Saturday, December 31, 2005

2005 Summary of the Life of a Nobody

I wrote myself this letter last night...



Dear Me,


2005 is over! Wow! How time flies! Can you believe 1982 was 24 years ago?! Next thing you know, youre 26-- the age you plan to get married and be Mrs. Somebody. But dont imagine that yet. It'll arrive. Just as your new motto goes, "Dont awaken love until its time." So finish all that you have to do and worry about all the gooey stuff when you're done fixing yourself first.


Let me summarize 2005 for you the simplest way possible:


- A hospital job
- A writing job
-An almost dead laptop
- Jesus
- Youth camps
- Revival
- Career confusion
- Michael
- Australia
- Whoopie
- "Feeding Whoopie Fights" with bro
- Friends' weddings
- Fashion TV
- House renovations
- Immigration papers
- Songwriting
- A book in progress
- A new computer
- HP 3-in-1 Printer/Scanner/Photocopier
- Concerts
- Band practices
- Song numbers
- Pop star Audition
- Photos
- Junk emails
- Friendster, Myspace, Christianster, Blogger
- Google Mail
- Your website (thanks to Chris)
- Witnessing Opportunities
- Trips to the gym
- Diarrhea
- "I don't care what mean things others do or say to me, I am just going to be the best that I can be" dialogue
- Wrestling with little Shann
- Vocal exercises with little Nicole
- Bath & Body Works Cherry Blossom Moisturizer
- New best friends
- Selfless acts of service
- Humility: BIG WORD
- Inspirations unlimited
- Best goose Daniel
- Badblogs


I believe this is the summary of everything that really mattered. Good or bad, they made you grow in a way or another. Collect more fond memories and be a better person in 2006, k? You do that by growing up. So listen well to the wise sayings and fight the good fight. So yay! Happy New Year!

Love,
Yourself










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Okay wow, i didnt even know this happens around here but a certain loser actually reposts our blogs on his own page when he thinks its "bad". He calls his webpage BADBLOGS. Hmm... isn't that lame?


I just found out coz a concerned blogger gave me notice by putting a comment on one of my blogs... (which isnt the one featured in the loser's page). Anyway, I commented back,


"I think the person who does this must be more than just bored. He has totally no life at all. As in zero. And what does our blogs mean to him? Bad or good, they are "OUR" blogs and who cares what the mofo thinks? We can write whatever we choose to... even nonsense in our most incoherent moments. Maybe he has no brain. That loser can go on being a lame lowlife and we'll go on blogging... Aight? ;)"


Ok I must admit, that was a bad blog that I had there that he posted on his site but I'm wondering how he caught it. I deleted that blog long before I learned he copied it on his page because I was upset when I wrote it and it was a total nonsense. Hmm he must have so much free time to have found it. It had me wowed a little. It was one of those I wrote during my "blank head" moments when I really had nothing to say but still blogged just to have something to say coz its my page anyway and whoever "passes by" to read it is just "passing by" and wouldnt really give it much attention or care so much to make a fuss out of any nonsense I may be saying. Or i thought so...


As I browsed through the other featured "bad" blogs he had, I was struck with annoyance. I was pissed not merely by the fact that I had one blog included there (or maybe more, I didn't check) but because I thought this guy should be minding his own business. He shouldn't be doing that. Its a total lack of respect for other people's viewpoints and maybe even writing abilities. People's standards with regards to what is a bad blog and what isn't differ but he doesn't care about that because maybe it gives him a certain feeling of elation to be able to insult others in some way. He finds what he does funny. He thinks he's cool. Poor guy. But since our blogs are open to the public, i guess they are open to be included in his collection as well. I dont think we can do anything about that. And if we contact him to protest, maybe it would make him feel a lot happier. Maybe he has some insecurity issues or something.


My blogs represent my different moods in various moments. I am not a bad writer. I dont need to write knee-jerk quips just to be praised. I dont blog to insult others. And I am not posting entries to be insulted either. I am writing what my head gives me at the moment. I can post the lamest, cheesiest, most annoying, most boring, most incoherent, out-of-this-world, craziest, stupidest, silliest, longest, shortest blog entry I can write and anyone who has a problem with it surely has a mental problem.


Happy New Year!





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Sunday, December 04, 2005

About minding our own monkeys

There’s a little part of my brain that speaks to itself. Or so I explain to myself to counter this “questionable” behaviour that I have. I have this habit of thinking out loud when I’m all alone. I don’t do it when I’m in a public place or if I’m with anyone—just when I’m all by myself.


I don’t even tell myself not to do it when I’m around people. The habit just seems to automatically shut off. It amazes me because I have a friend who does the same thing, but she does it everywhere. She can’t control it. She does it in the fast food queues when were waiting for our turns to order. She used to it when we were taking our exams in school. She would snap into it even in the middle of a conversation as if she suddenly fell into her own world. She does it in every situation that requires thinking or decision-making. And she does it loud enough for another person to hear and think that her bolts might be going unscrewed.


I tell her that I find that habit of hers funny. I also admitted to her that if I didn’t happen to know her, I’d surely think she’s some weirdo who’s a definite candidate for a mental asylum lock-up. But I definitely do know that is not true. We would just laugh about it but she would tell me she doesn’t really care what people think anymore. She used to do it as a child when there was nobody to talk to. It’s a habit she cannot seem to outgrow and she just lets it overcome her everyday of her life, “like making her brain her best friend and talking to it without any care about what other people would think or say”. It seems like she has made it a “de-stressing” habit. I see it as a sort of a “release” or well, maybe I can call it liberation. It’s like telling other people, “Back off! I’m using my own brains now and if you can’t do the same, mind your own beeswax!”


I’m sure she’s not the only person on earth who does the same thing. Well, “mental patients” really do that and would blab about whatsoever. But I’m sure there are those who are really just plain “thinking out loud to themselves”—in public. I’ve never really given this much thought before but I used to scoff at people who do this. I would, as anyone’s probable initial reaction, think they are just too weird and are about to attack the persons to their immediate surroundings. In short, unfair as I am to judge them like that, I conclude that they’re probably crazy.


Then I realized I actually do the same thing sometimes. I don’t do it with an audience, but I still do talk to myself. Sometimes, in the middle of doing it, I’d feel a bit silly but I wouldn’t really mind because I know I’m not crazy. Even if I talk to myself all day, I wouldn’t stand in front of the mirror to turn my nose up at myself. I know it’s just normal to think out loud.
I was in a bit of a struggle trying to find my point on reflecting upon this. I think I have found it now. There are things we do that most people would not understand or would find weird or crazy. It’s not just thinking out loud or talking to ourselves. It could also be things like wanting to be alone or not talking. We may not be able to explain to them our reasons for doing these things or sometimes, we’re not given the chance. Sometimes too, we don’t think it’s worth the effort to explain or we simply just don’t care what they say or think.


If I didn’t know my friend well, I would probably find her different too and even judge her unfit of my company. I know it’s harsh. I’m glad I know her story.


You might not like a person for being “weird”, but that person surely has a story. The story could be inspiring or heart-wrenching or uninteresting to you, but it could be something big to that person. So unless you know it, it’s best not to judge. Unless the person really suddenly attacks or starts to pull someone’s hair, it’s better to look at him as another normal human being. You should still be as careful and vigilant as you can be or want to, but its best to learn how to mind your own business in moments that call for it.