The Pile of Caca that we call Barangay Elections
Monday. I was bound for the polling precinct. My father was coaxing me to exercise suffrage. And so was my mom. He was in a telling mode that somebody may take my name and use it for selfish purposes. Had I been in good normal condition, I would've marched my way to the designated areas, but the lack of sleep the other night had forbidden me to do so. It was a rarity that I again was put back to the trails of insomnia. I've always had good, soundless sleeps for the lasts months, and I'm pretty sure I fall under the rein of Narcolepsy. Tsk.
Anyway, I'm just as glad that the noise barrage, of which they call campaigning, has ended. Dad and I both agree (another rarity, for we consider ourselves arch-nemesis of the other) that they are the ultimate examples time wastage, and pretension. We get to see them only during the election period, and we can't even understand their platforms, to think that we are in the barangay-level. Probably just a twist with this election edition is the roster of candidates. One of them is the perenially loser that we can call Ate Bess. Yes, she descends from the Las Pinas region, a kin of the Aguilar Clan and she has run for at least 3 terms of mayoralty in our city, all of which she lost. And now, she has gone down to the grassroots. The latest count provided by my elder brother stated that she could win this time. Relief relief.
I actually encountered one of the caravans they usually do at campaigns. All the loud noices coming out of their machines and their naked mouths are more than enough to box my ears and bleed them dry. Why must living be this..way? I swear I could've been desanguinated. A minute or two could've been a matter of life and death.
Also, FYI. According to the Omnibus Election code, you could sue these felonies under the crime [I categorize it under heinous] of Unjust Vexation. And yeah. I was vexed. At times, I blame this one for my disorientation. And probably, with why I can't sleep this days. My cochlea must've been loosened.
..Explains why I was a no-show to yesterday's national affair.
Labels: Barangay, Election, Illness, Updates
The Primate of my Thoughts
Sometimes, netsurfing could just shatter your most awaited happiness. The natural inquisitive behaviour of man, also known as curiosity, well fits into the picture. The past week was, again, good. Fine. Funny. Preposterous. Giddy-ish. Sometimes, I just wish things would be like that. Tsk. Takas moments. What I would give just to have all of those again. Nyek. Senti hydnar. Senti. Senti. Senti. If ever you'd encounter me in this mood, I give you due permission to strike that scimitar upon me. Haha! Hay. Goodluck. And smile. weekend. at last. Happy Halloween! Happy Oktoberfest!Postscript: Saka na yung more senseful updates, current feeds et al. Katamad e. Can't completely grasp the right words and adjectives.Labels: -ber, Happy, Smile, Suuuuuuhhhhweeeet, Thoughts
Glorietta2: 10/19 is our 9/11
It's almost a day since that fateful afternoon. Who would have thought a nice stroll in the mall would turn nightmarish? I've read heavily described and vividly accounted for stories, and watched live feeds and amateur videos taken by survivors and eyewitnesses alike, and dang, they're just so depressing. .jpg)
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The people behind this, with their cohorts, they are all hellbound. But we could make them pay for their deedswhile they're still living. Just the thought of the 8 people killed and several injured must serve an inspiration for us to seek justice. Fast. 
If they had so thought that we and our institutions would be weakened, we ought to prove them wrong. We stand united, not just the Ayala Community, not just Makati, nor Metro Manila alone. The country will be as one. And by how America did it with their 9/11, we shall so. We shall prevail.
We will not fail Glorietta2.
*Photos uploaded from ABS-CBN Website
Labels: Events, Glorietta2, Mourning, Tragedy
The Excited State of Bidding Goodbye and Saying Hello
Earlier, on my way to Ortigas, I suddenly found myself looking on the east side of the bus. The days pass by me like the breeze, and it's mid-october already. Dati, I look on the west side, and I still can remember vividly everything. It was a nice chapter of my life, and at this very moment, I'm ready to close that part of me. I'm looking east. Yes, I am. And I'm missing east. I can't wait to go there. Oh how I wish the east would want me as well. And if it did, I'll make sure, to grab it with both hands, and embrace the beauty that I once enamored. I'm back. I am. Yey!Labels: -ber, Happy, Mid-October, Thoughts
...Thy Travails
You are my saviour. And I thank you for that. Kung alam mo lang. I've so waited for this moment. And I dunno if the long wait is finally over. Ulitin natin yun ha. Hahaha. Fuunnny.
Agglutination
The day started out with me almost giving up on almost everything. Iniisip ko na lang na matapos yung araw, and Good Heavens, ok na. As in! The morning, noon and early afternoon totalled a great disaster, and I was on the verge of leaping out of the borders of my sanity. I remember walking along Pedro Gil and Agoncillo, back and forth, and taking a jeepney ride to Faura because I was at my low then, and I couldn't contain the pressure. I kept on thinking, even though I already have in my hand my finished output. Circumstances prevented me to pass the original, brought about by the loss of the fucking USB. It's late in the afternoon when I finally met head on with probably good luck, and some good strike. I got the grade I didn't expect to get. Which was higher. Haha! Ayun. I quickly went to the PGH chapel to show my appreciation.The day was rather odd. I was busy sorting out things inside my head, but it seems they have gotten themselves some strong roots. Sometimes, I think of empanelling a grand jury to help me decide on these issues. Literally, it kills me. But you know, it's kinda weird. Being killed this way, it's blissful. Reeeaally blissful.One thing. It changed my outlook. I thought once you just fall for it. But then, what do you know. I'm climbing onto it. Full speed.*Stock market and Philippine Peso: At 7 year-highs! Yey!Labels: -ber, Confusions, Resurgences, Thoughts, tracking the stock market ang hobby..
Thinking out Loud
Haha! This is definitely farcical. I've been chancing up on some pictures over the web, surfing for just about anything, until I stumbled upon this article, not necessarily a commenting one, and not a vilifying one either. It introduced me to this/these uhhh... newfound subject(s). Upon closer look, I found out that I was interested because.. hmmm.. Good grief. The "subject" or "subjects" (yes, they are two), have a striking resemblance to someone I know. Haha! And it just dawned on me, like 5 secs earlier? Oh well. Just lighting up the night. It's been a good week. And I've gotten myself a replenishment of funds. School is about to end, just some papers more. And work's good too, I'm getting the hang of it, after such a looong time, actually, even bagging the top agent position. But even the sum of all of these are dwarved by this little incident. And I wonder. Even more, I will ponder upon. Hopefully, not some farce.Labels: -ber, Out Loud, Smile, Thoughts
Apart from Everything else..
The old scenario, definitely a missed place..
(ca. Nov 2006)
*yawn*. The ambience invites a snooze. I wonder when can we go back here.
Labels: Old photos, Places
Vague Vicissitudes
Glaring at the monitor screen, I try to detach myself from the noise that well surrounds me. For this certain moment, I'd like to impose a sense of monotony to the world. It's quite riveting that the next potentate that I am, I feel a little helpless when I should be wielding a great force to let everyone know that in here lies a certain me. Hehe. Funny. fuuunny. It is particularly imminent that the tides have switched and reverted themselves. Curse the moon, in this case, Deimos and Phobos, for going over the fence so quickly. But I don't think one would imagine that this would be so abrupt. Rawr. The tagalogs have a term for this. "Parang dumaan lang"."Hi flower. And what the heck are you smiling at?" haha. A sign of nonexistence...And I shall disappear with the whiff of the wind. And no one would know where I had gone to.PS. Why?Labels: -ber, Confusions, Mars speaks, Thoughts, Weak
The Escapist's Theory of a Parallel Universe
Sometimes, when you catch a glimpse of heaven, you suddenly wonder if you've been shot dead. And when the reality sinks in that you're not, you try your very best to grasp the things intangible to you, or probably act normal, and you turn up a dweeb. For the most part of it, a quarter of a pedantic that you are, one gets hold of the Merriam Webster, only to be mortified because no words suffice the description for the occurrence.Whew. October. Two days. Gaaaad. "work out your priorities with fear and trembling and ...lalalala" hmmm..Labels: Still looking at my palms
Unleashing another Wave
I know it's already Oct 2. But I just couldn't contain myself. Weee.. *Puta, isip bata*
Well anyway, I've had my honest share of the Oct 1 event. I've heard a while ago that it's just barely 90 days before 2008. Uggh. That's an entire quarter, but I know that it wouldn't be long enough before then. Whew. Too fast. Damn too fast.
Anyway, again. Strike me that nearest scimitar. Oct 1 will definitely be marked in my calendar. Hmmmm...Yum.Labels: Events, Memories
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