What you doing?
>nothing.
What are you looking at?
>tomorrow.
What do you see?
>now.
What's the bigger picture?
>contentment.
What's bigger than that?
>The Beatles
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
IN MODERATION
The problem with having to go out is that when you sit at the bar table, you notice nothing in front of you but a couple of idle ashtrays and a sorely misshapen candle holder that happens to hold a candy wrapper. And then you drink a bottle of beer, light a cigarette and you start to talk...
It had been a long month...
..reaction papers on seminars to be written.
FYI: seminars which deserved no attention except that it only drives the listener to attentively at her shoes so she wouldn't fall asleep, since another professional on the podium wants to talk about life, professionalism and what it means to a -supposedly- knowledgeable person.
..a dream school to be dreamt about
FYI: a dream school that was put into a PowerPoint presentation that covered its location, structure including fire exits, faculty and their hourly rate, administrative seats and the job specification, students and their uniforms and the walang-kamatayang vision-mission. Enough said, it was a dream and conjured to existence through research, copyright infringements from various existing institutions that lead to the abuse of the ctrl+c-ctrl+v function.
..Personality clash.
FYI: it was a battle that brought people together because they know that together they can fully satisfy each of their egos. In the end, it was also the battle that lead to the realization that they didn't like one another but they had to keep it to themselves for a while there because they knew that that battle wasn't going to last forever. Sad story, but that's how it is in the real world. We are not characters in an Anderson fairytale.
..Coke-ful nights
FYI: I own over 6 bottles of empty 2liter-coca colas - the content of which are distributed all over the key points of my entire body - trunk, thigh, arm, and face.
..Unusually heavy smoking of nicotine-rich cigarettes
FYI:: i am stressed. Period.
The problem with having to deal with all of that is the fact that I felt closer to keys of my computer than the people that were conveniently sitting next to me. The problem with that is that I could have done something better - like have sex with a complete stranger. That brings me to another problem - I am Catholic and the Catholic Church condones the use of condom and since I am a nurse, I can't forget about the 100% probability of getting HIV, among other infamous STDs, once unprotected sexual intercourse occurs.
Last night, I found myself considering the consequences of a busy life - I realized I live a sexless, hectic life that only welcomes work, postgraduate studies and a strengthened zest to burn my lungs with nicotine use and an improved tolerance to drinking two liters of coke and a glass of water for the entirety of the day.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to drink beer to my heart’s content, instead of the usual coke.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to smoke cheap menthols, instead of my usual concentrated ones. Well, that part isn't true. I only smoked those because I didn't want to walk to just to buy my kind of cigarettes.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to live recklessly which is why I left the keys to my apartment to my sister, which is why I "had" to sleep at my friend's house after he "made" me sleep there. Well, the last bit isn't true, I invited myself and my two other friends to his house. haha.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to stop stabbing my friends behind their backs, which is why I settled for discussing politicians and their platforms. We nibbled, munched and kicked their asses until 4 in the morning. And it doesn't really matter because they get that all the time from SWS surveys and biased media men.
After a few hours, all that’s left is stale beer next to the ashtray containing cigarette butts in the hazy room. I found myself walking and then I was sober and then, it dawned on me.
I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll only be smoking twice a week because that is the only time my parents can't smell me since I live not in Farmville - Antique version, but in Iloilo City, the city that has the most number of stores selling menthols.
I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll be limiting my drinks to twice a week because that's the only time I find myself with the only people I promised myself to go drinking with.
I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll only give the same amount of trust to the people who I've known for four years or more on the condition that I LIKE them.
I said I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll only thinking about sex with strangers once a month. Watching R-rated movies is way more enjoyable and I can easily get my hands on one because its way more respectable to rent them as compared to hardcore porn.
I said I'd live my life in moderation which is why I will only give 50% of my brain in every endeavor I face. You can expect me to pour powdered juice on a glass but not stir it. You can now expect me to give half of the ordered drug. You can now expect a haphazard report. You can now expect me to laugh a little less, love a little less and most of all - eat a little less. And that's all because I live my life in moderation.
It had been a long month...
..reaction papers on seminars to be written.
FYI: seminars which deserved no attention except that it only drives the listener to attentively at her shoes so she wouldn't fall asleep, since another professional on the podium wants to talk about life, professionalism and what it means to a -supposedly- knowledgeable person.
..a dream school to be dreamt about
FYI: a dream school that was put into a PowerPoint presentation that covered its location, structure including fire exits, faculty and their hourly rate, administrative seats and the job specification, students and their uniforms and the walang-kamatayang vision-mission. Enough said, it was a dream and conjured to existence through research, copyright infringements from various existing institutions that lead to the abuse of the ctrl+c-ctrl+v function.
..Personality clash.
FYI: it was a battle that brought people together because they know that together they can fully satisfy each of their egos. In the end, it was also the battle that lead to the realization that they didn't like one another but they had to keep it to themselves for a while there because they knew that that battle wasn't going to last forever. Sad story, but that's how it is in the real world. We are not characters in an Anderson fairytale.
..Coke-ful nights
FYI: I own over 6 bottles of empty 2liter-coca colas - the content of which are distributed all over the key points of my entire body - trunk, thigh, arm, and face.
..Unusually heavy smoking of nicotine-rich cigarettes
FYI:: i am stressed. Period.
The problem with having to deal with all of that is the fact that I felt closer to keys of my computer than the people that were conveniently sitting next to me. The problem with that is that I could have done something better - like have sex with a complete stranger. That brings me to another problem - I am Catholic and the Catholic Church condones the use of condom and since I am a nurse, I can't forget about the 100% probability of getting HIV, among other infamous STDs, once unprotected sexual intercourse occurs.
Last night, I found myself considering the consequences of a busy life - I realized I live a sexless, hectic life that only welcomes work, postgraduate studies and a strengthened zest to burn my lungs with nicotine use and an improved tolerance to drinking two liters of coke and a glass of water for the entirety of the day.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to drink beer to my heart’s content, instead of the usual coke.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to smoke cheap menthols, instead of my usual concentrated ones. Well, that part isn't true. I only smoked those because I didn't want to walk to just to buy my kind of cigarettes.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to live recklessly which is why I left the keys to my apartment to my sister, which is why I "had" to sleep at my friend's house after he "made" me sleep there. Well, the last bit isn't true, I invited myself and my two other friends to his house. haha.
Last night, I thought it would be fun to stop stabbing my friends behind their backs, which is why I settled for discussing politicians and their platforms. We nibbled, munched and kicked their asses until 4 in the morning. And it doesn't really matter because they get that all the time from SWS surveys and biased media men.
After a few hours, all that’s left is stale beer next to the ashtray containing cigarette butts in the hazy room. I found myself walking and then I was sober and then, it dawned on me.
I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll only be smoking twice a week because that is the only time my parents can't smell me since I live not in Farmville - Antique version, but in Iloilo City, the city that has the most number of stores selling menthols.
I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll be limiting my drinks to twice a week because that's the only time I find myself with the only people I promised myself to go drinking with.
I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll only give the same amount of trust to the people who I've known for four years or more on the condition that I LIKE them.
I said I'd live my life in moderation which is why I'll only thinking about sex with strangers once a month. Watching R-rated movies is way more enjoyable and I can easily get my hands on one because its way more respectable to rent them as compared to hardcore porn.
I said I'd live my life in moderation which is why I will only give 50% of my brain in every endeavor I face. You can expect me to pour powdered juice on a glass but not stir it. You can now expect me to give half of the ordered drug. You can now expect a haphazard report. You can now expect me to laugh a little less, love a little less and most of all - eat a little less. And that's all because I live my life in moderation.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
My Vote for the 2009 Bloggers’ Choice Award (Visayas) I vote for Explore Iloilo! Bloggers’ Choice Award 2009 Philippine Blog Awards
I vote for Explore Iloilo!
Bloggers’ Choice Award
2009 Philippine Blog Awards
Bloggers’ Choice Award
2009 Philippine Blog Awards
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