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Entries for November, 2007
November 1, 2007
Pursuit of Happiness
Posted at 09:20 PM
It has been a while since my last entry. My trip was certainly memorable, and as I said in my past entry, 10 days is just too short, and it passed by just like that. I usually stay for a little less than a month, which was why 10 days was sooooo not enough. I didn't get to shop that much, though I was able to get around Kuala Lumpur. I mean, it was malling overdrive... i think my mom and I went to at least 5 malls each day. haha
Plus, I got to eat so much food - as in the type that would make my fat cells happy beyond reasonable doubt. Hmmm.. let me see, there were lamb chops, plus i got my dose of lobster... yum! Plus, there was the usual breakfast of bacon, ham, hashbrowns, crossiants, english muffins, danish pastries plus freshly squeezed orange juice. Also, there were so many other dishes that I tried for the first time, like their version of bulalo, except that instead of beef, it was lamb. My god, I was in heaven. haha But the highlight of my trip was my nightly dose of large strawberries from the complementary fruit basket every time Room Service delivered our food. This, above anything else, made my trip. haha (ang babaw talaga!) Anyway, if there is one thing you have to know about me, i love strawberries, so much so that I think it is one of God's best work. haha and the kind I had are not the small varieties one could get from Baguio, but the large, sweet ones - quite like the one Janet Jackson was eating in her video Love Me for A Little While. So anyway, that's that about my trip. Actually, madami pang nangyari, but I can't seem to find it in myself to type all about it. So there.
Anyway, I came back just in time for Regcom. Imagine this, I woke up at 3 am Monday to prepare for my 7 am flight back to Manila and then I had to wake up at 4 am on Tuesday for the first Regcom prep day. Gooood, that was sooo tiring. But all is well, especially since there were a lot of things to do, to keep me occupied. But if there is one thing that I hate about Regcom is that it gives me lots of time to think, especially since there are lots of lag time. And what happens when I have the time to think? Yes, you've probably guessed it right, I overthink.
And most of the time, I think about the problems I have. Actually, I overthink about the problems that I have. I actually remember talking to a batchmate way back in grade school. Well, we weren't really that close, but he was so frustrated and I was there to help, or at least to listen. Well, he was actually failing (or at least, was disappointed with his grades - or something to that extent.) And he told me how much he envied the life that I had. He talked about how much possibilities and potential I have. And that was the life he wanted to have. Heavy di ba? I mean, we were like grade six by then and he was already carrying so much burden. I really didn't know what to say, especially since the greatest challenge I had those times were like how to fit all my expenses in my measly 50-pesos-a-day allowance.
And then, I have this High School friend, who wrote a letter to me during one Christmas. I guess, its in the culture of my barkada back then to write "palancas" and to give gifts during Christmas. I think, that, together with other things, set out barkada above the rest. haha, siyempre biased yan. So anyway, he wrote about the fact that he can't really say anything important in the letter. According to him, the reason for this is that among all his friends, he saw me as the one who had the least problems. That was how he saw me, someone who didn't really carry any burden - quite unlike other people (like himself) who need an escape once in a while from the "heavy" lives that they live.
I guess, for both times, I was dumbstruck. I mean, how would one react to those statements right? I can't really say that my life has been hell, but I also can't say that it has been "good times" all the way either. I guess, I have lots of blessings - after all, I have been given everything that I need. But, my life is not really the life that anyone should aspire to have. Which is why, I felt very uneasy when someone told me that he'd want to exchange lives. Trust me, you wouldn't want to live my life. Yep, its got its perks, but in some ways, God is fair. Think of it this way, to those that much is given, much is expected. Which is the reason why, I wouldn't give my life up for anyone elses also - simply because we all have crosses to bear, and these lives that we live, are ours, and ours alone. We live our lives differently - we handle situations differently. Such is life, a double edged sword, bittersweet, an emotional roller coaster, but always worth living, and loving.
About the palanca, I guess, I couldn't really blame him for thinking that way. Yes, I laugh a lot. I also smile as much as I could. (which is in a way good, simply because my "poker face" is scary.. haha) But the thing is, it doesn't mean that if I don't talk about my problems, they don't exist. It doesn't mean that if I I don't have mood swings or panic attacks, that I don't have knee-trembling -what-do-i-do-now? problems. Quite the contrary actually. There are times, that I just keep quiet (which is difficult to do, for me at least haha). There are other times that I just want to scream out loud. And there are times that I just don't know what to do anymore. *sigh*
Its just that, knowing fully well that other people have problems, I don't want to add more burden to them. Which is why as much as possible, I deal with my problems alone - well, at least, until the point that I can handle them. I don't have chronic mood swings simply because I feel that it is unfair for innocent people to share in your misery because (1) they are for one, innocent and (2) they have their own problems to deal with anyway. Yes, I have problems. Lots of them actually. And they might not be as grave as those with just days to live, or those who do not know when or how they'd get their next meal. But, they are my problems. Mine, and mine alone. And this makes me no less human. I, quite like everyone else, need the occasional escape - to get that for-a-little-while-all-my-troubles-are-gone feeling.
I remember one topic that we had in Philo, about how everything that we do, is aimed at our happiness, or indirectly, the happiness of others. Its just like that. I mean, at the end of the day, I just want to be happy. Screw success. Forget about money (at least in the long run. we have to be practical.. haha) I just want to be happy. Yun lang naman eh. ganon lang kasimple. Its just those fleeting moments of happiness, those treasured moments of joy that makes life worth living.
Anyway, I just can't believe how emo this post is. But I guess, somehow I just have to let some of the stress and tension out occasionally. di ba?Ayun. This post is soo much longer that I expected it to be. written diarrhea at its best. haha If you've read until this point, congratulations. Your determination must be commended. Either that or you've got to be bored beyond compare. haha Ciao!
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November 2, 2007
Morsels of Wisdom
Posted at 11:10 PM
Whenever I encounter pieces/morsels of wisdom over the internet, I try to write it down, or if I could, memorize them. I just feel that in one way or another, the experiences of people and the lives that they live are similar - or at least the lessons that they learned.
So anyway, here is something that I picked up as I was blog hopping.
"if you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it.
if you don't ask, the answer is always NO.
if you don't step forward, you'll always in the same place.
Take Risks! Life goes on! do what you think can make you happy..."
So here is to going after what I want, to keep on asking, to taking steps forward, to taking risks, and to doing what I think can make me happy.
'Til Next time!
PS I was watching PBB earlier, and can I just say that I luuuurve Toni Gonzaga! OMFG, she's just sooooo adorable, and soooo geniune (which according to her, is pronounced as gen-u-wine). haha And her mom was also there, as she was about to leave the house! hahaha she didn't exactly look like Toni, but when she smiled, yep... she is indeed Toni's mother. haha Ayun lang.
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November 3, 2007
Today, Aldrich = Bad Boy
Posted at 08:37 PM
Well, its been almost a day since my last post. haha This is highly unusual for me to post this much entries in a span of two days. Oh well. Weirder things have been known to happen. haha
So anyway, earlier, I did some errands for the family. Nothing much, just tedious, monotonous errands that have been piling up - which was why I had to be absent for Regcom. *sigh* wave bye bye to the perfect attendance award. (^_^)
After that, I had some time left to do something that I think I've always wanted to do, but the good boy in me has always stopped me from doing so. Well, these past few weeks have been crappy, so in one way or another, that has got to merit me some moments to be bad, right!? haha and sometimes, being too good, can be bad. (does that make sense!?) I watched this Italian film a few weeks ago and I really liked the quote "Good boys go to heaven, bad boys go everywhere." So let's just say, that I went somewhere kanina. haha (now, now, dont jump to conlusions, the term "bad" is still relative. yep, its definitely relative - specially when it comes to me.)
So there. haha I just wanted to type it in here so that I would remember. I just hope that what I did today doesn't come back to haunt me. *fingers crossed*
Hope everyone's having a great sem break, specially since its definitely about to end. And then, the second semester is about to begin - at least for Ateneans. Did you know that second semester is just 12 weeks!? Or at least, its 12 weeks for seniors. OMG, that is soooo going to go by sooo fast. And before you know it, I'll be graduating na. I'm sooo looking forward to it. Ewan, its just like I've been working towards this for a very looong time - especially if you think of it as the culmination of one's education. From the moment you started to learn how to tell time in preschool, to the time you memorized the regions of the Philippines in grade school and read Noli and El Fili in High School, and then the last few years of college - all of those activities are leading to this event. Everything is just so breathtaking, so overwhelming. But I guess, what's important is what happens next right? I mean, for almost everyone else, its just a normal day. *sigh* I hope that I have a job before graduation comes... haha I just dont want to go through the unemployment stage. At the end of the day, yun lang naman ang gusto ng bawat graduate di ba? Yung masayang trabaho na mataas ang sweldo. haha
Anyway, wala nang patutunguhan ang entry na ito. haha so 'til next time!
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November 4, 2007
November 7, 2007
What's up?
Posted at 04:21 PM
Yesterday, I had rashes on my arms. I had some friends from Regcom look at it, and they thought that it looked like a mild case of allergies. The thing is, I never had allergies.
As a child, I never did. Remember those forms or slam books asking what your allergies are, my answer would always be "none". In a way, it was great - that sense of invulnerability, that you could eat anything you want without getting red splotches over your body. It sure felt great, specially when you think of sissies who are allergic to chicken or even milk. haha But anyway, yesterday, I had allergies. And I went to the infirmary to ask for treatment. Fast forward, I still had red blotches in my arms this morning, so I ended up being absent for Regcom. *sigh* So there. Even now, I still have no idea what caused the irritation, or I'm not even sure if it can formally be known as allergies - for all I know, it could just have been a mild rash. All this is sooo new to me. Now, its all gone na. Thank god! haha
So anyway, I spent most of the afternoon watching the Third Season of Grey's Anatomy. There was one episode where there was this guy who lived 15 years with a bullet in his brain. I think he was a ranking officer who came from the Korean War or something, and the thing is, instead of the bullet entering the front side of his head, it entered the back. That sounds somewhat ordinary, but the thing was - he was sure that the bullet came from his own men.
And here was a grown man, almost brought into tears by the fact that for once and for all - he would finally confirm that the bullet that was in his head, the bullet he carried for the past 15 years, came from his own camp. And I guess, what goes deeper than the scar from the operation is the fact that the bullet came from his own men, his own side of the war.
Now from my own point of view, it could have come from any one of his men - the one who was second in command, or anyone else. But it all boils down to one thing, it was betrayal, and nothing but. And betrayal does hurt. But it hurts the most when it comes from your own "men". Yes, you can be betrayed by various types of people, people you hardly even know, even by your own enemies. But I guess, betrayal by people who you think are on your side - that's the epitome of betrayal, the essence of the word. Why? Simply because you expect them to know better, to be better, to do better. Its simply unrealistic and downright foolish for people to expect that strangers or even enemies will watch their back. But that is what one expects from friends. In fact, they should expect nothing else. And when friends do not only fail to do so, but intentionally or unintentionally go the other way to betray them, then that ladies and gentlement, hurts like hell.
And, it makes you think, or more specifically, to rethink everything. It makes you reexamine everything that happened - the things you did and of course, the things that they did. But beyond that, what matters most is what you intend to do after that. The type of people we become does not come from one specific act. A topic in philosophy gives this justice - that of Aristotle and his Virtue Ethics that simply says, virtues need practice, in essence, we become just by doing just acts.
Now, how a person handles being betrayed varies from one to the next. It just shows how far along one is in achieving what Aristotle called Virtues. The thing is, I was never really a person who actively seeked revenge. I never was, and I think I never will be. Plotting and scheming were never really my thing. Neither do I just ignore things as if they never happened. In the end, the best way to address this issue of betrayal is to move forward. Moving forward can involve many things - but simply it just means that I do not intend to stay in the same place, simply because doing so, would only remind me of everthing that happened.
Now to you, whoever you are, I know you did some thing behind my back. However, In the words of Kelly Clarkson, I would never wish bad things, but I don't wish you well. I made the mistake of thinking that since we're friends and all, I could let my guard down, but I guess, it was a wrong move on my part. Now listen, and listen well. I make lots of mistakes. But if there is one thing that I'm proud of, is that I never make the same mistake twice. Being complacent, well that was a mistake, now that I think about it. And trust that I'll never make that mistake again.
Well, isn't it funny how this post started with allergies, and then with Grey's Anatomy and then went all spite-full? haha Oh well, life is nothing but an emotional rollercoaster.
Thanks for reading. 'Til the next loop!
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November 11, 2007
Beginning of the End
Posted at 10:46 PM
Well, tomorrow, the next semester begins. This is the second semester of my senior year, the 8th semester of my 8 year stay in Ateneo. There may be a lot of ways to say it, but it all boils down to one thing, tomorrow is the beginning of the end.
*sigh* As I look back and think of my whole academic career, it seems that everything, as a whole, has been well. There are some things that I would, without a doubt, change if I was given the chance, but there are things that I'm happy that I was given the chance to have. Quite like everything in life, my career as a student, has been bittersweet.
As much as I would not want to admit it, I love school. I love doing homeword. I love planning projects. I love sleepless nights. And though I rant about them a lot ( i mean a lot, just look at the entries in this blog, specially those posted as semesters in the past were about to end), deep down, I love going to school, and everything about it. After years of waking up early for it, it seems that I'm more than comfortable with classrooms, libraries and all of that.
And for years, I've always written "student" in every form that asked for my occupation. I've always used it whenever I can get a discount - especially when I travel. Which makes it so awkward and overwhelming when I think that after a few months, I wont be one anymore. No more report cards, no more attendance, no more tuition fees and registrations, no more discounts.
In a few months, or 12 weeks to be more specific, I'll be graduating and believe me when I say this, it scares the sh*t out of me. But it's something that I want and am looking forward to. I've been working towards it for the longest time, and now, its almost here. As much as a love going to school, i just feel that I'm meant for so much more. I guess, more than 15 years of academics makes me think that there are other things that are meant for me, things beyond books and report cards. Which makes me wish that this semester end as quickly as possible. There's no point in delaying the inevitable, and the potential beyond graduation is soooo overwhelming.
In the end, all I can do is to look forward. Especially if what I have now is something that I've always had. Here's to changes in the future. Here's to the future. Here's to not holding on too long and not letting go to fast.
*sigh* eto na nga ba ang tinatawag na senior's syndrome? haha maybe. Oh well, good luck everyone, especially for this semester. 'Til next time. (^_^)
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November 16, 2007
Second Semester
Posted at 11:24 AM
I have an 11-hour break today, so I might as well post something here. haha So how did I get that god-forsaken break? Well, let's start off with this semester's schedule, shall we? Actually, I meant to post this last week, but two of my classes were almost at the point of being dissolved. Thankfully, they weren't. So here's to a class with a teacher-student ratio of 1:7! So anyway, here's my class schedule for this semester:
Regular Classes
M-W-F
7:30-8:30 - History 166 Philippine History
1:30-2:30 - Theology 151 Catholic Commitment: A Synthesis
3:30-4:30 - Philosophy 103 Philosophy of Religion
Once-a-week Classes
Mondays
6:00-9:00 - LS 170 Strategies in A Global Setting
Fridays
6:00-9:00 - LS 127 Strategy Implementation
Accelerated Classes (starts in January)
Wednesdays and Fridays
9:00-12:00 - LS 142 Cross Cultural Communications
So anyway, its a friday today, and there's this faculty thingy this afternoon. So, the VP for Loyola Schools declared that we would not have classes from 1:30 t0 6:30. Great, right!? Well, that get rids of my theo and philo. But it leaves my histo and LS 126 behind - thus leaving me with just 2 classes. The cherry on this godforsaken pie is that my first class ends at 8:30 and my second and last class starts at 6:30. F*ckin fabulous. Well, anyway, at least I get the time to sneak an entry here right? I could even post an effin novel if I want given the time i have. haha
Now, back to the schedule. One thing that you would notice is that there are no T-TH classes. So my week is like alternating... haha. As of now, I'm not sure if thats a good thing or a bad thing, but I certainly welcome the break I would get (not to mention the allowance savings) because I theoretically don't have to go to school on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Now, why theoretically? Well, knowing fully well how taxing the academic workload of Ateneo is, I doubt whether my dreams of resting on T-Th would ever materialize. (^_^)
Anyway, off to my first impressions of my teachers.
History 166 - Dr. Santos
Now, I was scared that this class was going to be dissolved - until this moring when we got the confirmation that Dr. Hofilena approved the class even though there are only 7 of us in the class! haha Can i just say that this is going to be an ultimate bonding experience! haha Cutting this class is obviously a no-no, simply because its going to be far too obvious. haha So anyway, can I just say that I like Dr. Santos - she's got her own opinions and she talks about things beyond just Philippine History. Plus, she chose me as her beadle. Well, she didn't really have lots to choose from. But still, haha she chose me. wahahaha so anyway, I love history, and i think i'm bound to love Dr. Santos too. I'm just glad that we get to keep this class, even though its time slot is not that great.haha But still, i'd rather have a day that starts at 7:30 rather than one that begins at 1:30. Last sem, I was never late nor absent for my 7:30 class. haha compare that to my sophomore 1:30 class where I nearly overcut simply because I was tardy oh too many times.
Theology 151 - Mr. Dy-Liacco
Can I just say that I built my schedule around his class. I had difficulty getting a slot in his class. And, I have early registration privileges. That's how in-demand this teacher is. Well, for the first day, I sat in front - just like I always do and chatted with some acquiantances. And he was busily twidling his thumbs and looking at the blackboard. And after the bell rang, he started the class. And can I just say that when he spoke, omg, nosebleed talaga. haha It wasnt the depth of his english nor was it his humor. It was the accent. Yep, it was definitely the accent. He's got this wonderful way of saying photos - quite like photoes. Same goes for groups (grooops). Its not that icky bisayan accent (no offense). Its got that air of sophistication. haha I'm not sure where he came from, or how he got it, but here's one thing I'm sure off, I want it. haha Give me a few years of living wherever he got his, and I'll probably have that same accent. haha So anyway, he's interesting. Well, saying he's interesting is bound to be an understatement, but oh well, I still have one semester to prove that.
Philosophy 103 - Mrs. Azada-Palacios
Well, what's with people with two surnames!? haha nothing against them, but I have two teachers with two surnames. The syllables just keep on adding up!! haha So anyway, I think Mrs. Azada-Palacios (AP, for short coz its tedious to type her whole surname) is going to give me a run for my money. First week pa lang, and we've already had two homework journals. Plus, we already have readings! Anyway, no pain no glory right? Also, can I just say that I appreciate her proficiency in speaking the English Langauge. I mean, i love Kaelin and all, but sometimes, it was difficult to actually go beyond the language barrier. parehas kaming nanonosebleed pag nagE-English. haha I just hope that Mrs. AP is no Soh, if you get what I mean.
LS 127 - Mr. Lopez
*sigh* yun lang. *sigh* haha, I just don't like repeating teachers. It brings back memories, plus, after one sem, you kinda get tired of them. Oh well...
LS 170 - Mr. Perlada
This is another class that I thought was going to be dissolved. But no! I already talked to the department secretary and they confirmed that there would be no dissolving of classes! Yay! Anyway, he looks and teachers like your run-of-the-mill male-middle-aged teacher. But he's got this twist. He asked all of us to make a one-paged resume which will be the basis of our groupings. taray di ba!? yan ba ang tinatawag ni Ms. Paderon (eco 122) na "value-added!?" haha Anyway, I just hope that he doesn't turn into another Batallones. I heard mixed reviews. So I guess, its up to me to see how he really is.
So there. Now, can I just say that these are just my impressions. haha yun lang. I guess this is long enough. hmmm, I'll just post again soon! (^_^)
PS Mrs. AP said that this semester is composed of 14 weeks, not 12 as I mentioned earlier. Oh well, 1 week down, 13 to go! Shucks, 13 weeks more and I'll be graduating. crap. parang ready na ready na ako na hindi. huh!? haha
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November 17, 2007
Choosing one over the other
Posted at 10:31 PM
Sometimes, when I think about it, I fail to find a reason why I chose one over the other. I'd make excuses, act as if I was unaware but there are times that I'm just dumbfounded as to why I did, and probably still would do.
However, I sometimes find the reasons - oftentimes simple, mundane things, but occassionally the in-your-face ones arise. Thus, maybe I didn't really make wrong choices in the past after all.
Because no matter how I look at it or given the change to do-over, I'd still choose the one over the other. Especially now that the one is gone and I'm left with the other - which makes me realize that everything in the past happened because of something rational, actual reasons. yep, the one beats the other's ass big time, despite the imperfections.
*sigh* I miss the good old days. haha (which actually is scary - me actually being old enough to have "good old days." haha) I really do.
'Til the next loop.
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November 20, 2007
HEROES!
Posted at 05:40 PM
I just finished watching one of the latest episodes of Heroes, Season Two. Well, I'm sure you've heard of it, and you've probably watched it, so there's no point of typing my own synopsis. If you havent heard of it, there's always Wikipedia. So there.
I love the cast, the storyline, the premise, the possibilities. And of all the characters, one of my all-time favorites would be Claire Bennett. I'm not sure if I got the spelling right, but in any case, she's the girl who can heal aka regenerate. According to her, she feels pain, but she "just gets over it quickly." Well, who wouldn't want that right?
So anyway, what I wanted to post in this entry was something a character said to her (now, I'm not saying who, since I don't want to be a spoiler) But anyway, here it is:
"I know you can heal, but I never want to see you hurt."
Aawwwwww. Now excuse me while I melt... (^_^)
Ciao!
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November 22, 2007
Sick!
Posted at 08:33 PM
Aldrich is sick.
Well, I dont really get sick that often. But, when I do, I get really sick. Quite like the saying, when it rains, it pours. So anyway, I knew I was going to be sick as early as monday. I mean, I had this desire to go emo last sunday, so I walked under the rain. And by the time I woke up early morning Monday, I already had a runny nose. By the time evening came, I was already having chesty coughs. Soonafter, I had headaches, body pains and my eyes were sore. It even came to me being unable to move for almost 10 minutes.
When I get sick, it gets worse before it gets better. Well, its Thursday now and I think it already got worse - I think. And the several cones of free ice cream I ate Thursday afternoon didn't really help either. (out of all the temptations God put on Earth, I think ice cream is the most tempting - i think i can't say no even to save my own life haha) Oh well, I just hope that I get well soon. *sniff* I dont like getting sick because for one, I can't really taste food well. I eventually compensate for that by eating more. Before you know it, thats more pounds I have to lose before this year ends. *cough* crap. I hate the feeling of being sick. Oh well, I guess thats what happens to those who don't take their Vitamin C. Good thing I have my medicine. But still, theres discomfort.
Anyway, here's to Aldrich getting better. Hopefully that happens before I post another entry here.
*sniff* Ciao! *cough*
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November 27, 2007
One More Chance
Posted at 10:06 PM
Sometimes, there are some quotations, anecdotes and even stories that make us wonder how diverese our experiences are from other people - the combination of words and emotions that make us realize that as much as people are fundamentally alike, our experiences and our choices set us apart - making us, simply one of a kind.
However, there are times that we undergo the same experience - astonishingly sharing similar situations. In some cases, the names may be different, or some details may be missing but in the end, its the same thing.
Siguro kaya tayo iniiwanan ng mga mahal natin dahil may darating pang ibang mas magmamahal sa'tin - 'yung hindi tayo sasaktan at paasahin...'yung magtatama ng lahat ng mali sa buhay natin.
Its a quote from the movie "One More Chance" - which I haven't been able to watch yet (loser talaga! haha) but it looks very promising. (^_^)
So here's to the people in our past whose good memories will be cherished and will ultimately make us appreciate those people who enter our lives in the future. Para sa mga taong magtatama ng lahat ng mali sa buhay natin. (^_^)
PS I bought the whole 7-book-set of the Chronicles of Narnia in the Scholastic Booksale earlier. For the first time (or at least, the first time that I could remember), I bought something out of pure impulse. Well, everything's fine and dandy as of the moment but I'm sure that this will have serious repercussions in the future. *sigh* oh well, at least I'm happy in the short run di ba!? haha
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November 30, 2007
Suicide Sandwich
Posted at 01:21 PM
I was browsing through my old e-mails kanina ( I mean the old old ones - think more of high school era) and this one particularly made me laugh. haha
Suicide Sandwich
There were three friends: an Ateneoan, a La Sallite and a UP Student (so you know this story is fictional). Anyway, everyday they met for lunch and ate their sandwiches.
UP: Putek! Peanut Butter sandwich na naman!? Sawang-sawa na ako dito ah. Pag bukas, peanut butter sandwich na naman ang baon ko, magpapatiwakal na ako!
Ateneo: Darn! Roast beef sandwich again. I am sick of this already. If Iget another roast beef sandwich again tomorrow, I am gonna shootmyself.
La Salle: Oh my gosh, grabe! Ham sandwich is my baon again. I am so sawa with this sandwich na, ha? If my baon tomorrow is ham sandwich again. I am gonna drive my CRV over the cliff.
The next morning, they again met for lunch, and, alas, they had the samesandwiches again. The UP student went back to his dorm, pulled out a beltand choked himself to death. The Atenean went home, got a gun, and shot himself in the head. The La Sallite drove his CRV off a cliff.
During their funeral, their mothers were interviewed:
UP: Kung sinabi niya lang sa akin na ayaw niya na nang peanut butter sandwich, eh di sana hindi na yun yung pinabaon ko sa kanya.
Ateneo: If he had told me that he did not want roast beef anymore, I wouldn't have prepared him roast beef.
La Salle: Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit siya nagpakamatay, eh siya naman yung gumagawa ng sarili niyang sandwich.
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