Life cyc

At age 4 success is not peeing in your pants.
At age 12 success is having friends.
At age 16 success is having a drivers license.
At age 20 success is having sex.
At age 35 success is having money.
At age 50 success is having money.
At age 60 success is having sex.
At age 70 success is having a drivers license.
At age 75 success is having friends.
At age 80 success is not peeing in your pants.

I need to sleep.. :O

TTYL

Ciao! Buona Notte!
- R™

Mali

Bought a dog.

Named him Mali.

Uber Cute.

Now the task of taking care of it: Defo a challenge.

I have recently discovered that dogs do not necessarily eat dog food. I bought like 1 .5 kg of dog food for him but he never even bother to taste it. Stupid dog.  I do find it interesting though that my Mali like’s to eat barbecue and hotdogs.. I know..  how very ironic.. well not really.. bec hot dogs are not made of dogs.

A friend told me not to let him eat human food. Now that’s gonna be a challenge. How do I teach him to eat it?

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

TDL

Adopt a puppy
Violin Lessons
Invest in a portable and Ipad
Star Gazing
Supernatural Tour
Shave my Head
Learn to cook
Going up to the snow
Travel the World
Make a documentary
Live in New Zealand for a year
Direct a movie
Study in UK :)
Start living and not just only working
Achieving my long time goal

1 down, 14 more to go!

 

Wichtige Nummern

 

16 12181986 5927666 20643 1328034 20040126372 7 243 3510837 570 6463

 

Whats on my Iphone:

Dirt Album- Kids in Glass Houses

Two Way Monologue- Sondre Lerche

Duper Sessions- Sondre Lerche

Dan in Real Life- Sondre Lerche

Miss Jec! Going shopping.. To take it off my mind a bit..

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

Something mushy.

10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.

Fashion Trends

Dead is the new unambiguous.

Bipolar is the new undecided.

Heavily armed is the new born again.

Bald is the new head... and the new crotch.

Hairy is the new face.

Sheepishly admitting to having an STD is the new flirting.

Purell is the new face of fear.

Finding the time that's right for you is the new impotence.

The smiley-face emoticon is the new "sincerely yours."

Smoking is the new outdoorsy lifestyle.

Looking forward to insanely expensive private schooling, thousand dollar a week nannies and soccer is the new yuppie birth control.

Misinformed is the new patriotic.

Veganism is the new "tastes like chicken."

Serotonin uptake inhibiting is the new crowd control.

Texting is the new talking.

Talking is the new singing.

Singing is the new hubris.

Gay marriage is the new "be careful what you wish for."

And finally, and only because I really need this to catch on, fifty-seven years old is the new forty-five

-CLP Vanity Card

Metroealization

I have recently discovered I have an Obsessive compulsive Disorder with shoes. I wasn't even bothered before. I hate the fact that I'm size eleven, this of course is due to the fact that every time I ride a PUV they always step on my fucking shoes. I hate wearing untidy shoes. Haha.

I always find myself wondering how hard it is to look into someone's eye without looking away in just 10 secs. This I have experienced when a  beautiful girl sat in front of me in the metro, I looked at her beautiful eyes. She almost did look but turned away. Of course I immediately felt like an Idiot. Her eyes couldn’t say anymore further than “freaky” and “pathetic”. Haha. I dare you to look into stranger’s eye.. you’ll know what I mean!

This morning true I realized the true meaning of 'Don't read on a moving vehicle' This however has given me a totally different meaning to the phrase itself. This I have found as I have tried read into a favorite a column of libre this morning. Evidently every freaking single eye will be on you as you read. Not exactly comforting. Begging in saying: Kindly please turn unto the next page.

 

 

 

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

Alternate më

Sometime last week, I was able to get a chance to finally finish the second season of Fringe.

It was  a bit draggy for the first couple episodes, but you gotta admit the season finale was a  sure blast!

I like the idea that they are creating a totally different approach. It goes to show that the series is growing.

What have we learned so far?

Each reaction to every action tends to separate our universe from the rest.

Ergo each decision we make for every possible scenario, makes us unique from the multi universe, thus creating chains of  different outcomes.

Now, I’m not a  firm  believer that there is a another universe right now as we speak.

 

But as my subconscious and conscious mind has made me wonder of few things. It makes you want to question more.

Hence giving more definition to the show’s tag line: Imagine the the impossibility.

I wonder What am I in the alternate world?

What do I look like?
Is my alternate self blonde? That would be silly If I did, I like brunette. Though I hope I have green or blue eyes.. haha

Is he thinking and wondering about his alternate self too which is me? Is he smart?
I sure hope he’s a bad ass.

 

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

Dwight Post

So Dwight has tweeted to me and annoyingly beg me to post this entry to my blog. Haha. Thats actually FALSE. Well this is a fictional blog entry from the NBC website for Dwight Schrute of The Office. I like this specific article, it is very Dwight indeed. Take time to read. You just can’t help but laugh, ultimately.

Here goes:

Summer is finally here - time to relax and enjoy the longer days.  False. 

   1. 1) The days are not longer; summer days remain exactly twenty-four hours long.   It's basic science folks. The earth's rotation around the sun does not change. It's only the earth's angle that changes, which merely produces an increase in daylight hours.  What kind of fool confuses daylight hours with total hours in a day?  (Probably the same people who still refer to the "Dog Days of Summer."  Sirius no longer rises at dawn making this antiquated expression meaningless in the modern world.)

   2. 2) Summer is also NOT a time to relax.  With all due respect to Gershwin and The Fresh Prince summer is neither when "the livin' is easy," nor a "time to sit back and unwind."  While they create a nice tune, musicians should never be trusted for their factual accuracy.  July is the busiest month in the beet-growing season with both a harvest and a plant.  What would happen if I decided to "relax"?  Beets would mold in the ground causing heart attacks to increase.  Without beets people's folate levels will drop, causing their homocysteine levels to rise, obviously leading to an increase in heart attacks and/or sexual virility all over northeastern Pennsylvania.  I will not be responsible for the increase in government spending to send ambulances scurrying all over the county nor for the increased divorce rate.

 

However, there is one special day in July that is a respite from all the farm labor - July 24th.  What is so special about July 24th?  It's the birthday of another important summer- Summer Glau.  This year it falls on a Saturday so Mose and I will celebrate by eating some newly harvested beets while watching Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles followed by Firefly and, to cap off the night, Serenity.  This evening usually ends in an arm wrestling match as Mose and I vie to prove which of us is most fit to mate with Summer.  You'd think it would be easy for me to beat Mose with my superior strength, but he works to make his hands very slippery.  I believe he is illegally using popcorn grease but I will not provide butter for the popcorn this year.  Frau Glau can rest assured that I will be her champion at last.  When that happens, we will ride off into the sunset during the regular length days of summer.

 

Posted by: Dwight K. Schrute

Assistant to the Regional Manager

Dunder Mifflin

P.S.

To read more about my the blog click here 

Busy Week

I often wonder why is it every time I set foot in the bathroom I almost feel like I'm a rock star, this of course was due to the fact that my initial instinct was to sing at the top of my lungs in the tune Aerosmith’s I don’t wanna miss a  thing. I almost convince myself I am, until I finally hear myself and my ears bleed.

SO True.

I have recently learned that procrastination is never good especially when you have been a bum for a few months, this I have learned the hard way when I face the consequence of processing all the requirements needed for my new Job. Uggh. Exhausting.

Time wasn’t really in favor of me, in fact I have to rush in accomplishing things in a week. Which is rarely used in my dictionary. But If I were to tell the truth I got so used in procrastinating that I can say Im very good at it now. Haha.

I didn’t realize until now that its been awhile since I had this kind of crazy week. I admit its kinda blood rushing vitamin that woke me up from a very long bummed sleep. But sadly for me, I don’t miss it at ALL.

I ended up, going back to College because I couldn't find my freaking Transcript of Records. Of course I have to re apply for another copy. 

I ended up walking to the old halls I was walking 6 years ago. Nostalgic. Very Nostalgic indeed.

I took the liberty of taking some pictures of my alma mater. Changes has been made, I'm proud to say the UE Tan Yan Kee Garden has been re-constructed. Although things are pretty much the same. The church was exactly how I remember it. The halls.

 

As usual the CAS building has the worst facilities, and Oh I had the chance to go back to my bi weekly newspaper room. The Dawn. Sadly, its being reconstructed.

Suddenly flashes before me are the memories I have in this very room. Going home at midnight just to make sure you finish an feature article, The staff meeting, Brains storming.. I admit I miss it.

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Damn I have forgotten what my student no is. 20040126372, I have to ask admin about it. Haha.  

 

 

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

RIP :- )

:-)

Sideways Smiley Face
(1982-2010)

Sideways Smiley Face died on March 14, 2010, surrounded by his loved ones.

The cause of death was over-use. Born on a Computer Science on-line bulletin board at Carnegie Mellon University, Mr. Face devoted his life to pointing out that the previous sentence was meant to be funny.

He also gained worldwide recognition for his tireless efforts as a glib substitute for the words “I’m amused.” His other interests included frowning and winking.

 

He is survived by his children, Sideways Surprised Face, Sideways Glasses Face, Sideways Abraham Lincoln Face, Sideways Santa Claus Face, Sideways Pope Face, and, of course, his beloved wife, XOXO.

In lieu of flowers, Mr. Face’s family has requested that people use actual words to express their feelings.

- CLP’ Vanity Card

 

Good Aftie Blog.

Too many ideas to post.

Less time to blog.

Apologies its been a crazy week back at work.

Ill get back to you soon.

 

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

Random Thoughts

In public bathrooms I will sometimes use the "children's urinal" in order to feel like a giant.

I've never understood why anyone would bother making a porn movie that lasts longer than ten minutes.

I often pretend that the person standing next to me in an elevator is an unwitting carrier of a deadly airborne disease unleashed by terrorists who hate our freedom. This, of course, forces me to hold my breath until the doors open.

I measured my penis with a wood ruler. The irony was lost on me.
Sometimes sex just seems like a lot of work.

There are mornings when, for no perceivable reason, I turn into a teenage girl and repeatedly change my outfit.

I floss so that my dentist will be proud of me.

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

 

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Why?

A word so small and so powerful that we use all of our lives to make sense of the world.

Why is he up there? Why is he down there?
Why is that so big? Why is that so small?

It's just a simple word that unlocks many doors.
...Everything deserves a WHY.

The world is a magnificent puzzle, it is beautiful and cruel.
Finding and Inspiring.

Why?
If we don't ask that we'll never find out.


These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D
- R™

Long overdue

As promised I will be posting pictures of my Boracay Summer vacation. Apologies for the very late post, I’ve been busy. I did enjoy staying there for more than a month. It’s a breath of fresh air after being a work slave for 3 years. Haha. At least I get to enjoy the Beach, the Sun and Booze!

Of what suppose to be  24 hour ride through a ship, is only an hour plane ride from Manila to Caticlan. Stepping out, I realized how I missed the smell of fresh air from the province and amazed with so much greenery than there is in the city.

Lucky me, I don’t have to worry about my accommodations.  My Parents house is just a sailboat away from the island. So, less expenses. Haha. Plus i get to go there anytime I want.

Boracay is very small island approximately 10.32 square km. It is part of Aklan although if you want to go there to the island itself you will have to ride local ride called Pump boat. Hence the picture above.

 

The picture below is a shot I made leaving from Caticlan port to the Boracay island itself. Caticlan is where my parents house is located.

 

It was by far the most exciting if not the best vacation I have. Had so Much FUN! If ever given the chance, I would like to really go back.

Crystal clear water and white sand beach will definitely take your breath away as they welcomed you to the bay area. Not to mention the friendly gentle smiles of the locals greeting you as you pass by.

How about these astonishing Sunsets?

Fun Activities.

Sailing,

Wall Climbing,

Swimming,

Diving, Snorkeling,

Island Hopping

Chillaxing.

 

 

Did I say crystal clear water?

 

 

   I did try the Henna Tattoo.

   Well their everywhere..

   And you can get them

   for Php100

   I like the tribal design

   above.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wide variety of souvenirs.

I took a picture of this lampshade, because I do remember creating one of these in High School. The difference is that, this is just more sophisticated and high end.

Hey! The hell I can make this! and It will be much better.. Haha.

I bought several Key chains and anklets for giveaways. I specifically love the shop called Island Souvenirs. I bought four sets of clothing there. One is the  a statement Tshirt. The second and third is a cool graphically designed tropical themed Tshirts. The last one was the one that I bought with a heavy heart. I can’t believe i bought a board shorts for  a very wealthy amount. It has a very cool style though, but I just couldn’t help thinking about me being an over spender.. LOL

 

 

OK so here’s where the

NIGHT LIFE STARTS..

I wouldn't forget this spot. This is my destination point after a long stroll at the beach. Just sipping ice cold beer and Soothing Acoustic Jamming.. I miss it!

I attended Beach House Party Hosted by Studio 23 Channel. It was awesome. I didn’t even realize Carmen Soo was with us in one of the crowds. Until I saw it on the news the night after.  She was literally few tables away from us. DAMN!                                                                                                          

Just on the other side of Beach House was the Lee Black Moon Party, which is also kinda awesome. Black light. Big LCD and loud music. Exactly for  party animals! 

 

Well I saw lots of celebrities, wait that’s not true actually, Only my brother mostly. Haha. Boy Abunda had a Judging stint at La Carmela de Boracay for a Bartending Event. He’s too far so I wasn’t able to get a good image. You can imagine how crowded it is at that time. Holy week, celebrities. That stuff..

The fire dance was just an eye candy for everyone. I mean who dances elegantly on fire right? Not too mention you got to prone to hotness when you do this. haha.

These are just
my stupid thoughts.
Io devo andare..
Buona Notte. Ciao! :D

- R™