Happy New Year!
—
I just realized, the kid sang the harmony
right by the 9th second mark.
The kid is getting better than I thought.
Happy New Year!
—
I just realized, the kid sang the harmony
right by the 9th second mark.
The kid is getting better than I thought.
“Now that Christmas has ended,
here’s to hoping the spirit will continue and transcend.”
“At magbuhat ngayon, kahit hindi pasko ay magbigayan.”
A couple of days ago, I was talking to some insurance people on the phone,
and when our conversation ended
She wished me a Merry Christmas.
But at the same breath, she said
“I hope you didn’t get offended, with me saying so.”
Offended?
Because you greeted me a Merry Christmas?
I was actually more bothered that she assumed I was.
These politically correct people are really driving me nuts.
Some people have an intellect rivaled only by garden tools.
What?
That was a politically correct insult.
I am safe.
I think.
During this time of season,
my High School batch get together to host this event
for the less fortunate youth in the Philippines.
We all get in touch with each other, and we share and contribute
our time and efforts, money or in kind,
to allow the kids to enjoy the holidays.
Even for just a day.
Something that they will remember
that they are not alone.
Something they will remember
that all isn’t too bad.
And us as their big brother.
Their mentors. Their guide.
They carry on, hoping that we have influenced their lives,
their decisions and their ways.
I am proud to be one of these fine gentlemen,
who give their time and care
for the youth of tomorrow.
Mabuhay kayo mga kapatid.
Mabuhay ang Busko ’91.
Pro Deo Et Patria!
Have you ever wondered how you would feel
if somebody had to describe you to someone?
I mean not just physical features,
but your personality, attitude
and how you affect the describer.
I am not talking about using the words “Cool,”
or “Great.”
Or “Awesome.”
I’m talking about real words
like how you describe a feeling.
Or a taste.
Or pain.
I was just wondering because
When someone describes somebody to me,
Someone who I have never met or known,
I can actually tell how they feel about that person.
The way they describe them,
The way they move,
The way they act
Or the words they choose.
Even the tone of their voice.
I was just wondering,
how do I come about,
if someone had to describe me,
to a person I have never met.
Don’t you even wonder?
Or is it just me?
I tweet too much of what I feel. #asyouwere #letmebe #notmydaytoday #dontjudgeme #atleastidontdramaonfacebook
One category done.
Doing some code cleaning yesterday,
and I realized that one of my categories
does not have any more use for me.
I started the category KLT here before for “Killer Links Tuesdays.”
Where I share a whole bunch of interesting and funny sites that I came across with.
But that was during the days when I was still fascinated with the Word Wide Web.
I used to love getting ideas and stuff from other sites to better my own.
But that has no use for me now.
It didn’t really help.
It should be the same when dealing with your day to day life.
Get rid of the stuff that has no importance.
Let go of whatever brings you down.
Except when you’re falling off a cliff and you’re holding on for dear life.
Don’t let go then.
Wait. What?
See? Stupid shit like that
makes me want to shut this site down.
Non sense!
Sometimes, I’d rather have my life be based on true music,
rather than it being based on a true story.
I seem to feel the life,
the will,
the emotions
and worth,
through music instead.
This Thanksgiving,
I am grateful for the simple things.
Like the Power of the “E chord.”
I like that chord.
I also am thankful for The “G” chord and “C.”
They blend very well together.
I am not too sure about the “A.”
I don’t think it likes me that much.
Maybe “A minor.”
I like the sad, haunting sound it makes.
Oh well.
Happy Thanksgiving to all.