Thursday, June 30, 2005

concluding rites

maybe i'm naive or maybe i'm just an optimist.
naive as it might sound, i want to think that everyone has something that is good in them. no matter how bad or how evil they may seem. nobody's born bad. it's just that maybe experience taught them to be bad. however, i'm not making any excuse for anything evil that happens. like in forrest gump, "shit happens". but i think it's in our hands to correct what has been wrongly done. and to fight for what is right.

fighting. will you continue to fight for something, someone or anything when that thing/person/whatever you are fighting for already has succumbed to the situation? is it good to continue in that fight? is it wise to go ahead without any clear sign of what is going to happen? will you? i'm not that sure anymore.

things hard and ardous have brought me to this conclusion and questions. situations that call for character have made me this way.

++++++++++++

thank you to tita dolly for standing by me during all these.
thank you tita guing for making me see the reality and practicality of things.

most of all thank you god, for making me a better and stronger person i am today.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

stressful week

oh my god.
this is the most stressful, nerve-wracking, jampacked experience week in my whole life!!!!!!!!!
i'll post the details (kung may gana pa ko) on my next post.
but for now, whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Saturday, June 25, 2005

renting woes

i've been meaning to write this post for quite a long time now. it's quite a good thing for me to leave this thing hanging for a while because if i publish this post during those times, i'm sure as hell that there will be no line whatsoever in this post without a cuss word or something to that effect. and it's been many times that i've written and rewritten mini mental note-blogs in my head. so prepare to be burdened.


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EXPLICIT WARNING!
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this is pure ranting so if you wish to spare yourself from all my rantings and some disturbingly personal facts, leave now.
otherwise, go on.
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NOT-SO-FUN FACTS
personal fact # 1 - currently, my electricity is tapped to nanay's kuntador because we failed to pay our electric bill of 50,000 about 3 years ago.

personal fact # 2 - i am paying nanay Php2,500 a month for my electricity. (segue: is that really tapping when i'm paying? just curious)

personal fact # 3 - yuri and i sleep at the same bedroom because of the wonders of aircon. so the other room is now our study


maybe a lot of you, especially those who are included in my friendster, might have seen my recent bulletin post.

WANTED APARTMENT MATE IN MAKATI SEE DETAILS
wanted apartment mate with own bedroom. preferrably 2 females but male will do. free electricity and water usage, one common sala, one kitchen and one common bathroom. makati location.
all these for a price of 3000/month (1500/person) only.
all those interested may contact me by replying to this post.
or message me with your queries through YM reyes_fb@yahoo.com
thanks

first things first. yuri is not leaving. might as well clear that up. because i've been sent quite a number of queries and messages about him. well, absolutely not.

this is the reason.

nanay (that's my lola to you guys who haven't heard of or met her yet) called my mother in the states to formally tell her that due to the recent news of oil prices going up and the economy down (that's an exaggerated way of telling times are rough), I (/we), might as well open the other room on my flat for renting. and mommy called me early morning here to break the news.

me on the phone: "what? ok.. go on..."

my mother went on telling me about the loose details. but as of now, there is no concrete detail yet. all that was mentioned was nanay, together with lolo, decided to open my other room for rent because costs are now very high.

me on the phone: "... ayoko nga. mamaya di ko kilala yun eh, and i have to give the keys of the house to that person. i don't trust anybody with my keys except yuri. nobody else."

mommy told me that she can't do anything about it and neither can i. all i can do for now is to talk to my lola and explaing to her how i feel about the situation. she then continued on telling me how nanay feels about yuri. nanay thinks that yuri is taking advantage of living with me. she went on on telling my mommy that she thinks yuri is a bad influence to me.

me on the phone: "WHAT?! i've been hearing those rumors (about people talking behind my back about people they do not know) but that cannot and is absolutely not true. and to hell with them that they think i'm easily corrupted or swayed or influenced by anyone!!"

ok the last line was really just what's going on in my mind that time.

i was on the verge of tears because for the first time, i felt tremendously helpless. last time i felt that way was when my father died. i was furious about the situation and the fact that i cannot, at that time, nor in any way, defend myself and/or yuri from people who talk ill behind my/our back/s. why can't they just tell that to MY FACE. at least they'll get an answer.
i know i've been carrying this lifelong attitude of i-don't-care-what-you-think-of-me-so-long-as-i'm-not-stepping-on-anybody but don't you ever dare to "assault" my character and especially the people i really care about because you really have to prepare yourself for retaliation. YOU DON"T KNOW THE WAY I LIVE, THE WAY I FEEL AND THE THINGS I DO. YOU DON'T KNOW ME!


breather.

nanay talked to me personally the other day. no thanks to me being late, i was caught offguard while running toward the street where i take my cab to school and when i try not to talk to her at least for a while to ease my anger/anxiety/depression/helplessness/etc.

nanay told me that the rent is going to be 3,000 a month. that's 1,500 per person.
here are my thoughts on this. and thanks to my business education, i've done so much of a cost-benefit (and ROI) analysis.
straight fact: i will be leaving for the states hopefully after i graduate. so that's early next year. and that's like 8 months away.
do you honestly think, without even going through all the hassle of computations, that that 3,000 a month will ever reach 50k in 8-9 months to pay for our back electricity bill?

she also told me that since the renter will stay in my current airconditioned bedroom, she will have to move the aircon to the other room. so that means someone's gonna come in my place and install the aircon. she will also have to buy new beds for the renter. plus, paint the walls because the wallpapers are torn in some places. she will also have to fix the kitchen and install a new bathroom door.
that means cost. hello. it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that the costs DEFINITELY outweigh the benefits. and there WILL BE NO return on investment in those 8 months, even a year.

i can go on and on all night about this but i'm tired.


breather.

thank god i was finally able to get my allowance a while ago and at least i'm financially safe for a month or so. i was also able to vent a good amount of frustration to my mom a while ago when we talked. thanks mommy. you're all that i needed at these times.

oh, the drama of my life.

god, grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change;
the courage change the things that i can
and the serenity to know the difference.

Sunday, June 19, 2005

fathers day

i miss you forever

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

same ground

My love,Its been a long time since i cried
and left you out of the blue.Its hard leaving you that way when
I never wanted to.

Self-denial is a game
Its strange i never would've
wanted if until there was you.

Because i have learned that love is beyond
what human can imagine,
the more it clears the more i have to let you go.

that's why i don't understand is why im feeling
so bad now when i know it was my idea.
i could've just denied the truth and
lied. but why am i the only one standing stranded
on the same ground?

Because i have learned that love is a
word gets thrown a little bit too much.
the best excuse to fill the infinite abyss
i have never have to if all else fail

If all else fail, would you be there to love me?
If all else fail, would you be brave to see right
through me?

... so true
... i'm feeling alright now

Monday, June 13, 2005

my very own windex

my very own windex

i finally found the solution to all those kalat in my house. the other day, when yuri accidentally scratched me on my side with his unmanicured and uncut nails (and maybe dirty), i asked him to clean the bathroom, toilet, bring the trash out, buy me some cigs and cut his nails.
the first two he did. he cut his nails before we went to bed. i took the trash and bought my own cigs.. abuso daw ako eh.. hehe..
so to get my house cleaned, i have to be physically hurt and bruised and scathed. arte. but no thanks. next time, he'll clean honeybunch's sh*t.. haha..

the scratch still stings now.. darn..

Sunday, June 12, 2005

phil independece

perlas ng silanganan

happy philippine independence day
mabuhay ka pilipino!

untitled

i just posted the other day about the hell of going through repressed emotions. yesterday, after my first class, i decided to pass by the chapel and say a quick prayer.. i don't know if it was really a prayer because i just heard it from what i was watching last week and i thought it was the perfect "prayer"

god, grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change
the courage to change the things that i can
and the wisdom to know the difference

the feeling of serenity didn't come as quickly as expected. i am only human.. but luckily, during the course of the day i felt ok na...

today, still struggling a bit but still hanging on..

ciao!

Friday, June 10, 2005

emotions

repressed emotions

i can tell many creative ways you can repress emotions. but i won't do that now - it's tiring you know.

i'll just share.

just last night, i was able to confide to a friend how CURRENT repressed emotions were killing me. i'm not - never - good in expressing my feelings and emotions. actually, i do that thing always, if not most of the time. i don't know why. but going back to my childhood, i have never really been that way. during my childhood, people would think of me as a very emotional and thoughtful person. there was never an occassion when i didn't greet the members of my family a happy birthday or happy mother's day or happy father's day. i also remember, before, i will lock myself in my mother's room just because i saw my cousin hit his younger brother.

all that has changed. not that i don't care about anything and anyone. it' a little complicated than that. i don't tell how i really feel anymore. i mean, yes, i will (definitely) react to something or someone over things - being a very opinionated person that i am. but it's purely about the subject matter or situation and has nothing to do with dealing with and telling my emotions. to me, it's like being naked in front of a person when you lay your feelings on the table. there's just no coming back. and there's absolutely nothing you could do about it.
the friend i referred to also told me that "we" (people like the two of us) don't usually (try really)wear our hearts on our sleeves. maybe, like i said, it makes us vulnerable and alone.
maybe it's also the artist in me. being emotional and all but never expressing it verbally. even if that thing really ticked us off, not a word. or it's just me. i have no idea.

one thing though that i noticed though was when something ticks me off and i get very VERY emotional or overreactional (if there's such a word) the first thing i do is to stay away from the situations. stay away and gather thoughts. whisper words of cuss, snide remarks and all. since i never liked confrontations and arguments at all, i shut everything out. so that's the end of them - and me.

pardon the inconsistencies.. that's me. deal with it, you piece of shit. no not you.

Tuesday, June 7, 2005

bday daryll

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARYLL
birthday boi bully on the right

mama's boy... bully... tub o' lard... bonjing...
but what do i know... i only know that he'll always be my little brother...
grow up to be someone you and i both will be proud of!
but no matter what, i'm still proud of you!
happy birthday!

Sunday, June 5, 2005

spa day

what a wonderful spa day...
finally got those pent up tension in my muscles and groins and lord knows where out of my system...
haaayyyyyyy......

Wednesday, June 1, 2005

fat pig

in my almost four years stay in my beloved la salle, i never thought i'd have a classmate this gross. he is filipino chinese with hair all over and maybe weighs 200 pounds and kinda 6 feet tall.
he sits in front of me and all i can see is his hair covered nape and the crumpled t-shirt on his back. i was writing my notes when i glanced back again to the professor when he finally made a move to the side, kinda lifting his humongous right thigh and guess what? he farted! nakakadire! *pukes* i normally laugh when i hear someone fart but this time, it was way beyond funny, it was UBER GROSS! and a few seconds later came the bomb. i swear i could have died that second.
weird people those comsci peeps... sheesh..

i've been baaad! i didn't think that in a matter of 5 hours i can do something so horrible.