She's back, Tin-Car, our w123 (prolly '79) Mercedes, which we got many a years ago, as a second-hand car. Me and my brother was surprised that we actually have a "new" car then, a very old car. And at first we were dismayed our father bought it. Anyway the reason he bought it because he always dreamed to have a Mercedes, "kahit yung luma". And so we have it.
Years have passed and it soent most of it's time in repairs, to try to calculate, since we had it, let's say 4 years now, it's been in the repair shop for more than 2 1/2 years, for many reasons, including two BIG vehicle-hits. The first by a 6x6 loaded softdrinks delivery truck in the rear, the second, an right-sight bender smack in Edsa, whilst waiting to turn, by a rampaging fully-loaded bus.
The first accident my brother was the passenger, he said he actually didn;t realize they were hit. Tough car (T.C. as I call the MB). Then the second, I ws the one driving. While I was waiting for my chance to turn to Edsa, corner Corinthians, beside the Bonifacio statue. On a stop, and in position, waiting for the incoming to slow down, we were hit by the fast-igonorant bus, who never even braked, and he was speeding at approximately 60+-80+. No skid marks, means, no brake attemp, no swerve in his position, means he didn't even bother to miss.
I was shocked, but despite in awe, and after checking on my passenger,I managed to open my door and windows, uttering, "Ano, papatayin nyo ba kame?". The crash, paralled my cars position with the bus, when initially we we're around 80 degrees different in position. I remeber vividly, the crash made the rear of the MB jump to parallel the bus, and my head hit the side window as I stared at the in-coming bus, I never blinked, knowing I would hurt more if I do, and I was probably frozen in my position.
I was expecting a wreck. And i was furious with shock and fear; shock because of the sudden impact, fear because the car is a wreck and my father will surely get mad, I then almost forgot I almost died.
But only the front right bender that was damaged, and the hood very slight lifted on the side, but still the Mercedes, could run. I was surprised that it was not a wreck, i was almost expecting shards of broken glasss and bloodied face or broken limb. But lo and behold, i was intact, and no glass or window was damaged.
I was in trauma for a year, I didn't drive, and when I did, I was jittery and paranoid. I realized how lucky I was to survive it with nothing broken, only back pains and an aching jaw that hit the side-window.
I told myself, I will avoid driving near a bus, avoid the bus and big trucks, and will avoid driving the van, which actually is the one I drive, it just so happened that it was color-coding. God-thanks, for everything has it's reason.
Now I asked for the car from my mom and dad, and it's mine to take care. I clean and take care of it like a baby. I buy things for it to make it better. I love it, I love her! She saved my life and I am forever thankful. She's for keeps, my T.C..
Sunday, October 16, 2005
The Two-Bestfriends in the World
"To enjoy life, you must share it with someone". Having friends is good, having good friends is better, having best friends is great! And I actually do have numerous friends, many are good, and I count a few as the best. Among the best is a pair, bestfriends, Oliver and Ej.
They have been my friends dating back to San Beda Grade School, then became my close buddies in High School. Since Freshman year, we have been always together. In class, orgs, in the after-class library stay, and after-library-basketball until we all became part of the Student Council in our 4th year. BTW we were classmates for 3 years in High School, with the 3rd yr. being the only exception.
Our friendship I could say is time-proven, life-proven, and is family-like. Almost 5 years now since High School, and we've separated schools and weekday habits and companions, but still we end up always together. We have been having a constant Saturday-get-together. Now it includes a Friday-Night late basketball, and we are now in a basketball team, which we actually preside. Saturdays' is our gimik-day, an NBA LIVE tournament, a much enjoyed leisure we've been doing since High School, I remeber it was NBA LIVE '98, and now we're into NBA LIVE 2006. And still we enjoy playing it with intesity and much fervor, perhaps even more.
This two people, have become like brother's to me. I know for sure I could count on them no matter what, and yet I also know that they wouldn't not tolerate my insanities and be a good friend to reprimand me with my actions. Our friendship is not just to be likened to a rock, but rather to an "adamantium-tough friendship-bundled with sincerity". It wouldn't suffice to describe the amazing realtionship that we have, but to try to put in into words, we have become a "band of brothers".
To me, friendship like this surpass everyhting, it out-lives (love) relationships, it transcends time and space. It is a lifetime friendship, and perhaps could be likened to "'til death do we part". But in death I believe a "continuation", therefore it would be forever.
These guys are the best.
They have been my friends dating back to San Beda Grade School, then became my close buddies in High School. Since Freshman year, we have been always together. In class, orgs, in the after-class library stay, and after-library-basketball until we all became part of the Student Council in our 4th year. BTW we were classmates for 3 years in High School, with the 3rd yr. being the only exception.
Our friendship I could say is time-proven, life-proven, and is family-like. Almost 5 years now since High School, and we've separated schools and weekday habits and companions, but still we end up always together. We have been having a constant Saturday-get-together. Now it includes a Friday-Night late basketball, and we are now in a basketball team, which we actually preside. Saturdays' is our gimik-day, an NBA LIVE tournament, a much enjoyed leisure we've been doing since High School, I remeber it was NBA LIVE '98, and now we're into NBA LIVE 2006. And still we enjoy playing it with intesity and much fervor, perhaps even more.
This two people, have become like brother's to me. I know for sure I could count on them no matter what, and yet I also know that they wouldn't not tolerate my insanities and be a good friend to reprimand me with my actions. Our friendship is not just to be likened to a rock, but rather to an "adamantium-tough friendship-bundled with sincerity". It wouldn't suffice to describe the amazing realtionship that we have, but to try to put in into words, we have become a "band of brothers".
To me, friendship like this surpass everyhting, it out-lives (love) relationships, it transcends time and space. It is a lifetime friendship, and perhaps could be likened to "'til death do we part". But in death I believe a "continuation", therefore it would be forever.
These guys are the best.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Post-Its
I was awfully busy the past few days, some stress, some anxieties, quoting my friend gino's word, minsan "pumitik" narin. Kapagod gumawa ng mga bagay2x na lahat gusto mong gawin, parang si Boom. Siiguro ang lamang mo na lang para di ka "pumitik" ay mag-enjoy ka sa mga ginagawa mo. Kasi kung hinde, kung panay "burat", eh "pipitik" ka talaga..
Buti na lang masaya.
Masaya mag-aral. Masaya mag-basa. Ma-masyal kahit walang pera. Tumawa sa mga mali. Mag-drive kasama ang radio. Mag-isip ng kung anu-ano tungkol sa kung anu-ano rin. Masaya. Di ako baliw, masaya lang. nyehe.
******
Sa Jollibee, kasama si Pinoy-French Idol, napag-usapan namin ang mga bagay ng kakulitan, lumobot sa paksang nagaganap na trapik sa intrsection na aming tanaw, sa pulitika, sa pranses, sa "trip sa buhay" at kay Jollibee siyempre.
Aliw, masaya gawin, kaka-iba talaga si P-F.Idol. Kamukha pa niya si Lilo at si Dora. Sabagay kaibigan niya kamukha si Stitch.
******
Sa munisipyo, panay pulitika ang usap, panay biruan, panay pangarap, panay balak, sukatan, tantsahan, ratsadahan, tirahan. Masaya, marami akong natutu-tunan. Kasama ko pa ang dalawa kong kaibigan na mga tapat at mabuti.
******
Sa telepono kausap si "Magneto". Ang kaibigan kong na pagod at stressed. Di siya pangkaraniwang nilalang. Magaling, matalino, masipag, mabait (na maloko) at "tapat" (2 meanings). Palagay ko taga-ibang planeta siya, kasi sa Earth kulang ang 24 oras sa buhay niya, dapat siguro at least Jupiter siya, para mahaba-haba ang oras na gugu-gulin sa mga bagay na nais niyang gawin. Kasi naman "Magneto" ka lang, di ka si multiple-man, pwede ka sanang flash, kaya lang ang dami talaga ng gusto mo gawin boom, BURN-OUT ka talaga. I swear I'm sure bina-balbas ka na naman. :)
*****
Ang buhay ko, masaya, maayos, may patutunguhan, mabagal nga lang, pero may mararating. My time is my own pacing. Ngayon lahat ng giangawa ko, gusto ko. Ang di ko gusto, di ko ginagawa, o kaya a-a-lamin ko muna kung bakit ko ba dapat gawin. Basta NO to blind obedience, sayang ang kukote, kung panay bangka-ro-te.
Sa isip na nag-iisip, walang sayang na pag-iisip. Ang sayang ay di ma-isip kung na-isip at di-maisip kung umisip. Ang isip na di-umisip ay sayang na isip, gawing parang isaw, meron ka pang "sabaw".
*****
Next up Paralleliisms, comic-book counter-parts! hurrah! sana magawa ko na!
Buti na lang masaya.
Masaya mag-aral. Masaya mag-basa. Ma-masyal kahit walang pera. Tumawa sa mga mali. Mag-drive kasama ang radio. Mag-isip ng kung anu-ano tungkol sa kung anu-ano rin. Masaya. Di ako baliw, masaya lang. nyehe.
******
Sa Jollibee, kasama si Pinoy-French Idol, napag-usapan namin ang mga bagay ng kakulitan, lumobot sa paksang nagaganap na trapik sa intrsection na aming tanaw, sa pulitika, sa pranses, sa "trip sa buhay" at kay Jollibee siyempre.
Aliw, masaya gawin, kaka-iba talaga si P-F.Idol. Kamukha pa niya si Lilo at si Dora. Sabagay kaibigan niya kamukha si Stitch.
******
Sa munisipyo, panay pulitika ang usap, panay biruan, panay pangarap, panay balak, sukatan, tantsahan, ratsadahan, tirahan. Masaya, marami akong natutu-tunan. Kasama ko pa ang dalawa kong kaibigan na mga tapat at mabuti.
******
Sa telepono kausap si "Magneto". Ang kaibigan kong na pagod at stressed. Di siya pangkaraniwang nilalang. Magaling, matalino, masipag, mabait (na maloko) at "tapat" (2 meanings). Palagay ko taga-ibang planeta siya, kasi sa Earth kulang ang 24 oras sa buhay niya, dapat siguro at least Jupiter siya, para mahaba-haba ang oras na gugu-gulin sa mga bagay na nais niyang gawin. Kasi naman "Magneto" ka lang, di ka si multiple-man, pwede ka sanang flash, kaya lang ang dami talaga ng gusto mo gawin boom, BURN-OUT ka talaga. I swear I'm sure bina-balbas ka na naman. :)
*****
Ang buhay ko, masaya, maayos, may patutunguhan, mabagal nga lang, pero may mararating. My time is my own pacing. Ngayon lahat ng giangawa ko, gusto ko. Ang di ko gusto, di ko ginagawa, o kaya a-a-lamin ko muna kung bakit ko ba dapat gawin. Basta NO to blind obedience, sayang ang kukote, kung panay bangka-ro-te.
Sa isip na nag-iisip, walang sayang na pag-iisip. Ang sayang ay di ma-isip kung na-isip at di-maisip kung umisip. Ang isip na di-umisip ay sayang na isip, gawing parang isaw, meron ka pang "sabaw".
*****
Next up Paralleliisms, comic-book counter-parts! hurrah! sana magawa ko na!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
A-mazing
This is short because I am just about to sleep. A-mazing day, is not ordianry, is exra special, is very different. A very long day, without regrets nor a sad thought not even feeling wasting time, none at all.
Yesterday, at around 1:51 a.m. I met an a-mazing person. A personality's progeny. She is a personality herself in her own unique way. One word for the chance knowing her, and her as a person, A-mazing.
The previous day was my, "pinoy-french idol's" birthday. To me, it was simple yer fun, and happy, and content. And enough. And A-mazing too.
After there, on my way home (from Makati). I got lost. Enetering a one-way street, I was stopped by traffic enforcers. After much talk, I gave them my father's calling card, after apologizing and explaining in all honesty, I got lost, and I couldn't find my way. The reason I stopped after they called my attention despit the clear fact that I could just leave them behind, since they were in the other corner of the street when they called me, was I really was lost, and I had to ask for the way.
Anyway, honesty, I used and it proved to be another A-mazing.
Getting home, I parked the vanette I used. Then to my surprise and heartfelt condolences and prayers, our councilor "ABE" King, who passed away last thursday, was having his wake held in our Municipal Hall. So I pay my respects to a good civil servant whom I respect. Before entering the "Sangguniang Bayan", lo and behold my long un-seen friends whom we talked about seeing eacht other on our councilor's wake were there. Co-incidence, is not a matter of accident, or a chance, it has a purpose, even in small means and it is A-mazing.
Life is A-mazing. The purpose, the meaning. And I said this blog would be short, and for me it turned out to be A-mazing.
Yesterday, at around 1:51 a.m. I met an a-mazing person. A personality's progeny. She is a personality herself in her own unique way. One word for the chance knowing her, and her as a person, A-mazing.
The previous day was my, "pinoy-french idol's" birthday. To me, it was simple yer fun, and happy, and content. And enough. And A-mazing too.
After there, on my way home (from Makati). I got lost. Enetering a one-way street, I was stopped by traffic enforcers. After much talk, I gave them my father's calling card, after apologizing and explaining in all honesty, I got lost, and I couldn't find my way. The reason I stopped after they called my attention despit the clear fact that I could just leave them behind, since they were in the other corner of the street when they called me, was I really was lost, and I had to ask for the way.
Anyway, honesty, I used and it proved to be another A-mazing.
Getting home, I parked the vanette I used. Then to my surprise and heartfelt condolences and prayers, our councilor "ABE" King, who passed away last thursday, was having his wake held in our Municipal Hall. So I pay my respects to a good civil servant whom I respect. Before entering the "Sangguniang Bayan", lo and behold my long un-seen friends whom we talked about seeing eacht other on our councilor's wake were there. Co-incidence, is not a matter of accident, or a chance, it has a purpose, even in small means and it is A-mazing.
Life is A-mazing. The purpose, the meaning. And I said this blog would be short, and for me it turned out to be A-mazing.
Sunday, October 09, 2005
A Simple Life (of my Niece)
"French Fries at Kanin", was her reply. I was surprised in disbelief. My 5 year-old niece who together with my cousin (her mom's sister) I brought along to Greenhills-Promenade for a movie (her first ever) as well as to eat. She asked for Jollibee, despite my cousin's insistence on buying at Mcdo instead. So Joliibee we were.
In Jollibee, I carried her up to order, thinking that she would order another "more common" food combination. But again, to the lady taking order's face, she said, "french fries at kanin". I would have loved to laugh, but I could only manage a smirk of a smile, and felt a heart's touching.
My first conceived thought though, was, this girl is cheap to bring along. BTW she only wanted the plain fries, not the new french fries with beef nor the one with cheese, and excuse me, but no ketchups or any condiments too.
Amazing. A plain request. An innocent girl, the wonderful naiveness of a child.
How I wish I could be the same. That everyone wouldn't outgrow their childlike exuberance. And the world would simply be happy and content.
(I wish to write more about her, but I want everyone to capture the single-most important thought from my refreshing date with my favorite (5 yr-old) niece.)
In Jollibee, I carried her up to order, thinking that she would order another "more common" food combination. But again, to the lady taking order's face, she said, "french fries at kanin". I would have loved to laugh, but I could only manage a smirk of a smile, and felt a heart's touching.
My first conceived thought though, was, this girl is cheap to bring along. BTW she only wanted the plain fries, not the new french fries with beef nor the one with cheese, and excuse me, but no ketchups or any condiments too.
Amazing. A plain request. An innocent girl, the wonderful naiveness of a child.
How I wish I could be the same. That everyone wouldn't outgrow their childlike exuberance. And the world would simply be happy and content.
(I wish to write more about her, but I want everyone to capture the single-most important thought from my refreshing date with my favorite (5 yr-old) niece.)
Saturday, October 08, 2005
"Jack of Hearts; Queen of Queens"
Let me play my cards right this time. No more bluffs, no more gambles, at the right moment, I'd lay my everyhting on the table, and then I'll look in your eyes.
I keep just one special card, that "Jack of Hearts". My special card, my true heart. It's not an ACE, but in it's honesty and precison timing=of-play, it may bring the wonders I foresee.
My "Jack of Hearts" to be faced with the Queen of Queens. Tough odds, but I have a tough heart. Queen of Queens, I will not challenge you yet. I'd let the Kings pass by to their content. I'll wait for that moment, when I get the big push, the big help, the great back-up. I know it will come, I have faith, I believe in destiny.
No, don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid, and definitely not playing waiting game. I just want to be sure I'd make a move at the right moment. Precison would be the "Jack of Hearts" greatest and most critical move.
Once before I gambled, then second time I bluffed, now I don't want any of those anymore. This time I will make sure that there will be no more cards at hand. And it will be just me, baring my all that I have to give.
Now, I am making myself deserve you. I have a personal pledge. In due time, I will be man enough to deserve you, man enough to be with you, man enough to deserve your love; the "Queen of Queens".
I keep just one special card, that "Jack of Hearts". My special card, my true heart. It's not an ACE, but in it's honesty and precison timing=of-play, it may bring the wonders I foresee.
My "Jack of Hearts" to be faced with the Queen of Queens. Tough odds, but I have a tough heart. Queen of Queens, I will not challenge you yet. I'd let the Kings pass by to their content. I'll wait for that moment, when I get the big push, the big help, the great back-up. I know it will come, I have faith, I believe in destiny.
No, don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid, and definitely not playing waiting game. I just want to be sure I'd make a move at the right moment. Precison would be the "Jack of Hearts" greatest and most critical move.
Once before I gambled, then second time I bluffed, now I don't want any of those anymore. This time I will make sure that there will be no more cards at hand. And it will be just me, baring my all that I have to give.
Now, I am making myself deserve you. I have a personal pledge. In due time, I will be man enough to deserve you, man enough to be with you, man enough to deserve your love; the "Queen of Queens".
Thursday, October 06, 2005
A Friend's Reply
(This is my Friend's reply to my earlier blog, "I think I'm in Love", written 9/24/2005. I am posting it, un-edited, to share it to all, and to show my gratitude for a well-thought message, actually very very well-thought.)
I believe that there is someone out there God has
prepared for each of us, His children, and that
person is the perfect one for us. Long before a
person is born, God has already planned it
all.That's how great He is!
But then most of the time, people push for what
they want--for what makes them happy, even
temporarily.
I've seen too many people settle for lower than
they are worthy of. They lower their standards for
something below par--hoping at the same time that
they will be, and will remain, happy. It saddens me.
But I have seen, too, those who waited...and God's
plan was the best that has ever happened in their
lives!They are wonderfully happy now, happy with
their one true love...and happy that they made
that choice.
I have done my share of mistakes, too, and that
wasn't even long ago. I bargained with Him. I
almost settled for less, too. It didn't take me
that much time to realize that it was futile,and
that it wasn't what He we wanted for me. That's
how much He loves me, even if I was
unworthy.That's the beauty of His Grace.
I choose not to join the common horde.That is my
personal crusade. God's and mine.
Love isn't what they teach you in the movies or
what you read in books. In the end, Love is that
thing that comes in God's time, not yours. He will
let you have your way, but he'll always want the
best for you.
We do not "think" that we love someone. it's more
than that. LOVE IS A CHOICE, that's why waiting is
important. Waiting for HIS PERFECT TIME
p.s.
"vicarious" is among my favorite words.
I believe that there is someone out there God has
prepared for each of us, His children, and that
person is the perfect one for us. Long before a
person is born, God has already planned it
all.That's how great He is!
But then most of the time, people push for what
they want--for what makes them happy, even
temporarily.
I've seen too many people settle for lower than
they are worthy of. They lower their standards for
something below par--hoping at the same time that
they will be, and will remain, happy. It saddens me.
But I have seen, too, those who waited...and God's
plan was the best that has ever happened in their
lives!They are wonderfully happy now, happy with
their one true love...and happy that they made
that choice.
I have done my share of mistakes, too, and that
wasn't even long ago. I bargained with Him. I
almost settled for less, too. It didn't take me
that much time to realize that it was futile,and
that it wasn't what He we wanted for me. That's
how much He loves me, even if I was
unworthy.That's the beauty of His Grace.
I choose not to join the common horde.That is my
personal crusade. God's and mine.
Love isn't what they teach you in the movies or
what you read in books. In the end, Love is that
thing that comes in God's time, not yours. He will
let you have your way, but he'll always want the
best for you.
We do not "think" that we love someone. it's more
than that. LOVE IS A CHOICE, that's why waiting is
important. Waiting for HIS PERFECT TIME
p.s.
"vicarious" is among my favorite words.
Fixated
I turned, stumbled, then crawled, still the same. I slept, ate, and studied, nothing's changed. I looked far and wide, did alot of things, still she remains. Nothing's changing about her, or should I say with my "vicarious love".
IT only gets stronger, it only becomes more real, it over-grows my mind, it insists on reality, it aims for more, it seeks for her.
She is there, and I am not near, and still I maintain my distance; and her not knowiing I am near. For now, I'm content knowing that you are doing fine. I'd just be around. Making myself a better person. Wishing the stars and my life's luck that I may have a chance with you.
If the love (or is it deep admiration) that I feel is genuine, then I'd continue to think about you first. That in all the actions that I will do, would be for you. You may never be mine, I may never have the chance. And if ever I don't, I'd still be proud to say I love(d) you in the distant.
But I am still hoping, against all possible odds, that it wouldn't just be vicariously.
IT only gets stronger, it only becomes more real, it over-grows my mind, it insists on reality, it aims for more, it seeks for her.
She is there, and I am not near, and still I maintain my distance; and her not knowiing I am near. For now, I'm content knowing that you are doing fine. I'd just be around. Making myself a better person. Wishing the stars and my life's luck that I may have a chance with you.
If the love (or is it deep admiration) that I feel is genuine, then I'd continue to think about you first. That in all the actions that I will do, would be for you. You may never be mine, I may never have the chance. And if ever I don't, I'd still be proud to say I love(d) you in the distant.
But I am still hoping, against all possible odds, that it wouldn't just be vicariously.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
I am "Mama's Boy"
I always thought that in our family of three legitimate "panganays", I am the fourth, the "bunsong-panganay". Three "panganays" since my mom and dad are both the eldest in their family, and my brother is technically the eldest. Meanwhile, all the while I think I'm the real "panganay" although I am the younger one.
This perception of being the elder is because I act as the caretaker of the house, the man in authority, the person who takes charge of the family, when my dad and/or mom are away. My brother is the introvert type and is my mom's big baby.
Me (or I), on the other hand, although many say I got the looks of my mom, have my father's constant consent, to quote him, "diskarte mo". So in my life I decide waht to do, "palyado" man, my fault, I learn, I earn. I never felt that I was and could be "mama's boy".
And then it happened --as if never before-- I felt I am mama's boy. Earlier my mom asked me to go with her to use her credit card, first time, since she hasn't used it for two years. I obliged of course, and told her, "let's go to Rustan's". Anyway to cut it short, she bought me everyhting I wanted. Including my first LEVI'S (501) jeans. I felt it was my birthday, but my birthday is the 29th of december. And as if a bonus or another jackpot I should say, my mom finally knew that me and Patti have broken up. And she (my mom) was very supporive and good to me. And told me it was ok, she knows I am strong. So I felt, wow, this is better than all my birthdays combined.
So I told mom about "vicarious" (the vicarious story I earlier wrote), but of course didn't tell the identity of "vicarious". She felt happy for me. And I know that she feels proud of me. That she has a good son (aside from my very good baby big brother).
This day of my life will be forever special. I realized, I am the real "bunsoy" and I am my "Mama's Boy"
(www.mickeycelles.blogspot.com)
This perception of being the elder is because I act as the caretaker of the house, the man in authority, the person who takes charge of the family, when my dad and/or mom are away. My brother is the introvert type and is my mom's big baby.
Me (or I), on the other hand, although many say I got the looks of my mom, have my father's constant consent, to quote him, "diskarte mo". So in my life I decide waht to do, "palyado" man, my fault, I learn, I earn. I never felt that I was and could be "mama's boy".
And then it happened --as if never before-- I felt I am mama's boy. Earlier my mom asked me to go with her to use her credit card, first time, since she hasn't used it for two years. I obliged of course, and told her, "let's go to Rustan's". Anyway to cut it short, she bought me everyhting I wanted. Including my first LEVI'S (501) jeans. I felt it was my birthday, but my birthday is the 29th of december. And as if a bonus or another jackpot I should say, my mom finally knew that me and Patti have broken up. And she (my mom) was very supporive and good to me. And told me it was ok, she knows I am strong. So I felt, wow, this is better than all my birthdays combined.
So I told mom about "vicarious" (the vicarious story I earlier wrote), but of course didn't tell the identity of "vicarious". She felt happy for me. And I know that she feels proud of me. That she has a good son (aside from my very good baby big brother).
This day of my life will be forever special. I realized, I am the real "bunsoy" and I am my "Mama's Boy"
(www.mickeycelles.blogspot.com)
Happiness is Cheap
With friends, you can actually have great fun without spending much. And with great friends a spur of the moment time together, could actually be quality time. Furthermore killing time is a happy time if you have a good friend with you, despite not spending.
Yesterday, I was with Boom, in TAFT, then we went to Makati, eventually to the AYALA-malls. It was really fun despite spending only P20 bucks, and boom getting free coffee, he spent P40 for the parking. And we were there for four (4) hours. Book-spotting and shirt-finding as well as day dreaming.
Money makes the world go 'round, so they say, but I say friends shape the world round, and if there are no friends the world wouldn't be round and it would be hard to turn 'round 'n round! hahahaha!
I therefore have to say, that friends are no.1. Unlike money they don't come and go. Although they appreciate and depreciate, they are more than just assets. Maybe there will be times when they become liabilities or go bankrupt, but they will never go out-of-circulation. Old friends like antiques are tested and true, they are not just great displays but life's treasures.
Yesterday, I was with Boom, in TAFT, then we went to Makati, eventually to the AYALA-malls. It was really fun despite spending only P20 bucks, and boom getting free coffee, he spent P40 for the parking. And we were there for four (4) hours. Book-spotting and shirt-finding as well as day dreaming.
Money makes the world go 'round, so they say, but I say friends shape the world round, and if there are no friends the world wouldn't be round and it would be hard to turn 'round 'n round! hahahaha!
I therefore have to say, that friends are no.1. Unlike money they don't come and go. Although they appreciate and depreciate, they are more than just assets. Maybe there will be times when they become liabilities or go bankrupt, but they will never go out-of-circulation. Old friends like antiques are tested and true, they are not just great displays but life's treasures.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
You are not a Criminal; Worse
Mr. Manny Salgado, let me just shoot my "two cents" or should I say "cheapshot". Yes, you are not a criminal, far worse. You have no reason to commit the worst mistake in your entire life.
I am a La Salle fam, the stingy defense, the heart, the class, the poise under pressure. But you, you ruined it all, that fateful day, I was in awe. I never thought that an alumnus of La Salle and an assistant team manager could commit such a stupid act. It's way below a La Sallians' character.
Now you say you are not a criminal, of course not! You are not convicted, and you will never formally be. But in the eyes of the many STUDENTS and ALUMNI of all the participating schools of the UAAP, as well as the avid fans of UAAP and of allthe FILIPINO people who saw what you did, you are worse!
You are an assistant manager. You are a La Sallian. You are a father. WHY DID YOU RUN AFTER YOU'VE COMMITED your "act"? Because... I ,myself could'nt comprehend, I dare not try to explain the reason for RUNNING AWAY.
You shouldn't have tried to redeem yourself, explaining that you apologize yet argue next that it is too much of a punishment. It's another wrong "act" to do.
Indeed you are not a criminal, criminals, may still watch the game, unfortunatley for you and fortunately for the sake of the PREMIERE amateur basketball tournament's sake, you are not allowed to watch live anymore. You are a threat, you need ANGER MANAGEMENT class.
I dare you to make a better apology, and in humilty, stoop down, ego-less and ADMIT, that it was all my fault: "I AM SORRY"
(note this is not supposed to be like GMA's, "I am Sorry")
I am a La Salle fam, the stingy defense, the heart, the class, the poise under pressure. But you, you ruined it all, that fateful day, I was in awe. I never thought that an alumnus of La Salle and an assistant team manager could commit such a stupid act. It's way below a La Sallians' character.
Now you say you are not a criminal, of course not! You are not convicted, and you will never formally be. But in the eyes of the many STUDENTS and ALUMNI of all the participating schools of the UAAP, as well as the avid fans of UAAP and of allthe FILIPINO people who saw what you did, you are worse!
You are an assistant manager. You are a La Sallian. You are a father. WHY DID YOU RUN AFTER YOU'VE COMMITED your "act"? Because... I ,myself could'nt comprehend, I dare not try to explain the reason for RUNNING AWAY.
You shouldn't have tried to redeem yourself, explaining that you apologize yet argue next that it is too much of a punishment. It's another wrong "act" to do.
Indeed you are not a criminal, criminals, may still watch the game, unfortunatley for you and fortunately for the sake of the PREMIERE amateur basketball tournament's sake, you are not allowed to watch live anymore. You are a threat, you need ANGER MANAGEMENT class.
I dare you to make a better apology, and in humilty, stoop down, ego-less and ADMIT, that it was all my fault: "I AM SORRY"
(note this is not supposed to be like GMA's, "I am Sorry")
Friday, September 30, 2005
MCDO-Quarter-Pounder-NO-MORE
After several days of craving for the very tasty and uniquely satisfying quarter-pounder burger of MCDO, I earlier ate at Greenhills Mcdonalds. To finally satiate my craving as well as my hunger.
Focused on finally savoring the taste that I missed, I found myself in Mcdo, in-line, looking at the price, so It's P109 now for a quarter-pounder meal, I had a hard time, deciding if I would go big time fries to save a few coins, but then I still went double big time. And added a Taro Pie, plus asked for more ketchups and a gravy.
It was almost a almost a standard order, and I got what I expected, and so I finally found a seat with a nice view. I sat, I began to unveil my "QP" as in short for quarter-pounder. To my dismay, there were this tiny bubbly globs of meat at the sides of the quarter-pounder. I wondered, what the heck are these??? Is this QP cooked well? I may get "whatchamacall-it-disease??" and die! But what the heck, i fiddled the globs, and decided, they seem to be part of the QP, might as well eat the QP and don't mind these globs.
And so I began to eat my QP. To my dismay, it was not as good as before, maybe I expected the juicy and tasty too much.. And just got the tender and over-priced as well as a flattened quarter-pounder (as if some fat person sat on it in the bus). I was very dismayed, almost frustrated, but I still ate it, alternating with my go-large-fries with ketchup or gravy.
I wasn't really happy with my QP. So i opened my Taro Pie, to my surprise, it looked like a barbecued Taro Pie, with the other end as if squished, with burnt taro exposed. Then I felt sad.. WTF, I paid P147 pesos for a qaulity meal, and I get below-quality servings. I thought I'd have a word with the manager, but then I'm not in the mood for arguments. It's their loss anyway. For that would be the last time I would ever-buy my QP. Forever, unless it's free I won;t take it.
Goodbye QP, it was great when you were the yummy-type that I cherised to eat.
Focused on finally savoring the taste that I missed, I found myself in Mcdo, in-line, looking at the price, so It's P109 now for a quarter-pounder meal, I had a hard time, deciding if I would go big time fries to save a few coins, but then I still went double big time. And added a Taro Pie, plus asked for more ketchups and a gravy.
It was almost a almost a standard order, and I got what I expected, and so I finally found a seat with a nice view. I sat, I began to unveil my "QP" as in short for quarter-pounder. To my dismay, there were this tiny bubbly globs of meat at the sides of the quarter-pounder. I wondered, what the heck are these??? Is this QP cooked well? I may get "whatchamacall-it-disease??" and die! But what the heck, i fiddled the globs, and decided, they seem to be part of the QP, might as well eat the QP and don't mind these globs.
And so I began to eat my QP. To my dismay, it was not as good as before, maybe I expected the juicy and tasty too much.. And just got the tender and over-priced as well as a flattened quarter-pounder (as if some fat person sat on it in the bus). I was very dismayed, almost frustrated, but I still ate it, alternating with my go-large-fries with ketchup or gravy.
I wasn't really happy with my QP. So i opened my Taro Pie, to my surprise, it looked like a barbecued Taro Pie, with the other end as if squished, with burnt taro exposed. Then I felt sad.. WTF, I paid P147 pesos for a qaulity meal, and I get below-quality servings. I thought I'd have a word with the manager, but then I'm not in the mood for arguments. It's their loss anyway. For that would be the last time I would ever-buy my QP. Forever, unless it's free I won;t take it.
Goodbye QP, it was great when you were the yummy-type that I cherised to eat.
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Christopher George Zulueta (UA and P)
(This is my bestfriend's write-up which he asked me to make, I liked it soo much, I'm sharing it to all)
The complex nature of Chris is understood in his simplicity. He is a man of simple goals and aspirations. He doesn’t look far and he is not bold but rather ensures of attainability.
His unique identity is in his simplistic attitude, despite some actions of his that prove otherwise.
Through the years, he has blossomed to be a wonderful obedient son to his beloved mother and family. As a lover he is very careful, as a brother; he is most giving, as a driver; he could almost qualify the F1.
Christopher tries to be ubiquitous. He wants to squeeze everything in his schedule and sometimes squeezes too much. His time perception may be his weakness, but he compensates with intensity and focus.
He is a great friend, period.
Chris is a typical “pinoy”, but he is extraordinaire. In simplicity he strives to be a successful person.
The complex nature of Chris is understood in his simplicity. He is a man of simple goals and aspirations. He doesn’t look far and he is not bold but rather ensures of attainability.
His unique identity is in his simplistic attitude, despite some actions of his that prove otherwise.
Through the years, he has blossomed to be a wonderful obedient son to his beloved mother and family. As a lover he is very careful, as a brother; he is most giving, as a driver; he could almost qualify the F1.
Christopher tries to be ubiquitous. He wants to squeeze everything in his schedule and sometimes squeezes too much. His time perception may be his weakness, but he compensates with intensity and focus.
He is a great friend, period.
Chris is a typical “pinoy”, but he is extraordinaire. In simplicity he strives to be a successful person.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Pinoy BIG Blunder
Everyday, just as we eat dinner, everyone in our household are glued to their seats, and their eyes fixated on the telivision, watching the "Pinoy Big Borther".Meanwhile I painfully have no other choice but to watch as I digest my food. And truly it pains me. Pain, in the head, well actually more of an insult.
The title could be alternatively chnaged to "Pinoy BIG Blunder", perfectly synonymous with the original. The claiming to be, "the real-reality show" is distressing. To me, the only reason it clicks, is because it delves on THREE BASIC HUMAN nature, the first, wanting to be like a god. Second on human failure, and third is the survival-instinct somthing like stepping-up to the occasion. Let me just make it clear, that yes, I do watch TV, and I enjoy it too, but nowadays, when time is valuable, a good find is hard to find.
The first is pretty simple, Big Brother is God in their world. Big brother, is the boss of their EDEN. What he says is the rule, and those who don't follow get their punishment, and those who do well get more blessings, or should I say grace or "grasya".
Secondly, on human failure, the directors and the shows architects over-expose the contestants (er.. housemates?) weaknesses. For life's basic vices and temptations, like smoking, sex, lust, food, freedom, greed etc. To me it's a boring plot. The tension is almost make-believe (or is it indeed).
Third, on the survival-instict and bringing home the bacon. So despite of the given circumtances, the "err-housmates" thrive on pressure, on the idea to be better, to overcome their weaknesses. I have to say this, after all the reality shows I've seen, that the basic thing they will tell everyone after they emerge from the house is, "I have become a better person". And it just sucks to hear that after.
The real-reality show that it claims to be, is no different from the reality of SUGO (ch.7 feat. Richard Gutierrez). It is on script, on cue, with timing, and although difficult to ascertain, rehearsed. The fears are fake, the tension is simple, living on that house should be a breeze if you want to win. Change yourself to fit what the BIG (Bothering) Brother wants, everyhting, and be very pleasant and admirable, and stay cute on TV.
The reality of its reality is it's not real at all. It's almost fake, I can't just say fake for sure. It insults my Filipino pride. I frown to see the new pinoy to be like that, uninhibited, are stupid, they can't even control themselves, despite knowing the place is peppered with cameras-on 24/7. It's a disgust, ABS-CBN continues to bank on stupidity and filipino weakness to stir the ratings game. Therefore it's good to hear they're still recovering from their losses. And my perception will only change if they infuse their shows, with more character, positive influence and Filipino ingenuity. I hate your channel, you make "US" stupid.
The title could be alternatively chnaged to "Pinoy BIG Blunder", perfectly synonymous with the original. The claiming to be, "the real-reality show" is distressing. To me, the only reason it clicks, is because it delves on THREE BASIC HUMAN nature, the first, wanting to be like a god. Second on human failure, and third is the survival-instinct somthing like stepping-up to the occasion. Let me just make it clear, that yes, I do watch TV, and I enjoy it too, but nowadays, when time is valuable, a good find is hard to find.
The first is pretty simple, Big Brother is God in their world. Big brother, is the boss of their EDEN. What he says is the rule, and those who don't follow get their punishment, and those who do well get more blessings, or should I say grace or "grasya".
Secondly, on human failure, the directors and the shows architects over-expose the contestants (er.. housemates?) weaknesses. For life's basic vices and temptations, like smoking, sex, lust, food, freedom, greed etc. To me it's a boring plot. The tension is almost make-believe (or is it indeed).
Third, on the survival-instict and bringing home the bacon. So despite of the given circumtances, the "err-housmates" thrive on pressure, on the idea to be better, to overcome their weaknesses. I have to say this, after all the reality shows I've seen, that the basic thing they will tell everyone after they emerge from the house is, "I have become a better person". And it just sucks to hear that after.
The real-reality show that it claims to be, is no different from the reality of SUGO (ch.7 feat. Richard Gutierrez). It is on script, on cue, with timing, and although difficult to ascertain, rehearsed. The fears are fake, the tension is simple, living on that house should be a breeze if you want to win. Change yourself to fit what the BIG (Bothering) Brother wants, everyhting, and be very pleasant and admirable, and stay cute on TV.
The reality of its reality is it's not real at all. It's almost fake, I can't just say fake for sure. It insults my Filipino pride. I frown to see the new pinoy to be like that, uninhibited, are stupid, they can't even control themselves, despite knowing the place is peppered with cameras-on 24/7. It's a disgust, ABS-CBN continues to bank on stupidity and filipino weakness to stir the ratings game. Therefore it's good to hear they're still recovering from their losses. And my perception will only change if they infuse their shows, with more character, positive influence and Filipino ingenuity. I hate your channel, you make "US" stupid.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Three Specs I Look For (in A LADY)
This is more of a pun. So, no offense to all the girls.
So here are the three specs, that attracts me, enjoys me, and I love most in a girl/lady.
And to me, it would be a BIG bonus if she could have this X-FACTOR:
X-FACTOR: SMART
Anyway it's just me.
So here are the three specs, that attracts me, enjoys me, and I love most in a girl/lady.
- 1.Smart
- 2.Smart
- 3.Smart
And to me, it would be a BIG bonus if she could have this X-FACTOR:
Anyway it's just me.
Monday, September 26, 2005
Dolce Vita, so don't be bitter
Everyday has been a "new" day. A wonderful feeling, new experiences on my way. And so it seems, nothing and no one could rain on my parade. Perhaps because I made my parade rain-proof.
Each day has been a blessing, a means to an end, and a means to a means. Never stuck, always on the go, not stopping, moving forward, accelerating. Live life on the fast lane. But I also drive safely.
Every task is a challenge I enjoy. And again I say, "If you love the work, do it". Some people make their tasks harder, and also you could make a hard task easier. It's all in the mind. Unless you're mindless.
And life indeed is sweet, and here are some experiences:
*****
Today I met the Flinstone's kid, she was uber smart, and she taught me about the german-german sheperd. And she was loaded(brainy and all). I believe it was the flinstones' effect. She speaks the german and she speaks german-seven with flare. And her filipino is the sweetest/
*****
I had a happy moment with my "joli" friend, finally she spoke, and she appreciates me. Good thing! hahaha! or else i wouldn't be her friend.. kidding..
*****
I now know Makati, after the countless times I got lost, and if you doubt: ask another person ASAP. =)
*****
On money, I have none, literally. Everyhthing are on the books, again literally. Fully booked got them all, and it makes me happy, i feel like investing in a bank, and I get books in exchange for money. hahahaha!!! I am now waiting for my interest to grow. heheheh...
*****
On writing, I feel more confident than ever, I think I have improved my style, and they say it's good, I hope so. I want to be writer ever-since as a part-time show-time. hahahah!
*****
On responsibilities, I have alot right now, and despite all, I juggle them with a smile, and yet again I say, It's all in the mind. And a first in my life. Responsible in my responsibilities.
*****
In love, Yes I am in love, soo much, with life and with them all, but especially with her. Vicariously I feel for her. She has transformed to be my inspiration, when I thought I was almost luck-less, I remebered she was one of the few who believed me then. And as I look back, she definitely is the "one" who cares.
And because of that love has taken a new perspective in my life, to love and not expect to be loved. To love as a means for inspiration. Not to fool yourself with love. And to love is to wait for her, to take my long-shot chances. To believe and to hope that despite the long years we haven't met, she remembers me at least. And with that, I'd be more than happy and content.
Each day has been a blessing, a means to an end, and a means to a means. Never stuck, always on the go, not stopping, moving forward, accelerating. Live life on the fast lane. But I also drive safely.
Every task is a challenge I enjoy. And again I say, "If you love the work, do it". Some people make their tasks harder, and also you could make a hard task easier. It's all in the mind. Unless you're mindless.
And life indeed is sweet, and here are some experiences:
*****
Today I met the Flinstone's kid, she was uber smart, and she taught me about the german-german sheperd. And she was loaded(brainy and all). I believe it was the flinstones' effect. She speaks the german and she speaks german-seven with flare. And her filipino is the sweetest/
*****
I had a happy moment with my "joli" friend, finally she spoke, and she appreciates me. Good thing! hahaha! or else i wouldn't be her friend.. kidding..
*****
I now know Makati, after the countless times I got lost, and if you doubt: ask another person ASAP. =)
*****
On money, I have none, literally. Everyhthing are on the books, again literally. Fully booked got them all, and it makes me happy, i feel like investing in a bank, and I get books in exchange for money. hahahaha!!! I am now waiting for my interest to grow. heheheh...
*****
On writing, I feel more confident than ever, I think I have improved my style, and they say it's good, I hope so. I want to be writer ever-since as a part-time show-time. hahahah!
*****
On responsibilities, I have alot right now, and despite all, I juggle them with a smile, and yet again I say, It's all in the mind. And a first in my life. Responsible in my responsibilities.
*****
In love, Yes I am in love, soo much, with life and with them all, but especially with her. Vicariously I feel for her. She has transformed to be my inspiration, when I thought I was almost luck-less, I remebered she was one of the few who believed me then. And as I look back, she definitely is the "one" who cares.
And because of that love has taken a new perspective in my life, to love and not expect to be loved. To love as a means for inspiration. Not to fool yourself with love. And to love is to wait for her, to take my long-shot chances. To believe and to hope that despite the long years we haven't met, she remembers me at least. And with that, I'd be more than happy and content.
Sunday, September 25, 2005
"Now I Can Answer"
I pondered much on this, and realized, I should decide. And now I can answer.
I will tell her soon. On the best chance I could have. Let me take my longshot than to remain looking blindly at her from a distance.
One day we'll meet again, and then I would have my chance.
I will tell her. To the one, who got me at hello. I am loving you from afar.
I will tell her soon. On the best chance I could have. Let me take my longshot than to remain looking blindly at her from a distance.
One day we'll meet again, and then I would have my chance.
I will tell her. To the one, who got me at hello. I am loving you from afar.
Saturday, September 24, 2005
I "THINK" I'm in love
Sometimes you just do realize it. And this time I have realized it. And this time I won't do wrong about it. This time I will play it safe and easy. Now I will wait and see. I will not pressure, I will not ask, I will not talk (to her) there is a catch, Its because I love her, and I believe its true and maybe if she knows it now she won't love me too.
I guess I'm scared, but maybe I'm not. I just want her to be happy, as it makes me feel happy and proud of her too. I may not see her now, I may not be able to hold her. But deep inside me, she lives.
She is the one, my quintessential lady, the embodiment, the person I admire most because of her attitude. She inspires me the most, although I have never seen her since. I have realized, and I believe, I will come back to you, you who captured me in a moment, I have never forgotten ever-since. You may never know, but i will always be proud to tell, that it's you I love the most, in the most real and pure meaning.
I am vicariously IN LOVE.
I guess I'm scared, but maybe I'm not. I just want her to be happy, as it makes me feel happy and proud of her too. I may not see her now, I may not be able to hold her. But deep inside me, she lives.
She is the one, my quintessential lady, the embodiment, the person I admire most because of her attitude. She inspires me the most, although I have never seen her since. I have realized, and I believe, I will come back to you, you who captured me in a moment, I have never forgotten ever-since. You may never know, but i will always be proud to tell, that it's you I love the most, in the most real and pure meaning.
I am vicariously IN LOVE.
Friday, September 23, 2005
I'm on BROADBOAND
Thanks to my mom and dad! Thanks for giving me broadband access! Now I can internet more! post more! chat more! download more! and enhance my creativity even more! Thanks for believing!
Your son, your work in progress:
LEANDRO "MICKEY" CELLES
Your son, your work in progress:
LEANDRO "MICKEY" CELLES
Thursday, September 22, 2005
One Last Time, One LAST time (Great Inspiration)
I’m sorry, that we ended. I know you see me as the blame. I’m sorry that we turned out this way; you’d probably still say I am the one to blame. Sorry for the harsh and sarcastic outpouring. Sorry if I made you “think” more than I should have, and made “him” start “thinking”. I should have just turned back and ignored and denied as you have done towards me; but turns out, maybe to your surprise; I am not what you expect me to be.
Longing is the exact feeling that has remained in me. In the forty-three months that we’ve been together, remembering the almost holy love we shared, and the countless sweet moments, I couldn’t just let it go, like “dropping a hot potato”.
The promises we’ve made to each other remains vivid to me, and our love; love which was full of assurance (since for love to be strong it has to be assured, example using the words forever, ikaw lang, tayo lang, “una at huli”) has embedded deep roots in my heart. And of course you seldom see the roots, might as well my real heart. People and their assumptions and fear, is like a curse that is a great weakness.
Before, I would have proudly said, “You complete me”. But now, “You broke me”. Left me, shattered into pieces, without even helping me pick a chunk. You almost left me for dead, if I was not strong, I would probably metaphorically be for a long time. But I decided to be strong (which you could actually do in real-life). And pick up the shattered pieces that you left. I have become a new person; and you leaving; you breaking my heart is my greatest sorrow turned my greatest inspiration.
“You and I will never be”, you said it yourself (maybe not implicitly), you wanted a doctor and someone who never grows old. I wanted the LAW, and the government and I’d probably lose my child-like exuberance. You said lawyers are “sleek” and philanderers and doctors are clean and honest. You said it, I said yes. But did I say not me?
I may not be the greatest person in the world; I may not be the best boyfriend; the best friend; the best son; the best classmate; the best in anything. But I try my best, and my best takes time, and time takes patience, and patience involves faith and faith requires trust or belief. And I hope and does to be great in the little things I could.
And with these all, let me grab this opportune moment, to say I set you free as you and “him” wish to be, no calls, no texts, no gifts, no pics (you have to wait), no more write-ups (I’ll try), no more anything, no more in nothing, nothing in everything: simply NOTHING. Goodbyes are not needed, the next second after you read this, that’s the “WE ARE NOTHING NOW --- WHICH YOU-ASKED FOR PERIOD”.
Longing is the exact feeling that has remained in me. In the forty-three months that we’ve been together, remembering the almost holy love we shared, and the countless sweet moments, I couldn’t just let it go, like “dropping a hot potato”.
The promises we’ve made to each other remains vivid to me, and our love; love which was full of assurance (since for love to be strong it has to be assured, example using the words forever, ikaw lang, tayo lang, “una at huli”) has embedded deep roots in my heart. And of course you seldom see the roots, might as well my real heart. People and their assumptions and fear, is like a curse that is a great weakness.
Before, I would have proudly said, “You complete me”. But now, “You broke me”. Left me, shattered into pieces, without even helping me pick a chunk. You almost left me for dead, if I was not strong, I would probably metaphorically be for a long time. But I decided to be strong (which you could actually do in real-life). And pick up the shattered pieces that you left. I have become a new person; and you leaving; you breaking my heart is my greatest sorrow turned my greatest inspiration.
“You and I will never be”, you said it yourself (maybe not implicitly), you wanted a doctor and someone who never grows old. I wanted the LAW, and the government and I’d probably lose my child-like exuberance. You said lawyers are “sleek” and philanderers and doctors are clean and honest. You said it, I said yes. But did I say not me?
I may not be the greatest person in the world; I may not be the best boyfriend; the best friend; the best son; the best classmate; the best in anything. But I try my best, and my best takes time, and time takes patience, and patience involves faith and faith requires trust or belief. And I hope and does to be great in the little things I could.
And with these all, let me grab this opportune moment, to say I set you free as you and “him” wish to be, no calls, no texts, no gifts, no pics (you have to wait), no more write-ups (I’ll try), no more anything, no more in nothing, nothing in everything: simply NOTHING. Goodbyes are not needed, the next second after you read this, that’s the “WE ARE NOTHING NOW --- WHICH YOU-ASKED FOR PERIOD”.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
"Girls are Funny"
Funny how girls often could not be satisfied despite your efforts to give them what you could. Although we (men) should admit that we have our shortcomings, but still sometimes we try to move heaven and earth and try to part the Red Sea, just to make them happy. But still… just being happy and trying, sometimes even with our best, is not enough.
So my most recent girlfriend (who broke up with me), said long ago, “you loved “xxx” (my first girlfriend) more than you love me”. I was surprised and made me think. Did I? Do I? And just today, my first girlfriend (who I just came to terms with “meaning friends again”) said through text,
(In English translation: goodmorning micks! My mom read your blog. Hehe.. She asked, why was I not there. Perhaps you were not serious with me. Wahaha! And you love patti very much. Hehe.)
And this made me think even more. Who did I love more?
I believe I loved them both the same. But since the latter was much longer 43 months, compared to the 16 months with my first, I had more long-term plans and dreams with her. And of course most would admit, “first love/relationship” has the steep learning curve. And is definitely the most idealistic of all (So “LALAKE” better take note of this, ayt!). And if indeed you’re the serious type, which I claim to be , you’d get better with experience. Just like what you become in all the other stuffs you learn the hard way. Hah!
So I say “girls are funny”, and I quote Brad Pitt, “I love girls” (from Oprah interview). I say that even though they are not the “man’s best friend”, they are a man’s best companion. Girls’ will forever be girls, and despite how mean, undesirable, unpredictable, difficult and bitchy they become at times, they will always have a special place in me, a big space for two (the other one is me, don’t think dirty).
[So this answers my first girlfriend’s request and addresses my “recent’s” question]
So my most recent girlfriend (who broke up with me), said long ago, “you loved “xxx” (my first girlfriend) more than you love me”. I was surprised and made me think. Did I? Do I? And just today, my first girlfriend (who I just came to terms with “meaning friends again”) said through text,
“gudmorning micks! nabasa pla ni mama ung blog mo hehe.. bkt daw wala ako hndi k daw pla seryoso skn dati. Wahaha chaka mahal na mahal mo daw c patti hehe
(In English translation: goodmorning micks! My mom read your blog. Hehe.. She asked, why was I not there. Perhaps you were not serious with me. Wahaha! And you love patti very much. Hehe.)
And this made me think even more. Who did I love more?
I believe I loved them both the same. But since the latter was much longer 43 months, compared to the 16 months with my first, I had more long-term plans and dreams with her. And of course most would admit, “first love/relationship” has the steep learning curve. And is definitely the most idealistic of all (So “LALAKE” better take note of this, ayt!). And if indeed you’re the serious type, which I claim to be , you’d get better with experience. Just like what you become in all the other stuffs you learn the hard way. Hah!
So I say “girls are funny”, and I quote Brad Pitt, “I love girls” (from Oprah interview). I say that even though they are not the “man’s best friend”, they are a man’s best companion. Girls’ will forever be girls, and despite how mean, undesirable, unpredictable, difficult and bitchy they become at times, they will always have a special place in me, a big space for two (the other one is me, don’t think dirty).
[So this answers my first girlfriend’s request and addresses my “recent’s” question]
Abrupt End: In Silence
And so it is.. It's done and all over. The perceived battle of former and current is kaput. I'm not entirely sure what happened. But I leave it to my assupmtions. On the general idea that Patti Ramos, with her enchanting love has caused the guy to eclipse and fold.
I think that since they are just starting out, they still have alot of unsettled issues left to time and experience to be fixed. And I beleive that Patti can do that. That she asked the guy to shut up and reminded him of possible complications. I know Patti, and she knows me. But I believe I know her better. And too bad for "LALAKE", he's still knowing her, and is up for a few surprises. Surprises, which I have all surpassed and tried to understand.
I think the guy realized not to talk when your heart is full. Because if you do, you won't get understood. You have to rationalize your thoughts. Think. Use your bigger head. And again, HEAD, not BUT, not head-butt. HEAD.
Again, I wish you both the best, and let me apologize, let me do it first, that you may also realize your mistakes. You love her, I loved her, you can't take that away. Unless you think you're a GOD. And of course, you're definitely NOT!
Patti will love you and teach you all the good manners and ethics that you should follow. And if you don't do as well as she does to you, YOU'RE GOOD AS DEAD.
SILENCE speaks and he just spoke.
I think that since they are just starting out, they still have alot of unsettled issues left to time and experience to be fixed. And I beleive that Patti can do that. That she asked the guy to shut up and reminded him of possible complications. I know Patti, and she knows me. But I believe I know her better. And too bad for "LALAKE", he's still knowing her, and is up for a few surprises. Surprises, which I have all surpassed and tried to understand.
I think the guy realized not to talk when your heart is full. Because if you do, you won't get understood. You have to rationalize your thoughts. Think. Use your bigger head. And again, HEAD, not BUT, not head-butt. HEAD.
Again, I wish you both the best, and let me apologize, let me do it first, that you may also realize your mistakes. You love her, I loved her, you can't take that away. Unless you think you're a GOD. And of course, you're definitely NOT!
Patti will love you and teach you all the good manners and ethics that you should follow. And if you don't do as well as she does to you, YOU'RE GOOD AS DEAD.
SILENCE speaks and he just spoke.
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