Friday, June 29, 2007

....Oo, at ngayon ko lang napagtanto

Ngayon ko lang napagtanto na wala naman talagang katotohanan ang kasiyahan base sa kaligayahan ng iba. It's either masaya ka or hindi. Period. Kalokohan na matuwa ka sa nakuha ng iba dahil hindi ka kasama dun, sa maniwala ka o hindi. Kalokohan yun.

And it is because of this very very simple reason:

People get achievements based on personal merit. Not because of any other outside stuff.

Alangan namang matuwa ka para sa iba, e hindi ka direktang makikinabang doon. In the end, it will be their acts, their choice, which will determine the outcome. Kung saan ka dun, wag ka na magtanong, wala ka naman dun e. Hindi ka kasama. Pag sinabihan kang "salamat", it is the subtlety in action, consuelo de bobo.

Strike two. Strike two. Isa na lang. Ayus lang sana e. Pero good grief, all in a week?

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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

As a Whole, "viva voce"

I was intently listening to my officemates' rants, and whines, and problems, and of course, they present to me the real world outside the realm that we call schooling. Let's face it, this higher institution, although a far cry from the High School set-up, is still a somewhat artificial world. It still has the guidelines for hurdling problems in the guise of exams, papers, etcetera. It teaches each and everyone on how to socialize with adults, young adults, and a small minority with grown up bodies pero may pacifier pa ang utak. Get what I mean?

Point of the matter is, everyone should be a bit scared of what is waiting after college freedom. It will be a sure state of uncertainty beforehand. I think it is kindov weird and eerie for someone na maging eager to be let go for the harsher world. College, while instigating and inflicting pain, is still within the bounds. It is controlled. Ergo, is the lesser evil as opposed to REAL life. And to think that UPManila is a seemingly higher institution, but in actuality, just an extension of secondary education. It poses on us a bigger risk of being overwhelmed because UPM's system is a block system, ang kasama mo ng first year, kasama mo probably for the next years, unlike the usual. It encourages anothereventual problem: Attachment. Need I say more? I don't think so.

Back to the top. I can only go languishing on my sordid thoughts. These people are real people. They bear the brunt of the world's reality. Of unfairness. And it sends chills to me.

Everyone will eventually grow up. Friends will help. They can. Someone just needs the proper company. People kind of grow in different ways. Some grow faster. Some are forced to by situations. Some do so gradually and surely, baby steps so to say. While others are sessile. The worst part of it is when you thought you were growing up but you were growing old pala.

I hope I sent a clear message. Til then, pal.

Confusion and Cornycopia

After logging out of YM, i made my last view of my Favorites. I was astounded upon seeing a familiar webpage. I was immediately confounded and I swung back to a state of happiness and loathsome state, eventually leading to loneliness and pagkamuhi sa aking sarili. It seems that the days were witness of how I did injustice to this certain feline. That I was being utterly irrational and succumbing to the darkest matters of my emotional dungeon.

And now, dear readers, I take this vow. All of you, bearing witness.

"I won't take sides. Momentarily. I think I'm being unfair to everyone else."

Kasi, sa totoo lang, Jerico's comments hit home.

"Masaya ka? Totoo? Ang selfish mo nman."

Ayoko na. Ata. Naawa ako bigla.

Always at the middle. This must have been what Malcolm's feeling.

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Choco Mallows. Ansaraaaaaaaaap. *wala lang*

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Monday, June 18, 2007

Intentional Freudian Slips

I remember coining this word combo as I was walking along Pedro Gil, with a very very good friend of mine. Pffft. Going selfish!

Tsk. Good Heavens! Sithli. Rosa. Ann. Karen. Fai. Lala. Tin. Now I'm resorting to name-calling. And I'm dragging your names. Sorry. A gazillion sorry. I'm seething. Literally seething.

And the best part is:

The best part of it all is the thought dawning on you that may mga bagay na hindi titigil kahit pa iharang mo ang katawan mo. Kasi ayaw papigil. And that is, dear readers, literal.

And you could only surmise. Buti may mellow music dito.

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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Dilemma with Labels

LABEL
n.

1. An item used to identify something or someone, as a small piece of paper or cloth attached to an article to designate its origin, owner, contents, use, or destination.
2. A descriptive term; an epithet.
3. A distinctive name or trademark identifying a product or manufacturer, especially a recording company.
4. Architecture A molding over a door or window; a dripstone.
5. Heraldry A figure in a field consisting of a narrow horizontal bar with several pendants.
6. Chemistry See tracer

Such is our topic for today. and in the next few updates. We will be rigging the worlds of those who haven't put in much thought about this five-lettered word.

We label things for, 1. Ownership; 2. To give the referent due meaning, relative to how we see it. Let's see if we can add some other, as we go on.

Ownership. In this reality, we have things that we, of course, own. These are those that we purchased, or was in fact given to us. And there are things that we of course deserve to have. And not so deserve to have. Things, pillows, darn stuff toys, we name them. Animals, we name them. To some extent, people. We name them. Our parents did just that. So up until you have had that name-change, you are virtually owned by your parents. Isn't that sweet? And whatabout those name-calling we do almost everyday? Purple, goddess, ganda, sweetie pie, the perennial love, darling, apple, baby, the penultimate nerve wracking, sweetheart, and sooo much more.

Point is, when everyone else loves labelling, they come to a halt when people are involved. Not that I'm poking my nose into other's businesses, actually, I don't care half as much as they do. The times just calls for such. I could only recall that people come incessantly to me, asking for my humble opinion[I retract the words. There is no such thing as humble opinion. If it shows true humility, then why would you want to reiterate that voice you have in mind, to influence others?], regarding their issues, and this we are talking of tops them all. I present to you four different persons, all bringing all the same package of, "Bakit kaya ganun?", or the succinct version, "Bakit?". Well of course categories then started flooding in; Academics, financials, traffic situations, hunger, Election frustrations, and emotional issues, to name some. It didn't take long for me to understand what they meant, since the "Bakit kaya ganun's" and "Bakit's" where all characterized by a certain intonation never before heard, and some breathing stops, followed by a sigh. Then another sigh. And another. Still another. And will you please stop sighing reader?

Digression. Sorry for that. Going back, Im posing some questions. Why would people not want to label? I understand that risks are involved in here, but it just defeats the idea that they are the priority. For one, labels are not only names per se. They define your well-being, as seen by the other party. And they bring this sense of security. And labels bring with them boundaries. Yeeesss, boundaries. And limitations. And assurances. Trust me, you would want that. At least you would know where you stand, and not in that space that we call in-betweens. Perhaps those people want some to function dual purposes, which is deemed unfair by my judging sense. It is tiresome. It is.

Of course, nothing beats the overwhelming feeling of being thrown off into that realm in which we call, non-definition. My tips to those currently residing in this: Better enroll yourself as a Calculus lesson. You'll see there the ways for redefinition, re-defining, and the like. Hah. Better those symbols, at least they are properly tagged.

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