korean way

If Madonna reinvents herself from time to time, changing from one painfully portrayed image from to another, from a material girl to a disco queen, but at the end of the day it is still her we see on tv, buttcheeks and all, and not to mention more thin lines on her face. On the parallel side of the wormhole, an adolescent commonly known as me is finding his place on earth and is experiencing the figure of speech that was just mentioned. Instead of a popstar, it is more of a pop quiz that is bombarded to his little brains asking interconnected questions, if not, much like the same. Confused? So am I.

What I’m really talking about are the shards of existential questions our own selves ask us from once in a while. It may come in different verbs but the purpose is just the same: To question our very existence.This time that question comes in a complete package from a bottle of vitamins to a tv commercial and is even immortalized by a jingle that goes “anong meron ang taong happy?”(What does a happy person have?). It may for some people a peace of mind, a lovelife, and a great sex life. For the non-intellects, a piece of mind would do. It may also be as simple as watching your own favorite show or as noble as volunteering to live in an isolated place in Palawan to teach. For the lost souls, taking crack, weed, the “cool stuffs” only to find out that their euphoria is short-lived. Really short-lived. Who said vitamins can make you happy, anyway? And for some people, asking a serious question to a High school friend if he really got someone pregnant after graduation as if it were a joke.(definitely not mine. I was the one asked. And definitely not true!)

The other day, the Philippines was proclaimed on top of the loneliest countries in Asia. This actually came in shock, when just last year the Filipinos were lauded as one of the happiest people in this lonely planet. But boy was I shock when I saw France as one of the lonely countries and Korea on the opposite pole. See, there was this recent survey recently that showed the French were the most happy with their sex life while the Korean women were not. Does this mean that a.) Sex is no longer a factor in attaining happiness? Or b.) The French, by some sort of misfortune, passed their sexual prowess to the land of Sandara Park? But I say its C. Contentment. Maybe the Koreans were just contented with the sex they were having and the French were just insatiable. But seriously, I think it’s all a matter of loving what you got and NOT having what you want. Hmm, Does this mean being Korean is the “in” thing right now?

Because they are just so contented... and it aint because of some stupid vitamins.

Barely Legal

I guess have to don my birthday suit because I'm finally turning 18. Yeah! right? Right? Wrong. Its more like a boo because I'm getting a year older! And as for my birthday suit... well, maybe. When I finally lose my mind! haha.I still couldn't believe it. I was a kid of rockstar dreams, wet dreams and laziness yesterday but.... wait a minute! I still am a kid of rockstar dreams, wet dreams and laziness. Mom and dad, I do wanna change. But not now. Maybe tomorrow. But what I like about being in the legal age is that I can now do "adult" stuffs like drinking,sex,etc... OK. I'm not gonna go that far. yet. Besides, I seldom drink. I quit smoking. I'm still a untouched. hehe

Spoiled Bread

I've never seen such a witch in this side of the bread. He's such a witch, he believes in so much mysticism and all. He even have the girls under his spell because they thik he's such a smart dude. Smart. Yeah right. I'm not even impressed at all.

Maybe the fact that he could write our lesson on the board without even looking at his notes could leave one's jaws dropped but one must also put in mind that this Mr. Panis (bread in Spanish) guy has been teaching, according to my guesstimation, more than a century. Ok, I made that up. But count his gray hairs! That alone is a proof. What I'm saying is, he's been teaching the same stuffs over and over again so it shouldn't come out as a shock if he knows history by heart.

Taking up history with him is such a suckfest it makes me want to go back to U.P.. Because back there, we didn't have to deal with dates, weird names, dates and weird names again. It was all why. Back in U.P., we masturbated intellectually, not mimic like a parrot. And my teacher there was cool, not like him who looks like as if taken straight fromthe Amish and thrown down to the modern world... which could also be a reason why he doesn't use microphones despite our dire need of it.

Bottomline is, If Mr. Panis was a bread, he's panis.

To Hell With Kaye

Just when I thought Kaye Alaba went to hell along with the money she got from my classmates and my phone, then comes her comeback. Oh fuck, not her. If there’s anyone I’d like to do a comeback, It would be anyone but Kaye.

She did pay her sins, did she? Because If she didn’t, I’ll make sure she will. Now, I may come off as a devil (and not to mention a cheapstake) right now but the hell I care. I’m not so much of a forgiving person. Well, I do forget sometimes but I do not forgive. And If by any chance I would, I’ll make sure I got even first. I do not forgive- I get even. No way would I tolerate that self-conscious, in thirst of belongingness, pretentious, social-climber bitch. Maybe her parents could but not me.

I must admit. I feel a little pang of guilt knowing I could flush someone else’s life down the toilet because of P14000. I mean, how cheap is that? But then, when did her life become expensive? She even said it herself. And besides, it was her who made her life cheap.

She even had the nerve to write a letter that she’d end her life because of what I did. Did she really think I’d fall for that? She thinks her lies were good. Well, they suck! And did she really think I’d feel guilty? Ok, I did. But on second thought, why should I? I’m the victim here. I lost my phone to think I offered her my friendship.

News has it that she’s been spotted in the mall. No, not cleaning you silly. She was strolling. Oh well, some people are just thick-skinned, aren’t they?

sloth

My holiday break didn't become the productive two weeks I wanted it to be. My books were left unopen, the Neil Gaiman novel still unfinished, and the speech unmemorized. I am such a sloth. My schedule was just busy, I guess- busy of sleeping, eating, reading(the newspaper), watching dvd's... you know, sloth things. Now, how am I gonna be on top of my field if I'm gonna stick with this kind of life?

sunny, where art thou?

Finally the sun shown up after a few days of hibernation! Where the hell have you been sunny? Christmas wasn't the fun I expected to be. It was... dull. And I didn't even know the reason why. If it wasn't for my friend Caryl who texted and asked me how my Christmas was, I wouldn't have found out the reason why Christmas wasn't Christmasy. It was because of the sun. The sun wasn't where it supposed to be was... And *****'s not-being-able-to-reply act didn't even have the slightest effect. Really. Really! Well ok, It did... but just a bit. Besides, I'm not so into her anymore.

Follow you? You're kidding, right?

I really hate it when people with no authority act as if they're some kind of a god. Dude, I'm not a leader but I'm no follower and never will be. And besides, next time If you pull a some kind of a leader act make sure you are at least half as good-looking and half as smart. See to it that you came from schools I've been to sucker!

the jerk

I've been thinking what If I'm gonna stay this way forever? Am I gonna be lonely?...
Friends? Yeah I got some. But in the end, does one really have that many friends? And besides, crowds makes me lonely. I'll just feel as if I'm an island in a sea of people.
Sometimes I wish I was a jerk so I could just just play other girls' feelings. But then I'm not. I hate commitments. I hate being attached. I hate being stucked.
Wait a minute, I am a jerk!

PE sucks

If it wasn't for my PE I should have gone home by now and relish the long weekend. The sad part is I have PE. The saddest part is I've got to have PEs for four consecutive semesters!

Porn Again

I think I'm just into porn lately.