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Birthday Pics


Here're some of the birthday pictures. Not my pictures of course but my niece Kyla and nephew Drake who had the honors of blowing the candles on my humble humble cake.

I don't have an image editor in this pc so you have to bear with me on these pictures because they're kinda dark but most especially with the first one where you'll probably have to tilt your head to the right a little to appreciate it.

These were just taken with my sister's phone which, unfortunately, at that time, I think wasn't set up to take bigger resolution. demmit.



Kyla blowing the candles



Kyla again



Drake wanted to blow the candles this time

August 30 2004

I just signed my first O.R. a few minutes ago. I didn't realize I was even authorized to do that. Apparently I am. I was so dumbstruck I didn't even bother to read what it was for, not that I suspect it was for anything that I shouldn't have signed. The girl quipped something about me being a manager. That was sort of an ego boosting moment for me but then again, if that truly is the case, I'm one clueless manager.

I turned 23 a few days ago. Yet another year had passed. The door was ajar as it always is when I wake up and the heat had already crept into the living room. Nothing was particularly different. Everything was the way it should be or as I expected them to be. Everything was unremarkable. Just as every other birthday that's come and gone in the past few years. There were no birthday gifts waiting to be un-wrapped neither was there a celebration being prepared nor did I have plans of my own.

I slept earlier than usual the night before, so my phone was already full of messages from well-wishers and friends in the morning. They were the usual people with a few new ones - friends, acquaintances and co-workers I had met and made in the 365 days between birthdays. I was looking forward to a birthday spent in relative comfort since birthdays only fall on weekends once every several years. I expected this peace to be dinstinctly obliterated as soon as my nephew and niece arrived.

There was some food, of course, but just your regular fare. Nothing fancier than a regular meal you'd have in a day at work. My family rarely eats at home and if we do, we rarely ever eat at the same time. So it is, in some ways, a chance for us to do something together. A lot of other families might have this sort of thing occur every night at dinner or at least on Sundays, we have it when there is an occassion for it. Then again, the only indication that this was a birthday at all was a cake and a few boisterous jeers and cheers.

The other day, a good friend asked me if I was still basking in the after-glow of my birthday, this being the week immediately after. Unfortunately, there is no after-glow and there never was. My birthdays have always been rather low-key. Sometimes I just prefer it that way, other times I just don't make the effort to see people or prepare any activities. I also like the idea of keeping my birthday to myself just to see who remembers. It's not an absoulte and clear indication of whoever cares for you but, just the same, it tells you who cares enough to keep track of birthdays. Somtimes, it might just surprise me who does. This year wasn't full of surprises.

Being 23 doesn't feel any more different than how I felt a day before my birthday or any of the days before that for as long as I can remember. In time I will feel the changes as my life on this earth steadily wears aways my body but I suppose that I am still on my way up to that place people call the prime of my life. In concept, I do feel older, in that at 23 I've already had so many experiences outside the comfortable and familiar environments of home and school having graduated a bit early and having been introduced to the nuances of the real world even earlier. And, yet, when you or I really think about it, 23 is so young. I haven't even begun to taste the bittersweet offerings of this life. I do realize, however, that time slows down for no one, and while I easily enjoy youth for the moment, it just as easily will slip away, inexorably and inevitably. That's why I am pressured - pressured to excel, to succeed and achieve everything that I've ever dreamed of achieving, and at the same time enjoy myself and my youth while doing it - as is anybody else who knows the true meaning of fulfillment. I know it sounds so idealistic but I pride myself in the fact that I've remained true to my values so far after college when others become disillusioned. But, as my friend said, she too felt invincible when she was 23, who knows how I will feel when I'm much much older?

It's funny, really, how people feel so much older than they really are or think that their experiences in life have made them so much more mature for their age. (It's even funnier how some people keep saying "matured" and not "mature", the former being a verb and the latter an adjective. While it is still technically correct, in terms of common and proper usage it isn't. Just a side note.) In a way, people want to be perceived as mature - it being such a wonderful virtue - but are we really? Sometimes we judge ourselves either too hastily or in much too good a light. Having realized this, I have to admit that I might be more mature than I was before but not nearly as mature as I would like to be. Again, in time, this shall come to pass but for the moment, I will have to do with what I have learned so far.

P.S.

I did receive gift. Just yesterday. The same friend who asked about basking in the after glow of my birthday had some food delivered to my office - a rosemary chicken sandwich, iced tea and a "my little oscar" cake. For that, many thanks. I also received a journal, custom-made with brown pseudo-parchment paper, a couple of weeks before.

I will post pictures from my birthday soon.

Please visit my new site:

The Human War Experiment

For a few more quick laughs, you can also check these two:

Chona

Very Secret Diaries

The first one is sort of the complete opposite of Caffeine Rush and the second is a parody on the Lord of the Rings series.

You guys have got to see this journal. This is just about one of the funnies reads you could ever find. And you have to see the comments too. The guy has a post that has 180 comments.

Caffeine Rush

August 13, 2004 17:37 PST

Friday the thirteenth

It's been so long since I lasted posted anything here. Actually, it's only been eight days but it just seemed so long. I've been focusing more on Emerald Pastures, which is more about good content and crisp writing for me than anything else. It does focus on a them that is centered on my discovery of the Ortigas area but I feel as if it is slowly diverging to other topics.

I hope whoever is reading this can visit the other one too. Anyway, somebody pointed out to me that the date isn't being published. I tried tweaking the template set up but can't seem to get it right. So I suppose I'll just do it the more barbaric way and type the date myself.

That's it.

Here's the complete list of all my sites.

Dalvi
Photo Gallery
Letters to Angel

This one's new

Emerald Pastures

The question:

how can we stop the new proposed tax bills???

The answer:

First you must ask, should we stop them? The problem with people is that when they hear tax, they automatically don't want anything to do about it. Fact is, these taxes are the ones that keep the economy going, it helps the government perform its duties. Of course there is corruption, but with everything else being equal and just, tax is a good thing. We should ask ourselves first what value this tax can offer us. What is it for? Who will have to pay? Has it been properly justified by the law-makers? If we find that there is no reason to have a new tax or scheme implemented, then that is that time we act to stop it.

The question:

Birth Control Bill - Would the government kill children if the mother had a multiple birth? (from a pinoycentral member)

The answer:

Of course not, it is absurd to even think that.

I believe they are creating a program that will give incentives to those who follow it. An example would be higher tax exemptions for couples with up to 2 children or additional benefits in SSS and Pag-Ibig. In some countries, couples actually have to pay higher tax if they have children or if they exceed a certain number. This could also be implemented. In fact, I believe the tax-penalty should be implemented to dissuade couples from building large families. It is an unfortunate fact of life that only those who can afford to have large families should be the ones who can. We cannot keep on depending on an already battered and unreliable government to sustain families that are needy. I am all for this program. Not only will it discipline couples to practice family planning but it is a definite and aggressive answer to the growing problem of over-population and all issues that go hand-in-hand with it.

The question:

What would you have done with the Angelo dela Cruz Issue?

The answer:

Certainly there is not one easy answer to this situation, in fact we are faced with a vast array of dilemmas and each one has to be considered. That is politics. It is especially difficult to gauge the correct course of action whenever a human life is involved, more so when this is weighed against political imagery and money matters. These are cases where the concept of the greater good comes in handy. We have to ask who will benefit, how many, what kind of benefits will they receive, etc, etc. The situation is hard enough as it is, determining the greater good could complicate things. In the end, the decision has to be made and made quickly. However, I for one would have to chosen to stand my ground. But that's another story.

God's new rules...

What if God comes to you one day and tells you the following:

Henceforth, I shall be more active in my Godly duties. I shall now impose on you a few simple rules that have to be followed precisely in order to enter the gates of heaven. However, I will also implement a quick incentives-and-punishments system, monitored closely by my angels, of course, to promote the new commandments and otherwise dissuade unauthorized activities.

First and foremost, seeing that you have all but desecrated the value of sex and have basically humped each other till kingdom come, sex shall now be a sin. You may only have sex within a marriage and only if you have less than 3 children..no..make that 2 children. However, I will also decrease the probability of getting pregnant to 40%. As such, you can have a little bit more sex but not as much as before. As an incentive, males will be able to endure multiple high-intensity orgasms lasting for a duration of at least 3 minutes each. Women, on the other hand, will experience a single orgasm for the entire duration of the intercourse starting from the exact point of penetration to the point of extraction. As punishment for failure to follow this rule, there are a few options depending on the severity of the case. Erring males may face penalties beginning from castration to curving their penises so gravely that it would be impossible to perform any sexual function. Females on the other hand will be punished with 12 pound babies. And before I forget, any activity that can or may lead to orgasm is considered sex except for masturbation. However, masturbation is considered sex if it is performed with another individual. Another thing that you will like is that I have eradicated all sexually transmitted diseases.

Second, as a side note to the first rule, masturbation will remain legal but only up to 2 times a day. The pleasure factor of this activity will remain as it is and the count is based on the number of climaxes. It is agreed that the day begins at exactly 00:01 am. As such, you may have at most 4 orgasm in succession through masturbation - two before 00:01 am and two after. Failure to follow this will result in either impotence or failure to achieve climax for a maximum of three years.

Third, pornography is now legal since the first two rules have basically brought down any pleasure factor that pornography can provide. Take due note that because of the previous rules, if actual intercourse is involved in the film, only married couples may play roles in it. Any other sexual acts must only be imitated.

Fourth, it is now a sin to have body fat composition higher than 20% for males and 40% for females. To make things easier for everybody, I will drop everybody who is now alive to their optimum fat composition except those that are already below it. Babies born on or after January 1, 2005 will automatically be fit, so all they have to do is maintain their physique. As an incentive, exercise will now burn three times more calories than it used to but, at the same time, fattening products such as Big Macs and Pork Rind are now twice as fattening, but that's still an advantage for you. And to make things easier for everybody, 1 calorie will correspond to 1 minute on the treadmill at a zero degree incline at 3 kms/hr.

Fifth, all types of drugs are now legal. It is now also free. Let's see what happens. Note that by drugs I do not mean medicine.



To be continued....

Pictures at jojo's bday.



Dex, Me, Chawi and Jojo



The Gang



Caught in the act. Lei, reaching for the...Salt??

A reminder for me:

Get letter of invitation from Cecille Ejercito, 35th Floor Discovery Suites Aug 6 2004, 11 am
Assessment Center is on Aug 12 2004 from 8 am to 6 pm.

That by the way is Mang Edgar, Barbero Extraordinaire at Peter's Barbershop.

Nagpapagupit!!

Thea and me having fun with neoprints

Random Pics



Patty Laurel



Jane Castro



Jex in Boracay

Kyla, Me, Drake

another poem

Broken

I've been broken one hundred fold
All by faces without names
My stories told without preaching
Shattered silly with foolish games

Distant is the warmth of ember
Spread apart by ocean tides
Held too close once before
Where shivers live, there I die

Sheets are wet with perspiration
Cold the fear with which I live
My mouth is dry, lips are sealed
Shall I break or shall I heave

I've been blistered all throughout
By the ghosts of awry lies
In the end, it goes without saying
All my pieces, tears run dry

Life

I am your life, lonely rider
These are stones on a bumpy road
Walk me slowly, little stranger
Tread carefully this narrow route

I am your life, lowly wanderer
Journey's end might be abrupt
Take me through it, mighty ranger
Plead our strength is quite enough

I am your life, able brother
Inch by inch, go thee yonder
Surely, quickly, lovely sister
Step by step, one or other

I am your life, friendly neighbor
Take my arm, send me over
Breathe in deep, meek by-passer
To the end, come now hither

Some pretty old pics I never posted.



At Colayco, many years ago. Maybe 4 years. Judging by the Bible on the table, this was probably 3rd year. That's me with short hair.



A sort of final get-together before stepping out and on to the real world. Dated March 2 2002.



Also at the get-together. Looking forward to what lies ahead.



A very very very long time ago. And I have hair on my forehead? Taken at Chinky's debut, 1998.



On the last day. Dex modelling a Philo book with Chinky.



The gang on blue roast, prior graduation 2002.



Group hug at graduation.



Singing the Ateneo Hymn.

Whew, that was a lot of pics.

Ever more pictures.



Best friends. Jojo and Strawbs.



On the way to Tagaytay. After graduation.



At Jojo's place, 2003 (I think). Me, Kye, Jojo and Zeb.

Drake and Kyla Pics



Drake and Kyla modelling the neighbors car.



Appropriately named "Twist". Drake in an attempt to break his own neck. :P

March 22 2004

A little gathering with friends.



Jojo, Strawbs, Phanie, France, Me, Dex, Kye and Chawi.



A more complete picture.

Jojo, Strawbs, Phanie, Nin, Gian, Ric, France, Leah, Me, Dex, Kye and Chawi.



After dinner. Dex, Gian, Nin, Me, Jojo, France and Leah, pondering in the background.

This is really funny:

A man escapes from a prison where he has
been kept for 15 years. He breaks into a house to
look for money and guns and finds a young couple
in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties
him to a chair.

While tying the girl to the bed he gets on top
of her, kisses her on the neck, then gets up and
goes into the bathroom.

While he's in there, the husband tells his wife:
"Listen, this guy is an escaped prisoner, look
at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time
in jail, and hasn't seen a woman in years.

I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex,
don't resist, don't complain, do what he tells
you, just give him satisfaction, no matter how
much he ravages you. This guy is probably
dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us.
Be strong, honey. I love you".

To which the wife responds, "He wasn't kissing
my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me
he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked if
we kept any Vaseline in the bathroom. I told him
where to find it. Be strong, honey. I love you, too."

To my friend:

Much can be said about a blade of grass
as much as the thoughts in our head.

Do we listen eagerly enough to figure out
if all to be said has been said?

Many times we forget that some swords have
two edges and some stories have two ends.