Silver Drenched

The system has always had a puppeteer. Let’s call him Randy. He makes puppets and controls them. He traps them in an unhealthy relationship of one-sided power. His ‘puppets’ become blindly obedient to everything he says.

He controls every thought, belief, and feeling that his puppets exhibit. The general rule was “no one should stray from what he says is correct”. For eighteen years this type of corrupt system prevailed until he created another puppet.

This puppet was not like the others. He was skeptical as he always questioned authority. He believes that people should never be servile towards anyone. He managed to see through the thick smokescreen of abuse that Randy conjured. Of course, he was just one puppet against all the others.

After much thought, he came to the conclusion that: INDIVIDUALITY > ACCEPTANCE. He wanted to break free of the toxicity of the Randy’s reign. He could no longer tolerate being part of something in expense of one’s freedom. For every thing the system gives you, it takes two things away.

It wasn’t thoroughly planned but wasn’t a spur of the moment either. He cut loose of the strings that attached his arms and legs to the puppeteer’s grasp. Randy was became furious at what the puppet has done and ordered him to never return.

Alone at last, the puppet felt relieved. Although he was by himself, at least he was... himself. The feelings of slavery were gone - no more imprisonment. He realized that he never had an identity. He was just labeled as a “puppet”. That’s what the system does, he thought.

This year is a LEAP YEAR but that doesn’t have anything to do with this blog post so yeah.

If you think I’m gonna start this post with a cliche “page 1 of 366″ then you’re fucking wrong, lol. That shit is so stupid like people don’t even commit to it. By March, they forget what day it is and they only pick up their metaphorical book when December comes by flipping it o “page 366 of 366″.

Okay what else is new? Oh yeah! I finally got my Starbucks Planner. Mine’s the green one because I know white attracts so much stains and stuff like that. To be honest, I was kinda disappointed because they decided to fit an entire week in one page and leave the next page blank. But who cares because it’s ~moleskin~.

Tomorrow is Sunday which means that tomorrow’s tomorrow is Monday and that means vacation is OVER. This week is semi-hell because of all the quizzes and last-minute make-up classes. The week after that is hell week proper because EXAMS!!! Man, they really rushed things this semester.

In other news, ver the vacation, I buried myself in TV series like Lost, PLL, Community, and Heroes. I can’t imagine life without those “drugs”. I kinda feel like Abed, lol.

I’m gonna skip to the part where I say that I absolutely have no resolutions because it’s dumb. I can change myself any day and I don’t need a  new year to motivate myself to change. Plus I  like the way I am (yes, I AM CONTENTED, NOT COMPLACENT).

I have been blogging all day and I want to watch Season 4 of Community already so bye guys. Have a happy year!

I can sum ending 2015 up in two parts. Let’s begin.

PART ONE

We kept things low-key this New Year and just stayed at Microtel for the Media Noche. I like hotels better because you can see the firework display without all the firecracker noise! Plus BEDS.

This year, we finally get to actually spend the holidays with my cousin’s son! HIs name is Oreo and look at him, he’s holding an oreo.

Irdk how this pic came to be black and white. I mean it’s a fucking tree. It’s supposed to be green or something but whatever.

Sometimes I swear that my family thinks it’s actually ‘mandatory’ to take pictures everywhere. Oh well, I don’t have anything better to do but seriously it’s so jologs to take pics in the lobby of a low-end hotel. Anyway, HAPPY FAMILY.

PART TWO

We spent lunch two days after with the other family side! But before that, we had to take photos in front of our Christmas tree since we weren’t able to do that last year and that sucked so even though we left one year out of this tradition, we’re still gonna do it!

I love buffets so much that I wanna marry them. Well whatever, the dessert section here isn’t well-developed yet so I’m gonna give this place 3.5 stars. Look at me, I’m freezing to death there because the damn air conditioner is right in front of me (you can’t see it, though).

Idk how their decor is supposed to scream “CHRISTMAS/NEW YEAR” but I kinda like this Asian thing going on, lol. Or it could just be an Indiana Jones thing too. You know, with the big sphere??

Here are a few more pics while waiting for the valet guy to bring our car up front!! The day pretty much ended with me being more fat.

So that’s about it for my Christmas vacation. It was two short weeks of unwinding from the load bequeathed by college and honestly, BITIN. Can’t our school just have classes on the 19th like the other colleges?

Starting last year, we made it some sort of tradition to go out of town for Christmas. We found a place somewhere in Tagaytay Country Homes. This year’s rest house was SO better than last year’s since it has better signal lol.

The house has like 4 stories (an attic, a second floor, a ground floor, and a lower-level kitchen) + a much lower-level swimming pool! Here are some shots of its exterior.

We just chilled inside and watch a ton of local cable shows (yes, I got a little sick to the stomach) but I was mostly watching TV series in my laptop. As you can see, the owners used had some holiday spirit idk because of the tree?

This the pool! It kinda looks like a dungeon because there’s only one way in and out - through the stairs with annoyingly small steps so if in any case that the staircase catches fire, you’re pretty much fucked. I didn’t swim because I’m too lazy to deal with the integrated chore of bringing trunks, showering, putting on sun screen, putting on goggles... yeah I’m lazy af.

I was /forced/ to take a selfie. Meet some of my cousins and my brother. That’s all there is to this picture. NEXT.

There’s always time to appreciate the scenery! This place is so chill like you can see grass and other nature shit like that. I feel like I’m in an episode of Lost (just remember all the great scenes in the show).

The next two photos aren’t mine (yes, I care about plagiarism because I don’t steal shit from other people). We went on a road-trip to Ayala Serin, Starbucks, and Sky Ranch (there were TOO MANY people so we didn’t even think of actually stepping out the car).

Our two-night stay wouldn’t be complete without a family pic! Happy holidays to everyone! Even though it’s already January 2, I wanna wish you guys a Merry Christmas!

Okay so here’s another blog post about someone’s 18th birthday party! Originally, I wasn’t gonna make it but thanks to Trish’s aunt, I did! Shout-out to Tita A for letting me hitch (I forgot her name but I know it starts with A, wow I suck).

Gia’s debut album is now available in all stores nationwide! Better go buy it! HAHA. Plus there’s my seat assignment card on the upper left side!

We hit the mall because we came too early (lol that sounded better in my head) but mostly, we just took selfies which I now regret having done. I despise people who take photos of themselves to pass time and there I was doing the same thing - *self-reassurance* - it wasn’t my idea so yeah, I’M NOT A HYPOCRITE, YAY!

GORGEOUS GIA At EIGHTEEN. HAHAHA. Just kidding, Gia. But seriously, it’s funny af!!!

The queen’s palace and throne! Bask at all its glory. And here she comes walking down her red carpet. Those two sentences sounded uber-geeky but eh.

This could be a reaction photo HAHAHA. Sample: I have no time for these peasants.

Lol so we had a lot of fun with one of my block-mate’s 1x1 pic. I regret being so immature but you gotta loosen some screws some times. PROUD TAMARAW DAW LOL.

Again with the blurry selfies but here we are with the debutante on stage! This photo should be titled: “Gia + her crew”.

Lastly, here is a selfie with Gorgeous Gia @ 18! I literally went home after taking these because my ride was already there so yeah, sad life. Btw, I don’t normally say this BUT THE FOOD WAS THE BOMB. IT WAS GREAT. I EVEN ATE THE VEGGIES. End of outburst.

Let’s take a tour way back in November! One of my HS friends, Dianne had her 18th birthday party on the 29th and yes, I’m months late in blogging this, lol.

I suck at the 18 Roses thing. Forgive my awkwardness that was induced by standing in front of a crowd with the debutante!

I haven’t seen most of these people for a long time. And it was great while it lasted. So much catching up was needed! #Purpose

Seriously, the cake looked amazing!! The dessert table and the center-stage backdrop were a sight for sore eyes as well. You can really feel the AIW vibe!

Here are some of the photo booth pics! The whole dress code was black and white and that kind of minimalism is what the world full of /jejes/ needs. Also, it was a great excuse for me to wear ALL BLACK. I love black so much.

And let us not leave out the blurry selfies I took. This is why I shouldn’t be allowed to use the front camera of any phone. My hand muscles are rusty and this kind of stuff happens!!

That night was fun! Thanks, Dianne and friends! Here’s to more moments to come!! 😊

It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged anything at all - probably because I’m on vacation and I’m enjoying myself by binge-watching all the TV series I can. I was actually planning on blogging stuff but I’m a lazy motherfucker. 

So yeah, human stupidity is what fuels my fire for blogging and let me tell you that today, not like any other, I’ve encountered another illogical outburst by one of my *insert authoritative role here*. I have absolutely zero tolerance for people like this.

This guy decided to create his own set of commandments for reasons I am not sure of. Sometimes I think he has this ‘God complex’ but I’m no psychiatrist so let’s leave it at that.

I’m just gonna state a few of his “laws” here. Feel free to judge whether this person is demented or not. 

Rule # 1 - you can’t wear clothes that aren’t of his liking which means no all-black clothing and you can’t wear comfortable clothes at home. He wants us to wear ‘fresh’ clothes because he doesn’t want us to sweat or catch a cold or get pneumonia. I never heard of someone getting hospitalized for wearing warm and comfy clothes. Never.

Rule # 2 - you can’t stay up at night and you can’t wake up late. What the fuck, right? It’s bad enough that you’re a controlling person towards everyone but you have to get your hands on people’s sleeping schedules too? It has no effect on you whatsoever if I stay up late or not. Actually, a lot of things that I do have no effect on you apart from these things BOTHER you but that’s not my problem. It’s yours, tbh.

Rule # 3 - you can’t close the door in your room. Now this is the most fucking stupid thing I’ve heard in my life. Why???? Does it bother you that I’m doing something beyond your line of sight? I might be doing drugs? I might be smoking skins? Seriously, you have one fucked up view of authority. We all know that you’re just annoyed with some other thing and you’re just over-associating shit with other shit. Control your obsessions, please.

Rule # 4 - you’re not allowed to reply with ‘words that annoy him’ like “hindi ko alam” or by adding “nga or na” in between words in a sentence. He thinks it’s ‘disrespectful’ to do so. I don’t know where he gets these ideas but let’s just sympathize with his distorted mind. 

Rule # 5 - you can’t argue with him because every principle, belief, and practice that he undertakes is always right because apparently he’s had “years of experience in everything at life” therefore he knows everything about everything without any fault or flaw. He says it’s rude to talk back or to say what you want. I think it’s because he was raised in a family that overvalues the thoughts, opinions, and authority of the elderly by putting them on a pedestal where they are infallible. We all know that’s not true because I know a lot of younger minds that surpass the wisdom of corrupt older people.

When people of higher position create ‘rules’ we fail to question their credibility. Are they coming up with these governing guidelines to help us or simply because of something personal? If you watch Orange Is The New Black, Heroes, or Revenge then you’ll know what I’m saying. Some minds are so corrupt that they exercise their evil desires in forms of laws for them to benefit the compliance of the masses. 

So I’ve been thinking about this for too long and now, I think I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to stop posting monthly updates because (1) they take up like 50% of my entire blog post count and (2) they’re posts out of obligation, not inspiration. 

It’s been a decade since I’ve had a trip to Subic! I really don’t know why we go there often because it’s such a nice place. If you take a look at it, the place is a reminiscent of the suburban areas of Guam.

One of my college friends, Trish, planned to have her debut in Subic and there wasn’t really much to think about. It was an automatic yes! We checked in at Subic Grand Harbour Hotel which was where the party was held. 

Obviously, the place was beside the beach because who the hell would name the hotel “grand harbour” if it wasn’t? I’d give the hotel 3.5 stars because of the view at the back! I loved seeing all the ships and boats in the water, haha.

They gave us front row seats at the Patrizia concert, lol (we were seated at the ‘presidential table’ , thanks Trish haha). I could literally see everything from there - the performances, the speeches, the videos.

Here she is in the flesh, Patrizia Anne Montefalcon Gonzales, the star (or butterfly) of the night with a production number filed under: I bet you guys that these gymnasts can toss me in the air without them getting muscle fatigue. Hidden talent # 1.

Stunning and beautiful as usual, her highness sits on her throne like the respectable royalty she is.

The food was also amazing like we didn’t have to stand up to get our own food. It saved me so much angst (I’m that lazy, sorry lol). Here’s one of the items that was on my plate: bacon wrapped around veggies (idk the name of the vegetable).

I was part of the 18 sunflowers! Lucky that they put my part in the final video. Even though “Hero” by EI wasn’t the song, it sure was great to show of my non-existent slow dance skills in front of everybody.

We finally got the chance to have photos with the woman of the hour during the program and during the open dance floor! Cue our hipsterzcxzs poses. Hashtag don’t judge lmao. 

Here are some other photos from the party (filed under: photos without 3SHLORD).

It was surely a great night! The four-hour drive from Manila to Olongapo was worth it because I got to be a part of something big. Happy 18th birthday, Trish (even though your real birthday was like a week ago). Now, she’s of legal age and can now drive her new set of wheels around town like she owns it, nigga *cue intense Jay-z song*.

Let’s end this post with a mandatory palm tree photo.

Earlier today, we went house hunting at Tagaytay because we were supposedly gonna check out a resthouse that we were gonna rent but it turns out that the house was meh.

We just looked at other houses like this one with the empty bird houses. It was huge as fuck! There was this swimming pool and shit. Another house that we visited had this big walls that covered the entire thing.

After looking at potential Christmas house spots, we had lunch at this amazing restaurant that overlooks the Taal Lake. It has this lunch buffer that’s so worth the price! Plus you get to see this amazing view. There was even this butterfly with blue-eyes that I had the privilege of taking photographs of. 

You’d never guess what this thing is. It’s actually some sort of a gazebo roof. Tbh, it looked better with birds resting on top but whenever I take a photo, those little fuckers fly away. I’m left with this empty and boring but minimalistic shot.

Of course, the internet and wi-fi signal was pretty meh on this part of the country but at least you, get to indulge in some tech-free activities from time to time.

October - the last month of the semester. I can already smell the fresh, relaxing warmth of sem-break! I only have like six weeks to go ‘til I taste the satisfying sweetness of vacation.

Midterms ended two days ago and now, we’re even busier than ever! We already had pracs in ana physio lab yesterday + so much lectures. Not to mention the results of the midterm exams, kmn.

So I’m just gonna share one of my many problems in this post. Um, my Norton Anti-virus is about to expire and the reset app is missing! I’ve been trying to contact one of my techy classmates when I was in high school but no luck. I guess I’m back to using the bullshit AVG anti-virus.

In terms of acads, finals is basically hell because our org chem lecturer for this period is the absolute worst. Like a rose, s/he may seem sweet t first but once you get a hold of his/her thorns, you’ll bleed to death every single day.

More on happy news now! My friend, Trish, is turning 18 and she’s gonna have her birthday at Subic which means ~road trip~ and city escapade. I just hope that the said org chem professor doesn’t schedule a makeup class on the weekend of my friend’s birthday because fucking hell if s/he does.

Noong nakaraang Linggo (sa aking pagpapakahulugan, ang Linggo na sinasabi ko ay ang unang araw ng linggo hindi ang kolektibong pitong araw), inanyayahan ako ng aking mga pinsan na manood ng pelikula. Bagaman mayroon akong pangkalagitnaang-terminong pagsusulit sa Pilosopiya at Ingles sa kinabukasan, pumaroon parin ako sa lakad. 

Para maging malinaw, ang pelikulang ito ay napakasikat sa kasalukuyan. Ito ay ukol sa isang heneral na hindi ko babanggitin ang pangalan. 

Sa loob-looban ko, hindi ko talaga nais panoorin ang pelikulang ito. Una sa lahat, ayaw ko manood ng kahit ano kung tungkol ito sa kasaysayan. Hindi ko gusto ang tagpuan ng dyanrang ito. Pangalawa, wala akong hilig o interes sa kasaysayan ng aking bansa. Tapos na ang mga pangyayari. Dapat pa ba balikan ang nakaraan? Hindi ko nga nakayanan matiis ang isang semestreng pag-aaral sa buhay ni R*zal, e. 

Pangatlo at pinaka-mahalaga sa lahat, napaka-meynstrim ng sineng ito. Lahat ng tao ay pinag-uusapan ito sa sosyal midya. Lahat ng makikita mo onlayn ay mga kasabihan at mga larawan tungkol sa pelikula. Hindi akong tao na susumod lamang sa uso. Gagawin ko ang bagay dahil sa sarili kong interes, hindi dahil ginagawa iyon ng iba. Para saakin kasi, nawawalan ng awtentisidad ang pagkatao ng isang indibidwal kung sumunod lamang siya sa kung ano ang nauuso.

Ngayon, mabigat ang aking loob dahil nadalit ako sa kulturang meynstrim. Isa na ako sa mga taong nanood ng sikat at usong-uso na sine na iyon. Huwag niyo akong kagalitan ngunit hindi ako gaanong napahanga sa pelikula. Opinyon ko nga lang ito kung kaya’t wala akong pinatatamaan ako pinasasama.