Well.. its a beautiful thursday morning here at sisa.. (its actually a very cloudy sky a chilly wind to guide you and a sun who is hiding in the background)..i don't know if you agree with me, but i find this weather perfect!
Anyways..its Thursday and I am writing in my blog..so yeah..its quite obvious that I didn't go to work..need I say more? okay....im pissed..and tired..and depressed when I go there..when i go to work..its not because im a lazy A-hole..no sad to say im not..its just the sinking feeling of dread every time i step into the shuttle knowing that moments later I'll be staring in a computer screen..being fucked by both my BPO company and the gods who hired them..so NO..i need a break.. everything seems senseless out there...a complete waste of time.
You know why? because i know that no one gets promoted by pure merit in every God fucked private nor government company in this God forsaken country..Filipinos..doesn't give a shit..whether your intelligent or not, whether your good at what you do or not..whether you have it takes to get the job done.. or not..it really is a big disappointment because all this society values is.."Is he a very good ass kisser?" if the answer is yes.. then *ting-ting-ting* you are the winner....so that's why its not a surprise why our economy sucks...why there is full of incompetence..why everything sucks... even when you get to out or work to finally rest..you will be met by roving oven toasters a.k.a. FX..where you have to fit 30% of your ass in the seat and endure a hellish, searing heat inside the FX just so you can get home..and yeah.. i forgot.. you'll have to endure that for an extraordinary long amount of time..because of traffic... because of jeepney drivers who consider every Goddamn corner as a terminal to get passengers..and policemen and traffic enforcers with their "takatak-boys" who are in their most professional and diligent values..always extend their hands to every driver who passes them..and you know what? they don't even have to offer them a candy or two... they just extend their hands.. and out come 5php from the drivers.. NOW that's RICH!... that's rich because of blatant corruption..corruption..spawned by greed...greed encouraged by apathy...
apathy...that drives all of us to just look at all the corruption, STUPIDITY, INCOMPETENCE, IDIOCY, HYPOCRISY that's going on around us...then look away...to just DON'T care about everything...to just get up in the morning.. do a 'so-so' job because you know your not going to be promoted for it, to kiss-ass to your boss, (you know.. suck a dick or two..), to get on an FX, to get home, to eat your sustenance, and then to bed... we do that for 40 years then we die..end.
are you content with that? just seeing your life plays itself...like watching yourself through a glass pane..your there...your conscious..but your not really there at all..as for me...yeah..its exactly like that.. do i like it? NO.. so im currently applying for a home-based job..cause you know why? BECAUSE I HATE EVERYTHING outside of my home...everything as it is..is pointless idiocy at its height..since I am no Jose Rizal who is an elitist playboy capable of going to Europe to showcase the talent of us filipinos, I am no Andres Bonifacio who is a revolutionary capable of severing three dicks with one clean swipe of his bolo, or Solenn Heusaff who is a Female Deity worshipped by millions and millions of her female cult with a power to oust even joseph stalin himself by ONE word (word "fashion"), or better yet I am not a drug crazed 7 year old kid who can abduct, humiliate, rape, kill, then rape it again then citing RA9344 (God Bless our competent politicians..) will just walk away from DSWD moments later to abduct,humiliate,rape,kill,then rape again other pathetic souls unfortunate enough to crossed the path of this drug crazed 7 year old kid and will continue this 'hobby' for about 11 more years....*sigh*..il just work at home..ill have 15K-20Kphp paid through pay pal.... a decent salary NOT FUCKED by congressmen (Congressman = A man who is a member of the House of Representative selected over and over again by the idiotic masses whose job is to steal money and get high on cocaine. n pl -men ) all to your family and yourself..I have no power...no opportunities (believe me no one wants to have a fat schmuck as their employee..20+ applications..calls..NIL)..and no talent..so what do I do? seek a home based job!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Eulogy: Prof. Ezekiel Morfe
This is indeed a say day for me.. another good person has died today.. Another person who did more good on this earth more than anyone that I have known. Indeed we were not close. Indeed he did not know me on a personal level and vice versa. But one thing is for sure...he has seen through me when I was in highschool and believed in me, when everyone around me did not.
Sir Morfe, was my teacher in Trigonometry way back when I was in 2nd year highschool. He is notorious for being a disciplinarian and the number one enemy of the 'cutting classes' kids out there. There was one time where he personally went inside an internet shop to find my classmates in there playing Counter Strike.. One this if for sure the 'Prefect of Discipline' office was full to roof on that day. =) He is also one of those teachers who will instantly reprimand a student for not following my School's policy. And yes...who could forget that he will suddenly appear out of nowhere and CUT a whopping part of your hair so that you'll be forced to have it cut according to the school's policy. Even though we branded him as a 'terrorist' there is still about him that make us respect him.. bot because of his hard-line disciplinary actions..but because of his great method of teaching... during those days.. Trigonometry is a big deal..believe me A LOT has flunked that subject or got himself kicked out of our school.. but even if 'trigo' is a death subject and it really whacked the hell out of my brain.. I always 'GET' it..when he teach it.. he is an excellent educator not just reason for that he can communicate the subject thought to all students..but he also displays Authority, Equality and Respect....He RESPECTS the students.. he treats us as Adults....he is FAIR to all of us.. and have this scheme of draw lots whenever asking us to solve a problem... and the BEST of all he KNOWS who his students. Somehow he can pierce through our 'testosterone' layers and bring out the adults within us.
This period is the most turbulent in my adolescent life. I should say that this year is the lowest of the low...when I was contented of treating and seeing myself as a livestock.. a disposable domesticated pig. Therefore I do not have much memories of that year..though ONE memory remains...I remember walking on a hallway on the way to God knows where..when Sir Morfe walked by and said to me.."Matalino ka naman pala eh.. tamad nga lang!.." (with a most delighted smile on his face..).and you know what? I smiled too... finally I thought that someone believes in me.....when I don't believe in myself. I smiled in that day..and I smile everytime I remember it.. just like I do now..
Again, Thank you Prof. Morfe...someday, I will be a Teacher like you.
Sir Morfe, was my teacher in Trigonometry way back when I was in 2nd year highschool. He is notorious for being a disciplinarian and the number one enemy of the 'cutting classes' kids out there. There was one time where he personally went inside an internet shop to find my classmates in there playing Counter Strike.. One this if for sure the 'Prefect of Discipline' office was full to roof on that day. =) He is also one of those teachers who will instantly reprimand a student for not following my School's policy. And yes...who could forget that he will suddenly appear out of nowhere and CUT a whopping part of your hair so that you'll be forced to have it cut according to the school's policy. Even though we branded him as a 'terrorist' there is still about him that make us respect him.. bot because of his hard-line disciplinary actions..but because of his great method of teaching... during those days.. Trigonometry is a big deal..believe me A LOT has flunked that subject or got himself kicked out of our school.. but even if 'trigo' is a death subject and it really whacked the hell out of my brain.. I always 'GET' it..when he teach it.. he is an excellent educator not just reason for that he can communicate the subject thought to all students..but he also displays Authority, Equality and Respect....He RESPECTS the students.. he treats us as Adults....he is FAIR to all of us.. and have this scheme of draw lots whenever asking us to solve a problem... and the BEST of all he KNOWS who his students. Somehow he can pierce through our 'testosterone' layers and bring out the adults within us.
This period is the most turbulent in my adolescent life. I should say that this year is the lowest of the low...when I was contented of treating and seeing myself as a livestock.. a disposable domesticated pig. Therefore I do not have much memories of that year..though ONE memory remains...I remember walking on a hallway on the way to God knows where..when Sir Morfe walked by and said to me.."Matalino ka naman pala eh.. tamad nga lang!.." (with a most delighted smile on his face..).and you know what? I smiled too... finally I thought that someone believes in me.....when I don't believe in myself. I smiled in that day..and I smile everytime I remember it.. just like I do now..
Again, Thank you Prof. Morfe...someday, I will be a Teacher like you.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
X=Y series: Why do we fight?
Here I am again, typing my ass off for a blog that no one cares.. then again it doesn’t matter. Because unlike blogs out there who is created for making money, outlet for rants about the world, or better yet blogs existing for the sole purpose of basking in one’s own misery..I on the other hand do not.
Well.. its currently a ‘Not-so-Sunny’ afternoon in my room here at Sisa. My girl friend and I wished to buy Ukay clothes but remained hostage by the massive crowd of Quiapo.. You know..the black Nazarene thing..then again since we really want to ‘ukay-ukay’ some clothes.. we decided to just head on to espana because there really is quite a selection of ukay clothes there.. anyways…
That part of the blog is not really why I typed today…I just want to share something with the kids out there…..here goes.. ‘P-E-A-C-E’…. PACE..PEACE.
Have anyone of you heard it before? Peace? Of course the answer is YES.. is it not? You know when the day has gone by and you and your friend have nothing else to do and when you searched your brain and it came out ‘empty’, you settle in a very ridiculous child’s play called ‘PENDONG-Peace’….and for the kids out there who doesn’t know.. it is played like this.. you see a 1970’s Volkswagen in the street and you smack the living daylights out of your friend then you say ‘PEACE’ afterwards to avoid a deafening retribution.. ^^ sounds fun isn’t it?
Oh yeah!.. for the ‘cool’ kids out there..peace is used for a stylish ending in one’s statement..like ‘etc..etc..etc.. – Peace out bro!’..and for the politically correct children out there..YES..indeed we often see peace on the newspaper or broadcasted in the television.. it is often seen in a sentence with the Military or government on one end and MILF or NPA on the other.. SO yeah.. we do see and hear Peace all the time.
But then again.. do we really know the meaning of the word? You know.. besides its ‘dictionary’ meaning… DO WE REALLY KNOW PEACE? In a personal level…I think not. Everytime I go out to work.I see people running around aimlessly with their lives… I see people doing something..but not really achieving something…. Even when I go to work I see people all around me doing their work..but not their profession…. Even my comrades are not excluded from that observation.. I see them all bothered inside….smiles on their lips….yet eyes shows the turmoil going on inside them..I for one.. were not excluded…I was also a master of disguise..used to smile when needed..ignoring the same storm that has been brewing for almost all of us.
A lot of us are tired… I know that… I can see it in everyone’s eyes… Tired of one’s existence. Responsibilities…plans…wants…needs. But WHY are we tired? Did it not occur to us that we are simply hampering ourselves? That we are the same enemy inside? The question is why? Why do we fight!? The answer is simple.. we fight because we want something…we WANT to be like this… to be like that.. to have an LCD TV perhaps.. we want a PS3… we want to give a good life to our family perhaps….or we just want to be loved… yeah kids. I know that..^^
The real question is..WHY fight!? Why fight your way to the top? Why fight others just so you can have that THING..that you want? WhY? Everyone of us truly prone to fighting one another because that trait is beneficial in an evolutionary stand point.. but then again during those days you have to outrun and dodge saber-tooth tigers just to take a crap in the forest so yeah it is quite beneficial.. but NOW? You know its not that I’m preaching that we should all just be stupid and prance around like a pony while a snatcher is stealing your stuff..all im saying is.. why fight life? Why so serious!??? What’s with the EMO get-up? What’s with the over-nagative outlook!? What’s up with that!?? MY goodness…believe me it’s a self-defeating game.. to think that ALL People are against you.. that ALL of society is BAD… to think that ALL smiles and faces are out to FUCK you from behind… NO kids. No..as in… NO.
Its crap…simple crap.. for me.. PEACE is not about lolly-gagging all the way to your house..or to your work… or simply being stupid… PEACE is achieved when your MIND is at peace.. yourself is at peace.
Consider these three achievements of Swordsmanship as a guideline:
1st: The sword and the man is united
2nd: The sword exists in one’s heart
3rd: The ABSENCE of the sword in one’s hand and heart
Pretty good shit huh!? ^^
Then again…it is true you know… its not that I killed people or that I am a flying swordsman prancing on top of branches of sakura trees…NO.. I think that the principle above fits us quite well… we are all swordsman.. fighting for our existence in this material plane.. called life. We fight for our beliefs.. for our goals… for our moral values..and philosophies. We fight for the sake of others and for ourselves as well. Everyday of our life we fight and struggle. Yet in all of our fighting we forgot the meaning of PEACE. That is why we’re all tired. That is why we all get sad…
I know it is quite ridiculous to say..or even think that PEACE is attained by surrendering one’s own self to THY self..but why not try it? As for me…I am now at PEACE..
I didn’t had a good childhood..people always finds a way to criticize me for being different.. hence i trained myself to observe others so I will know how to act accordingly. I have always adjusted myself..hence people quite liked me when I was growing up… they said that im a very good chameleon.. melting in the background of any gathering and groups. Then that skill was absorbed in my heart…like being ‘someone’ is no longer a skill but a part of who I am…it became natural for me to ‘adjust’ like breathing..but amidst all the people who ‘liked’ me.. amidst all the people who ‘cares’ for me…I was lost…I was not at peace.. therefore I just found myself…’breaking-down’ once in a while.. perhaps..once a year I just.. breakdown… it continued for God knows how long…and then it dawned on me.. that if I want to be in Peace.. then I should just ‘surrender’…surrender myself to myself…it is not easy task you know.. I was afraid that if I show myself.. people will not like me… so I methodically disarm myself..and gradually I see that there are people out there who are PEOPLE..you know.. people who are not just after your looks or your resources.. but PEOPLE..of course there are some dick heads out there who are FUCKED-up shits and suddenly disappeared.. But you know what? I don’t care.. I am Happy.. at Peace with the world.. at peace with myself.
I am proud to say.. that I am no longer armed.. sure I’m still a very shrewd guy who will observe you until I deemed that you’re not an asshole..(believe me.. I know when someone’s pretentious.. I was once like them..) I still think quite a lot..(I did not became stupid!).. BUT I am unarmed..walking in this plane without the encumbrance of an armor. I am ME. MYSELF. And yeah I ROCK!! Hahahaha!
You should try it too…be free.. be at peace.
Well.. its currently a ‘Not-so-Sunny’ afternoon in my room here at Sisa. My girl friend and I wished to buy Ukay clothes but remained hostage by the massive crowd of Quiapo.. You know..the black Nazarene thing..then again since we really want to ‘ukay-ukay’ some clothes.. we decided to just head on to espana because there really is quite a selection of ukay clothes there.. anyways…
That part of the blog is not really why I typed today…I just want to share something with the kids out there…..here goes.. ‘P-E-A-C-E’…. PACE..PEACE.
Have anyone of you heard it before? Peace? Of course the answer is YES.. is it not? You know when the day has gone by and you and your friend have nothing else to do and when you searched your brain and it came out ‘empty’, you settle in a very ridiculous child’s play called ‘PENDONG-Peace’….and for the kids out there who doesn’t know.. it is played like this.. you see a 1970’s Volkswagen in the street and you smack the living daylights out of your friend then you say ‘PEACE’ afterwards to avoid a deafening retribution.. ^^ sounds fun isn’t it?
Oh yeah!.. for the ‘cool’ kids out there..peace is used for a stylish ending in one’s statement..like ‘etc..etc..etc.. – Peace out bro!’..and for the politically correct children out there..YES..indeed we often see peace on the newspaper or broadcasted in the television.. it is often seen in a sentence with the Military or government on one end and MILF or NPA on the other.. SO yeah.. we do see and hear Peace all the time.
But then again.. do we really know the meaning of the word? You know.. besides its ‘dictionary’ meaning… DO WE REALLY KNOW PEACE? In a personal level…I think not. Everytime I go out to work.I see people running around aimlessly with their lives… I see people doing something..but not really achieving something…. Even when I go to work I see people all around me doing their work..but not their profession…. Even my comrades are not excluded from that observation.. I see them all bothered inside….smiles on their lips….yet eyes shows the turmoil going on inside them..I for one.. were not excluded…I was also a master of disguise..used to smile when needed..ignoring the same storm that has been brewing for almost all of us.
A lot of us are tired… I know that… I can see it in everyone’s eyes… Tired of one’s existence. Responsibilities…plans…wants…needs. But WHY are we tired? Did it not occur to us that we are simply hampering ourselves? That we are the same enemy inside? The question is why? Why do we fight!? The answer is simple.. we fight because we want something…we WANT to be like this… to be like that.. to have an LCD TV perhaps.. we want a PS3… we want to give a good life to our family perhaps….or we just want to be loved… yeah kids. I know that..^^
The real question is..WHY fight!? Why fight your way to the top? Why fight others just so you can have that THING..that you want? WhY? Everyone of us truly prone to fighting one another because that trait is beneficial in an evolutionary stand point.. but then again during those days you have to outrun and dodge saber-tooth tigers just to take a crap in the forest so yeah it is quite beneficial.. but NOW? You know its not that I’m preaching that we should all just be stupid and prance around like a pony while a snatcher is stealing your stuff..all im saying is.. why fight life? Why so serious!??? What’s with the EMO get-up? What’s with the over-nagative outlook!? What’s up with that!?? MY goodness…believe me it’s a self-defeating game.. to think that ALL People are against you.. that ALL of society is BAD… to think that ALL smiles and faces are out to FUCK you from behind… NO kids. No..as in… NO.
Its crap…simple crap.. for me.. PEACE is not about lolly-gagging all the way to your house..or to your work… or simply being stupid… PEACE is achieved when your MIND is at peace.. yourself is at peace.
Consider these three achievements of Swordsmanship as a guideline:
1st: The sword and the man is united
2nd: The sword exists in one’s heart
3rd: The ABSENCE of the sword in one’s hand and heart
Pretty good shit huh!? ^^
Then again…it is true you know… its not that I killed people or that I am a flying swordsman prancing on top of branches of sakura trees…NO.. I think that the principle above fits us quite well… we are all swordsman.. fighting for our existence in this material plane.. called life. We fight for our beliefs.. for our goals… for our moral values..and philosophies. We fight for the sake of others and for ourselves as well. Everyday of our life we fight and struggle. Yet in all of our fighting we forgot the meaning of PEACE. That is why we’re all tired. That is why we all get sad…
I know it is quite ridiculous to say..or even think that PEACE is attained by surrendering one’s own self to THY self..but why not try it? As for me…I am now at PEACE..
I didn’t had a good childhood..people always finds a way to criticize me for being different.. hence i trained myself to observe others so I will know how to act accordingly. I have always adjusted myself..hence people quite liked me when I was growing up… they said that im a very good chameleon.. melting in the background of any gathering and groups. Then that skill was absorbed in my heart…like being ‘someone’ is no longer a skill but a part of who I am…it became natural for me to ‘adjust’ like breathing..but amidst all the people who ‘liked’ me.. amidst all the people who ‘cares’ for me…I was lost…I was not at peace.. therefore I just found myself…’breaking-down’ once in a while.. perhaps..once a year I just.. breakdown… it continued for God knows how long…and then it dawned on me.. that if I want to be in Peace.. then I should just ‘surrender’…surrender myself to myself…it is not easy task you know.. I was afraid that if I show myself.. people will not like me… so I methodically disarm myself..and gradually I see that there are people out there who are PEOPLE..you know.. people who are not just after your looks or your resources.. but PEOPLE..of course there are some dick heads out there who are FUCKED-up shits and suddenly disappeared.. But you know what? I don’t care.. I am Happy.. at Peace with the world.. at peace with myself.
I am proud to say.. that I am no longer armed.. sure I’m still a very shrewd guy who will observe you until I deemed that you’re not an asshole..(believe me.. I know when someone’s pretentious.. I was once like them..) I still think quite a lot..(I did not became stupid!).. BUT I am unarmed..walking in this plane without the encumbrance of an armor. I am ME. MYSELF. And yeah I ROCK!! Hahahaha!
You should try it too…be free.. be at peace.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Reflection
2011..here we go again about to embark on another leg of our journey called life.
Am I excited? Yes..and No..Yes because the future offers infinite possibilities..and this year like all the years to come holds just the same promise. ‘Infinite possibilities’ sounds exciting isn’t it? But before all that let me use this moment to look back on the God fucked road I have just been..well it is not that all of the road that I’ve been through has been God fucked..some of them at least are very very good..good as in WOW! ^^
2010..hmm.. to be quite methodical..let’s start with the things that I have learned.
1st: My company..HANDS DOWN..SUCK ASS!! Really… as in.. really….. its quite disappointing that I wasted my time in giving my company a chance and believing that there is a ‘light at the end of the tunnel’…well in my company’s case…NO…..God DAMN NO… I always have this feeling that the throne of Satan where he gorges down on the filthy body of Judas is just underneath my company’s building…I tried to ward it off.. really tried my best..but no.. its TRUE… it is all fucking TRUE.. my company is worse than Hell..simply because all the denizens of hell from the Archdemons way down to the lowest shittiest peons (who spends eternity cleaning all the bile, guts, feces of all demons and shit-ass people whose tortured there and swims in the lake of burning fire and sulphur FOR ALL ETERNITY) have more COMMON SENSE than all the people running and working in my company..God DAMN………..as I said a million times before.. all the people in my co. combined can never ever outsmart a dead fish…yeah its true.. I know some persons out there will say ‘Bakit di ka pa umalis?’ <- Fuck You. As I said.. I am an optimist and I used to believe that there is hope.. so yeah.. were all assholes.. especially me who believed that there is hope in such a God forsaken..Satan Favored..idiotic-mental-asylum-pretending-to-be-a-company.
2nd: DO not ever sacrifice my studies for my family.. well there was a time when I was simply stressed out of my pants because of the future..(you know..House, Lot, Car and stuff..family things..) and I decided to solicit any suggestions from my family. So yeah.. I didn’t go to my class and boarded a bus straight to lucena.. I figured.. “What the Heck.. I know the future thingy and the potential help I can get from my family is worth more than 1 class of Advanced Theories of Personalities and 1 class of Advanced Statistics..”………………………….I WAS DEAD WRONG…..
When I went there everything is normal.. meaning.. my family is there… we do some ‘PETTY TALKS’, ate, and rested for a new day when I plan to get some help…WHEN…TRAGEDY STRIKES…I will not go into details because honestly it still sucks to remember it…let’s just say that RELATIVES just POPPED-Up out of nowhere and surprised the Living HELL out of us… well especially me.. as in I smiled and joked and welcomed all of the fuckers when really I am thinking..”THERE GOES MY PLAN……all ruined..HAHAHAHA.. FUCK ME!! HAHAHA..God DAMN!!!” so yeah….. what happened next is really predictable and simple…. I GOT NO SHIT…….no SHIT… and when it is time to go back to my home in manila…. The parents got out of the house and INSISTED for ME to HAVE THIS SMELLY..STINKING..BULKY and really…really ANNOYING FISH HEAD….yeah.. you heard it right kids!! A HEAD of a FISH!!!!!!....here I am..thinking that I will get advice on how to plan this critical stage in my life.. as in providing for a future family… like you know... advice on how to get a new house..how to see if a location is good enough for the kids.. and you know.. cars and stuff.. ADVICE.. and I GET A HEAD OF A FISH!!..What the HELL!.. anyways.. to cut it short…. I boarded the bus.. with a head of a fish sticking out of a paper bag.. and it began to smell when I’m nearing Buendia…. God Bless that day……
3rd: I love my girlfriend. The reason is really simple….because of all the things that I can explain or at the least.. ‘kind of’ explain using bits of knowledge from every aspect of life and other stuff.. my feelings for her didn’t change and I am still at a loss of words on how to describe it. In other words.. there is NO REASON.
4th: I used to think that life is a FUCKER….and all the persons in this crappy plane called life..were no longer virgins…. Yeah.. you guessed it.. because I used to think that all people were FUCKED..FUCKED by LIFE.. who Is a FUCKER! And all the people who were FUCKED but remains on top of the pedestals of our FUCKED SOCIETY were called MOTHER FUCKERS...you know all the fashionistas-na-walang-alam-at-walang-SINTIDO COMMON…all the entertainers..all the “rockers-ala-pacute-bading-pero-rocker-parin”, all the politicians (who have really have no soul because they were already digested by Satan and CRAPPED somewhere in hell), all the policemen (who are currently earning a huge PAY from crimelords), all the snatchers, hold-uppers, robbers (who were just fucked…and wants to fuck all FUCKERS like us..you know SPREAD the FUCK ^^), and all the “MAHIRAP-PERO-walang-ginagawa-kase-ang-saya-ng-hingi-lang-ng-hingi-at-ang-past-time-ay-mag-rally-mang-iyot-at-manaksak”…you know the list goes on..and on…
But the truth is..life is beautiful…like the Amazon Rainforest.. beautiful and treacherous..^^
Life really is neutral…and when I was used to think that life is a fucker.. well it really makes no sense at all.. I started to see the truth that I’m just being an asshole.. a crying ‘Woe-is-me’ asshole…who has less brain than a 1 year old kid..you know why??? BECAUSE THOSE who think that LIFE SUCKS.. are just “EMO-NEGATIVE-SELF-DEFEATING-CRAP-JUST-TO-LOOK-COOL-PEOPLE”..and they make me sick… because they are just like KIDS….. KIDS who are having tantrums…who are crying… to get attention.. instead of DOING SOMETHING.. They marinade themselves in their own Feces.. its pathetic..and pitiful..and yeah.. I WAS one of them.. but at least.. now I am free….yeah kids.. I am FREE.. know why?? Because I REJECT the norm…I REJECT all the things that society or all the “EMO-NEGATIVE-SELF-DEFEATING-CRAP-JUST-TO-LOOK-COOL-PEOPLE” are saying…I am FREE..because I will stop being a CHICKEN SHIT and DO the things I want o do (well of course upon determining that it’s not MURDER or RAPE..or Fucked-Up Stuff like that..ok? ^^)..I am free because now..
I LEARN from the PAST
I APPRECIATE the PRESENT
and I LOOK FORWARD to a BRIGHT FUTURE
Happy New Year Everyone!!
Its about time to DO something…2011 is here and it offers infinite rewards IF you’re not a CHICKEN SHIT to get it.
Am I excited? Yes..and No..Yes because the future offers infinite possibilities..and this year like all the years to come holds just the same promise. ‘Infinite possibilities’ sounds exciting isn’t it? But before all that let me use this moment to look back on the God fucked road I have just been..well it is not that all of the road that I’ve been through has been God fucked..some of them at least are very very good..good as in WOW! ^^
2010..hmm.. to be quite methodical..let’s start with the things that I have learned.
1st: My company..HANDS DOWN..SUCK ASS!! Really… as in.. really….. its quite disappointing that I wasted my time in giving my company a chance and believing that there is a ‘light at the end of the tunnel’…well in my company’s case…NO…..God DAMN NO… I always have this feeling that the throne of Satan where he gorges down on the filthy body of Judas is just underneath my company’s building…I tried to ward it off.. really tried my best..but no.. its TRUE… it is all fucking TRUE.. my company is worse than Hell..simply because all the denizens of hell from the Archdemons way down to the lowest shittiest peons (who spends eternity cleaning all the bile, guts, feces of all demons and shit-ass people whose tortured there and swims in the lake of burning fire and sulphur FOR ALL ETERNITY) have more COMMON SENSE than all the people running and working in my company..God DAMN………..as I said a million times before.. all the people in my co. combined can never ever outsmart a dead fish…yeah its true.. I know some persons out there will say ‘Bakit di ka pa umalis?’ <- Fuck You. As I said.. I am an optimist and I used to believe that there is hope.. so yeah.. were all assholes.. especially me who believed that there is hope in such a God forsaken..Satan Favored..idiotic-mental-asylum-pretending-to-be-a-company.
2nd: DO not ever sacrifice my studies for my family.. well there was a time when I was simply stressed out of my pants because of the future..(you know..House, Lot, Car and stuff..family things..) and I decided to solicit any suggestions from my family. So yeah.. I didn’t go to my class and boarded a bus straight to lucena.. I figured.. “What the Heck.. I know the future thingy and the potential help I can get from my family is worth more than 1 class of Advanced Theories of Personalities and 1 class of Advanced Statistics..”………………………….I WAS DEAD WRONG…..
When I went there everything is normal.. meaning.. my family is there… we do some ‘PETTY TALKS’, ate, and rested for a new day when I plan to get some help…WHEN…TRAGEDY STRIKES…I will not go into details because honestly it still sucks to remember it…let’s just say that RELATIVES just POPPED-Up out of nowhere and surprised the Living HELL out of us… well especially me.. as in I smiled and joked and welcomed all of the fuckers when really I am thinking..”THERE GOES MY PLAN……all ruined..HAHAHAHA.. FUCK ME!! HAHAHA..God DAMN!!!” so yeah….. what happened next is really predictable and simple…. I GOT NO SHIT…….no SHIT… and when it is time to go back to my home in manila…. The parents got out of the house and INSISTED for ME to HAVE THIS SMELLY..STINKING..BULKY and really…really ANNOYING FISH HEAD….yeah.. you heard it right kids!! A HEAD of a FISH!!!!!!....here I am..thinking that I will get advice on how to plan this critical stage in my life.. as in providing for a future family… like you know... advice on how to get a new house..how to see if a location is good enough for the kids.. and you know.. cars and stuff.. ADVICE.. and I GET A HEAD OF A FISH!!..What the HELL!.. anyways.. to cut it short…. I boarded the bus.. with a head of a fish sticking out of a paper bag.. and it began to smell when I’m nearing Buendia…. God Bless that day……
3rd: I love my girlfriend. The reason is really simple….because of all the things that I can explain or at the least.. ‘kind of’ explain using bits of knowledge from every aspect of life and other stuff.. my feelings for her didn’t change and I am still at a loss of words on how to describe it. In other words.. there is NO REASON.
4th: I used to think that life is a FUCKER….and all the persons in this crappy plane called life..were no longer virgins…. Yeah.. you guessed it.. because I used to think that all people were FUCKED..FUCKED by LIFE.. who Is a FUCKER! And all the people who were FUCKED but remains on top of the pedestals of our FUCKED SOCIETY were called MOTHER FUCKERS...you know all the fashionistas-na-walang-alam-at-walang-SINTIDO COMMON…all the entertainers..all the “rockers-ala-pacute-bading-pero-rocker-parin”, all the politicians (who have really have no soul because they were already digested by Satan and CRAPPED somewhere in hell), all the policemen (who are currently earning a huge PAY from crimelords), all the snatchers, hold-uppers, robbers (who were just fucked…and wants to fuck all FUCKERS like us..you know SPREAD the FUCK ^^), and all the “MAHIRAP-PERO-walang-ginagawa-kase-ang-saya-ng-hingi-lang-ng-hingi-at-ang-past-time-ay-mag-rally-mang-iyot-at-manaksak”…you know the list goes on..and on…
But the truth is..life is beautiful…like the Amazon Rainforest.. beautiful and treacherous..^^
Life really is neutral…and when I was used to think that life is a fucker.. well it really makes no sense at all.. I started to see the truth that I’m just being an asshole.. a crying ‘Woe-is-me’ asshole…who has less brain than a 1 year old kid..you know why??? BECAUSE THOSE who think that LIFE SUCKS.. are just “EMO-NEGATIVE-SELF-DEFEATING-CRAP-JUST-TO-LOOK-COOL-PEOPLE”..and they make me sick… because they are just like KIDS….. KIDS who are having tantrums…who are crying… to get attention.. instead of DOING SOMETHING.. They marinade themselves in their own Feces.. its pathetic..and pitiful..and yeah.. I WAS one of them.. but at least.. now I am free….yeah kids.. I am FREE.. know why?? Because I REJECT the norm…I REJECT all the things that society or all the “EMO-NEGATIVE-SELF-DEFEATING-CRAP-JUST-TO-LOOK-COOL-PEOPLE” are saying…I am FREE..because I will stop being a CHICKEN SHIT and DO the things I want o do (well of course upon determining that it’s not MURDER or RAPE..or Fucked-Up Stuff like that..ok? ^^)..I am free because now..
I LEARN from the PAST
I APPRECIATE the PRESENT
and I LOOK FORWARD to a BRIGHT FUTURE
Happy New Year Everyone!!
Its about time to DO something…2011 is here and it offers infinite rewards IF you’re not a CHICKEN SHIT to get it.
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