on Crashes and Crushes...

The news of the helicopter crash came as a shock to me for one single reason: these people are good people, they're on their way to a Red Cross mission, they dont deserve to die. I know i'm not in the position to know who deserves and who doesn't deserve to die, my judgment's accuracy will forever be in question, but the mere fact that they're on their way to help people,i think, is enough to at least buy them a day on earth. Yeah, the world and life in particular isn't a simple point system. Crashes happen to jolt us back to that zone of uncertainty. It is in uncertainty that we become certain.

I have the weirdest preference for guys. Or maybe, i have the most rational and stable preference for guys. Amidst all the madness, the beauty and that drool-meter, i get attracted to guys who arent "attractive enough". No, i dont see it as a problem. In fact, i think it's a very big advantage. Look at my present object of affection, Bam Aquino. Merely typing his name makes me smile. I will definitely choose to go out on a date with Bam Aquino than go out with, let's say, Marc Nelson. Im not saying that Bam's not good-lookin, HE IS. But that's not what i liked about him, it's his passion for knowledge. That oh-so-arousing energy that he exudes when he discusses the things he know or is interested in. Bam.............................. im hyperventilating.

I got to chat with a long, lost buddy. Lemme call him, The Artist. It's nice to bump into someone from your past once in a while. It's refreshing, and it reminds you of how it all started. That journey that id like to think is slowly coming to its climax. To goof around and be the child that i am, and to say the "thank you" that's long overdue. I enjoyed the conversation, as a result i made a testi for him. It really is a Friendster world after all. haha