BLUERAY

eksena ito during my stay in manila..

one day, napagtripan lang bumili ng pirated dvd sa baclaran. 3 for 100php. (ayos! pwedi na) super cheap huh!

naitanong ko nga sa batang taga benta na panay ang bida sa kanyang mga goods.

"migo, sigurado ok kopya neto ha? as in klaro naman ba?"

to which he proudly replied ; "oo ti, maganda kuha nian. klarong-klaro! 'bluri' copy yan eh!"

*toink*

naisip ko : paanu naging 'clear' ang 'blurry'? aber? binanatan ko nga ; "pukingna, ako ba niloloko mo? paano naging klaro ang 'blurry' ha?!"

the moment i said it, i saw the brand logo, it say's : "BLU-RAY"! (blueray, blu-ray, blurry, bluri)

araynaku!

ganito pala tayong mga pilipino ano? pronounced as spelled, spelled as pronounced. (in this case) spelled right, prounounced wrong. addict!

nalagay ako sa nakakatawang sitwasyon. to which the boy looked offended, not understanding the hilarity of my paratang. sad! hindi niya naintindihan, ako ngayon ang napahiya. what's worse is the realization that : wala na bang natototohang tama ang mga bata sa eskwelahan ngayon?

ang daming honest-mistakes, pagkakamaling ang daling i-overlook.

sa pananalita (e.g. five = payb), sa isip (eh anu naman kung ganyan ang pagkakabigkas, pinoy tayo, hindi dayuhan!) at sa gawa (hahayaan ang maling kasanayan).

if being a Filipino is an excuse for such a mistake, then its no wonder lugmok pa rin tayo sa kung saan tayo ngayon. hindi naman masamang magbago ah, to educate ourselves, to better ourselves kahit na sa simpleng paraan lamang katulad ng pananalita. dahil hindi nakaka-aliw pakinggan ang mga salitang hindi nabibigkas ng tama. lalo na kung ito'y salitang dayuhan. needless to say, nakakalito.

kaya, para iwas pusoy, stop piracy! don't buy pirated dvds! nakakalito. nakakabobo.

peace out! ~.~

selfishness

i (still) believe its (always) better to give than to receive.

pero, nakanampucha naman, its no good when you have nothing to give! don't you just hate it paghinihingan ka, of time, a listening ear, or some other worldly material and you can't readily provide?

that's the time it sucks to be the one on the giving end. because, although rejection or being denied of something is a terrible feeling, it still doesn't beat not being able to provide..

isipin mo na lang, may batang paslit na nagmamalimus, and since you're feeling generous, dudukot ka sa iyong bulsa, only to find out that you only have enough coins left : pamasahe pauwi.. so you walk on feeling guilty for not being able to give alms.

for as long as i can remember, i've always hated being asked for something, anything. honestly, because i'm really selfish by nature. personally, i've three selfish reasons :

pressure : because once hiningan ka, you're always expected to give! if you can't (for whatever reason), you're the bad guy. and when you do give, almost always, its never enough! (a little bit more perhaps?!)

fear of criticism : takot akong laitin ang effort ko to give. this doesn't happen all the time, but it happens and its a bull-crappy feeling. making you regret you ever took the effort to give!

helplessness : i detest this most of all. the feeling that you've given it your all and still it isn't enough.

it was always easy to do the asking, but never have i experienced finding it easy to do the giving. especially when its beyond your power to give.

so i make a habit of providing without being asked. (meaning : when i feel like it!) making sure na kung nagbibigay nga ako, yun ay kusang-loob. not dahil hiningan ako, or napilitan magbigay. i find it rewarding this way.

selfishness defines generosity. still, its better to give than to receive, of course, when you have enough of everything to give! otherwise, forget it. my point being : "thank you" means nothing if its not heartfelt. ~.~

4 a.m

i had the weirdest dream last night. It involved aliens, trains, and the cast from grey's anatomy. It was crazy!

I woke up at 4am, curled up in a ball and shivering, feeling super scared. What was i afraid of? Death? Being eaten alive? Or was it being alone?

Like it maters!?

It was just a dream, yet i woke up feeling like it followed me even in wakefulness. Well, atleast the scared part. Funny thing is, i had tried to capture that feeling after i've realized that it was just a dream and i'm alone in a bed big enough for two, and it was dark and i had to turn off the fan because i was cold and i had to pee.

I think it was actually the urge to pee that woke me up.

*toink*