Pagbaba sa Bundok

Sa dalawampu't anim na taon na buhay ako marami akong nakilalang mga tao. Iba-iba ang ugali, ang kalagayan sa buhay, ang edad, ang pakikitungo sa kapwa.

Kaya hindi rin nakakapagtaka na ang dami ko ring nakukuhang kaugalian sa kanila.

May mga kaibigan akong babae (himala!) na sinasabi na ako raw ay isang coño. Narinig kasi nila ako dati sa ADMU na nakikipag-usap sa isa kong kaibigan na kaklase ko nung high school. Yung kaibigan ko naman na yon ay mas bihasa sa pagsalita ng wikang inggles. May iba rin naman na mahirap sabihin sa inggles na madali sabihin sa wikang Pilipno di ba?

Natutuwa lang ako na natuto ako makisama sa iba't ibang uri ng tao. Malaking tulong na rin ang paglipat ko sa ADNU (o "AdeNU" sa Naga) dahil dito ako bumaba mula sa aking ivory tower.

Yan kasi ang mahirap sa magagandang paaralan dito sa Maynila. Kalimitan ay nasisilong ang mga mag-aaral nila sa katotohanan na hindi ganon kaganda ang mundo. Oo at meron ngang immersion program ang ADMU, pero ilang araw lang kayong makikitira sa mga kababayan nating "mahirap"?

Apat na taon akong nag-aral sa ADNU. Apat. Ang rehiyon ng Bikol ang pangalawang pinaka-mahirap na rehiyon sa Pilipinas. Yon ang sabi sa akin pagtuntong ko sa Naga. Nung unang dating nga namin ng mga kapwa "Fallen Eagles" ko doon ay nagbiruan kami na ang buong apat na taon namin doon ay immersion program. Little did I know how true those words would be. (O ayan, subukan mo nga sabihin yan sa wikang Pilipino)

Natuto ako makisama sa Naga. Kasi kapag tinuloy mo ang pag-aasta mo na Manileño doon at nagpaka-astig ka, yari ka. Ilang beses ko nang narinig na binabantayan kami doon ng sari-saring mga frat. Mainit sa mata ang mga galing Maynila. Lalo na isang katulad ko na mataba't malaki. Madaling mahanap. Nakatanggap pa nga kami ng "death threat" sa bahay na inuupahan namin ng mga tropa ko. Di nga lang namin alam kung para sa akin yon o para sa pinsan ko.

Sabi kasi ng sulat "Para doon sa matangkad na nakasalamin na malaki ang tummy..." Patay. Parehong-pareho kami ng pinsan ko na matangkad, nakasalamin, at malaki ang tiyan. Bwahaha.

Pero yun nga. Ang laki nang pinagbago ng buhay ko nung napunta ako sa Naga. Namulat ang mata ko sa mga katotohanan na di laging nakikita sa ADMU. Bumaba ako sa bundok at nakibahagi.

Mas mabuting tao na ba ako ngayon dahil doon? Oo.

Ngayon kasi karamihan ng mga nakikita kong mga nagtapos sa batikang paaralan sa Maynila (walang isang paaralan akong babanggitin, pero may isa sa Taft, sa Loyola Heights, at sa Diliman) akala mo kung sino. Mayabang, matigas ang ulo. Akala mo kung sino. Baguhan pa lang parang boss na kung umasta.

Yun lang.

Rant

Let's talk about the self-righteous mofos of the world. Those who think they are the absolute authority on whatever topic they say. Those who think that the only way they can be proven wrong is by some accredited expert.

Those who think that if you don't have the money to spend for a hobby then you are not a serious enthusiast. Those who think that if you are not with them you are against them.

It's a f*cking free country, you c*ck sucking sons of soulless b*tches. And just because I can't dole out the cash to get the latest, most up-to-date, high tech equipment doesn't mean I'm not serious. Just because I don't attend seminars or classes related to my hobby doesn't mean I don't care.

Stop putting yourselves up on pedestals. Stop being self-righteous and arrogant because if ever you fall (and you will, you chicken-sh*t p*ssy *ssholes), and you WILL fall. IT. WILL. HURT. Bad. REAL BAD.

People get hobbies to entertain them and to relieve stress. How they decide to pursue that hobby is up to them.

I know those of you in the know will wonder why I'm still mad. I'm not (totally). I just wanted to rant. Again.

Out.

Get Your Gym On

For the nth time.

I hit the gym again. This time I'm paying. This time the only excuses I have for not going are either a) I'm too lazy or b) I don't feel too good.

Because now the gym is walking distance from where I work. Because every Tuesday and Thursday I can hitch with my folks early morning and get off at the gym to work out before going to work. Because I can go to the gym after work, then just walk to Market Market (now you've got an idea where I work and work out) and take the jeep home. Because on Monday I'm using one of the free sessions with a personal trainer so I'll know what to do next time. Because I've gone to the gym twice this week and my body hurts yet it feels good.

All the reasons to go. And only two reasons not to go. Well three if you count c) I've got a previous engagement.

But weekdays I have to go. Weekends are rest days.

And for the amount of cash I'm dishing out I'd better use the membership. Or else I'd have wasted what could have been a die-cast Black Getter Robot toy AND a 1:24 Jada Toys Initial D Mazda RX-7 FD. Two toys I've been saving up for since Christmas.

So there.

Out.

Posting for the Sake of Posting

Haven't done any posts recently. Maybe because I've got too many things to think of.

Like my nth attempt at losing weight. I've signed up with a gym and tonight's the first time I'll work out there.

Or the fact that a rolling stone gathers no moss. And I'm pretty mossy right now (people who know what I'm saying will know what I'm saying). It will be up to you readers how you interpret this.

Dammit, I want to blog but I have no idea what to write. Writer's block? Damn.

Out.

Which NBA Player Am I?

Despite the fact that I answered that I was average in the clutch, an average shooter with good ballhandling skills and average rebounding, apparently I'm of the same category as Tim Duncan. Strange.


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Abandon Ship

Last night my girlfriend and I met up with a friend of mine, who introduced us to her friend. Her friend was looking for a job abroad, and my friend was just biding her time before going to a job she found abroad.

What I noticed from the conversation we had last night was the fact that both my girlfriend and my girl friend were both happier abroad. They were earning dollars, they were able to buy whatever they wanted. Stuff like that.

I'm not saying it's wrong to leave the country. Hell, I'm planning on doing that also. It just saddens me that more and more people are sharing in the sense of hopelessness about this country. It's not that they've given up on the Philippines, more like they've decided the only way to fulfill their dreams is to work somewhere else where they get paid what they are actually worth.

And it's true. Even I know this for a fact.

The only difference with me and my girlfriend is that she wants to come back here to retire. I don't. If I find a job abroad and eventually become an immigrant, then a citizen of whatever country I choose to work for then I'm never going back. Vacations yes but to retire here? No.

I don't care if I'll be able to buy more things with my money here, I've seen this place already. There's no hope. The mentality of the people here is, as long as I can get away with it I will. From basic driving courtesies, to falling in line to ride the bus or an escalator, people will always, ALWAYS try to get ahead. And what for?

We're all greedy here, and almost no one follows the law because they know they just have to pay someone off if they get caught.

Not exactly my idea of a perfect retirement place.

I'd rather go somewhere where people follow rules, are considerate of other people, even if it costs more. It will be worth it.

Here? No thanks.

Now all I have to do is find someone who will hire me.

Out.