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Monday, February 27, 2006

You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help.
-Calvin

Sad news from a friend's email greeted me today...

Why do wrong things are, most of the time, the most pleasurable? This is one of the ironies of life that I most despise. But then again, guilty is also my plea. It's just that it's painful to know that anytime from now a friend might suffer the consequences. It's alright if it's me. I'm used to suffer the dose of my own little stubborn ways. But witnessing somebody going through that same pain, it will break my heart.

A friend in college, a close Christian friend, has just explored the dungeon where I trudged before... It was a place that looks like a majestic castle from afar. Looks like a fun place. Yes, let me admit, there was pleasure in there. The thrill was unexplainable and very inviting and makes you wanna ask for more. But I was a fool. I refused to believe the warning sign before I entered saying, "the effect is irreversibe." Before I knew it, that was the darkest, horrible, traumatic, spirit-weakening place I've ever been. I was hoodwinked by its gate called "ultimate pleasure."

I went there unnoticed. It was part of the adventure that I was looking for. Then the aftermath was a torture. It was agonizing . The word "regret" really made a lot of sense to me. It was like losing a precious jewel that you long to offer to the most beautiful princess. The memory of how pleasurable being there was so enticing that you wanna go back, but then again it's so scary. It has its endless pit called addiction.

Choises... choices... a blessing or a curse?



manÜ @ 1:54 AM





-"Life is like topography, Hobbes. There are summits of happiness and success... ...Flat stretches of boring routine... ...And valleys of frustration and failure."

-Calvin







-bios-
I'm a man who's always been a kid. Been through quite a lot at 23 so I'm calling myself a "man" now -- a better and a more mature chap.

I hate growing old, though now I'm trying to accept that there are some things that are inevitable.

I spell fun with a capital F. I always want to initiate one and wants everybody to enjoy it and I also know how to make one for my self. It was just lately that I discovered that I am friendly. I despise the dull and the boring. I love variety and adventure which usually bring me trouble. I may appear shallow and I don't blame people if they may call me one.

Just like your typical sanguine-melancholic, I have my deep and serious side and I'm afraid to show it because people may not like it. I can be serious if the situation demands it but I always wanted to make things as light as possible. I'm a cry-baby so if I can avoid it, I break the ice.

What I like about myself is I can easily get over with tough situations and accept things easily if I figured that I can do nothing to change it. Not that I easily give up. God's grace must have taught me a lot about letting go and solely depending on Him. Same grace that gives me the assurance that I'm forgiven and saved.

Im resilient like the bamboo, yeah, your typical Pinoy. I'm a people person, a people-pleaser which is both an asset and a liability. I value my relationships a lot. I will not spare my time for a good talk with a friend. Conversations, I believe, are very important.

I'm not afraid to err once in a while. I even take it like a medicine. Most of my greatest learnings were from the mistakes I committed. As a text message from my buddy puts it, "the more difficult the search, the greater oppurtunity to learn along the way".

A caution though, I'm the last person you wanna mess up with...

(a little suspense on that part...)

...because you're not gonna get anything from me. Peace loving person here, buddy.





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