reruns…

Somehow…I now believe in the saying "HISTORY repeats itself"

reposting from the archives of my very first blog..circa 2005

THE GRANDideation

It is true. we are bound to be aimless at some point after you have marched out of the portals of your alma mater.right now i don't even know what i feel.. mixed emotions? there's no such thing. we should know better.. i should know better but oh well for some unexplained phenomena.. it has sunk in.. what am i to do? what is next?i am left to procrastinate for the rest of my summer.. thinking of god knows what.. but hell at least i'll have a break.. for 3 consecutive summers.. i've been working my ass off just to catch up for the one semester sabbatical that was not voluntary but mandatory..

the grand ideation blues..i mean post-grad trauma has finally set it.. there's no regrets. i had fun. i had a superb time while in college..it was truly the worst and best of times…i actually feel lucky i had chosen my course instead of moping for not making it in the quota of the course i was supposed to take..

but right now, at this point, i'm no doubt overwhelmed by sadness. i know its not the end but instead a beginning.. but to hell with this cliche. it is the start of facing the problem of unemployment and the grim truth that i am of legal age therefore i am capable of doing crazy things like get married, and face the fact that i will be a tax payer once i get a decent job..

the truth does hurt. so here i am stuck with this lump in my throat.. i have to admit i am quite scared.. who isn't?

..o0o..

Trying to get a clearer picture of a puzzle.. Same questions.Still searching some answersWhere do we go from here? Which arrow do we choose? Where does our inner compass point to? Are we suppose to follow a straight line or do we take detours?  Which path leads us to the pot of gold or a pile of shit?  But the the ultimate question of the young and underpaid… SINO NGA BA SI KUYA?

Bakit hindi na lang siya mag-audition sa season 3 ng PBB? Bakit? Is she chicken shit?

Abangan sa susunod na kabanata….

coat for the day

"Everything will be okay in the end.. If it's not okay, it's not the end."

Funny. I just thought that it does make sense..somehow. 

leave it to the porn stars

Sadly, you will not see a porn clip in this post. I refuse to link any material containing adult contents…or better yet any form of adults acting like 13 year-olds at the height of their pubescent years. I am not fond watching amateurs showcasing their hidden talents in gymnastics and human anatomy. I am not fond of watching XXX at all. Maybe once I was curious what was this all about. I have to admit the last time I saw an X-rated clip was with my cousins way back in highschool or was it college? We were giggling (making it as discreet as possible because our aunts and uncles are just on the other room). It was 12:00 in the freaking afternoon! hahaha. Nothing much to elaborate on that. Just hearing the oooohs and aaaahs makes my eardrums go boinkers. My brain keeps telling me to switch to a different channel other than WOWOW or other adult channels. But as soon as we got it over with, it just left me asking: WHAT THE FUZZZZ? Why do these people tolerate voyeurism. What pleasure do they get from this? Isn't this carnal act be left for HIM to witness? I bet God would say…"Holy Shit! I thought baboons are the worst creatures I've ever created?  

I must say the PORN industry has a large following. Most of them are either NUNS, PRIESTS, SPINSTERS, PERVERTS, and REGULAR COLLEGE or even HIGH SCHOOL kids with raging hormones. Scandals and sexcapades can easily be viewed with the help of the very self-serving youtube and other broadcast media engines whatever you call that shinitz! The prolific array of adult material—-easily accessible to the entire general population! I'm not being a hypocrite or whatever because people do get paid to do this. I am not in the position to make foul judgements.. But then again, does my opinion really matter?  It's still a matter of choice. You want to satisfy yourself with getting a complete volume of unadulterated triple x stuff by all means…go forth… For me there are just better things to do with your life than to film yourself while….getting jiggy with mr or ms. whoever. the earth is already overpopulated as it is. and please please please if you don't want to be tagged with any scandal….don't give your consent. do it privately…with no peeping toms and voyeurists…  leave it to the porn stars..

do i make sense…i never do..hahaha 

MEANT to LIVE

Meant To Live (Switchfoot)

SONG FOR THE DAY

Title: Meant to Live

Artist: Switchfoot

Full Lyrics

"We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves? "

"Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we’re bent and broken, broken "

"We want more than this world’s got to offer
We want more than this world’s got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life yeah"

– o0o–

Sometimes..All we need is MUSIC to calm our "on-the-brink-selves"…because in reality… We cannot afford a professional therapist. And we're just young and underpaid individuals swinging sides to sides in this URBAN jungle. 

We're all meant to live! Live a life full of shit.  But maybe shit is good enough? 

how to stop an exploding woman…

For crissakes it just blush on. Whoever said I’m blooming should be castrated.  I’m way pass my puberty so when HE says you’re “blooming” it can either mean your boobs looks unusually bigger for others to notice or you’ve finally decided to wear make up. Compliments. How can you tell if they’re really sincere? Should you take it literally as a compliment or an insult? My sincerity radar is malfunctioning so I’m finding it hard to judge. I saw this book in POWERBOOKS—it’s called THE DEFINITIVE BOOK of BODY LANGUAGE. Maybe I should get a copy. It just might help stop an exploding woman. Hormones! Who ever invented them?