May 15, 2004
new seasons, all new seasons!
then again, it's a little sad that i won't be able to watch six feet under. the fourth season premieres on june 13, and, sad to say, i will be back in my dorm by that time. why is this sad? well, for one thing, there's no cable tv in the dorm. secondly, i'll be too busy tending to more serious stuff like my studies or knowing when, where and what i'll be eating for dinner. i'm not worrying too much, though. i know someone who sells vcds of almost all american shows, and i think i'll be able to get it from him.
it's a different story for the amazing race, though. this reality tv series (which time and again i claim to be the BEST series of ALL time) is something that i will not allow myself to miss. i've had the experience of waking up at 8 AM just to catch the live telecast of each and every episode of last season. even if my classes started at noon. even if i hated waking up earlier than usual. yes, you can say that i'm a fan. hopefully, studio 23 will decide to franchise the show under its wing.
here's to two great shows and hours of great entertainment!
May 12, 2004
the people i would have voted for
president: raul roco (he's trailing far behind. fifth, actually. but no matter. as conrado de quiros would put it, there is no wasted vote if you vote for someone you believe in.)
vice-president: loren legarda (call her plastic or balimbing, but her role in the impeachment trial of estrada has impressed me that she can be a very good legislator.)
senators: alvarez (tulungan niyo po ako at ako'y nag-iisa. tinulungan ko siya.). barbers (no to drugs, yes to education! yes to you, too!). biazon (sane. conservative, but sane.). cayetano (kay compa-compa-companera tayo. kay pia-pia-pia cayetano! best jingle evah! better than j-j-j-jamby... change the world). chavez (great lawyer. great thinker). gordon (wow gordon! wow philippines! wow lahat! w-o-w! wow. bow-wow.). herrera (did i actually plan to vote this guy? sheez.). hussin ( dahil ang muslim at kristiyano, kapwa pilipinooooooo! doc hussin po para sa senado! he then sets the dove free.). mercado ( ...and orly is number one on that subject. -- gma. i forget which subject. math?) roxas (mr. palengke. korina sanchez. enough said.). santiago (superwoman sa senado! darna!). yasay (serious guy. oh yeah.).
sayang talaga. these people would have won with my votes! my votes! tsk, tsk. bad move, comelec. may all the hounds of hell sic you and bite your behinds. enough said. i'll go watch more tv now.
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just a side note: by the way, comelec, you also made me miss the season finale of the survivor: all stars. really, now. i shouldn't just send hellhounds, i should send the cerebrus, instead.
dirty finger
here's a startling, disconcerting fact: the next time i'm going to vote for a president and a vice-president, i will be 25 years old. i will be a full-fledged adult. i will be part of the work force. my perspectives on politics and on life in general will have changed by then. God knows what other changes can happen. six years is too long. six years is just too long.
others might say that six years is nothing. wrong. of course, six years is everything. the reason why i wanted to vote now, while i'm still a young lad of nineteen, is because i'm still nineteen. i still have this certain kind of independence, cynicism, and reluctance about me. i may lose all these when i move into adulthood. when i'm 25, i'm going to vote as an adult. i'm not going to be a teen anymore. and that is precisely what i want to experience first. to vote as a teen. to vote as young lad of 19. unfortunately, that is something that i have been denied.
for not getting a dirty finger, i flick the dirty finger to all those in charge of implementing this year's elections. i flick the dirty finger to the comelec, i flick the dirty finger to chairman benjamin abalos. you and your cohorts stripped me of my existence. you and your cohorts left me to deal with ordinary civilians when you should have been in charge. you and your cohorts made me wait six hours in a line that went nowhere, that had no order, and that made no sense. flick, flick, flick.
May 09, 2004
...and bliss
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just a side note: happy mother's day, mama. you have raised me well.
grief...
you try to deny the loss, but it does not help. the tears, if they come, just become more bitter; the rage just becomes more intense. at the very end of it, you'll feel tired. you'll feel hopeless. you'll feel angry at everyone around you. even those whose words are full of good intentions. even those whom you love.
everything revolves around this person at this point. no one else matters. you want to isolate yourself, to isolate your thoughts, to isolate the memory of the person. but you cannot do that. you must appear strong to the people around you. you do not wish to do so, but you must. for the sake of others with wills weaker and emotions stronger than yours. this pretension is for them. this illusion is for them.
this grief has no end in sight. but they always say that with grief comes acceptance. when that acceptance will come, you will never know.
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