I once read that the thing we hate most about other people is a reflection of the thing that we hate most about ourselves. Say for example, we hate how other people are sarcastic. It says something about how we hate how we are also, in some ways, sarcastic. In more ways, than I would like to admit, I think there is a lot of truth to this. Some amount of introspection has made me become more patient and somehow accepting of other's faults, or for a more accurate term... my pet-peeves. Because somehow, these pet-peeves are the things I hate in myself. I hate people who are late, because I hate it when I'm late. I hate it when people disregard other people's feelings, because I hate it when I do or say things without thinking twice how it would affect other people. I hate it when people give their opinion without really backing up what they say, or when they say things just because it is convenient for them to say these things. Because I regret it when I open my mouth without really knowing the bigger picture, or without really being involved in the things I am…
Month: April 2008
Bloggers + Beer + Summer!!!
I'm not much of a beer-drinker but I'm uber-super-excited to attend my first-ever Bloggers events beyond the boondocks of Mindanao. HOOHA! Here's where I'm going to unwind after my iBlog 4 gig: What: 88DB.com Bloggers’ Night When: April 26, 2008 @ 7pm Who: Bloggers of any Pagerank, Alexa Rank, Ratified Rank or whatever How: Just leave a comment below with your Full Name and URL. Why: Booze, Music, Prizes and 88DB.com Where: Katips Bar in Katipunan Avenue, Quezon City (I miss Katipunan!!!) If you want to challenge me in winning that PSP, "come as your blog." I'm planning to bringing 11 outfits, each one representing my 11 active blogs. KIDDING! Wanna have a photo with me and get my autograph there (JOKE LANG!)? Leave a comment at Kuya Andrew's blog stating your full name and URL. Much thanks to my favorite Ate Aileen. Here's the list of bloggers who are attending. See you there! Here's my DB88 ad. :D
Something to Make You Smile
You've probably seen this. And it's not totally pc and all... but I want to share this with you. Just to warn those who might not know... the title of the act is "Achmed the Dead Terrorist": It made me smile and laugh. Life is sooo.... weird, and funny! It's also depressing and sad... then again... you can always choose to laugh and smile.
Life's Timing
I am currently facing a sort of crisis right now. Not that big as the other problems and crises I've faced before. Imagine my happiness when I heard my bestfriend (ok, one of my bestfriends, baka may magtampo) is here. YEY! But when we started catching... I realized that life is funny. His problems and that of another friend by far outweigh mine. It made me realize that I am quite lucky. We realized that life has gotten harder. Most of us are not where we expected ourselves to be. We have not lived up to what people expect of us, to what we expect from ourselves. Life is hard. We all have challenges to face, struggles to go through. My burden might be not as heavy as theirs, or as many others' in fact but it is a burden. I write this because I realize that life has a funny way of timing things, of working things out. Just when my life is starting to get crazy, fate or coincidence or whatever you call it bring my bestfriend to Davao to make me see that my life isn't that bad after all. It's not easy to see the brighter…
Disconnected
Did you ever feel like life is happening around you but you are not a part of it? That's what I feel right now. I feel a sort of disconnection with the world, like things are happening around me and I'm too caught up with the different things I am busy with to be part of the bigger picture. It's like there's that great big world out there... and I'm not part of it. I have the life I'm living and all the work I'm doing. I am actually quite happy with my life right now. But it feels like something is missing. It's like I do not belong to the world where other people are, like I have this tiny space, all to myself... a bubble where all that exists is me and my life and nobody can really fully understand who I am, what I feel, what I am doing. I also feel like a fish in an aquarium. Isolated, not with others but seen by others. I'm not a celebrity, but my blogs sometimes act like that glass wall that separates me from the outside world. It separates me, and at the same time, it broadcasts and…