Oh brother.

Hey you! (...yes YOU!) You must be wondering.. what the &%$#@ am I doing here?

That's the way I approach life.

I mean think about it. Life's too short to take it seriously anyway.
And if you live life like you're afraid to die then when you die,
you'll realize you haven't live at all or something like that.
(I'm trying to sound smart so bear with me.)

Or by the time you're through, you'll just look like an old hag.
Seriously. You don't wanna live life looking like that.

This is err, a place I call home. My comfort zone.
A place where I can do stuff without anyone nagging me about it.
Here in a loosey-goosey environment, I write. I listen. I speak. I draw.
I curse. I play. I flirt. I dance. I party. I try to entertain. I...

just do. 'Coz I want to. And you can't do anything about it.

Well, what are you doing here? Believe it or not, destiny have brought you here little one..(and serendipity perhaps?)
Everything happens for a reason. At this very moment. YOU should be here. "COINCIDENCE happens."

Since you are here just the same, please take the time to look around. I'm sure you'll find something interesting to read or look at. This thing you are reading right now won't tell you what I'm all about. See the pictures below?! (..those are navigational things and have some purpose)
So use your mouse to accomplish something..

And, oh yeah..
Make the most out of your stay

Welcome.

Friday, September 08, 2006

We're Screwed

It's a friday and Imma bout to leave the office and what a nice way to end the effing week with me posting something that would waste a few more resources in the office.

Who cares anyway right?

Good. You still got your brains? Juuuuussst checking. Remember a few days back that I was hating that I didn't win the writing competition by the Philippine Star? Well, here's my perfect article.

In reality, I don't really care about the money OR the fame. The important thing is what influence will I have to the guys reading what I write. You might be thinking, "What a bunch of bullshit." But it's true. Take this for example. You are reading this right now. But the thing is I have nothing to say. I could put up random crap here and as long as there are words here, you'll keep on reading.

It's my duty to please that booty.

By the time you realize it, it's too late for you to stop reading. You dumb fuck.

The devil called, he wants his soul back.

That doesn't make any sense. But you read it anyway. I have officially wasted a couple of seconds of your life. And you can't take it back. See? Now that's POWER!

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Let me just say that I'm right smack in the middle of everything. I'm into my 3rd year out of college and I still can't figure out where I'm going or what I'm gonna do. It's different when you're about to graduate from high school. You at least know you're going to college. The only problem is picking which school to go to. Unless you're a dumbass then you can just settle on which school is gonna ACCEPT you.

But what about after you've graduated? What's next? Yeah, sure you can opt to be employed. You end up in a job that has absolutely nothing to do with your course (which I might add a course that you probably didn't pick...). You're on your desk making pointless calls. Near your computer you have a stack of papers that you don't even know how it got there. And you're left staring into space.

I think I became even more cynical when I started working. It's not to say that I was “Mr. Optimistic” back in college. You know I just don't get it when they say that it's different when you're in the real world. What do you mean? Does that mean I've been living in a "fantasy world" my whole life? If that's the case then where are my seven dwarfs? (or seven servants?) Where's my princess, err, Lindsay Lohan? And more importantly where's my pot of gold?

One thing's for sure. There are a lot of shady characters out there. And I think that's the ONLY thing they got right about this "fantasy world" I'm supposed to be living in. There are a lot of wolves in sheep's clothing, if you know what I mean. I can't tell you how many knives I've taken off my back the past couple of years.

I have even more knives in my back now that I'm working. If you don't get it then you suck.

When I started working, I've learned a few more skills that they don't teach you in school. I'm not sure if you can put this in your resume but I think if you master them then you have it made. These are:

Kissing ass
Faking smiles
Acting Busy

I haven't mastered kissing ass though. All the others are in the bag. I just can't seem to force myself to like someone that I don't generally like! It's just me. Instead of saying for example, "Nice pants. Where'd you get them?" I end up saying, "Nice pants, asshole." My life has always been like that. It starts off real great then I end up screwing it in the end.

I figured I’d just vent about what the future generations have in store for us. Hell, I've been through a lot. I might as well give it a shot. I say, enough with the bullshit that they're our hope for the future. Just look at me. I’m not the hope for ANY generation. If I'm the hope for the future then we're history! So instead of boring you with my whining, I made a list. This is the list of what we can expect from the future generation.

1. I still don't get it when they name the generations as "Generation X" or "Y". Who's the jackass that thought of that? At least start with the letter "A" right? You just run through the whole alphabet! Have you guys heard of a generation that's called "Generation A"? I bet you haven't. I guess we're stuck. After "Generation Z" does this mean we're going backwards and have "Generation A" next?

This is just one of my evidences that we're screwed.

2. Have you notice that girls nowadays "mature" faster? Mature meaning that at a young age they already have big breasts and a nice ass? I mean what happened? Where were these girls when I was growing up?! I don't know what they're eating but damn! Just looking at them make some of the people raise their eyebrows and whisper stuff like "cradle snatcher." Hey, it's not my fault. When they woke up in the morning and decided to put that mini-skirt on that's when they just made it their fault. Now, she asks me what I'm looking at. Your body, damn it! If you don't want me looking, put some clothes on!

3. I have nothing against gays but I seem to get into more and more arguments just trying to guess if this lady is really a lady or just a dude that looks like a lady (bad pun intended). Get what I mean? It's just scary to think that into the future before you go out with someone, you have to get a DNA sample of that person like a fingernail or hair strand “ala-CSI” to know if that person is really a girl.

4. We have no patience anymore. And I think the future generation will have even less. I think that's the reason why we have fast food, DSL cable connection, skyway, and a whole bunch of other stuff. In a snap of a finger, what we want should be right before our eyes. I think this will be a typical scene in the near future.

Driver presses a button in order to go to LTO to renew his license and in 3 seconds he's already there.

Driver: Well, I'm here to renew my license.
LTO Official: Ok, I'll process your request.

After 5 seconds...
Driver: What the fuck! Where's my damn license? I need to get to work in 3 seconds! Get a move on it!

Two things I want to point out. First, have a little patience.
Second, our government agencies will still suck.

5. I'm just excited about what kind of music we'll have in the future. I, personally, like all kinds of music. The only thing that bugs me is that most of the clubs play techno music that really sounds alike. Maybe it's just me but I like to listen closely to my music. Some of the people just dance to it even though the songs have weird lyrics in it. As you know, most techno music has a beat going with one line that gets repeated over and over again. And it doesn't matter what that one line is, people will still dance to it. That line maybe "Kiss my ass" or "You're a fag" and I'll still hear people say, "This sounds great!"

I could go on and on but my main point is this -- live life. Whatever generation you're in -- young or old, A or Z. Life isn't always what it's supposed to be. What makes life beautiful is that it can go away. So live it the best way you can. Allow yourself to laugh. Stop being pretentious. Appreciate the simple things. Love your family and friends. You just don't know. You wouldn't want to be that person that didn't say "I love you" to someone special because you thought; "Hey I'll do it when I come home from work." You figured that everything would still be the same.

But it doesn't. What if something happens? You'll regret you missed that chance.

Everyone hopes that their lives will be like a fairy tale. Some are still living in their fantasy world. They wait for a happy ending. But that ain't life my friends. If I can teach the next generation anything is that in this life, you won't get most of the things you want. But sometimes, what you have is all you'll ever need.

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Mr. Poe is a paradox. He is young yet he is old. That is from his age and his responsibilities.
He has a day job and what does he do at night? Nobody knows yet.
Whether he is a Casanova, a dead ringer for a celebrity, or a ninja, only a few people will know.
Sometimes he can be generally boring or a walking time bomb. Spontaneous.
Some sources thinks he is like a riddle and he to likes being mysterious with that poker face of his.
And he likes it that way.
If he is inspired or compelled by necessity, he likes to and writes forgettable pieces of poetry and songs or draw undecipherable works of garbage err.. arts.
Otherwise, the rest of his time is consumed by web design, painting, and sports.
Apathy. That's what he feels most of the time but wants to go to heaven. Still Optimistic.
He still believes he is a prodigy and secretly hopes he has traces of the Godfather, Beatles, and Da Vinci in his soul.

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It is those of that stupid monkey behind the keyboard. Don't worry. He's trained and domesticated.
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I maybe wrong but I doubt it.

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Friday, September 08, 2006

We're Screwed

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