6 8 12 Syndrome

I was really happy that night. It was cold, a sign that the holidays is coming. It was the very first time in times like this I felt very happy. I don't know, I'm just happy. Seems like everything was perfect for me that night. The wind, brushing against my auburn hair was alive yet cold. The moon was there, silently hovering above me. The flickering of merry Christmas lights went on as I let a veiled smile in my lips. I was about to sing for an occasion. But I didn't know what the hell I would sing in front of the whole family of my friend. Then, when I arrived, they gave me a copy of the song's lyrics...


Do you ever think about me?
Do you ever cry yourself to sleep?
In the middle of the night when you're awake,
Are you calling out for me?
Do you ever reminisce?
I cant believe I'm acting like this
I know its crazy
How I still can feel your kiss

Its been six months eight days twelve hours since
you went away
I miss you so much and I don't know what to say
I should be over you,
I should know better but its not just the case
Its been six months eight days twelve hours since you went away

Do you ever ask about me?
Do your friends still tell you what to do?
Every time the phone rings
Do you wish it was me calling you?
Do you still feel the same?
Or has time put out the flame?
I miss you
Is everything okay?

Its been six months eight days twelve hours since
you went away
I miss you so much and I don't know what to say
I should be over you,
I should know better but its not just the case
Its been six months eight days twelve hours since you went away

Its hard enough just passing the time
When I can't seem to get you off my mind
And where is the good in goodbye?
Tell me why, tell me why

Its been six months eight days twelve hours since
you went away
I miss you so much and I don't know what to say
I should be over you,
I should know better but its not just the case
Its been six months eight days twelve hours since you went away

Sing it for me...



I sang the song well. Of course I'm a fan of Bryan Mcknight and besides, I'm familiar with almost of his songs.But I think its not my familiarity that brought the song well. Maybe because, once in my life, something happened to me that's very similar to the song's message. And I miss her so much and I don't know what to say.

Tekken Addict

I've always been an avid fan and a hardcore player of the Tekken Series especially the latest installment: Tekken 5/ Tekken 5: Dark Resurrection (let's include TEKKEN TAG). And I'd never really thought about the tekken syndrome getting into me so deeply that it affects my thinking and everyday work. Take for an instance when I coached our Org's Basketball team.

Player: Coach, ano plan? (he said while he was slowly passing by me.)

Me: Godfist mo, tapos i-juggle mo.

Player: Huh?

Me:Pag na-juggle mo 'wag mo na bitawan.

Player: Ano 'yon coach?

Me: Tapos pasa mo sa kakampi mo. Mag tag ka!

End result, we lost the game.

A Jeep Ride To School

I'd never thought that riding my usual "patok" jeep would turn out to be one hell of a mess. What happened? Well, here's the story.

I was looking for a nice jeep to ride, (well, I'm actually looking for the "patok" jeep that has the kind of music that will fill me in the whole duration of the travel.) less than 10 minutes I found one and took it.

Its nice, very comfortable and not to mention the jeep's music was so cool that it made me sing along with every song that the DJ played. Err I mean, "kundoktor."

I was seated near the "estribo" so I could see everyone who's climbing up. I thought there's nothing special about that position but when this beautiful girl came aboard, I realized how lucky I am sitting here (Only to find out that this position is also cursed). Why? Well, because we were riding a "patok" you could expect that the driver would start hitting the gas as soon as he saw your body inside the jeep. The driver hit the gas, the girl almost fell and I'm the only hope so I catch her. I thought I was hearing the song with the line:

"catch me I'm falling for you..."

when our eyes met. She's very beautiful and she's...

"Thanks," she said. Her voice...she's...

What the fuck! She's a gay! I mean he's a gay!

Dumfuck! I almost puked the moment I realized that. So being as gentle as I could I restrained myself from punching her...him. Darn it.

Then I drowned myself to the intoxicating music of that Jeep, I was really pissed so I need an entertainment. A solid one to make me forget what happened.

Another girl came aboard, I ignored her coz I thought she might be another decepticons but when I noticed she's wearing a kind of loose tank top with a very cute neckline, I rejoiced for once again this seat was blessed. Yes! I'm lucky to be seated her!

So much for my perversion another set of girls came aboard, beautiful girls that seemed to be angels, angels with a single devil with them. Darn it! Another gay for the day!

But before all them are inside, this guy sitting beside me noticed that the girls are too beautiful to be just seated next to a "goon" (the man right in front of me that looked like Lizardo from the old Panday movies) so he decided to transfer beside the "goon." (so that he could be seated right next to one of those beautiful girls.

The first thought that came to my mind was:

"Here's another pervert, a more perverted man than me."

But to my surprise, the girls noticed what he is planning so all of them sat beside me and the only gay of the group sat beside the guy who transferred.

"Good." I mumbled grinning.

20 minutes later, Linkin Park's songs were being played and I was so really enjoying the music that I sang along loudly. The speaker was too loud for everyone of us so my co-passengers won't notice that I'm singing my heart out that time. To my dismay the sound went dead all of sudden in the middle of the line:

"You like to think you're never wrong!!!" (You lived what you've learned)


I was singing that time when the music died so I was left singing like a drunken retard there. All of the passengers looked at me, including the gay that I caught. He's smiling darn it!

The next thing I said was:

"Ma tabi lang."

After alighting, I ran as fast as I could coz that was the most humiliating day of my life next to the lactacyd episode! Well, I just said to myself that day:

"Badtrip napahiya ako doon sobra!"

Tired of Waiting for Answers.

I’m so tired. Tired of looking for that girl that will love me for what I am. I guess my decision is right. Priesthood. I’ve seen the face of God through her and its already enough for me. I’m thankful that I loved someone with all of my heart, that’s a once in a lifetime chance that I took. Though the relationship ended in a blink of an eye, I just want to thank her for giving me the honor to be with her and I really wanted to apologize for everything. She took me to the light, let me see the face of God through her and made me feel that once in a lifetime happiness. Now the time has come to serve God.

I’m not a coward. It’s just that I’m tired of thinking about myself. Time to go back where I truly belong: The Order of the Holy Cross.

-o-

3 years and counting...

You have 3 more years to convince me not to go the order.

And I have 3 more years to have someone who will sway my mind.

I’m hoping for something I don’t know.

Random Thoughts From an Insane Person

“Happiness is being married to your best friend.”

What the hell? She’s my best friend and what happened? She left me. Ok you know who in heaven I’m talking about and if you do not, don’t ask.

I was buying something for Nouie that time when I saw that for the second time, the first was when I was looking for something to give to her (my best friend and girl friend). That was last year, Aug. 7, Monday.

The moment I rest my eyes upon those words engraved in that special stone, I smiled and told myself it’s true. I think I fantasized about our wedding day that time that I bumped into something expensive and broke it. And paid for it.

But again, when I saw it last Tuesday, I don’t know what happened because deep inside I was cursing the one who’s responsible for doing that stupid stuff and writing something really stupid about best friends. I grew bitter each day and I admit it that until now I’m hurt.

Maybe I could pretend that I’m a happy jolly bastard but I’m really not. If got hurt and wounded your knee and tried to heal it, it would. But it would leave you a scar and then you want to erase the memory of that wound by removing the scar. Even if you removed the scar and your skin is like that of a baby, you can never really deny the fact that you received a wound. You may have removed the evidence of it but you cannot escape the fact that once you’re hurt.

And I’m starting again about the past that I should not— never mind.

Back to my story, I bought the pig and then while making my way out something came to my mind.

What the hell love really is?

This is the very first time that I asked myself what is love. Well, I guess I still believe in my father that I don’t need to define love; I just need someone to define it for me.

Then I analyzed.

Love… right now I could say that I am feeling love. For whom? I don’t know. I just realized that whenever I felt like this, I always loose sleep, my mind wondering back from a certain past and of course dreaming of the idea of having her again in my arms or maybe not her but another girl? Who knows?

Then it came to me, I just realized that I was looking for love coz I could feel love I don’t have it. Its natural, if we don’t have it, we tend to look for it and then when the time comes that we found it, we don’t know what to do about. Whether to grab the chance or to let it go, coz you believe that “we’re better of friends” or maybe you’re just afraid to lose a special someone or possibly you’re just fooling your self that it is not the right time for now and there will be another one. Oh I almost forgot, or maybe you’re so consumed for a certain person that you cannot have but still hoping and waiting for that person even he/she is on a relationship while there’s someone waiting for you to look at her/him. And then when you will realize that it’s too late.

When I saw this beautiful girl I thought to myself she’s almost perfect for me, then I heard her talking about their subject and she’s tutoring her classmate about their lessons. Beautiful, smart and of course she’s nice.

I believed in my philosophy about finding someone to love is very easy, but finding someone to love you back for what you are is very difficult. Another idea came to me while I was staring at that beautiful girl.

It is possible to find a very smart and beautiful girl and it’s possible too to find someone who’ll always makes you smile and stuff.

Let say

Magandang bobang napapangite ka dahil sa ka-eng engan niya at isang simpleng matalinong super sungit at isa pang simpleng mahinhin na super lambing.

I could find those girls. And I’m confident to say that because I’m pertaining to my friends. Hahaha!

But what I realized that time was it is once in a life time to find a girl who has all the qualities you want in a girl, and when she comes, no matter how short her stay is, you’ll love her forever and will change you literally. For better of worse, who knows?

And yes, I agree with that.

Someone came, loved me, and then left me. I was so stupid to let her go and I can’t stop blaming myself for not being a worthy partner for her. She did change my COA in my life. (Coarse of Action)

Now, I know I’m bitter and would trust a dog than a girl. Yes it is I. But still, someone is always proving me wrong and for that I could say that I might grow in love with her.

I could have my average grade 1.25 but by doing that what could I attain if there’s no someone to dedicate that victory? I could be the greatest psychologist ever existed in the field but what the hell do I have? Just myself. I think someone’s right. Love moves the world and it does make the world a better place.

Lapitin Daw Ako Sabi nina Doctora at Ma'am.

What a luck, yesterday I was brought to the infirmary coz I almost fainted after completing the 1000-meter run. Ok, I’m really not that fit and I’m not used to running like that. As if someone whom you banged yesterday is chasing you and asking you to marry her.

My vision went all white after completing the run and then I just noticed that I’m not feeling so well. What I did next is I approached my instructress to ask for any instruction, she said that I should keep my head lower than my heart. So I did. After a minute or so I’m ok again. But when I walked across the quadrangle, the sickening sensation came back. My eyes went white once again and this time, I’m much more disoriented than earlier.

So two big men came to me and brought me to the clinic. The nurse there let me rest for a few minutes after checking my status. Of course, my instructress was there for me while waiting for the doctor and then she said bye coz she needs to attend our class.

Ok rest rest and rest after some tests.

After 30 minutes or so lying awake there, my ALL FEMALE friends came.

Theresa, Nouie, Jonna, Dianne, April, Belle, Maryrose and Tin came ang wrecked havoc in the clinic asking for my condition.

After that, they left. They still have to attend our class, as for me, as you can see I’m wasted so I’m excused.

Then the nurse came to and said.

“Pagkarami rami mo naman palang girls! Iba ka hijo!”

Then she left and was replaced by the Dra. de Leon saying.

“Ang dami mong girls ah? Maya maya lang ok ka na!”

Well I guess their visit helped me a lot. Thanks to them I’m quite ok now. Well, not really but knowing that they’re concerned about me is already enough for me to stand and to run 2000 meters if anyone ask me to. Well I guess after finishing that run I’ll find myself in the morgue?

Thanks girls. Mahal na mahal ko kayo!

Oh! I forgot! My professor in Filipino saw me at the faculty room with my mom and revealed to my mother dear that almost every girl in our class are looking at me while she was discussing. She’s my favorite professor yet she sees me us the number 1 lapitin of our school. Well I guess I am what I am, someone has to be. ^__^

No More Bring Me Game For Me.

First day of School: The Ultimate Humiliation.

This is just great. You know what, after seven hours of grueling orientation and stuffs, I ended up with a nice bang for my fellow transferees and to those freshies.

Ok after all of us were transferred to the main campus building, this happy jolly MC started a game for some serious ice breaking. Of course, all of us there were tired and all, take note of the temperature today and its now getting late. We’ve been there for seven hours already so we need something to brighten up things a bit.

So this is what happened.

Bring me game.

His first item?

BPI ATM card.

I heard that so I run to the stage while pulling the card from my wallet and I handed it to the other MC the moment I arrived at the stage.

MC: Great! Here’s the winner! See guys? Lactacyd is really cool that even guys want one.

Then I go.

“What the fuck?”

“Lactacyd?”

“As in feminine wash”

Then this beautiful girl handed me this gift pack from Lactacyd with a genuine smile on her face and she even took a picture of us. With me holding the gift pack, given by…I forgot the professor’s name.

So there, in front of the whole beginners in our new school witnessed my worst nightmare. I assume that 600 plus students witnessed that.

I went down again, my fellow students from the colleges of Arts and Sciences ignored me as I make my way back to them. I don’t know if its about the feminine wash or is it just that one of them humiliated the department without asking what is the price for that stupid bring me game.

Lesson for the day: Don’t participate in any game if you don’t know what the price is or better yet, participate only if there’s no price at all.