Childhood Memory

This morning while I was on my way home from Pam's house, I was suddenly reminded again of that vivid memory in grade school. I was in grade one. I had this classmate whose name I forgot and who insisted I invite her in our house where we'll eat lunch together then go back to school for the afternoon session of our class.

I can't really describe her as the type I'll have a crush on but she's not bad. She has a white complexion which makes her seem that she has some foreign bloodline or something. Anyway, the other clear memory of her was when we were by the dike of a river near our house. She was watching, siting near the dike and I was wondering why she was fascinated with that dirty river.

Also, I can't forget when my relatives--my lola and my aunts teased me of bringing a "manugang" or a daugher-in-law at home. Of course, I didn't have any idea what they were talking about that time. There was no malice for me yet back then and everything seemed perfectly normal. I didn't know people think that way when I was still younger.

So there. I thought it's cute to share that experience in my childhood that I can't erase in my memory. It keeps recurring in my mind ever so often.

Fixing a broken guitar

I was able to fix Pam's acoustic guitar and was successfully able to change all its strings. I went to their house last night to ask her to join me on a food trip but it turned to an all night chikahan.

I felt accomplished. I had doubts doing it at first because I'm not very good with guitars. But I pushed and believed in myself that I can do it, and was even able to tune it (with the help of Pam's electronic tuner).

When I was done fixing Pam's guitar, I felt happy and I think Pam felt the same way. I guess I can be good at something if I really have the dedication and perseverance to do it.

Last Night at Drew's

Last night at Drew's, I fell in love with her again. She's too beautiful to resist. I don't know if it's just the amount of alcohol I drank but up until now, the events last night still make me smile.

I don't know what's this feeling anymore. When I think about it I get confused.

H.M.

Umm, should I read Haruki Murakami e-books? I saw this in my sister's flashdrive.

Look! She has Pinball, 1973, Dance, Dance, Dance and Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World.

I feel guilty reading the e-books because I promised myself before that I will buy all his books. Ugh. It's me versus my principles.

Pezzimizm

I want some sleep and some fucking peace of mind.

For the past I can't focus with my studies.

Must take a nap.

Life is tiresome and it's fucking retard.

Hangin' out

It's too noisy here at the UP College of Mass Communication.

Whaddup people? Why are you guys too noisy here at the old film lobby? What's the rendezvous? (Did I use the term right? Anyhow...)

I hate it when people/friends act like my mother and start scolding me or reprimanding me for things that don't suit their standards of proper behavior. I easily get piss that I want to rebut that person by saying things like "Shut up! Don't act like my mom!" or something. But of course I can't do that because I'm still nice to others despite their nasty attitude.

I wunna go home right nao!!!

I'm not indecisive

Fuck, I'm confused again!

I want to hold on to my principles. I don't want to steal her from her boyfriend.

I'm usually the type of person who gets what I strongly desire. In short, I'm a go-getter. Examples in my life are when I wanted so bad to enter UP Diliman but failed the entrance exam but was still able to make it inside after some years. Or more recently when I wanted to get in to Dr. Nilo Ocampo's P.I. 100 class and was able to make a way through connections because I really wanted that class. This desire is different. It's not even called desire.

Friends around me have different opinions. I don't want to listen to them anymore. I have my own standard of morality. I know what's right from wrong and what can be considered from not.

Guys around me please shut up!


P.S.
But what's with this texting her again acting like a dog, wagging his tail, salivating every time she replies to my text messages? Okay guys, don't read this stupid post!

Random Thoughts, Kinky Thoughts and Can Thoughts

Hi blog! I miss you so much!

I have random thoughts inside my stupid brain which I want to share with you.

Random Thought No. 1:

Why do important people in my life suddenly lose their body hairs? Like hairs on their legs and arms. For example, my tatay. I remember when I was still a kid he used to have a lot of hair in his legs. But now they were gone.

I also know someone who has a lot of hairs (not really a lot but not the usual amount of hair) in her arms. I don't like to disclose her identity anymore. But when we saw each other again after a long time, the hair in her arms were fewer or were almost gone.

What is it about losing hairs?

Random Thought No. 2:

Why are the earlobes of people different? Why are there detached earlobes and attached earlobes? What function does this difference perform?

My favorite author Haruki Murakami in his novel A Wild Sheep Chase described the protagonist as someone who has an ear fetish. Would you fall in love with a beautiful girl with a detached earlobe but the space that detaches her earlobe from her face has a lot of dead skin or "libag"?

 Random Thought No. 3

I think I'm just going mad because I'm frustrated if writing is really for me. I'm not even good with it.

Cuddle

I wanna cuddle in bed with you
Cuddle in the kitchen,
Cuddle in front of TV
Cuddle in a park where a green field displays its beauty
Right before our eyes.

We will cuddle while I smell your sweet scent
Radiating from your back
Which is some sort of love potion
That sets me in a ecstatic state
And I will lock my arms around your waist

Let's cuddle like it's the last thing to do
I wanna hold your hands
And lock my every fingers with yours
We don't even need to speak words
Cuddling will just make all feel alright

Grade

Guess who got a grade of 1.75 in his internship subject?

Boo yah!

I heard my other block mates received a low grade but I don't know what their standard of low grade is. This grade is high enough for me because it's really hard in Comm Res. Yes, it's not so fun in Comm Res after all.


Originally Posted at:  http://ojtero.blogspot.com/

I love swimming

I'm in love with swimming more than ever although when I practice swim in Marikina, I always find my abdomen part (or my stomach) hurting. According to Chelly, a Sport Science graduate and an orgmate, it is normal that I feel pain in the abdomen part because swimming is a full body exercise. Everything is stretched and worked out because almost the whole body is moving.

It is a good stress-reliever and a diversion to any problems including problems of the heart when the person your like for instance, can't be yours. This is a true story!

Well, anyway, I will practice more and more because I only know one stroke. I watched on youtube how to do other strokes but when I try it in the pool, I can't do it. I don't know if it's the fear to swallow water that prevents me from accomplishing other strokes.

I promise I will not give up until I learn the other strokes. The guy who's doing the butterfly at Marikina a while ago has a perfect form (at least in my perspective). He was really good.