Todays' Trash # 12: Line
Today's Trash # 11: Irony
click the link for the strip :)
http://todaystrash.wordpress.com/2009/04/03/199/ Ride the River
by Jj Cale feat. Eric Clapton
Floatin' down that old river boy, all my worries far behind,
Floatin' down that old river boy, leave old memories way behind,
Yesterday is slowly fadin',
All my life, I've been waitin', for this time.
Floatin' down that old river boy, leaves me feelin' good inside,
Floatin' down that old river boy, tryin' to get to the other side,
Yesterday is slowly fadin',
I been waitin', now forever, for this ride.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Floatin' down that old river boy, all my worries far behind,
Floatin' down that old river boy, leave old memories way behind,
Yesterday is slowly fadin',
I been waitin', now forever, for this ride
***
a very appropriate song
Floatin' down that old river boy, all my worries far behind,
Floatin' down that old river boy, leave old memories way behind,
Yesterday is slowly fadin',
All my life, I've been waitin', for this time.
Floatin' down that old river boy, leaves me feelin' good inside,
Floatin' down that old river boy, tryin' to get to the other side,
Yesterday is slowly fadin',
I been waitin', now forever, for this ride.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Ride the river in this boat, ride the river.
Floatin' down that old river boy, all my worries far behind,
Floatin' down that old river boy, leave old memories way behind,
Yesterday is slowly fadin',
I been waitin', now forever, for this ride
***
a very appropriate song
Name Tag Game
dahil stress ang trabaho ngayon, gagawa ako nang walang kwenta. thisisit.
RULES:
01. List the names that you are called by and name the people that call you by these names.
02. Tag 10 others to do the same
1) Alvin - The normal house name
2) Vin - Tawag sakin ng mga kapatid ko
3) Bin - Tawag sakin ng lahat ng kamag-anak ko
4) Marvin - Kinder name
5) Mark - Gradeschool name
6) Anti-q - Highschool name
7) Tq - College name, nauso nung 4th yr HS dahil kay Jayjay
8) Tiks - Tawag sakin ng close friends
9) Tqs - Tawag ng close officemate-friends
10) Tikyo - by Claud and my kuya
11) Tikyu - by Nikki Figueroa or pag nanggigigil si Kim Tin
12) Lester - Kim Tin
13) Sexy - by my Fitness Trainer
I doubt babasahin ng mga tao to pero sige magtatag ako.
1) Yoa
2) Claud
3) Abby
4) Bocx
5) Lace
6) Topher
7) Char
8) Dago
9) Jayjay
10) Maricar
RULES:
01. List the names that you are called by and name the people that call you by these names.
02. Tag 10 others to do the same
1) Alvin - The normal house name
2) Vin - Tawag sakin ng mga kapatid ko
3) Bin - Tawag sakin ng lahat ng kamag-anak ko
4) Marvin - Kinder name
5) Mark - Gradeschool name
6) Anti-q - Highschool name
7) Tq - College name, nauso nung 4th yr HS dahil kay Jayjay
8) Tiks - Tawag sakin ng close friends
9) Tqs - Tawag ng close officemate-friends
10) Tikyo - by Claud and my kuya
11) Tikyu - by Nikki Figueroa or pag nanggigigil si Kim Tin
12) Lester - Kim Tin
13) Sexy - by my Fitness Trainer
I doubt babasahin ng mga tao to pero sige magtatag ako.
1) Yoa
2) Claud
3) Abby
4) Bocx
5) Lace
6) Topher
7) Char
8) Dago
9) Jayjay
10) Maricar
German Cheesiness: an Important Tq and Bugie Conversation
the German Metal ballad band "Edguy"
I found on the internet.
mark_bugie: naisip ko lang...
mark_bugie: makakagawa kaya tayo ng serious song?
Mark Antiqueño: hindi
Mark Antiqueño: gawa tayo ng super serious song!
Mark Antiqueño: as in super serious talaga
Mark Antiqueño: yung gagamit ng mga words na ama, ina, pagasa, pagibig, diyos, forever at dangal
mark_bugie: :))
Mark Antiqueño: pero itatackle natin simpleng problema lang tulad ng pagkain ng suman
mark_bugie: oo nga!!!
mark_bugie: ay may naisip pala ako para sa pogi song.
Mark Antiqueño: magcomplete turn tayo
mark_bugie: puwede ngang gawin power ballad yun.
Mark Antiqueño: oo!
Mark Antiqueño: Meeeeeeeroooon baaaaaang dangaaaaaaaaaaal
mark_bugie: may narinig akong power metal na kanta eh yung the asylum ng edguy kaso mahirap i-gitara.
Mark Antiqueño: paaaaraaaaaaa saaaaaaaaaaa amaaaaaaa't inaaaaaaaaaaa
mark_bugie: :))
Mark Antiqueño: kung aaaaaaaaaaaaaang diyosss aaaaaaaaaay
Mark Antiqueño: dddddddddiiiii akooooooooooo pagbibigyaaaaaaaaaan
Mark Antiqueño: kumaiiiiiiiiiin ng sumaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!
Mark Antiqueño: ayos
mark_bugie: one song in the bank!!!
Mark Antiqueño: :))
Mark Antiqueño: we rule
mark_bugie: ika nga ni jack black.
Mark Antiqueño: kaya natin gumawa ngkanta through YM
***
mark_bugie: nakarinig ka na ba ng edguy? power metal na banda galing germany.
Mark Antiqueño: di pa angas ba?
Mark Antiqueño: pano sila pumorma?
Mark Antiqueño: mahalaga yun eh
mark_bugie: di ko pa nakita pero yung lyrics nila panalo sobrang cheesy.
mark_bugie: nakakatawa.
Mark Antiqueño: angas!!!
mark_bugie: 1 kanta lang naapreciate ko pero cheesy talaga eh.
Mark Antiqueño: hahhahaha
Mark Antiqueño: pero serious sila sa pagka cheesy?
mark_bugie: oo pare.
Mark Antiqueño: pano nagiging cheesy ang germans???
mark_bugie: di ko alam.
mark_bugie: hanapin mo lyrics: the asylum.
Mark Antiqueño: hahah cge teka
Mark Antiqueño: mamaya maya
mark_bugie: :))
mark_bugie: yung umpisa ata parang: "lying... in the dark of the night..." parang ganun ata.
***
I tried to see if German's can really sound cheesy.
I typed this in Google Translate:
"I love you forever and ever baby"
and got this German translation:
"Ich liebe dich für immer und ewig Baby"
No. The German's cannot sound cheesy.
Passers-by
http://mayhemproject.deviantart.com/
How many faces do you see everyday?
How many different stories do you see?
How many stories do you care to see?
How many of them do you remember?
How many of them do you care to remember?
How many of them affect your life that you are aware of?
How many of them affect your life that you are not aware of?
How many stories will you care to see?
How many stories will you care to remember?
How many faces do you see everyday?
Do you have a face?
Do you have a story?
Do you have a story to remember?
Do you have a story that affects others?
Are they aware?
Are you aware?
How many different stories do you see?
How many stories do you care to see?
How many of them do you remember?
How many of them do you care to remember?
How many of them affect your life that you are aware of?
How many of them affect your life that you are not aware of?
How many stories will you care to see?
How many stories will you care to remember?
How many faces do you see everyday?
Do you have a face?
Do you have a story?
Do you have a story to remember?
Do you have a story that affects others?
Are they aware?
Are you aware?
Goodbye 2008
It's a couple of days early before this year dies but I'd like to say my goodbye's to you now, Old 2008. You are by far my most memorable year. In your infancy, you made me realize how much of a kid I am. You made me taste my first sip of adulthood by getting me involved and in an office scandal by making me fix it for everyone. I grew up after that incident and together we entered our adolescence. It was most difficult when I didn't know what to do or where to go. I was lost in our box there at Pasong Tamo. I was inside it but was lost. The box burned and fire surrounded me. I had to go low, and crawl for breathable air. I had to do menial jobs, unfit for my type. It was difficult yes, but I made it through. I grew up from adolescence and was given more responsiblity. I earned their trust bit by bit, as you earned mine. You, 2008, began to be a better year for me. We went places in our youth. We lived the young life. We drank dead everyday in Cebu, smoked our lungs dry and black and we did the what we thought we will never do. We did. They let you carry more responsiblity but they never gave you a break. I guess that's adulthood. Planning ahead. I planned for the day that you will die. I mapped out a timetable for my life after this year is done but senility struck and you introduced me to Her. You knew from the moment you introduced us that it was impossible. You knew that she'd be carrying on a child after you're gone but still you introduced us. Merciless senility. Loss of judgement. Return to childhood. And then I realized how much I hadn't grown up in the course of your life. Then I realized that the lesson you wanted to teach me.
Last night we had our ceremony. With a tobacco and a bottle of whisky which I bought with my last few pesos of this year's salary, we said our goodbyes. In a couple of days you will die, and I remain to live. Introduce me to your child well. Tell your child of our experiences together, of the comedies and tragedies, of the stories, how ever small they are. Tell your child about these things 2008, so that your child might look at me with mercy and love and be a much kinder friend that what you were to me.
Last night we had our ceremony. With a tobacco and a bottle of whisky which I bought with my last few pesos of this year's salary, we said our goodbyes. In a couple of days you will die, and I remain to live. Introduce me to your child well. Tell your child of our experiences together, of the comedies and tragedies, of the stories, how ever small they are. Tell your child about these things 2008, so that your child might look at me with mercy and love and be a much kinder friend that what you were to me.
Allegory of the Cave
I've had the flu for several days now and today's my second day on sick leave from work. Yesterday I attempted to go to work but after only 30 minutes at my desk, I had a "fight" with one of my closest office mate-friends over the phone. Then, I decided I wasn't fit for work anymore. I went home and rested. I never get sick. My last fever was five years ago and now, two days of sick leave - that's something for me think about.
Lately I've been thinking about the what ifs in my career. I have now a stable job, with good friends, in a very convenient place but something in this scenario isn't right. Why do I have this feeling that this stability and this comfort are but walls that my job put before me, which I allowed? Walls can be protection and security but at the same time be one's limitation. My situation somewhat reminds me of the allegory of the cave, but in reverse.
I am born free, without walls or labels or names or uniforms. And then someone builds a wall in front around me. No light comes in save for a tiny beam coming from a peep hole. Then I let these people tie me up so that my head can't turn and see only what's in front of me. And then I see shadow puppets through the tiny beam of light. I accept the cave as reality, and the shadow puppets as gods. And I forget there ever was a world outside.
Reality kicked me at my balls and reminded me that the only reality is nothing. After graduation, you enter the real world. Your only limit is yourself. Look, right now I am being my limitation. I let myself sucked in by the global cult believing that the real world is a world wherein you must be a corporate whore and be fucked by every balding dirty old man. But then again, reality is nothingness. You build your own walls, your own little space, your own planet, your own reality, not them, not the cult, and especially not the dirty old balding man with a thick wallet and a fake, rehearsed smile. If thy wilt be fucked, then be.
Lately I've been thinking about the what ifs in my career. I have now a stable job, with good friends, in a very convenient place but something in this scenario isn't right. Why do I have this feeling that this stability and this comfort are but walls that my job put before me, which I allowed? Walls can be protection and security but at the same time be one's limitation. My situation somewhat reminds me of the allegory of the cave, but in reverse.
I am born free, without walls or labels or names or uniforms. And then someone builds a wall in front around me. No light comes in save for a tiny beam coming from a peep hole. Then I let these people tie me up so that my head can't turn and see only what's in front of me. And then I see shadow puppets through the tiny beam of light. I accept the cave as reality, and the shadow puppets as gods. And I forget there ever was a world outside.
Reality kicked me at my balls and reminded me that the only reality is nothing. After graduation, you enter the real world. Your only limit is yourself. Look, right now I am being my limitation. I let myself sucked in by the global cult believing that the real world is a world wherein you must be a corporate whore and be fucked by every balding dirty old man. But then again, reality is nothingness. You build your own walls, your own little space, your own planet, your own reality, not them, not the cult, and especially not the dirty old balding man with a thick wallet and a fake, rehearsed smile. If thy wilt be fucked, then be.
Sometimes...
... things just go your way. And if things are supposed to go your way, they just will. The night was mine. Thank you sa sinigang sa bayabas at sa flyers. :D