tribute

Sinusulit ko na ang bawat minutong tumatakbo papalapit sa araw ng paghuhukom. At dahil dito naisipan ko nanaman magbloghop kung san-san.

Nagtatalo sa numero unong posisyon ang bob ong wannabees at love doctors pero I must say, panalo sa listahan ko today ang Korek ka John.  Hindi ito ang unang beses na i’m quoting John na aking source of inspirasyon. Natutuwa lang ako kasi nagpapakatotoo lang siya lagi. Kung masaya siya masaya siya, kung malungkot edi malungkot, kung galit naku galit, at kung anu-ano pang emosyon na kaya niyang maramdaman na maaaring maipakita sa mundo. Pangarap ko rin kasing maging totoo sa aking sarili at maging kuntento dun. Hindi ko malilimutan ang blog niya about Maricel Soriano at ofcourse ang different faces of sweet noong minsang anniversary niya.

Ang latest blog niya is about Bebe (pronounced Bibi) Gandanghari a.ka. Rustom Padilla (before). Tunay naman na matunog ang pangalan ni BB san ka man ngayon mapunta. Nag-sit-in ako sa klase ng Legal Medicine ni Atty. Arizala last Saturday at mismong siya ay nakapag-segway tungkol kay BB. 

Nag-enjoy ako sa istilo ng pagsusulat ni John. Aklat ng kagandahan ang kanyang title pero hindi mo akalaing ang laman nito ay higit pa sa usapang kagandahan. Maliban sa misyon niyang magbigay impormasyon tungkol kay BB ay naroon nga ang usapang Ms. Universe mula noon hanggang ngayon. Naroon din ang kanyang personal involvement sa istorya. Informative, creative at meaningful. All in all it was a well-written piece. Hindi ako expert critic sa pagsusulat pero ang mga naiibang pagsusulat na nagpapakita ng totoong sarili mo ay ang pinaka mag-aangat sa pangalan mo sa larangan ng blogging at maging saan man na propesyon at larangan ng kompetensyon.

It’s not all about writing but writing what you know. Maganda ang mga may sariling tema at timpla na pagsusulat ay masasabing may originality. Masyadong mahaba ang listahan ng mga dapat purihin, try niyo icheck ang web friends ko a.k.a. blog gurus, maiintindihan niyo rin ako. I found a lot of parts of me distributed among beautiful strangers, AC, soulful, duchess, N, muymuy and mitch. Well yun iba masyadong espesyal na mga tao para hindi bigyan ng puwang sa page ko, hindi man sila magsulat tulad nila Shakespeare, Jane Austen at Paulo Coelho.

Hindi ko pa man nalilibot lahat ng blogs sa blogosphere, pero masaya ang patuloy na paglalakbay sa mundong ito. Natanong nga ako kahapon dahil sa Ash Wednesday kasi may kanya-kanyang mga penetensya ang mga kaibigan ko, ano daw ba ang isasakripisyo ko ngayong season of lent? Sabi nila kailangan yun something you love the most. Hindi naman kasi ako traditional Filipino Roman Catholic, i even consider my self a non-practicing Catholic paminsan. Mahirap ipaliwanag pero mayroon ako sariling religion, a relationship na kami lang ni God ang nagkakaintindihan. So ayun, isip-isip ako kung ano-ano nga ba ang pwede kong isakripisyo, at dalawang bagay lang ang pumantay sa listahan ko - alak at blogging. Bakit kailangan isakripisyo ang bagay na nakakapagbuo ng pagkatao mo? Hindi ko makita ang logic. Hindi pa naman ito umaabot sa gluttony or ideology na kung saan ay ikamamatay ko kung mawala sila sa buhay ko. Unang-una parin ang pananampalataya ko sa Maykapal, hindi man ako ituring na the typical religious. Never ako nagsakripisyo at hindi ko pa naiisipan baguhin ang aking nakaugalian na. Ang mga pagbabago at mumunting mga kahilingan ay nasasaloob mo dapat, hindi dapat may kung anuman kapalit o kondisyon.

Kung kaya, dapat lang sabihin na - Mabuhay ang lahat ng bloggers sa buong mundo, we rock!

 

Walang personalan, blogging trip lang. 

Pagpasensyahan na ang extreme mood swings ko. Okay, mali nga naman na humingi ako ng dispensa, blog ko naman to ah. *sungit mode*

Huwag mag-alala sa mga taong naninibago sa transformation na nangyayari sa akin. Hindi ako kailanman magbabago. I am still the same old me only different in so many ways.  Tingnan mo lang ako diretso sa mata, ito parin ako natalupan lang ng maduming kamunduhan.

Ako kaya, kailan magkakaroon ng anibersaryo tulad nila Chiksilog, Korek ka John at Superbianca? Pag-isipan ko muna, baka mapasubo ako at kailanganin magpainom, asan ba sila batanggero at kosa?

know-it-all

 

He who talks a lot knows little.

I have not met every kind of person in this world to say that I have seen the best and the worst of people. But of course with 24 years of existence, I have had my fair share of those people who always tops my list as irritating - the know-it-all, there are relatives, close friends and of course a bulk of acquaintances. I have been one my self in a certain period of time. I learned my lesson the hard way, don’t we all?!.

They act as if they are always “IN” with the latest issues and/or gossips, be it political or apolitical or non-political. They always wants to be involved in every conversation, hence, making them the the core of the circle. They always just had to have something to say in every topic of conversation, sounding as if an authority and expert and who could forget someone claiming to be the only perfect person in the planet or one among the likes of the gods. They always give unsolicited advice and opinion over everything under the sun. They never accept defeat or admit their wrong, but in order to escape the humiliation, they plainly retaliate by making humor out of it or changes the topic or says ‘that’s your opinion, but I’m bunking on my stand, no truce.’ They try to get away with everything without much of a hassle. They are sore losers. When told of this bad habbit of being tagged as ‘know-it-all’, they either dismiss the idea as lame or reason out that they are just misunderstood. 

They just want to belong. There is always a phase in our life when we would want to create a new self whenever we are in a new crowd, not just blend in but rather stand out. They are not really that bad. They have got pure hearts for people they love. They are firm and decisive. They keep the balance of a lively conversation and life in general. They teach us to understand them and not to be like them. They are indeed oftentimes unaccepted and unloved for being misunderstood. 

They just need a lot of growing up. Maturity comes not only with age but also experience. What makes one an authority or expert on the matter of living life in general? We are all sinners, I’d like to correct that, I should say, none of us is perfect. Even those who have become wise through their years of experience had their own misfortunes and mistakes. I am not really trying to justify their existence in our society and environment but rather I am trying to understand their role and purpose as human beings. Each and every one of us is created differently, from every strand of hair up to our building blocks of DNA with the exception of course of identical twins but besides no twins are perfectly identical as to personality, intelligence, achievement and purpose, right, it is impossible. Although everything is possible with God, the possibilities of the surprises life has to offer are but puzzles pieces that makes us whole, which we just have to discover sooner or later or never by choice or by chance. The gravity of brain-wrecking, boiling-blood-causing and body-shaking irritating end-result and effect of one know-it-all is just part of the fair game of life. Live with it.