Half Empty

You know what sucks about long vacations that are fun and enjoyable? It’s the time when you return from the trip.

Say you go out of town with your closest friends, probably to Palawan to go scuba diving, then you move to Bohol for some chocolate-hilly-Tarsier fun (I have no idea what it is, but for this purpose let’s just assume that it’s an ultra-fun activity or activities of your choice involving chocolate hills and Tarsiers). After that, you go to Cebu to… I don’t know… probably see your crush and eat lots of Talisay lechon (yumyum!), then proceed to Boracay for more hedonistic activities. To digress a bit, notice that I’m partial to places in the Visayas area. That’s because I’m from Mindanao. It doesn’t explain anything but hey, this is just a digression and wordpress says that my word count is currently 212 and I gotta give you something long to read. So anyways, going back to the point, you basically go on vacation and have tons of fun.

Parables

When I finally try to get some sleep at 4am and it’s not because of DotA then I know that life is improving. Or is it?

So last week’s hosting gig at Cebu was kind of like my practice session for last night’s performance. My throat hurts like hell from all the talking and voice modulation and it might just be possible that gay people are jealous of this ache in my throat. Or are they?

People have been saying that we should follow our hearts and that we’ll know that we’re doing the right thing because our hearts will tell us so. This could just be it. Or could it?

Yeah, I know, this is a lame post but my muse continually refuses to visit me… the bitch! But hey, it’s all good. We’ll see if my Lilith-less writings will take my other drafts (like “Bactidol and why AAISI’s Christmas Party is Fun-ner“) off the pending list.

Preguntas Complicadas

Bast, via Flickr (CC license)

Why is it that no matter how hard we try to stay away from stuff and situations that make our life troublesome and complicated, it’s like we’re attracting those very same stuff all the more? Why, oh why?

Is this the reason why Friendster made the relationship status “It’s Complicated™”? Is it human nature to cheat on partners? What makes for dissatisfaction and discontent? Is there no such thing as a simple life?

Is this post asking too many questions already? Too serious; too much drama? Good. Coz there’s nothing more annoying than asking too many questions in sequence without allowing for answers.

I have to get back to bed and cook me up some more questions.