Take Me Away

"We're lookin' up at the same night sky, keep pretending the sun will not rise, we'll be together for one more night somewhere, somehow..." -"Ocean Avenue" Yellow Card Okay, I'm feelin sort of senti today... I ask something of this post, to all who read, pretend you don't know me. Pretend that how I act in public, and how I take to stress is all just a description in a book. Pretend you've never seen me. Pretend this is fictional. Pretend I don't exist. Pretend Michael, or Mike, or Joe, or Mikee, or Igi, or Ikee, or Miki, or Cabuts, or Mickey doesn't exist. Pretend I'm just some book character created by some author. I don't know who I am. I go to bed at twelve in the morning, but don't go to sleep til 3. This is the time I fear most. My past, my present, and my future come to haunt me. I am insecure. I hold my favorite pillow close to me. The world seems to take it's revenge at this time... revenge for my apathy. I like to think nothing really matters but certain things, but why does the rest of the world haunt me for at least three hours a night... My cat jumps on my stomach. I feel it imbed its claws into my flesh. I feel my abdomen bleed. It always does that, stupid cat. Or maybe its stupid me because I don't cut the cat's claws... maybe Im looking at everything from the wrong perspective... Maybe I've always been wrong... Maybe I really don't matter...

One Big Fight

Greetings! I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a truly prosperous new year. The purpose of this letter though, is to remind us of something we seem to have forgotten about in the truly dazzling hustle and bustle of the season. I wish to remind you of our less fortunate brethren in Camarin, Caloocan. It is past a month since we have last seen them, and their plea seems to have been forgotten. It has been drowned once more by the lure of so called “Lasallian reality.” We have a responsibility to them. We vowed to help them. Have we forgotten the plans we set to aid them? Have we forgotten the hopeful eyes of our families, as they realize that there are those who care after all? I know that the past month hasn’t been the most pleasant to us, as it was a time to prove our academic worth, but being good students does not excuse us from being good people. Studies merit much in various aspects of life, but the joy of being a good person; a person who shares, a person who gives, a person who sacrifices for others, that joy is eternal, and its fruits are everlasting. We have not asked much of you, just some old newspapers, cans, and some memorabilia which you are willing to give in the name of charity. It is a small price to pay, but the plans which will be set into motion because of what little we ask you to contribute will benefit a great many. All we ask is a little effort. Please donate. Let us all remember that our great alma mater was founded in the memory of a man who gave it all so that others may learn. Yours in the spirit of Charity, Mickey If you have any questions regarding the proposed plan for Camarin, Anjo and Thea are willing to explain . If you have any questions about donations and funding, I, and your group leaders are willing to answer them. On Donating: If you can sell your own scrap materials to a junkyard near you, please do so, and direct the funds to your group leader. If you know not where to bring your scraps, just coordinate with your leaders, or me. I know a few places near LS that would accept your scrap. I am also willing to take your junk out of your hands. You can contact me via my blog's tagboard (everyones fave) http://mickeyspot.blogspot.com o yung kay thea hahha http://therezsa.blogspot.com my email mikabuts@yahoo.com Br. Mickey SJ

Back Burner Thoughts

Here's another one of thos "If you're goin to read this, read it all" posts... Okay, so I watched Patch adams this morning... I then realized something that would probably dictate the rest of my life. I want to be a doctor. I want to be so, not for the possible financial benefits but rather because I want to change the world. I want to make the world better, but I know I can't. I am one person, either underestimated by peers, or overestimated by parents, or myself. I am right smack middle of everything, except I see things from a different perspective. I may not be able to take the pressure of medical school, but out of some unfounded unstable shred of hope, I still want to go on with medicine. I guess all doctors start this way, they want to change the world, or help a family member, or some other selfless excuse, but end up practicing for the money's sake. I don't want to end up like that, but I would like to end up a doctor. I share the hopes of so many people. Some of those hopes will materialize, some won't, but we will all keep something from the hope that will or will not come to be: we will keep wanting to change the world. We might forget it at one point or another, but the fact remains, don't give up on a dream of a better world. Dreams do become reality. We make dreams reality. I love you all, all those who dream of a better world, who dream of medicine.

Feelin blue...

went to Tiendesitas yesterday... It was wow.... I now officially love Tiendesitas. I saw like all the antiques I've ever wanter, and the pet places were divine! I bought arche a mini kitty polo nga e hehe... The food area was awful though, too few choices, but generally the taste was ayt. Haaay. That's life... What else did I do... I also watched "Ako Legal Wife" the other day with Meg, it was hilarious! Super! I loved the part where zsa zsa had her boobs done, and they were too big, and then one boob disappeared bigla! hahahaha! It was oober funny watch nyo!

Midori no Hibi

lalang Iris reminded me about Midori Days.... Will someone please get me the DVD copy? or Chobits... some of my fave scenes...

Super Malas Holiday

I had a fever on the 24th... A bad case of male PMS on the 25th... No voice on the 26th... what, will I die tomorrow? hahahahah.

Joyeux Noel

I had one of the most wonderful Christmases in my entire existence. After lunch, me and my cousins, mom, grandfather, uncle sandy, and auntie irene, went to the terrace and set up 2 large mats. We filled the mats with pillows, and slacked off on the terrace all afternoon... It was just as I had wanted it... All of us talking and laughing... farting... (hahahaha) It was beautiful. We opened up and talked about everything... All the time staring into the sky. We spent hours talking... and laughing... and farting (hahaha) as I've said before. It was perfect.

Sad Posts Galore

hehe... i have to retract everything i said... After that post, so many wonderful things happened... Tell y'all l8er...

What if life hadn't sent me down a different path?

I just thought about it, what if fate didn't change me... what would my blog be like... I'll show you... He's in my head again. Every night it's always the same dream... I look down the same cliff I dream of every night, looking down into the pit of darkness that lies in front of me... My wrists are bleeding... this wouldn't be the first time... I feel the cold wind brush against my face, it's frightening to feel what I feel, see what I see. I want to die. I hate life. I was a very weird kid... according to my guidance councilor in highschool, there are 4 stages of suicide. I was at 3. Hahahaha, isn't it funny? From loner to laugher in 3 years... thank God for that... The christmas season had me thinking of all sort of things, especially a very unpleasant 3 years known as my "black period" followed by the 2 year "orange period" then the current "blue period." I'm just throwing thoughts around... I sometimes like to do that... Past, present, future... I was soo weird back then, even weirder than now. I was into minor witchcraft, and all this agnostic stuff. I wore all black... and my wardrome is littered with bits and peices of that past... a bracelet here, a necklace there... torn black pants... black shirts... hahaha some of it's gone, but I had about a wardrobe full before... to all of you who don't know the size of my wardrobe, it's the size of a broom closet. Would I have been happier if I had not evolved? I was happier back then... now that I think about it. I was so sure of myself, because my philosophy was all that matters is myself. Now, it's all fake smiles and many many unmeant complements... to keep others happy... My new goal seems to be keeping everyone else happy, except of course me... That's me... and christmas... I never liked christmas...

Memoirs of a Geisha

Rereading the book again... It's just as magical as when I first opened it's pages... I loved the book, I hope I'll love the movie.

Mucho caloroso

contrary to popular belief, my post title actually means "very hot". What did I do today... Iris came to the house, then we went to Harrison, then to Iris' house, then to Rob Manille, then back to Iris' house, then Mader and I went to Shopwise, then home. I'm just posting for postings sake... For all of you who wondered for a month what my "One Month Period of Discernment" was... you can keep on guessing. All you have to know was it went well, and I am satisfied with the results... I will go through. For those who don't know about it... visit my old blog, http://mickeyspot.blogs.friendster.com/the_schizophrenia_of_mick/ It contains 146 posts... so enjoy!!!

Statistics again...

I failed statistics by 2%... or 4 points. FOUR POINTS!!!! 15 people failed... unfortunately, I was one of them. I don't understand it... anyway... sigh... I laminated my course card in stat. I am currently wearing it on an ID strap which is currently around my neck. It will be the eternal reminder of my incompetence, and that nomatter how hard you try in certain ventures, sometimes it isn't enough to do your very best. I am a fallen man. My future is officially bleak.

On Social Norms

I sometimes post philosophical crap, as this will be. I don't use notes, or memorize theories, or define what method of thought I'm using, but rather I like to just think. I had a thought... Man is obliged to follow a certain path in regards to growing up. He is required to follow social norms, and act within the bounds of proper social behaviour. How a man should act has been scrutinized so severely, that a single act out of norm is deemed unacceptable. Who created these norms anyway? Back in olden times, specifically the period from the 13-15th century, the church was the defining body of the time's social norms. The social norms were well thought of, and people obliged out of fear of God. The problem though with the times social norms was it was too hindering, as it provided little space for scientific discovery to grow. To show how contempted scientists and philosophers were back then, let me quote Dante Alighieri, the great Italian poet. In his work "Il Purgatorio" he describes The Intellectuals as being stuck in Limbo, forever doomed not to see their creator because they seeked knowledge to a grave extent. This shows us the contempt of Dante for intellectuals, although he being one himself. We can imagine most Italians of that time, smack center of the Catholic world having the same ideologies spread by the Church, or even other religions. Over time, the Church's power waned, but in some cultures it still influences social norms. In most countries though, the biggest norm setter is media. On that I have nothing more to be said. When we think about it, social norms are there to protect society, but I believe their initial purpose was to keep respected those who demanded it. We look further back in time to the BCE. Social norms began with the fact that you should respect the leader. Respecting a higher official, which is ananimalistic trait, was the beggining of social norms. From there, man evolved to include respect of your clan, then respect of your community, then of your fellowman. Take into account though that social norms, as we see them develop, are created to protect primarily ourselves. That would be man's selfish nature.

My ate bartenders my barkada (pawis much ako nun) lalang weeeee

I am sober

The intoxication's gone, so it's officially back to reality. I am deathfully afraid of course cards. Let us enumerate... Kaspil Botaone Lbybioa Peteams Relsone are okay... I'm sure that I passed... what's left... Stat101 and Alge102... crap... I'm pissing in my pants. I have never felt this frantic in an extremely long time... Stat of all things, I am an odd little boy. God what else is on my mind... My cousin from CDO arrived today, big whoop, seriously big whoop. Also, I'm officially missing my blockies... WAAAAH!!!! BLOCKIES!!!! WAAAAHHH!!!!

Blue Gatorade

Men... Im wasted... at least the hangover wasn't bad... The party was cool, there was lots of food. 8 pizzas, 20 twister fries, 70 sticks of BBQ, 3 bilaos of spaghetti, one 8 pack of Smirnoff ice, 1 BIG bottle of Smirnoff vodka, Jose Cuervo Tequila, GSM Blue, mixers such as Gatorade, lots of coke and dalandan soda, and TONS of snacks... we were on the fat roof, with mats all over the place, and pillows waaay softer than anything Ive ever experienced... it was cool... and Baileys...

The Essays Rewind

"The Essays" a compilation of my project in RELS (The Completed Letters to Katherine) is now up in the archives section. Its a predated post... just look for it in the December 2005 archives. Its a really cool read, if you're willing to spend some reading time... Also... I'm almost done with "Where's my Animo?" the made for blog essay thats soon to be out. Also... Mickey the Original Soundtrack is completed... 2 cds... Soleil and Lune... with a cover and lyrics and everything... lalang... project ko since 2nd year... completed na... finally. 14 songs per cd... want a copy? lalang...

Bota! Bota Bota! Bota Bota Bota Bota! (in the tune of Bora)

I passed Bota! 2.0 yehey! yehey! dalawa nalang... :D Bota! Bota Bota! Bota Bota Bota Bota!

Wednesdays revived / Recordiamo

News news... Whats up? finals... bagsak... praying I didnt fail... I studied my ass off... to no avail... discovered La Sallian life is a challenge. It's one big hectic son of a ***** place... the Trimesteral system aint helping either... I have till sunday to "think it over" and... lalang... sigh... I submitted my ACET form... cool... visited Tina in teneo... had lunch in Mocha blends... Its wednesday... so I had my stat exam... bagsak... Im in the cybernook... I took hotshots again... waiting for 330... its only 1255... joy... peace... hope... love... Mickey.

Stats it...

I'm gonna fail... Alge Bota and Stat... I hope not... NO! I won't fail!!!! I will prevail!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHA!!!! *maniacal laughter* Im goin crazy... at least there's only one test left....... RELS (cue thunder) Then I can finally have.... Peace... Peace... Peace...