Revelling

The title has nothing to do with what I'm about to write.

Last night, I was out with my buddies. After a tiring game of tag, we had pizza and soda at a nearby place. First time here and the pizza/s were okay. But that's not why I'm writing now. We were having some convo, usually filled with gossip, laughter and people bashing (it's irresistable and fun, living vicariously through other's mishaps) when suddenly the topic came to the never-on relationship of one of my buddies with this girl in college.

They never became "them" but they were a thing, at least on other people's eyes, they were, or at least some find it obvious that there was some sort of mutual attraction between the two. Of course last night people asked why things didin't move further, and funny thing was the answer, or the lack thereof.

Generic I-don't-wanna-talk-about-it-response was, "long story". and this other guy was laughing. Odd. Of course we know nothing about what happened and we were curious, but I was more curious to what's so funny about the story? was there really a story to tell? or was there something more about it. something that no longer involves the girl herself. something untold.

Somebody's hiding something and somebody knows about it, that's why it's funny. And the girl, well... let's just not involve her shall we? This year has been filled with revelations and maybe, another one wouldn't hurt. ending the year with a bang.

Lost Phone

If I found a lost phone, will I return it?

Yesterday, I lost my phone. I had it in my pocket when I left the house and upon entering the MRT platfrom at the North Avenue station, I felt it gone. I don't know exaclty how I lost it or if it was stolen. Maybe it dropped out of my pocket at the FX or maybe it was taken from my pocket when I was going up the station, the people, the crowd (another reason why I hate crowds) but I know that upon riding the train, I have lost my phone.

The loss caused me an entire day of torment, I had no appetite and I could just feel the blood leaving my face. I hate that feeling. The feeling of regret that I didn't put it inside my bag when I thought about it back home, the feeling of loss knowing it's been with me for a while and now it's gone, and the feeling of doubt and hope thinking that whoever found it could be kind, being very optimistic about the situation while some voice screams "ASA" at the back of my head. The feeling dragged me all day.

I've been calling the phone for the past 29 hours to no avail. It's ringing. It's not. It's confusing. I don't  know if someone already found it refusing my calls and ignoring my messages or if the phone's still out there waiting for its new owner.

I also lost a phone a few years back and I was more than grateful to the guy who found it. I lost it in a bus on my way home and it tormented me all night. Next day though I got a call to meet up. I found out he works as a cashier at McDonalds. I was happy. I gave him reward. I would've treated him to dinner but he was on shift. That was the last time I ever had a phone returned to me.

I'm over it. I called Globe today and checked my charges for the past 24 hours and had it blocked (the line). I'm on my way out to get myself a new SIM card, a new phone and retrieve the IMEI from my files for the report I'm going to file with the NTC.

But now I wonder, if I ever found a lost phone, wouldI return it? Would I be kind and answer the owner's calls and oblige to return it? I already did it once when I did find a phone inside a men's restroom. The owner was somewhat grateful. He did say thank you. But now that I lost two phones this year, none of which came back, would I be able to exert the same level of kindness I had before? Or would I practice the "finder's keepers" philosophy, in much the same way the the people who found my phone did?

I'm leaning towards the latter. I already lost two, it's time that I get my revenge. Pay it forward. Screw kindness, I only have so much and with what happened to me, it's depleted.

If you found a lost phone, would you be kind enough to return it?

My Amnesia Girl Lines

So dahil benta sa akin ang movie, here are some of the lines from the movie.

"Sabi sa census may 11 milyon na tao sa Metro Manila. Paano mo malalaman na nahanap mo na yung taong para sa'yo? Maaring nakita mo na siya, pero yumuko ka para magsintas. Maaring nakatabi mo na siya, pero lumingon ka para tingnan ang traffic lights. Maaring nakasalubong mo na siya pero humarang yung pedicab.

May mga maswerteng tao na nahanap na yung taong para sa kanila. May mga tanong patuloy na naghahanap at may iba na sumuko na. Pero yung pinakamasaklap, eh yung na sayo na pinakawalan mo pa"

"Ulan ka ba? Kasi lupa ako. Sa ayaw at sa gusto mo, sa akin ang bagsak mo."

Laser, Beans and Memory Loss

I originally planned to just see a movie to make use of the movie pass. My evening didn’t turn out as planned. It was a spontaneous decision for me to go to Greenhills to see my friends.

But before anything, I had to drop by The Block to satisfy my all-day craving for TSG’s Green Eggs and Ham Sandwich. And boy was I glad I dropped by. Sure I ran a bit late but that was some really good sandwich.

Three missed calls later, I got to Greenhills with the bustling crowd getting ready for the holidays. The holiday spirit sure is coming near. The mechanically simulated holiday show has already started to entertain families and inspire young minds until the first week of January next year.

KFC Double Down

I so want one! I totally forgot to get this for lunch. Ahhhh!!!

The new KFC Double Down sandwich is real! This one-of-a-kind sandwich features two thick and juicy boneless white meat chicken filets (Original Recipe® or Grilled), two pieces of bacon, two melted slices of Monterey Jack and pepper jack cheese and Colonel's Sauce. This product is so meaty, there’s no room for a bun! » Watch the TV Commercial

The Double Down comes in two versions – Original Recipe® or Grilled and the nutrition information after the jump.

Sexually Charged Lines in Star Wars

I was browsing through some comments on some article and I found this.

The top 10 sexually charged lines in the Star Wars movies:

1. Size matters not...judge me by my size do you?
2. Curse my metal body, I wasn't fast enough!
3. Look at the size of that thing!
4. You're all clear kid. Now let's blow this thing and go home!
5. You came in that thing! You're braver than I thought.
6. The last time I felt it, was in the presence of my old master.
7. You've got something jammed in here real good.
8. Control, control...You must learn control.
9. Luke, at that speed do you think you'll be able to pull out in time?
10. Get in there you big furry oaf, I don't care WHAT you smell!

Number nine just made me laugh. Haha.

Lab Date

I was browsing through Lamebook and found this.

LOL.

Men's Health Urbanathlon 2010

Wooohooo!!! That was awesome! Just finished 5 awesome kilometers of Men's Health Urbanathlon 2010 and I had a great time running and doing the obstacles.

There were six obstacles in store for all the runners namely: tires, balance beam, maze, hurdles, low crawl, and the wall. These obstacles, originally marketed to be "challenging" for the runners and the first of its kind in the running universe, kind of threw me off. First, they weren't as challenging as I thought they would be and second, too much traffic. People traffic causing some serious running down time.

Although they weren't exactly as challenging as I thought they would be, it was still great. My favorites were the hurdles and the wall. I was like in Parkour heaven. At least for the Parkour noob that I am. Yay me!

Ok so check out more pics after the jump.

It's Our Time to Shine

The theme of this year's ABS-CBN Christmas Station ID is "Ngayong Pasko Magniningning ang Pilipino". It's our time to shine. Be the best at what we can and be proud of it.

Proud to be a Kapamilya, Proud to be Pinoy. XD

Not quite as impressed as last year's though. It grows on you and it actually sounded better than last year's.

The Story of Kyle

I know this may be one of the oldest chain emails forwarded from person to person many years ago. But as I was cleaning up my home office, I came about this newspaper article I cut out and kept that featured the Story of Kyle. And since I was cleaning up but didn't want to let go of this story, I'll post it here just to keep me reminded of this wonderful story and clean up the crap cluttering my home.

So here it goes:

Notes to Self

I saw friend of mine with a book called "Notes to Self" by Hugh Prather and I have to say I liked it. So I'm sharing with you some of the quotes in the book.

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The way to live is to have no way. My only habit should be to have none. Because I did it this way before is sufficient reason not to do it this way today.

To live my life for results would be to sentence myself to continuous frustration and to hang over my head the threat of death may at any moment make my having lived a waste.

My only sure reward is in my actions and not from them. The quality of my reward is in the depth of my response, the centralness of the part of me I act from.

The most realistic attitude for me to have toward future consequences is "it will be interesting to see what happens."

Late Night

It's been less than a week since my last night out. It's been a while since I last saw them. And will probably take as long to see them again. With all of us currently working, and on different shifts and schedules, we're all pretty much drowned by our own busy-ness (business?). Last night was the night to simply get back together and talk. Simple, yet great nevertheless.

Got to Shang a little early. Had nothing to do but window shop. Then a text message. Got to meet S. Upstairs I went and bumped with her. I was starving, so was she... well, almost.

Went to PG13 at the Pavillion. Nice place, so-so food. Went back to Shang to meet with L. Walked around while waiting for M and A. S had a craving and found Cerealicious before the place closed.

The Parfait looked scrupmtuous. And so were the splits and the crepes. Shit! But just had my usual, a regular serving of Cashewblanca with vanill ice cream. Yum.

Got the message from M and met him at Edsa Shang. Went to Paparazzi and had an Italian dinner. Both S and I were full. But the complimentary breads were delightful. and the Gelato, WTF? 480 for something that small?

An Afterthought

An afterthought. That's who I am. An afterthought.

Ask anyone I know and I swear, I'll never be the answer. I never was. Never will be.

That's who I am. Never did I became anyone's best friend. I don't know why. I tried to become one, but no one ever felt I was good enough to be theirs. I was never the first person they call when they had problems. I was never the one they ask for advice. I was never trustworthy enough to share their secrets with. I was always left in the dark. I exist only when whomever they consider best friends are no longer helpful. I'm the backup. I'm the afterthought.

I tried being caring and sympathetic. Being the apathetic guy that I was, and still am at times, caring and sympathizing with anyone is a struggle. But I managed. I was able to at times when I needed to because others needed me. And I was there. But now, I don't know why. I don't know why I even bothered.

It's too much of an effort to actually give myself to anyone. Let alone care for them.

It's a simple fact. People don't like me. People don't need me. If I die right now due to some freak accident, no one would notice. No one would ask. No one would care.

Funny thing is, they always tell me they miss me. But nowadays, saying 'I miss you' is nothing but a gesture. An act of politeness.

It's like history repeating itself. The thing that drove me to become antisocial and numb is happening again. Neglect. It's worse than being rejected. At least a rejection explicitly showed ones dislike towards me, neglect, just happens. I was nowhere near good enough to get noticed. I don't exist. Being antisocial and numb kept me sane. Saved me from all that rejection and neglect. Saved me from all the hurt.

If it weren't for them, I'd be a lonely loser, blade in hand, cutting his wrists off. I am not suicidal. It's stupid. Ending my own life for anyone is just not worth it. I'd rather cause misery and pain to others than end my life because others are miserable to me. Crazy, I know!

I hate to be sulking loser. So I don't put my heart on top of my head. Otherwise, I'd be a mess. I deal with things the way things can only be dealt with. And it's not with a shrink. Apathy. Apathy is a friend I have come to love.

Tomorrow is just another day. I'll deal with people and their best friends with me always in the background. But I don't care. Not even close.

Jollibee on Glee!

This is so cool. Jollibee is now on Glee!!!

... well, not deliberately. And no. the mascot was not there. They just happen to shoot a part of the latest episode at a mall in LA where the scene happened to be in front of Jollibee. Yey!

Go see for yourself.

dream 1 @ Yahoo! Video

Erap Junks Binay

I really thought that Cellphones and cameras were prohibited inside the precincts, but apparently (and quite obviously) high-end HD cameras are allowed. Anyway, Erap didn't vote for Binay? It just goes to show that they're both second bests of each other. Binay wanted Noynoy, Erap wanted someone else. Oh well.

I'll post my Election 2010 experience pretty soon. We still have 2 hours to vote. Keep them coming. Let's all make our votes count.

My Vote Counts. Good or Bad.

Ballots have been printed. PCOS machines have been delivered. CF cards reconfigured. And less than seven hours from now, precincts will open. Everything's ready (well at least in our district) but not me. I have yet to complete my list of electoral candidates. Many positions still left unfilled. And I have no idea how to get infos on the candidates. And it's all my fault. I'm cramming my research  on who I'm gonna vote for. But being me, I wouldn't blame myself for what happened. I'll blame it to the internet which has been acting up since this morning. I'll blame it to the lack of online info about the candidates specially for the local government. I'll blame it on the candidates themselves for mostly doing their sorties at you-know-where's. But it's too late for that now.

Spectacles

Today, I bought myself another pair of glasses. My old ones were okay, but I mean, come on. They're not really mine to begin with. Sure the lenses were made for my eyes, but the frame wesn't. Not that all frames should be custom-made. It's just that, I should at least choose the frame that I really like right? But who am I to complain, after all, I got those frames for free. Don't ask.

Moving on. It was my lucky day for EO was on sale. Perfect timing. Yey for me! I came down between two frames. First, a really small black Converse glasses that fits my face (and its measly bone structure) perfectly, and then the other one was a white, gray and silver Speedo glasses that looks really fun, one that would pass as a sunglass and at the same time a prescription.

My conservative and serious side got the best of me so I chose the black Converse instead. Not only does it look classy-ish-ly hip but it just fits me perfectly. Maybe it was made for kids, I don't know and I dare not to find out. Almost everything I wear these days were made for kids anyway.

So yeah, I bought the frame at 50% off, I bought the lenses after having my eyes checked and I'm here at TCE having lue lemonade waiting for my glasses to be done. Man! Their drinks here are cheap! Well, relatively.

Check out the glasses after the jump.

Bad Romance On The Rocks!

University of Oregon's all male acapella group On The Rocks is now a huge hit on youtube! With their own ensemble of Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance". Watch it on HD.

Definitely a must see.

Multi-Party... is it Possible?

I'm confused. Is Sergio Osmeña under Liberal Party or Puwersa ng Masang Pilipino? And how about Miriam Defensor-Santiago? Is she under the Nationalista Party or Puwersa ng Masang Pilipino? Is it possible to have two parties at the same time? Really?

Piece of...

That's the difference between you and me, I'm a piece of shit and know it.
And because I know it, I can work and improve myself not to be a piece of shit.
You on the other hand are a piece of shit and don't know it.
and because you don't know it you'll be a piece of shit for the rest of your life.

C. Hodson

It's Been Soooooooooooo Long Since I Last Posted Here!

Just found out the cross-posting is enabled. Coolness.

Let's try.