this is quite true in the philippines:
"The point however is that despite all the noble words like freedom of choice and democracy, the biggest word of them all, it is not about democracy or freedom of choice. It is more like the golden rule: he who has the gold makes the rule."
www.boholtimes.com
Friday, December 19, 2003
on politics...
blogging 101
- get friends. lots of them. other than yourself, they will somehow visit your site, and somehow read your posts, and somehow understand (if only a tad bit). just be sure they get to be online too. somehow. :p
>>Keep Reading: More of This Post, Photos and Commentsfriendster...
after a couple weeks on friendster (yes, i too get to go with the flow sumtimes...well, oftentimes...okay...always..lolz) i finally have a lot of friends! 4 all in all. wel, okay that's not a lot. but i wasn't really trying anyways so u know...damn. okay. wake-up. I GOT NOOOO FRNDS!!!! *runs around naked, panting, panicking* nah...it's alryt. *grins*
chill! :p
blogging 101...
- learn to rant, gripe, whine and curse the fuck out of the world. these posts earn the greatest points in BlogLandia.
>>Keep Reading: More of This Post, Photos and Commentsquote gimli...
"Speaking on behalf of the Dwarves, there are those that see our attempts to earn an honest living, by delving into the Earth, and transmuting it into beautiful things. There are those that are jealous of our culture and would doubtless say that that means we're materialistic and greedy. Well, so we are materialistic! It's a proper way for a dwarf to be!" - Sci-fi Channel
from TheOneRing.net
silence...
i can't write. i have lost the words that supposedly come naturally out of my mouth. the words, phrases and sentences it seems have been sucked in by a terrible hurricane only to be replaced by traces and fading memories of them. i am done for. i am to be silent and drowned in the humilation of losing the very essence of my pitiful existence. i was to write. but, now, as has been all this lifetime, i cannot.
how can i object? how can i stop this fall?
the silence has made me mindless of the things that are happening around me. i take in all the things yet i do not understand nor comprehend. they enter into the realm of my hearing yet not one is ever heard.
i concede. i shall die in the hope of being reincarnated again (as has been) and finding my words, phrases and sentences in the next lifetime.
Thursday, December 18, 2003
damn rain won't stop...
most ppl have been grumbling all day. mostly coz it's too cold and their jackets and sweaters do not match the current trend anymore or that they get muddy in the seldom repaired streets. road repairs and cold weather seem to go hand in hand out here. ppl don't mind until they get stung themselves. i work at a public office btw. hehe
it's the 18th today. a couple friends - taweng and bem2x - will be celebrating their bdays. i won't probably be goin' to their parties because of the rain - i got a motorbike for a ride and they don't come with roofs and windshields. on the other hand, it will be cool (literally too! argh!) to drop by wet. hmmm...some tanduay rhum would really be helpful...hehe
anyways, gotta rhum..i mean rhun..no...run. there. :p
chill.
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
changes
for about 3 or so hours after my last post, i changed bits of this template. i have to say though, i had fun. hehe i'm a geek. so what?! hehe
anyways, this would be my layout for the meantime. stay tuned for a better one. aight? aight.
chill! :p
hangover
a gray heavy rain cloud of pain hangs low inside the crevices of my poor head as if ready to pour rain and wash out whatever memory of the night that passed is left lodged in my neurons. a deep throbbing pain reminds of the sweet-bitterness of the beer washing the chunky peanuts in my throat...what a beautiful discovery of man this beer thing yet so ugly in the rear. i know, nobody said dropping 20 bottles of beer was any beautiful. ugly as shit - shit per se.
ah what the hell, this new blog should do the trick. as has been said, writing frees up repressed feelings. with fingers-crossed and maligned prose, this is my first step.
chill! :p
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