Wednesday, November 25, 2009

On Vacation!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Meaningless


Philip thought of the countless millions to whom life is no more than unending labour, neither beautiful nor ugly, but just to be accepted in the same spirit as one accepts the changes of the seasons. Fury seized him because it all seemed useless. He could not reconcile himself to the belief that life had no meaning and yet everything he saw, all his thoughts, added to the force of his conviction. But though fury seized him it was a joyful fury. Life was not so horrible if it was meaningless, and he faced it with a strange sense of power.

~ W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage, 1915

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Park Wherever and However You Want

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

It has become my habit to look out the window every now and then to seek respite from the tediousness of staring at the computer screen. Last week as I am having my ‘break’ something peculiar caught my eye. The usually vacant private parking lot not far from our building was crammed with vehicles. The open air parking lot can hold more than 70 vehicles, but there we just too many cars, some parked haphazardly, that they even occupied one entire lane of the boulevard. This went on for several days.

It was only for half a block, so what’s the big deal, right? Yes, they only made use of one lane of the road for half a block for a few hours, but in those hours I saw how terribly tangled traffic got. It’s like those people can park wherever and however they want without thinking of its effect on others. And because the police outpost is just in front of the parking lot, it makes you wonder how they got away with it. Simple. The property owner has extra special privileges. He might even become the next president of the Philippines.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Small Talk

Monday, November 23, 2009

Small talk. Don’t you just hate it? Face-to-face, inane chitchat is often unbearable. While some have the gift for coming up with the most charming yet empty conversation, I—wracking my brains for a tactful response--often get tongue-tied. What is more infuriating is when, out of nowhere, somebody buzzes you up to start an online barrage of small talk: asking about this and that and making you wonder what the whole point of the conversation is. The other person may not realize it - he is not only boring you with jejune chatter but also taxing your bandwidth.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

2012 and Beyond

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Last Saturday I let my younger sister drag me into watching what I presumed to be a drag of a movie: 2012. Telling myself not to roll my eyes the whole two hours and forty-five minutes of it while munching on the wilted fries on my lap, I allowed my mind to roam beyond the mind-numbing sound effects and digitally mastered images on the screen.

I asked my sister, “Bakit kasi hindi na lang nila tanggapin na mamatay silang lahat?” (Why can’t they just accept that they are all going to die?) She replied, “at least they tried.” What’s the entire struggle for when eventually we will all come to an end? The answer to that I have yet to discover.

Watching the film made me think of how we all fear the finality of death. And because of this we yearn for transcendence--through made-in-china ultramodern arks, the metaphysics of karma, heaven, and the afterlife. But what if there is nothing beyond death – no other state of existence, no Cape of Good Hope, heaven, hell, or purgatory to go to? What then?

Monday, November 16, 2009

the most delightful habit in the world

Monday, November 16, 2009

He forgot the life about him. He had to be called two or three times before he would come to his dinner. Insensibly he formed the most delightful habit in the world, the habit of reading: he did not know that thus he was providing himself with a refuge from all the distress of life; he did not know either that he was creating for himself an unreal world which would make the real world of every day a source of bitter disappointment.

~ W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage, 1915

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Stop Calling Me

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

How do you tell a guy who calls you in the middle of the night from some island in the Pacific to move on with his life? If a simple stop calling me does not do it, what will? If after almost three years and he still cannot comprehend that he is out of your life for good, there’s really no point in making him understand, is there?

Monday, November 9, 2009

picture-perfect, flab-free body

Monday, November 9, 2009

Come February, my friends and I are planning to spend the weekend of Valentine at the beach. The plane tickets and hotel accommodations have all been taken care of. The only thing missing are the picture-perfect, flab-free bodies that would go well with the sun and the pearly white sand of Boracay.

The pressure is on. We all need to lose weight.

Hell-bent on getting me those washboard abs, I almost enrolled at a nearby gym but thought better of it. It is definitely a luxury I can do without, so I stuck to my stairs workout. Starving myself free of some extra pounds also crossed my mind, but I immediately dismissed it. By now I think I have learned the futility of depriving myself of food at the expense of my mental and physical well-being.

I decided not to do anything. Why would I stress over a bulging tummy and unsightly stretch marks when I know that my friends wouldn’t mind seeing them on me (and vice versa)? We’re going there to have fun, and fun--I’m certain—we’ll have with or without perfect bodies.

Friday, November 6, 2009

chopping it all off

Friday, November 6, 2009

My unruly hair has been stressing me out for the past several days. Chopping it all off felt really good.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Who else but the Beatles?

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

I got this from WitsandNuts.

Simple rule: using only song names from one artist, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 20 people. Try not to repeat a song title. It’s actually a lot harder than you think.

Pick your artist: THE BEATLES

1. Are you male or female? Woman
2. Describe yourself: Devil in Her Heart
3. Describe your significant other: A Taste of Honey
4. How do you feel about yourself? Blackbird
5. Describe where you currently live: Octopus’s Garden
6. If you could be anywhere, where would you be? Magical Mystery Tour
7. Your favorite form of transportation: Yellow Submarine
8. Your best friend is: Ain’t She Sweet
9. Your favorite color is: Here Comes the Sun
10. What’s the weather like? Helter Skelter
11. Favorite time of day: Golden Slumbers
12. What is life to you? Fixing a Hole
13. What is the best advice you have to give? Act Naturally
14. If you could change your name, what would it be? Sexy Sadie
15. Your favorite food is: Come and Get It
16. Thought for the day: Why Don’t We Do It in the Road?
17. How would I like to die: Carnival of Light
18. My soul’s present condition: Free as a Bird
19. The faults I can bear: Day Tripper
20. My motto: Let It Be

Well, I didn't find it difficult at all. It's really fun. Try it!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

away

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

It felt great to be away from the computer for several days. During those days I had no idea what was happening ‘out there’, but it didn’t feel like I was missing anything. I was so happy in the company of my family that I didn’t really care. Away from the unrelenting cacophony of the online world—the tumult of status updates and live feeds and the overwhelming pull of endless messages, blogs and websites that grab and keep our attention away from everything else--I learned the meaning of “ignorance is bliss”.
 
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