and I feel most alive when I am exercising these capacities in the world. I use my abundant energy to effect changes in my environment—to “leave my mark" on it—but also to keep the environment, and especially other people, from hurting me and those I care about. At an early age, I understand that this requires strength, will, persistence, and endurance—qualities that I develop in myself and which I look for in others.

“Much of my tenacity and toughness comes from my Dad. He always told me not to ‘let anybody push you around.’ It was not okay to cry. I learned to master my weaker side early on.”

I do not want to be controlled or to allow others to have power over me (my Basic Fear), whether the power is psychological, sexual, social, or financial. Much of my behavior is involved with making sure that I retain and increase whatever power I have for as long as possible.

I am the true “rugged individualist”. More than any other type, I stand alone. I want to be independent, and resist being indebted to anyone. I often refuse to “give in” to social convention, and I can defy fear, shame, and concern about the consequences of my actions. Although I am usually aware of what people think of me, I do not let the opinions of others sway me. I go about their business with a steely determination that can be awe inspiring, even intimidating to others.

Although, to some extent, I fear physical harm, far more important is my fear of being disempowered or controlled in some way. I am extraordinarily tough and can absorb a great deal of physical punishment without complaint—a double-edged blessing since I often take my health and stamina for granted and overlook the health and well-being of others as well. Yet I am desperately afraid of being hurt emotionally and will use my physical strength to protect my feelings and keep others at a safe emotional distance. Beneath the tough façade is vulnerability, although it has been covered over by layer of emotional armor. Most especially, I don’t want to be underestimated.

Thus, I am often extremely industrious, but at the price of losing emotional contact with many of the people in my life. Those close to me may become increasingly dissatisfied with this state of affairs, which confounds me. (“I don't understand what my family is complaining about. I bust my hump to provide for them. Why are they disappointed with me?”)

When this happens, I feel misunderstood and may distance myself further. In fact, beneath my imposing exterior, I often feel hurt and rejected, although this is something I seldom talk about because I have trouble admitting my vulnerability to myself, let alone to anyone else. Because I fear that I will be rejected (humiliated, criticized or harmed in some way), I attempt to defend myself by rejecting others first. The result is that my average self become blocked in my ability to connect with people or to love since love gives the other power over me, reawakening my Basic Fear.

The more I build up my egos in order to protect myself, the more sensitive I become to any real or imaginary slight to my self-respect, authority, or preeminence. The more I attempt to make myself impervious to hurt or pain (whether physical or emotional), the more I “shut down” emotionally to become hardened and rock-like.

When I am emotionally healthy, however, I have a resourceful, “can-do” attitude as well as a steady inner drive. I take the initiative and make things happen with a great passion for life. I am honorable and authoritative—natural leader who have a solid, commanding presence. My groundedness gives me abundant “common sense” as well as the ability to be decisive. I am willing to “take the heat,” knowing that any decision cannot please everyone. But as much as possible, I want to look after the interests of the people in my charge without playing favorites. I use my talents and fortitude to construct a better world for everyone in my life.

*(At My Worst): If I get in danger, I may brutally destroy everything that has not conformed to my will rather than surrender to anyone else. Vengeful, barbaric, murderous. Sociopathic tendencies. Generally corresponds to the Antisocial Personality Disorder.

**: Develop delusional ideas about my power, invincibility, and ability to prevail: megalomania, feeling omnipotent, invulnerable. Recklessly over-extending self.

***: Defying any attempt to control me, become completely ruthless, dictatorial, "might makes right." The criminal and outlaw, renegade, and con-artist. Hard-hearted, immoral and potentially violent.

****: Become highly combative and intimidating to get my way: confrontational, belligerent, creating adversarial relationships. Everything a test of wills, and I will not back down. Uses threats and reprisals to get obedience from others, to keep others off balance and insecure. However, unjust treatment makes others fear and resent me, possibly also band together against me.

*****: Begin to dominate my environment, including others: want to feel that others are behind me, supporting my efforts. Swaggering, boastful, forceful, and expansive: the "boss" whose word is law. Proud, egocentric, want to impose my will and vision on everything, not seeing others as equals or treating them with respect.

******: Self-sufficiency, financial independence, and having enough resources are important concerns: become enterprising, pragmatic, "rugged individualist," wheeler-dealer. Risk-taking, hardworking, denying own emotional needs.

*******: Decisive, authoritative, and commanding: the natural leader others look up to. Take initiative, make things happen: champion people, provider, protective, and honorable, carrying others with my strength.

********: Self-assertive, self-confident, and strong: have learned to stand up for what I need and want. A resourceful, "can do" attitude and passionate inner drive.

********* (At My Best): Become self-restrained and magnanimous, merciful and forbearing, mastering myself through my self-surrender to a higher authority. Courageous, willing to put myself in serious jeopardy to achieve my vision and have a lasting influence. May achieve true heroism and historical greatness from my guts never to give-up.

Last Notes:

I really don't know if my main persona is negative or positive, but what I know is, it is superb. Maybe this is the reason why many people hate me, but I know that this is also the reason why many love me as well. What do you think? Is it negative? Or positive? I need your opinion.

"I know no other person who has as great a capacity for exerting a constructive influence in the lives of so many people. But the reverse is that, I also know no other person who can so completely misuse power or become so totally destructive as Rhenz." -Gwen Loyola

Thursday, November 25, 2010

I Hear Voices Too

Voices
-Rev Theory


I hear voices in my head
They council me
They understand
They talk to me

You got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questionin' your faith
I have a voice that is my savior
Hates to love and loves to hate
I have the voice that has the knowledge
And the power to rule your fate

I hear voices crying
I see heroes dying
I taste blood that's drying
I feel tension rising

All the lawyers are defenseless
All the doctors are diseased
And the preachers all are sinners
And police just take the grease
All you judges, you are guilty
All the bosses, I will fire
All you bankers will have losses
Politicians are all liars

I see darkness falling
I hear voices calling
I feel justice crawling
I see faith has fallen

I hear voices in my head
They council me
They understand
They talk to me, they talk to me
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you
They talk to me.




Friday, October 29, 2010

Fortress: Our New Home

lately, marami akong narereceive na mga request na gusto nila makita yung bahay na pinablessing namin 2 weeks ago ata. so para sa mga hindi nakarating sa blessing, sa mga nakalimutan kong yayain at sa mga nag-rerequest na ilagay ko sa facebook or blogspot yung mga pics, here it is. :D

Outside View

(hindi pa nasscan nung friend ko na si Cierine yung invitation na binigay ko sa kanya eh. to follow na lang yung picture ha?)

First Story

Living Room



sakto lang naman yung sala namin sa baba. nilagyan ni Mama ng aircon pero masyado namang open. haha. sabagay diskarte na niya yun. basta ba lalagyan din ng aircon yung room ko ok lang sakin. tapos ayan, may piano rin pala. matagal nang piano ni ate yan bata pa siya. =)

Guest's Room


ito yung kwarto na pwedeng tulugan ng bisita. haha. halata naman eh. walang unan oh. nakakatuwa. pansin niyo yung cross stitch na angel? si Mama tumahi nun. :) ayon simple lang, pero ewan ko bakit cyan ang kulay niyan.

Dining Room




ayan yung kusina, haha. actually nagtaka ko bakit nag-pagawa si Mommy at Daddy ng tavern diyan. haha. ganon siguro nila kamahal yung mga lumang alak nila na mas sumasarap daw pag mas tumatagal. :)

Stairs



ayan yung hagdan. 13 steps daw yan eh. ewan ko ba. may mga pamahiin pa sila about dun sa oro plata mata. di ko nga alam yun eh. haha. sa kanila na yun.

Second Story




ayan naman yung sala sa taas. tapos yung isang pic naman yung corridor. haha. parang eskwelahan lang ah. aion.

Balcony



ito yung tambayan sa taas. wala bang laman? haha. yan ang perfect place sa inuman. (though hindi pa ko nakakainom sa bahay. bawal eh. =D)

Bedroom #1 (Kay Ate)



hindi ko alam sa kanya bakit red yung pinakulay niya. tapos after matapos nung bahay nakikipag-palit siya sakin. haha. sorry nakuhanan ko sarili ko ng pic sa salamin. :D

Comfort Room # 2

sa totoo lang may c.r. din sa 1st floor, nakalimutan ko lang kunan ng picture. =)



ito yung c.r. namin sa 2nd floor. ito rin yung pinaka-ginagamit sa lahat. haha. yung nasa baba kasi para sa mga bisita. yung isa naman, para lang kay Daddy tsaka Mommy.

Comfort Room # 3



haha. astig yung bath tub nila na ayaw ipagamit sakin. haha. actually isang beses pa lang ako naka-experience mag-bath tub. sa hotel pa lang nung debut ni ate sa island cove. :)

Bedroom # 2 (Kay Kuya)



ito yung kwarto ni engineer. haha. di naman halatang dito ako tumatambay pag wala siya. may ebidensiya pa nga ng psp ko oh. tsaka nung jacket ni Aira. :p

Bedroom # 3 (Kina Daddy at Mommy)



sila yung may pinakamalaking kwarto. pero sila din yung may pinakamalaking kama. kaya isang angle lang nakuhanan ko ng picture eh kasi naman ang hirap angguluhan. hay ewan. pero pag pumasok ka sa kanila, hanggang ngayon amoy pa rin yung pag-kabago nung kama. haha. =)

Bedroom # 4 (My Room =D)




and last but not the least, ito yung kwarto ng prinsipe. este, kwarto ko pala. haha. sorry naman ah. pink talaga gusto ko ipakulay diyan eh. haha. sa lahat ng kwarto, ako lang ang may TV. oha oha. haha. plinano ko talaga na baby pink pati baby blue yung combination niyan. wala pa kasing kurtina e. pag meron na, baby blue yung kulay.


at ayan na po yung bahay namin. haha. pasensiya na kasi wala naman akong talent sa pag-kuha ng litrato pero ok naman siya. haha. sana. salamat po sa pag-basa at sana nag-enjoy kayo sa cyber tour ko sa aming tahanan. =)

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Trivia

After receiving some comments that I am the look alike/male version of Ms. Geneva Roxanne Parayno of the UST ECE Department, plus our joke that we are the lost twin of each other, I was finally convinced when I surprisingly discovered that we have the same birthdate. Nice one twin. :)

Saturday, October 2, 2010

A Real Man.

a real man plays basketball, not just as sport, but as a game of life.

a real man cries, even when in front of a girl.

a real man wears pink without any hesitation.

a real man plays the guitar, not to attract girls, but to calm his mind.

a real man never fights without a reason.

a real man shows fidelity to relationships.

a real man respect girls in all aspects.

a real man ends a relationship before he starts fooling around.

a real man follows his girl when she walks out.

a real man calls his girl back when she hangs up.

a real man hugs his girl when she slapped/punched/pushed him.

a real man kisses his girl when she nags.

a real man can watch chick-flicks with his girl.

a real man tolerates his girl's crying over love stories.

a real man hands his girl the remote.

a real man passes on booze night just to listen to his girl's ranting.

a real man doesn't flare up when his girl gives directions.

a real man knows how to make his girl smile when she is down.

a real man always gives a goodbye kiss, even when friends are watching.

a real man knows the perfect time to hold his girl's hand.

a real man can be funny, but knows when he needs to be serious.

a real man reacts cutely when his girl hit him and actly hurts.

a real man stares at his girl when he thinks his girl doesn't notice.

a real man gets a little jealous sometimes but knows he's the only one you love.

a real man waits for 3 hours just see his girl for 3 minutes.

a real man says "i'm sorry" and tells his girl he needs her.

if you want, refer this to your friends.

for boys to know how to become real men.

and for girls to know whom they supposed to love.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Unusual

Lately, I'm not who I used to be.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Ewan

For Girl 1

ang pag-mamahal mo sa akin ay walang patutunguhan
tarantado ang puso ko at hindi matuturuan
na umibig ng tapat pagka't lahat sakin laro lang
at ako ang pasimuno pag-dating sa kagaguhan.

kasagutan ang tanong kung pano ba ko magmahal
kalabuan ang tugon, hindi makuha ng dasal
di makuhang magpigil aking mukha sa pagkapal
sa una lang bumabait, na didemonyo pag tagal.

ayokong masaktan kita, kaya lumayo ka na sa akin
madami d'yang iba kasi ayoko na danasin
mo sa piling ko, aminin ko gusto kita
eh di rin to malulutas, makinig ka nga sa sasabihin ko.

iwanan mo ko gaga, sakin di ka liligaya
dahil hindi ako kagaya ng iba hindi ko kaya
na baguhin ang sarili, gusto ko'y maging malaya
talagang mapaglaro, ang puso ko'y sadyang madaya.

sa babaeng pinaluha, gusto mo pang mapabilang
at kung gagawin sayo? para sakin madali lang
pero pag ginawa ko, sakin meron ding sakit
at bakit meron ding pait.

(teka, para bang mali ah?)

mga nararamdaman eh tang ina naman kasi
nagmamahal ka ng lalaki na wala namang paki
ibahin mo ang pagtingin, pilitin mong hindi ako
kung may pusong mabibigo, ang gusto ko hindi sa'yo.

kasi hindi ka naging iba sana makaintindi ka
ginagawa ko to kasi ikaw ay mahalaga
kaya sige na iwan mo na ko,
bakit ba kasi minamahal mo pa ako?

For Girl 2

martir ka ba sa pag-ibig kaya pilit kang nabalik
kahit na sakit lang ang nagiging kapalit
o manhid ka lang kaya di mo mabatid
na oo mahal kita pero bilang kapatid.

kapit ka ng kapit, wala ka nang makakapitan
lapit pa ng lapit, wala na bang malalapitan?
hindi na kita love kaya tama na ang kadramahan
pwede ba pa help ka na, nalala na'ng katangahan.

bakit mo ba binatak ang tinulak kong droga
na awit kahit alam mo na lahat ng sinabi kong linya
ay bola lang, boka lang upang makuha ka
ba't ka nag adik sa akin yan tuloy na loka ka.

nak ng tupa,daig mo pa ang taga-hanga
na nakahawak sa pangarap na tayong nakatadhana
salamat sa lahat pero patawad pa rin
pagka't magkaiba na ang nakaguhit sa palad natin.

at yung balak natin na noon ay makasal
mangyayari pa rin 'yon pero wag kang maasar
kung di ikaw yung gusto kong makatabi sa altar
alam mo ba kung bakit? kasi di na kita mahal.

kaya bakit hindi ka nalang makinig sa aking payo
lumayo ka na at malabo na na maging tayo
kasi may mahal na ako at di ikaw yun
at kahit anong gawin mo, di ako bibitaw dun.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Silvers
















"..Make new friends but keep the old..
..cause the new are silvers, and the old are golds.."

To all my golds, just want to share this silvers with you guys.

My new circle of friends in the Electrical Engineering Department. :D

(From Left to Right)
Reggae, Guba, Rhenz, Kim, Rap and Aira.

As for the characteristics, you will know it some other time. :)

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Smile

"A smile, even if it is fake, can get you out of a tough situation." -Sai(Naruto)

Nagtaka lang ako. May mga tao kasing hindi naniniwala sakin kapag kinakamusta nila ako at sasabihin ko na "hindi ok." Madalas daw kasi pag nakikita nila ko, nakangiti, parang walang problema at masaya. Ganon din ba nakikita niyo? Siguro. Hindi ko rin alam bakit nga ba palangiti ako. Minsan ata masama din yung ganon. Ewan ko lang ah. Ewan ko.

Minsan masama daw. Pero para sakin minsan nakakabuti rin. Palangiti nga ako, pero hindi ibig sabihin nuon masaya ako. Minsan kailangan para hindi mag-isip ang mga taong nag-aalala sa'yo. Minsan kailangan para hindi isipin ng isang tao na nasaktan ka niya kahit sobra yung nagawa niya sa'yo. At minsan, kailangan para walang magbago.

I usually use fake smiles. Alam ng mga taong nakakakilala sakin yan. Fake smile sa chat, fake smile sa text at kahit pa sa tunay na buhay. Pero sa ngayon, naisip ko lang. Ang pag-ngiti, fake man o totoo, sinadya man o hindi, ay magiging isang bagay na kakampi mo sa buhay mo para itago o ilabas ang isang bagay na nararamdaman mo. May mga pagkaktaon kasi na mas nakakabuti ang fake sa totoo. At mas nakakabuti ang totoo sa fake.

Learn to smile. Real. And even fake.

"A smile is the easiest way out of a difficult situation." -Sakura(Naruto)

Friday, July 16, 2010

Chances

Thursday night, he is planning to tell her everything. To prevent her for being confused and feel awkward to him. He isn’t planning things like speech or what because he wants all those words to come from his heart. Instead, he thinks of everything that may happen once he tell her the way he feels. Suddenly, one of his friends texted him, then called him that night. “Hey, you have a big problem. Go online, some haters want some trouble.” He then immediately went to the nearest computer shop and saw what his friend is talking about. A group of low-profiled insecure students uploaded a video in a network, the file contains a video where the students are cursing him like hell and telling him all the fuckiest words you could imagine. The said students blocked all the professors and some students who belong to his class in viewing the video but to their mistake, they forgot one, the friend who called him. After watching, he immediately called a head of a brotherhood closed to him for some advise and help, the guy he called told him that they can “return the favor” but he must first think of the after effects and risks. Some friends gave him good advice and there is even one who spent the night with him to discuss his worries.

Way midnight when she texted him, telling him she fell asleep early and asking for some apology. He asked her if she could come tomorrow because he wants to talk to her. She said okay then decided to call it a day. The next morning, he attended class while waiting for her text to come, time passed and his classes ended. He then decided to settle things about the said students first. Then a text message came telling him that that she forgot about the pact between them and asking if he can wait a little bit longer because she is far from the university and will still have to go to another far place. He said he can, since he already decided not to go home to the province, he maybe also don’t want his confession to pass the weekend. “I can wait even until midnight, but if it means forcing you to come so late at night, then I’ll be the one to go where you are.” “But I’m with my friends.” She told him. The conversation lasted long.
He: I guess I’m really unlucky.
She: No you’re not. It’s all my fault.
He: Maybe the right time isn’t now.
She: What do you mean?
He: Nothing.
She: Are you mad at me?
He: Do you think I can stand to be mad at you?
She: Seriously?
He: Yea.
She: How about, a little wounded by my unkindness?
He: Well, I don’t have the right to be wounded. First and foremost, I know I’m not your priority. I don’t have a choice but to accept your decision.

With that, she didn’t reply. He doesn’t know the reason. He just decided to study in the library and meet another friend and teach the friend some things that may help. Around twilight when he and his friend decided to eat. As they are walking around the university. He saw her. She saw him. She’s accompanied by co-ed friends. “Why?” he told himself. “I told her that I will wait. In whatever reason she has, don’t I deserve to be told that she is inside the university where I waited for her the whole day?” He got his friend’s attention, pointed her, then managed to walkout immediately while the two are waving at each other. The friend followed him, comforted him and made ways to calm him down. Even after all that, he can’t get mad at her. Yes he feels bad but he can’t shout his feelings out. They ate, she then texted her reason. But his mind is empty for any decision. After his friend found a way to calm him, he told his friend. “Maybe it’s really not the right time. Maybe not now. Or maybe it’s too late. Now I only think of one thing.” Then the friend asked, “What is it?” “If I just didn’t made several mistakes from the past, then maybe, just maybe, a different person is in your front right now. Now I finally realized, that I hate what I’ve become.”

Monday, May 10, 2010

Unsent

"And you don't hear this song I guess you'll never know that"




i know its quite impossible for this "message" to reach you, i guess a 0.01 probability. but maybe, just maybe. then you will understand everything.

-blackstreet

Saturday, May 1, 2010

LOVE is..

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this was love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement. It is not promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being inlove which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself, is what left over being inlove has burned away, and this, both an art and a fortunate accident. It is a mystery why we fall in love. It is a mystery how it happens. It is a mystery when it comes. It is a mystery why some love grows while some love fails. You can analyze this mystery and look for reasons and causes, but you will never do anymore than take the life out of the experience.

Love is more than the sum of interests and attractions and commonalities that two people share. And just as life itself is a gift that comes and goes in its own time, so too, the coming of love must be taken as an unfathomable gift that cannot be questioned in its ways. Remember that you don't CHOOSE love, LOVE chooses YOU. All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes to your life. Love has its time, its own season, its own reason for coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce, or reason it into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it when it comes to you. But if it chooses to leave from your heart, there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should do. Love has always been and will always be a mystery.

The most wonderful of all things in life is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a growing depth, beauty and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing; it can't be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of divine accident, and the most wonderful of all things in life, love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person.

Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love. You came to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly. Love is the emblem of eternity: it confounds all notion of time: effaces all memories of a beginning, all fears of an end. Love is like a friendship caught in fire; in the beginning of a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals; deep-burning and unquenchable. Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who will do cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never.. never forget it. Love feels no burden, regards not labors, strives toward more than it attains, argues not of impossibility, since it believes that it may and can do all things. Therefore it avails for all things, and fulfills and accomplishes much where one not a lover falls and lies helpless. True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen. Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new. You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved, and you will never understand what pain really is until your lost in it or you have lost it.

Love is a hidden fire, a pleasant sore, a delicious poison, a delectable pain, an agreeable torment, a sweet and throbbing wound, a gentle death. Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction. Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memories of a beginning and fears of an end. Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endure his torments willingly. Love never reasons but profusely gives, like a thoughtless prodigal, its all, and trembles lest it has done too little. Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy nor fear. It is there most pure, perfect, unlimited where its votaries livi in confidence, equality and unreserve.

To sum it up, Love is complicated..

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Twin? Impossible.

Our house is currently under construction and we are renting a hall not far from our home, but I stayed in a dorm outside the UST from Monday until Friday. One Saturday morning, I was sleeping late and my father had gotten up very early as most country folk did in these days. He drove to check our store about five miles away. By 9:00 am, he was already on his way back home.

At that time, I was just waking up and getting ready to go into the kitchen and fix myself some breakfast. As I was just about to come in the kitchen, my father burst in and asked, "Paano ka nakabalik kaagad?" I had no idea what he was talking about and told him I'd just gotten out of my bed. He insisted that I had nearly hit his car with my motorcycle about a mile from our house. He was approaching an intersection and a motorcycle exactly like mine --driven by someone he clearly identified as me --made a very fast turn and headed straight into his car.

He insisted it was me and that I had nearly side-swiped him had he not acted fast and hit the side road. Now, lest anyone think, "Oh, it was just a similar motorcycle," I should point out that it was definitely NOT a typical motorcycle I was driving. I drove a modified Suzuki Raider 150 with red paint and Spiderman stickies. There wasn't another like it in the entire area. In addition, my father vehemently insisted it was me behind the wheel.

My mother and I both continued to explain that I had been in bed and the Raider had been parked out in the yard under the old oak tree the whole time. I also pointed out that if it were only a mile from the house and I had been going the opposite direction, I could have not turned around and made it home ahead of him without passing him. He conceded that made sense, but still insisted on checking to see if my motor's engine was warm. To my surprise, it was.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Deeds Not Only Words

A lion met a tiger as they drank beside a pool.
Said the tiger, "tell me why you're roaring like a fool."
"That's not foolish," said the lion with a twinkle in his eyes.
"They call me king of all beasts because I advertise."
A rabbit heard them talking and ran home like a streak.
He thought he'd try the lion's plan, but his roar was a squeak.
A fox came to investigate and had luncheon in the woods.
So when you advertise, my friend, be sure you've got the goods.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Happiness

Does everyone have the right to be happy? if yes, why does it feels no to me?

"Happiness is a choice". Yan ang isa sa mga bagay na binanggit sa akin nuon ng isang taong nagpapasaya ngayon sa buhay ko. Matagal na panahon na noong sinabi niya sa akin yan, at pinaniwalaan ko. Ang kasiyahan naman ay maraming klase, maaaring masaya ka dahil sa mga kaibigan mo, dahil nakukuha mo ang mga luho mo o dahil pinalad kang magkaroon ng mga magulang na maipagmamalaki mo. Ilan lamang yan sa mga bagay na nagbibigay ng saya, pero mararamdaman mo ang totoong saya kapag kuntento ka na sa buhay mo at wala ka nang hinihingi pa. Pero kailan mo mararamdaman ang ganon? Kapag masaya ka dahil sa mga nakatala sa taas, at masaya ka dahil nakakaramdam ka ng pagmamahal.

Yung ganong kasayahan, medyo matagal ko na ring hindi nararamdaman. Oo masaya ako dahil sa mga kaibigan ko, sa mga luho at sa mga magulang ko pero alam kong hindi pa ganap dahil may kulang. Hindi naman ako nag-hahangad. Isa nga sa mga bagay na lagi kong sinasabi nuon kay Nadine kapag kinakamusta niya ang lovelife ko at sasagutin ko siya ng wala e, "hindi naman kasi hinahanap yun. dumarating lang."

Kaso ngayon, pakiramdam ko hanggang nasa UST pa ko ay hindi ako makakaramdam ng ganitong kasiyahan. Hindi naman kasi ako madaling mafall. At isa pa, nakagawa ako ng isang napakalaking PAGKAKAMALI sa buhay ko. Sabi nang iba, marerealize mo ang ilang mga bagay kapag wala na sila sa'yo. Oo, narealize ko nga na isang napakalaking pagkakamali ang ginawa ko nuon. Isang buwan lang naman yung tama eh, sige sabihin na nating dalawa. Pero apat na buwan akong nahirapan at nagtangka bago makaalis sa isang pagkakamali na pagkatapos ay inakala kong tapos na nga, pero malabo pala.

"alam mo minsan nahihiya akong sumama sa'yo. nahihiya kasi ako kay ". Yan ang sinabi niya. Eh ano? Anong pakialam ko? Bakit ba ganon? Pwede namang hindi na ganon di ba? Lalo ko tuloy nararamdaman kung gaano ako ka***** dahil sa pagkakamaling nagawa ko nuon eh. Na posibleng maging dahilan kung bakit nawala ang paniniwala ko sa itinuro sakin nung taong nagpapasaya ngayon sakin. Dahil pakiramdam ko, wala na kong karapatang maging masaya dahil nasa UST ako. Na magiging masaya lang ako pag inalis ko na sa UST ang mundo ko. Na bakit hindi ko naisip na mangyayari ito ng dahil sa nakakairitang ugali ng isang tao.

P.S. (para sa makakabasa, wag na sanang ilabas at gawing isyu. pinost ko ito para may makausap ako. hindi para pag-usapan ako.)

Thursday, February 4, 2010

February. Foods. Friends.

January 31, 2010.

Isang nakakabadtrip na araw. Umuwi ako ng bahay para malamang pagagalitan lang ako ng aking ama dahil sa hindi ko pagrereply sakanya. Paano ba naman ako magrereply eh ang tinetext niyang number ko ay yung nawala noong nabugbog ako. Ito ang araw na pakiramdam ko ay darating na ang pinakaboring kong kaarawan. Binati ako ng maaga ni Cierine at ni Pau sa isang malamig na gabi.

February 01, 2010.

"Happy Birthday!", bati sa akin ni Recee na sumakto sa oras na 12:00AM. Maya-maya pa ay nakatanggap na din ako ng bati mula kay Faith, Jackie at Jaybee. Noong nakaramdam na ako ng antok ay natulog na ako. Sa aking pagising, natanggap ko ang pagbati ni Daddy, Ate, Kuya, Mommy, Rap at Kim. At sa paglipas ng hapon ay dumating na rin ang kay Bona, Dale, Reggae, Alex, Morz at Ivan. Hindi ko alam pero malungkot pa din ako sa maghapon, pakiramdam ko kasi nakalimutan ng matatalik kong kaibigan ang araw ng kaarawan ko. Nagbukas ako ng facebook at marami rin pala ang bumati dun. Kinagabihan, nag-group message na ako at nagpasalamat kahit na parang pakiramdam ko ay walang kwenta ang araw na iyon. Saka lamang bumati sina Dena, Rap(CWTS), Shoti at Christian. Matutulog na ako ngunit bago natapos ang araw ay dumating ang mga mensahe ng matatalik na kaibigan ko na nagbigay ngiti sakin sa pag-aakalang kinalimutan nila pero sinasadya pala. Sa wakas, nagtext din si Aira, Jilly at Mark.

February 02, 2010.

Unang araw ng linggo na papasok ako. Masaya naman, sakto lang. Sa pagpasok ko ay bumati na ng "belated" ang iba. Pinuntahan ko rin si Eunice na tinext ako nung umaga dahil gusto niya raw akong makita. Kinagabihan, nag-sama sama na kami kasi treat ko na. Pero binagabag ako ng sinabi ni Aira na, "wala ka kasing isang salita. akala ko ba ngayon mo ko sasamahan? tapos ipagpapalit mo ko sa mga kaibigan mo? wag mo kong kausapin galit ako sa'yo". Nagtampo ang besty ko. Nakakapagtaka lang dahil hindi ko alam na ganon pala kahalaga sa kanya ang makasama ko sa araw na pinangako ko. Kumain na kami sa Sicilian sa may Dapitan dahil suki kami dun at masarap naman talaga dun. Marami kami, masaya. Andun si Mark, Recee, Eunice, Cierine, Christian, Ronald, Alec, Pau at Angelo. Sobrang pinasaya nila ko. Salamat sa regalo ni Eunice at Mark. At salamat din dahil kahit minsan lang sa isang sem, napapagsama-sama ko ang mga kaibigan ko kahit madalang. Masaya pero malungkot din dahil nagtatampo si Aira.

February 03, 2010.

Ayan may practice kami ng presentation para sa GA ng EE sa sabado. Nakakapagod din dahil ako ang choreo ng section. Hindi pa din ako kinakausap ni Aira. 6:00PM, nag-klase kami sa SMAT. Sobra ang pagod ko kaya hindi ko sinasadyang makatulog kahit 2 oras ang klase. Sa pag-alis ni ma'am, ginising na nila ako at 3 na lang pala kaming natitira sa classroom. Lumabas ako ng pintuan at nandun si Aira na nagalit sakin at sinabi kung gaano kasama ang loob niya. Maya maya pa, ngumiti si Besty(Aira) at umalis sa pintuan para makita ko ang buong klase sa koridor na kumakanta ng happy birthday para sakin at may cake at regalo pa. Sabi ko na nga ba, pakulo lang pala yon lahat ni Aira. Salamat. Ang saya. :) Sa pag-uwi namin ay kumain kami sa Andok's sa España kasama ang grupo sa EEB na mas kilala dahil mga regulars "daw". Ako, Reggae, Rap, Kim, Aira, Faith, Jaybee at Guba. Samantala, nakasalubong ko si Mark na niyaya ko magpart two sa treat ko. Niyaya ko na rin sina Christian, Alec, Angelo, Homer at Recee. At ayan, ang inakala kong pinakamalungkot na kaarawan ko ay naging ang pinakamasaya at mahaba kong kaarawan. :)