waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!

JOURNAL: Dec.18This week is the most bitchy week in the history of my schooling! I hate the frequent "no-classes-but-you-have-to-go-to-school" shit! I'm tired of it! Its suppose to be our vacation this week but the freakin' "ASEAN Summit" thingy was scheduled to happen last week so we have to push "classes" this week. But the freakin' summit has to be moved due to a storm which makes us all suckers for still holding "classes" this week. Why do they have to call it "classes" anyway? We're not learning anything at all. I could absorb more knowledge with a pile of books than having these clowns due their boring thing. And whats worse is that we're paying them to do those stuff and we are obliged to listen to their crap. What the...! This isn't school! I'ts a font for politicians and bitch-ass crazy idiots who thinks they can milk people by making up a school with no learning at all. If I could say, this whole college-school thing is not really a good idea. Damn! Except for our Philosophy class (which is cool but i suggest we should hold CLASSES FOR A CHANGE), I would have no reason to go to school for my self. Unfotunately, I have to because of my parents. The whole "you-should-go-to-school-for-your-own-future" thing is really really boring me and the "there's-nothing-we-could-give-you-but-education" is making my ears bleed. If not for someone at school, this whole year of my life could have been ruined. One more thing, I'm freakin' pissed of by those people who loves having no classes. What the fuck are you in school for? Money? Laag? I'm even tired of going out with bands of guys who plays this game "DOTA" and talks nothing but it. I'm sick of playing the same game for months and I'm sick of the same conversations and arguments with these people. If only I could find my place... And if you happen to fit these discriptions I just formerly mentioned, then worry not for I wont bite or kill you. Just respect me and I'll continue to be the "Matt Anthony A. Jorquia" you knew from the start of class. Bitchin' people is not really my thing. I'm just letting out the frustrations I have.

Pleasures

Things to Ponder:Isn't it funny that during parties, not everybody goes home happy?Isn't it ironic that during celebrations, pleasure is what comes to us and not our happiness?If indeed man is searching for his happiness, why does he settle with the many pleasures that surround him?Is it possible that man has mistakened the pleasures that surround him as his happiness?What is true happiness anyway?And what are "pleasures"?How can we achieve it?Are the pleasures around man not a part of a larger happiness?Who is entitled to point out or distinguish which is pleasure and which is happiness?Isn't happiness relative?Could it be possible that one individual's happiness is merely pleasure to another?If so, what is the characteristic of happiness and what divides it with pleasure?Doesn't happiness bring pleasure?Does this also mean that pleasure brings happiness?My opinion:Man indeed is in constant search for hapiness. With this search man has developed ways into finding these. Through the years, some forms of "happiness" has been reduced to "pleasures". Such forms are of the beastly and earthly "happiness". Things as sex and earthly possessions are the common pleasures that linger in the minds of people today. Having the abundance of these "pleasures", man easily gets distracted from his main quest of happiness. What's more ironic is that the happiness of man he is searching has been always there and very much tangible and could easily be reached by him. This happens when man is blinded by he desires he acquires as he live through his life. His fantasies become obstacles of reaching his happiness.my own idea of happiness:Happiness for me is something that you can't live without. Its more of a need than a want. It usually is very real and reachable and yet due o our misakened ideas, we are not able to grab them. A thing that would make me happy is to be with someone I trully love and care for. That for me is happiness and is sufficient enough to fill my mind and to send me into a utopian world.

gugma kuno!!!!!

hahayy....
love is not in the air kuno.
pero, is love real?
how can we explain and support its existence?
isnt love just merely a need for a companion.
as I think deeper, ma convince ko ni Martin Yutiu (klasmyt) na ang love is merely an illusion and a pigment of our imaginations.
we cant explain the symptoms of love, we cant prove if there is trully love, we dont have a basis of its existence, we cant decipher the "laws" of love and yet, we deeply believe in it.
1 a (1) : strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties (2) : attraction based on sexual desire : affection and tenderness felt by lovers (3) : affection based on admiration, benevolence, or common interests ---> these are the definitions of love in the miriam-webster online.
isn't the first definition (1) simply called care?
isn't the second definition (2) simply called lust?
can't the third definition (3) be simply called as admiration?
why do we need another word to express all these feelings?
The mysteries of love remains an enigma for us to decode and it will take millions of years more to trully give the correct definition of love.
in the end, the confusions and questions 'bout the existence of love is similar to the questions 'bout the existence of God.
I guess we just have to believe.
even if we cant define them.......

culture...

What is culture?
Does it affect our lives?

I have been confronted by this word a couple of times...
Martin kept on repeating to me "Insult me not my Culture..."
He said this when I made a wrong decision about his art in his account at deviantart.com.
I copied it and made bad comments which somewhat tarnished the artists personality.
I was sorry.
But what is in this word, culture?
I bet its more than just a lesson.
More than Chapter 3 in our textbook in Sociology.
And I bet its more than any words could define.
Words only cage the essence of the object to make it more comprehensible but it sometimes distorts the real meaning of the object.
Remember, no words can ever be a perfect description of anything.
For me, culture is life.
What you are now is a product and a factor of your culture.
Everything you do, every habit you mastered and even your accent is because of your culture.
But for me, culture is unique in each one of us.
We may have social (slash) cultural groups but our own individual cultures are unique.
We dont think the same way as the people in our neighborhood, heck not even in our own family.
We dont understand things the way others can.
We have our own worlds.
It just so happens that other's worlds keep on crashing into ours.
But mind you, no one can ever be totally united with another even in marriage and love making.
So culture is basically who we are.
And I would like to extend my apologies to Martin.

(wala lng gud... drama2x kunuhay ko... hala!!! hait na grey's anatomy... lolz)

jam2x lang...

ei, its me again. lolz
its christmas time again...
a time of forgiving...
a time of sharing and loving...
it seems that the spirit of christmas is indeed in the air...
so, i'll just cut the crap and get to my point!
everybody's making wishlists...
so why not make one? lolz.

note!!! this are merely superficial stuff... material things just to add a little flavor to my life...
> a DVD of the complete season of lost
> a DVD of the seasons 1,2 & 3 of grey's anatomy
> a DVD of any movie about vampires
> a DVD or whatever of CSI especially the original CSI
> a new phone? (too much!)
> a cross pendant..
> a CAT belt.. (kay ang daan naguba ang buckle)
> internet load (NITRO kay globelines ko)
> any mystery or intriguing book...
> steamed rice
> siomai (dili sa kiosk hap!)
> a list of numbers of all our classmates...
> a list of numbers of all my friends (nawala ang ako)
> notes from all subjects to impress my mom...
> picture of the most beautiful girl for you...
> a taste of YOUR favourite food.
> ang tag 100+ na burger sa burger king.
> burger mcrice thingy...
> french fries sa mcDo
> a pink tee.. (double XL para sure!)
> a pack of colored pens
> a new pack of colored pencils
> a new eraser (nawgtang ako)
> a gooood pencil
> a silver ring (bisag fake lng gud)
> some game to take my mind out of DOTA
> a list of cute messages...
> a keychain
> just be my friend
> a cute novel na naay morals ug kanang tear-breaker. nyahahaha...
> a blue handkerchief
> a blue handkerchief 2
> a blue handkerchief 3
> a cellphone pouch (a blue one would be great...)
> a greeting card...

waaaaaaaaa....
I never knew im materialistic....
anyway...
those are all things I would like but a simple greeting (card!) would do...
Actually, anything would be great as long as you give it whole-heartedly...
pwede rasad wala... (pero doble na next year hap!!!)
nyahahahaha... joke.

study? what for?

waaaaaaaaaaa........


prelims...
many dread this moment...
Some even crack under the pressure.
What the...!
It's not the end of the world!
Its just a bloody paper to be filled up?
What's up with that?
Others spend the whole night (and dawn) studying and reading...
The hell with teachers!
I've never spent a night reading a textbook or of the kind.
It's not "worth" my time...
hahaha...
and besides, I'm freakin' lazy!
Everybody knows that!!! lolz!!
anyway, to the people thats reading this, take things seriously... (ironic huh?)
yah...
take things seriously but remember to give yourself a break...
too much work and no play makes YOU either fat, physically disabled, paralyzed and probably maimed. lolz

winning smile

ahh... my lady's smile completes my day. She's the inspiration that drives me to my exploits and grounds me to reality. Her beauty is blinding and her goodness is golden. I mold my self to be what she ever wished for. Fabricate my personality to fit hers and wished to the almighty that someday our two spirits be in eternal union and will never be asunder. Never to be divided ever again... It's just funny... She doesnt know that she's my lady.