Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Ayala Museum

When was the last time you visited a museum? Reconnect with your culture. If you think museums are boring, who are you, my little cousin?! Kidding aside, I can't believe I've never been to Ayala Museum. Where have I been all my life? I've been to the National Museum just because it was a requirement in our Spanish class back in college. With my cousins visiting from the US, I thought my aunt wanted me to bring them to museums. Where in fact, they were more into the Science Discovery Center instead of museums.

I thought I won't survive the museum and crawl my way out of it. However I was dead wrong, just like the people featured inside them. There were a lot of artifacts, paintings, and of course, information that could make you lose yourself. I enjoyed Ayala Museum no doubt about that and I'm on my way to visiting the different museums in the Metro. Geez, I can't believe that I was the one who was spending too much time per floor while my younger cousins were running around already yelling if I'm already done.

MORAL: If you can't take reading your thick history books, go to the museum. It can feed your ADHD self.

Twilight-Like Realization

I miss writing about educational stuff. How I can help people around me learn more by reflecting on the events that have transpired in our lives. And how I want to remind them that the center of the universe is already taken by yours truly. So just go indulge in your personal fantasy if you still want that spot. By the way, if you can't handle my humor there's still time to get accustomed to it. I promise you, it would be worth it.
The Grand Daddy of Edward, Stefan, Damon, and all the other vampires you think you personally know.
Whether you're Team Jacob or Team Edward, I don't care. If you like the movie, the books, the whole story, I'm fine with you. If you hate it so much you really have to tell the world how much you loathe it, go ahead. I don't judge. Well on the inside I appreciate how much you detest Twilight and everything associated with it. Yet you still watch the movies. I just don't like hypocrites. Oh shoot, sorry to disappoint you. This is not an entry about Twilight nor vampires. It just reminded me of it when I was stuck in traffic. Let me recall the events.


Okay. I'm done recalling that experience. So here's how it went. My afternoon snack and lunch were digested quite rapidly and I was already hallucinating by the time I left the office. I still walked to Robinson's Galleria, a good 10-15min walk. Bus or jeepney? Decisions, decisions. Duh, jeepney! I can save 4 freaking pesos (Save a peso a day and you can have 7 pesos in a week! Think about it!) even though I can die from air pollution and you know how crazy jeepney drivers steer nowadays! Wrong choice, I told you to just take the blue pill. Ortigas traffic. It's that time when people decide to drive their cars and pretend that Ortigas is one big parking lot. People should stop snorting cocaine, it's messing their perception of reality. I was stuck in traffic - hungry and seated next to someone carrying 2 plastic bags of fatal artery-clogging processed food. I really just wanted to go home and eat healthy food, like those fat-free marshmallows my sister bought me.

Fast food. Those McDonald's french fries. I inhaled the polluted air of Metro Manila and while I was expecting my nostrils and cilia to be filtering carbon monoxide and rocks, my olfactory nerves registered a different sensation in my brain as I was able to smell lard, potatoes, and the grease from that clown's face. McDonald's french FREAKING fries! The woman beside me was making everyone nauseous with the stuff she was carrying.

I cannot give her a sharp burning glare because of the effect she has on me. My eyes so dark and pupils dilated, I wanted to stare her down. I want to cover my nose from the smell and hide the pained expression in my face. Now, I understand how Edward feels towards Bella. Saying how he tries so hard to control himself from eating/biting/sucking her blood just like Pinoy streetfood betamax. "So this is how Edward feels..." is what struck me like lightning. I really want to pay the woman beside me for her fries so I could just slam them all inside my mouth, chew once (or completely fast-forward to swallowing everything) then swallow everything. I was waiting for my subconscious to reign supreme and totally influence my conscious into doing that ridiculous thing. Thank you, self-restraint. I was able to endure the whole trip home with the image of french fries still stuck in my head.

Yes, that is Jacob on the right and Edward on the left ripping freaking bloody Bella in the middle.

MORAL: Don't judge those you see carrying a pained expression, thinking the world has no future, with contempt, anguish, sadness in their eyes. They're probably just hungry. And Edward? Cut the vamp some slack. He prefers to put product in his hair over eating his girlfriend. Kudos, dude.

And I would really love to finally type this out:
A realization is different from a deduction.
Throw stones in the air, when you get hit on the head, go to the infirmary. Fast. ;)

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

That's Okay

And when you're gone, will they say your name?
And when you're gone, will they love you the same?
Oh, when you're gone, we won't say your word,
But you know that's okay.

Don't you know that's okay?

Those lines are from the song "That's Okay" by The Hush Sound. It screams "perfection" for the moment.

Click below for the entire lyrics of the story.

Monday, October 04, 2010

Changing Times

They said it in Grey's Anatomy,

When we say things like ‘people don’t change,’ it drives scientists crazy. Because change is literally the only constant in all of science. Energy, matter, it’s always changing. Morphing, merging, growing, dying. It’s the way people try not to change that’s unnatural. The way we cling to the things that were, instead of letting them be the way they are. The way we cling to old memories instead of making new ones. The way we insist on believing, despite every scientific indication, that anything in this lifetime is perfect. Change is constant. The way we experience change, that’s up to us. It can feel like death, or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it, it can feel like pure adrenaline. Like at any moment, we can have another chance at life. Like at any moment, we can be born all over again. 
We cling on to old memories and postpone making new ones for a reason. We just can’t morph, merge, grow, die. We’re people. Thinking and believing that we can morph/merge/grow after everything is unnatural. It's the ideal thing to do, to let things that were be the way they are, but these things usually have meaning, have something that affected us at some point. That is when we cling on to them even after they change or have disappeared.

"Change is constant" is the most ironic truth I have read so far.

MORAL: We have our reasons not to accept what has been changed. There's no such thing as not accepting change, we're just telling and fooling ourself that this will not come.


Hello, Dave Annable. Even though I don't have any plans in the near future to start watching Brothers and Sisters, I just want you to know how tempted I am to start downloading episodes of it just so I can see you all the time.

Stop staring already.

In Marian Rivera's wise words (you've got to believe her, after all, she's Psychology!) or word or mouth instead: Bee-yoo-tee-fool!

Add Charice Pempengco's happy words, "I can't bilibit!"

MORAL: Are you bored? Do you want to have abs? Work out! Post this photo, or think of it and I hope it's added motivation for you to start moving your non-existent solid muscles!

Friday, October 01, 2010

Ellie Goulding - The Writer

Why don't you be the artist
And make me out of clay
Why don't you be the writer
And decide the words I say

Because I'd rather pretend
I'll still be there at the end
Only it's too hard to ask
Won't you try to help me

I try out a smile and I aim it at you
You must have missed it, you always do