Honestly, based on our past 3 outings, we could’ve given UZB a run for their money. Hell, we could’ve pulled yet another upset in Asian football. Unfortunately, it just wasn’t our day.
It’s Wednesday today. Admittedly, it feels like a Sunday… It feels like that awesome Sunday morning wherein you wake up hangover-free, the sun gleaming on your face, and for some fucked-up reason, you feel fully rested (even though you only had a terrible, terrible 2 hours of sleep). Continue reading
I used to write pretty well. I could craft stories and write ‘em down as if I’m eating a bag of chips. It was easy for me. Surprisingly I think this stems from my love of film, television, music, and Wikipedia, as opposed to books or novels. I was never a big reader, I mean, I’m not an idiot, I can read. I just always chose a movie, or watching a gig, as opposed to staying in and reading a good book.
In a few months, I’ll be 27. That means, I’ll be in my late 20’s. A year or so after that, I’ll come up with another article describing shit I’ve learned/am learning in my late 20’s, but for now this will have to do. A lot of things have happened to me this past year, I’ve traveled, I’ve made mistakes, I’ve done good, I’ve disappointed a few people, and I’ve rise above some’s expectations of me. In a nut shell, it’s been a bat-shit insane year. But like any other turning point in one’s life, it’s always important to point out all of the random shit you’ve learned from it.
Due to recent events, I’ve been very… contemplative. I’ve had a retarded amount of free time, and I’ve been spending them pretty wisely. It’s always good to have some time with yourself, to think, to discover new things that you have otherwise brushed off when you still saw yourself as a “group” person. For me, it was a bevy of things: From the mundane such as finding out I can actually finish an entire lapad of Tanduay by myself and thoroughly enjoy it, to the re-revalations such as finding out how much I love, and miss discovering new music from original artists (covers are great too, of course). But perhaps the most important thing I’ve uncovered during this “turbulent” time is the fact that shit don’t turn out the way you want it to because you weren’t prepared for that shit to happen.
I wish I had learned to love to read. This was one of my most hated truths about myself. Actually, I think it’s my only hated truth. Well, at the very least, until I uncover some new ones… but i digress. I think that loving to read would’ve been fucking awesome. Like Thrift Store awesome.
There is absolutely no way to deny it. You are poor. Face it, at this point, you’re realizing what a terrible mistake you’ve made moving out of your parent’s home, out of the assurance of home cooked meals, hot water, above average broadband connection, and of course, what every homeowner dreams of… “Free utilities” (In quotation marks because, let’s be truthful… there really is no such thing as FREE utilities).
Being in your mid-20s has nothing to do with how old you are. The Mid-20s is a state of mind that, unfortunately, I cannot properly define. All I know is, there are certain things that will show that you’re actually in this period in your life. Its fucking confusing, and a drag, but, if met with proper preparations… it’ll be a little less of those things.
Here are a few things to keep in mind:
Crime does pay. Never has this statement been more true than in the Philippines. In the Philippines, if you do the crime… You will do the time. You will end up in jail. And, depending on the severity of said crime, you could very well rot in jail (because we outlawed the death penalty a few years ago).
This statement, of course, like most, if not ALL countries, only apply to the ones who 1) Cannot afford good lawyers, 2) Cannot afford decent bribes, and 3) Cannot afford payment for 5-star accommodations inside the country’s correctional facilities if that person is indeed found guilty of whatever crime he/she has done. Of course, there’s still that notion of “Are they really guilty? Or did we just send an innocent person in jail?” But that’s a different story already.