Know what I’m thinking?

I'm thinking, what the hell was I thinking?! Why did I even believe you?! And if anyone asked me if I wanted you back, the answer is a big fat fucking NO.

Bee: Err… who are you talking to?
Me: The bear.
Bee: The bear?
Me: Yes, the bear.
Bee: Why?
Me: Because, because, because

`sj 

The awesome day that was Saturday.

It started as my ideal Saturday because it was not my schedule to work. I spent the whole morning at the virtual World called Second Life. It's like Sims, but you interact with real people. It's getting to be really addictive. You can change your appearance however you like, your clothes, you can find a job to get Linden dollars (the currency in SL) so you can rent or buy your own house, buy clothes and stuffs (though you can get some for free if you know where to look). Later in the afternoon, I watched Un Long Dimanche De Fiançailles (A Very Long Engagement) which Bee recommended after I told him I just watched Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain (The Fabulous Destiny of Amélie Poulain). God Bless Torrent. Both movies were directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet, and stars Audrey Tautou. I'm getting hooked on French movies these days. I loved both films but don't expect me make a movie review because I suck at that.

Later in the evening Badboy* and I went to Loft where we had Fried Oysters with Wasabi and Potato wedges. I had Bacardi+Coke while Badboy had SanMig Light. At around 11PM we went to D.P.'s* Farewell party at Cheaver's where we had Rhum-cola and Red Horse with the rest of the Focus peeps who were there.

Around midnight, some of the people went home and those of us who were left went to Pump so the boys could…well, what do boys do at Pump anyway? And me, I just went because I wanted to dance and I was too intoxicated to care where that would be.

And there, I met one HOT woman. I leave it to you to figure out what happens next.

*Their real names are withheld for the safety of my kittens. 

Oh! Oh! I’ve always wanted to say this:

Ew? Lyk Srsly?

Of course you know this means

WAR

Communication

If I were to be given the ability to read people's minds, I will gracefully decline the offer. Our mind is our own private nook in this universe. 

I want you to communicate with me with every part of your body you can use to get your message across. I will not read your mind even if I could. I don't want to gather thoughts and ideas not willingly given.

If you do not express yourself to me, forgive me should I assume. I know assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups but I need to have some sort of understanding of the situation. Let's help each other understand what is right. My understanding can only be based from what I observe. It's like connecting the dots. But you know what? It would be far more efficient and easier if you just TALKED to me.

And yes, I am communicating with you. Yes. YOU.

`sj

Interesting week I should say…

The week that has just come to pass was fairly interesting. Last Wednesday, Keith decided to leave Focus so we threw him a farewell party. More than halfway through the bottle of Tanduay and 1.5 liter of Pepsi, I got a message that the induction of the Board of Directors for JCI Cebu-Mactan channel was about to start. It completely slipped my mind! So I got inducted as one of the Board of Directors of JCI Cebu-Mactan Channel DRUNK. I'm just glad I didn't fall while I was taking my oath.

Last Friday, I went with 2 of my friends to a (STOP! Ok, I don't want anyone to fall off their chair reading this, so let me warn you. Brace yourself…) to a Bible Reading.

Yes. ME. on a Friday night. With a Bible study group.

Why are you laughing? You are so bad. You are so going to hell.

Don't worry, I'm going with you. After that night, I am convinced that I am so going to hell.

Anyway, last Saturday, Steven and I went to Jazz n' Blues Bar. I was so green with envy at the people who were ballroom dancing that I hired one of the dance instructors to teach me ballroom dancing every Sunday afternoon. His name is Kurt.

No, he doesnt look like that. He's a 17 year old self-supporting gay so you can rest assured that there ain't going to be sexy time happening for me. I know. Sucks to be me.

So, today, I had my first lesson. We started with the basics of Cha-cha, Swing, Foxtrot, and Samba. After the first hour, Kurt asked me if I wanted to be his partner for the March 2008 Dancesports competition. NAKS! Hmm…Why not?

So it had been an unusual, busy week. And now I'm tired and sleepy. Goodnight dearies.

`sj

Bedtime Stories (Part 3)

Coffee Theories

One afternoon, the Rose of Sharon and the Bee were having coffee in some coffee shop in Cyber Universe. They were having a conversation.

Sharon: Oh! Oh! I had formed this theory while I was having coffee earlier and I was reading a book called Nirvana in a Nutshell (one of the books I bought earlier)

Bee: oh?

Sharon: It said there, that everything happens for a reason… the universe is in constant motion and everything that happens moves in harmony with the rest of the universe.  It also said there that everything that happens lends a hand in the ever-expanding perfection of the universe… if indeed everything a happens for a reason, that everything will eventually conclude to a perfection, we wouldn’t be there to witness it right? Us, who lent a hand in its perfection.  Wouldn't that seem to be unfair? That we wouldn’t witness what we have helped to form? But I think it's not like that… we will witness it… only not in this world… I think, after we die, we move on to the next level dimension, sort of an upgraded world, where we understand the reasons of why things happened to us in the previous universe….

Bee: :)

Sharon: Do you know what I mean?

Bee: yes

Sharon: It's a second life of some sort… Maybe people there are more… I don't know… enlightened. It's a completely different world… with a completely different life… only we wouldn’t know what it is in this world.. because we are not "enlightened".  Am I making sense?

Bee: Interesting view

Sharon: it's funny while I was thinking of it… I know the phrase "everything happens for a reason" is so cliche, but at that point, it had a completely different meaning to me…. like I was watching a guy walk… I thought every step he made happens for a reason… and if he suddenly gets hit by a car. that happens for a reason too

Bee: hehe

Sharon: then I watched a video from CNN earlier, where 2 small planes doing an airshow crashed into each other and killed both pilots… I asked, did that happen for a reason too?  I could just imagine the family of both pilots… if indeed everything happens for a reason, what purpose did their deaths serve? im sure the family deserves to know… but I guess they wouldn't in this lifetime…  but that's just my theory…

Sharon: i'm blabbing.

Bee: no no no. I like it. it's just that my view is that things don't happen for a reason.. at least my current view is that

Sharon: do you believe in aliens?

Bee: do you?

Sharon: yes

Bee: ya?

Sharon: only, i'm not sure if they really look like how the media feeds them to us

Bee: hehe

Sharon: yeah, I believe in aliens.

Bee: interesting

Sharon: come to think of it. you cannot begin to imagine how vast the universe is. our puny little minds cannot possibly imagine how huge the universe is. it's infinite. our own solar system, with our sun and all the 9 (or more planets within it) is just one of the billion other solar systems in the entire universe. Our galaxy (with all its planets, milky ways and black holes) is just a speck of dust in the entire universe.

Bee: true

Sharon: could you still think that we are the only things capable of thinking? maybe they dont breathe air, maybe their life system is completely different from ours… we cannot imagin them to be like us. but there are other "beings" out there.. Maybe they don't even "think" like us. maybe they have a completely different process of understanding things… maybe "understanding" is not even a process in their universe… maybe their entire process of doing things are completely different from ours. Oh our minds… our minds cannot possibly understand what we do not know. And even if the truth was laid before us, I don't think our minds can even begin to fathom everything.

Sharon: you must think i'm really weird now.

Bee: actually, you're practically reading from my mind

Sharon: so you believe in aliens too?

Bee: no, it's not like that, I don't believe in them, but I think it's statistically likely. scientists look for planets that might support life.. and carbon-based lifeforms. but who says carbon-based lifeforms are the only way?

Sharon: by readin your mind, do you mean to say, you think what I think too, or you agree that I think you think im weird?

Bee: what is "life" anyway? you know?

Sharon: it's a word… we needed to give words to thinks so we could understand each other.

Bee: I once read a sci-fi novel where, exploring the far reaches of the universe, a gas planet is discovered where massive, giant medusas made of hydrogen flock together intelligently. and I loved that book, because it has the same view I have. when I was a kid, I treated everything like it was alive, even objects  I think intelligence and life and lifeforms are very broad concepts, like love. They are very abstract, more than we think

Sharon: yeah. I used to give things I owned names too.

Bee: no, not names. like they were alive

Sharon: I gave them names because I treated them like they were alive. Now I stopped doing that. because I thought they developed feelings. Haha!

Bee: i'm not some gaia-ascribing new age type, but I do know that we don't know shit

Bee: aliens? I think there are forces everywhere, of a level I don't even bother to think about. you know what I mean?

Sharon: yes. energies are something i'm very interested in too.

Ooops, my intergalactic bus is here. Sorry can’t fill you in with the rest of their conversation. I gottsa go! More to come next time.

Ciao!

`sj

Friendster Sux.

It does. Srsly. Go Facebook 

Then add me when you're there?

Disclaimer: This is not an invitation to the public. Sorry. I'm talking to my friends.

I crush you.

oops.

`sj

Last Song Syndrome

Question of Lust
Depeche Mode

Fragile
Like a baby in your arms
Be gentle with me
I'd never willingly
Do you harm

Apologies
Are all you seem to get from me
But just like a child
You make me smile
When you care for me
And you know

Its a question of lust
Its a question of trust
Its a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together

Independence
Is still important for us though (we realize)
It's easy to make
The stupid mistake
Of letting go (do you know what I mean)

My weaknesses
You know each and every one (it frightens me)
But I need to drink
More than you seem to think
Before I'm anyones
And you know

Its a question of lust
Its a question of trust
Its a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together

Kiss me goodbye
When I'm on my own
But you know that i'd
Rather be home

 
 
 
`sj

Funny Ads

Ok, so I have this thing for funny TV commercials.

Here are a couple of funnies I found today:

Deutsche Postbank

 Vigorsol
 

 More can be found here.

`sj 

My Natural Highs…

So I’ve shared my pet peeves. Now I’m sharing my natural highs.

Here are some of them. (Not in any order)

• Going home to my family in Iloilo on long vacations.

• White sand beaches.

• Waking up on a weekday and realizing that you don't have to go to work because it's a holiday.

• Paydays. Who doesn't love pay days right?

• Laughing with friends. I laugh easily, and my friends are funny. So I’m mostly happy when I’m with them.

• Receiving sincere messages (email, IM, or SMS) from someone special. (By sincere, I don't mean forwarded messages.)

• Hearing one of my favorite songs from out of the blue. Especially where you least expect it. Like… in a public market or something.

• Dancing

• The moment warm (shower) water hits my face, head, down to my body after a day of cleaning the house and getting dirty.

• Falling in love.

• Warm Brownie cups ala mode at La Marea. Chocolote orgasms.

`sj