It’s my day off. I’m stuck here in the apartment. I got nothing to do but to stay in the internet. For some reason, some people in Facebook are annoying me now. Maybe that’s the consequence for staying in Facebook for a very long time. I wanna go out but everyone is busy.
People in Facebook are starting to annoy me. Later,
I’m going remove them from my feeds. Those people posting crappy stuffs like
regine velasquez, nickleback, "god gave me you" crap will be forever
eliminated from my Facebook feeds. Those poorly photoshopped pictures with
hearts and flowers around will burn them in hell. All the jejemons in my Facebook
will vanish for all eternity. Those hundred-picture-in-an-album that shows that
same face over and over again will soon die in aids. Those people that post
what they had for breakfast and where they were and what they've been doing
lately will die in pain. Those people who brag what they have, new phones,
house and lot, cars, bikes, ill steal them away from you. And those who
post nothing but their boyfriend and girlfriends, you’re all douchebags.
My life would be awesome if I have friends that
share the things that I like. How I wish I have friends that love making music,
doing art works, travelling, love the earth and nature, and exploring new
things... basically loves the things that I love to do. Probably most of us
think that the most compatible person for us is the ones that share the same
interest as we do. And sometimes, we think "if everyone were like me, the
world would be the best place to live" (at least I am speaking for
myself.) I have always wanted someone who understands my 'trip', a person or
people who appreciate my works, my style, and my interests. Someone who gets
stimulated with the things that I share. For example, when I find an interest
video in Vimeo.com, or surreal indie music, and share them, they'd say
"oohhh that's cool. Where’d you find that?" Unfortunately, in my
social circles, that's not the scene. No one seems to find my interests interesting.
Sometimes I wonder how I become so different
from most people. I started the asked myself how my parents raised me. How come
I seem to hate the mainstream? I feel proud about my self for being so
different and unusual but it sometimes makes me feel alone because I cant seem
to find people who share the things that I like; at least to the social circles
that I’m in. its so hard for me to keep up a good conversation with other
people because I don’t find their topics interesting. I tried watching
mainstream movies to keep up but I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t enjoy
Transformers knowing that bumblebee can break dance and pee. I find that sick.
(Though the visual effects are awesome) I could not stomach John Lloyd
Cruz and Bea Alonzo. I feel like hitting the TV with a sledge hammer when ever I
see Filipino starts cry for more than 5 mins in a movie to TV scene. My
ear bleeds every time I hear 'God gave me you'. I want to shoot people who love
Creed or Nickleback and try to act like a rockstar, or people who have tattoos
and dress like a Christmas tree, or those people who carry the latest cellphone
and do not know what a smart phone is. They are total douchebags. I just
try not to show it because I try not to offend them and I act polite as
possible
Oh well. I think I was born in the wrong world. Sometimes
I wish I was in New York, LA, London, Tokyo, or London. Anyway, that's fine. At
least I live a good life. I have a good job. I have good friends and I have a
loving awesome family. That's what matters most. These rants and raves are the
bullshits in me. I know I shouldn't worry about this. I’m sick.
Please don't be a douchebag. I hope you are aware that im happy for you. I have high regards of you. I admire your stature, although you're not there yet. I like how you plan for your life, you certainly meet you expectations. That's cool. I also would like to commend you for your intelligence and academic excellency, that's exceptional. I respect your personal view in life. I believe that you believe in cleaniliness and orderliness. I respect them. I surely don't care about the things that you say about my ordeliness and cleaniliness because I know I'm a fail when it comes to it. I'm simply a mess. I's sorry for that. In general, you are an ideal person when I comes to education, academic persevernce, and academic intelligence.
Now, I want you to know that I do not envy you. Never did I. I never aspired to be like you. Just so you know, I rather be me than you. I see that I'm better than you, at lest in my own ways (im speaking for myself anyway). I love myself so much and I have a high self-esteem (i think I've said this before). I make music, I blog, I play guitar drums, and bass, i have a lot of friends, i travel, i do photography, i listen to awesome music, i have an awesome family... and more...i would never replace this possesion with being you - over my dead body.
I want you to know that I am also very happy with my life. Although I am not in the same position as you are, I am very proud of myself and I am very competent in handling my life. It would seem that I don't care about my future but that's just superficial. I care about me and I know I am where I want to be right now. Everything's in place so don't worry about me. It seems that I am a happy go lucky person, that's because, in deed, I am.
I am saying this becasue you don't have the right to tell me what to do. You also don't have the right to tell me that I have a wasted life because my life rocks!
It wasn’t a good start. Everything
was messed up. Three of us had the same flight to Cagayan de oro city. I was
able to catch my flight but unfortunately, two of us didn’t make it. They were
late. So I flew to Cagayan all alone. The rain was pouring hard. I am soaked. The
rain water embraced my as I stepped out of the plane. It was my first time in
this big city in the south and it wasn’t a warm welcome. I was about to inform
them about me situation but, WTF! My phone was not with me. I was lost in CDO
without a phone. Not to worry because there's the power of the internet. I went
to the nearest mall, in SM and went online. Bang! Rescue is on its way. I
contacted my friends in Facebook and told them about my situation. Then, met me
in SM and LET THE FUN BEGIN.
DAY1
We woke and got ready for
our trip to Camiguin Island. It was a long ride so we got up at 4:30am. We
reached the island at 7am. We hired a small jeepney for 1500pesos, that's for 1
whole day. It wasn’t that much because there were 6 of us. First stop, Katibawasn
falls.2nd stop, White island,
3rd, sunken cemetery and the volcano ruins, 4th stop, soda pool, 5th stop. Niño
cold spring. Then back to CDO.
We went to many places in one day. I felt like we spent a week long in
the Camiguin. FUN!
DAY 2
White water rafting- it was an awesome experience. My skin got burnt
from the sun. We were rafting along the river for almost 5 hours under the heat
of the sun. It was scary, especially for a person like me who has a fear of
water. I was so scared yet confident because I trusted our guide. I also felt
my life vest was secured in place. 2 hours after the ride, we were asking for
bigger rapids. We enjoyed whenever the water splashed against us, pushing us
away from the raft. We met new friends during the ride. For sure ill try do
again.
DAY 3
Dahilayan park adventure-
it wasn’t really an adventure. It was more like a relaxing experience. The
scenery was great. The mountains were marvelous. The landscape was so
temperate-like. It felt like we were in Twilight (the movies). The air was cool. We have experienced the
longest zip line in Asia. It was “ahhh ok”. It wasn’t like “WHOAHHH!!!”. It was
similar to Eden’s Park in Davao City. Although the nature felt nice, I still didn’t
find it amazing because it was man-made. It kept popping in my mind that I was
man-made. (of course, it’s a park). the most awesome part in this trip was our visit to Camp Philips in Bukidnon. The pineapple plantation. It was like "pineapple as fer as the eyes can see". It a lot of photos in the pineapple filed. The place was so peaceful and the people were friendly. I loved it.
LAST DAY
Last trip- we were
headed to Zamboanga City, my hometown. It was twelve hours away from Cagayan de
Oro City. We ran out of time and we didn’t get the chance to roam around the
beautiful spots in the city. But atleast we were able to visit the popular
place in Zamboanga, Fort Pilar, Paseo del Mar, Boulevard. We ate yummy food
too.
This is one of hte best trip that i had so far. I have experienced a lot of things for the first time, i ate great tasting food, got lost in a city with no cellphone, tried zipline line and white water rafting. and most of all, the friendship the was built!
Today, I logged in to Facebook, and again, I saw
something that I don’t want to see. I saw her with him. It’s she, yes she, the
one who denied me of my completeness. And she was with him, yes him, the one
who has a car… the man who has lots of money whom girls love to be with. Now, I’m
carrying this shit again. I thought I left this shit somewhere along the road,
now I just realized that a part of it is still with me. Now I feel I’m lost
again. I feel I’m ugly as hell. I feel rejected. Sometimes I wish I shouldn’t
have left the monster. Now I’m lonely again. Oh well, I’m fucked.
Oh there goes another one. It’s the other ‘her';
in a relationship with him. Him how knows how to cook yummy food whom girls
love to be with. It’s the cycle again. I’m so fucked!
I think I should post a 'lonely status'... ok
here is goes...
NO...NO...NO... hell no! Hold on... I shouldn’t
do that. People know that I’m happy with my singleness. How about posting good
stuff? Ok this one is good...
Although have always loved my mom, there were
times that I hated her. When I was a school boy, she used to call me "tamed"
(lazy). She would always compare me with my uncle Danny, who was jobless. She
kept on saying that I was very like him. She said that when I grow up, I will
be become like him, jobless and arrogant. She said it so seriously that made me
scared about my future. She kept on saying those things every time she saw me
doing nothing at home. I hated her for that because it hurt.
It’s true that I'm lazy. I do not do household
chores and I hate it. I hate washing dishes, sweeping the floor, ironing the
clothes, making my bed and those ‘whatever’. Those things suck. They’re waste
of time. Now that imp a grown up, I still hate those things and imp not ashamed
of it. Though imp lazy, that doesn’t mean that I won’t be successful in life. Right
now, imp the one who lives my life. Imp the one who spends for my fun and
adventure.
My mom was wrong. Uncle Danny now has a good job
in the best school in my hometown. Though it’s kind of too late because he a
bit old now. And most of all, I grew up not being like my uncle. But thanks to
her, I wouldn't be where I am today if not because of my mom.
This was a very rare occasion. It’s so unlikely
for a family like us, on a lower socio economic status, to have a trip to one
of the best beaches in the world. All I know is that only families from the
middle to upper class can afford to go to Boracay. ooopps sorry for sounding so
stereotypical. Let me rephrase that instead: I used to think the only rich
family can afford to visit Boracay. I just realized it isn’t true.
Anyway, I consider this as the most special trip
the I had for these following reasons;
1. I was with my family (except for my dad) 2. We were in one of the best beaches in the
world.
3. I had so much fun
Thanks to Cebu Pacific's promo tickets. We were
able to avail our plane tickets in a very low price. Yes, VERY LOW. It was my
entire plan, I told my sister about it. I had always wanted to go to Boracay
and she wanted to go too. So we booked ourselves tickets going to Boracay, only
for the two of us. We invited people to go with us, including her boyfriend, my
housemates but unfortunately, they all decline. It’s a sad thing because no one
would want to go with us. Maybe because of their tight budget and time. It was
also awkward for only the two of us will go. We looked for another way.
Few weeks after, Cebu pacific promo was on
again. We were thinking of people who can come with us. We couldnt think of
anyone but bing! We thought of my mom, then my Monray then Jepoy. yes! We
bought tickets for them too. “It’s going to be a fun trip!”
We all met at Caticlan. It was good to see them
again. They looked excited but I thought that I’m more excited that they were. The
fun started.
I took a lot of videos and photos of this trip because,
for me, this is the most special trip of my life.
I remember when we were still in college, we used to go to the park and do crazy stuffs. I was Jet Lee and Kenneth was Jacky Chan. We were doing carzy fight scenes. And of course, I won.
