The Throat

On Emotional Diabetes, Regrets and Star Stuff

"The need for love is akin to emotional diabetes. Who needs another when you can produce insulin yourself?"

-Pao Soriano

Last night was supposed to be “SAKITAN NIGHT”, an event that happens every Monday in Good Earth Roasts, Rockwell with my closest friends in law school, just because a live band plays emo songs and we are reminded of our stupid mistakes in the past. True to its form, there were painful moments, especially when you are put on the hot seat and are made to realize that you’ve been doing it all wrong. With some twist of fate, Paopao, my source of joy in law school, was in the area, and he became our very able guest for the night. In the words of Jason, he was our “neutral”, especially because they’ve decided to dub me as the negative thinker and they, with much protest from me, are the optimistic ones.

I don’t know if it was the alcohol (which I would assume, Joan and Paopao will not agree with since they only consumed sugar), or the fact that we, once in a while, long for meaningful conversations that hit the spot, but hell we were talk show productive. We started with the question, “When did you realize that you are smarter than the others?” went on discussing more mundane stuff like using the statement, “Then he inserted his manhood to her pussy vagina vulva.” in answering the bar exam, and enthusiastically discussed the question, “Can you live with the possibility that you will, in fact, die alone?” The consensus was that it’s okay to be alone, it’s just hard to accept that in your moment of death, no one will be there to celebrate the life that you thought you lived. Paopao was envy-worthy, always the sound one and always reminding us of how we should ideally live. He didn’t care about being alone, was oblivious of the fact that he is smarter than a lot of us, and cannot seem to grasp our positive answer to the question, “Despite our celebration of singlehood, if somebody comes along, would you be willing to love?”

I mean, I’ve always believed in the mantra that “I am happy now, but I know I can be happier in the future.” But he challenges my stand by asking, “But if you are happy now? Why does happy have to compete with happier?” Then he concluded that it would seem like I live on being goal-oriented and that if there is no goal, there is no point in living. I wholeheartedly agree. And it boils down to human want, our nature to want more after getting one thing, the testimony to the toast, “May you get everything you want, except for one, so that you’ll still have something to look forward to.”

Then there was the question of, “Do you attribute who you are now to fate or decision?” We were united in saying that of course, it was us. There was that turning point, when you decided, “This is how I will live my life.” And the rest, as they say, is history.

Then we got to that never outdated issue that is LOVE. It was inevitable, really, I mean, most of the bad decisions that we’ve made are relationships-wise. We’ve gotten everything we’ve hoped for already (except for financial freedom… but we’re getting there too.), and with love, we just can’t fucking seem to get it right. Paopao asked, “Would you rather that you don’t need food? Or that you need it, but you can enjoy eating it in the process?” And I said, ideally, you don’t want to need anything. Self-sufficiency is the perfect scenario. But that is not to say, that maybe, enjoying eating is so much worth being needy for. Oh and then we got to discuss the hierarchy of our basic needs and got stopped with the dilemma of which is higher, the need for clothing or the need for sex? Because admittedly, one need can be enjoyed without the other, right? :D

So everything has been open-ended, except for the acceptance that we all are star stuff, or in the context of Big Bang Theory, we all are made of nuclear waste and sooner or later, we will have to face the need to explode. What needs to be done is to stop welcoming misery-generating things in our lives. Stop being in a situation that will create regret.

Our fear of denial is stopping us from knowing and having the opportunity to move on. We’d rather be turned down than spend our whole lives thinking of what might have been. Being passive aggressive didn’t work the first, second and nth time, it will not work now. Just do it. Or err, do him. No day but today. And when you get turned down, you don’t turn back. You smile, shrug your shoulders and carry on, because “We are young. Heartache to heartache we stand. No promises, no demand. LOVE IS A BATTLEFIELD.”

Seriously, at the end of the day, you just want to be with people whom you can share bad ass conversations with, laugh about life with and will accept you, no matter what your cup size is. Believe us, Katy Perry has it right when she said, “No regrets. Just Love.”

ANO RAW?

Friend: E kayo, kelan kayo magpapakasal ng boyfriend mo?
Girl: Ewan ko ba dun. Sabi nya pag hindi raw nag end of the world ng 2012.
Friend: Paano kung nag-end of the world?
Girl: Edi wala. End of the world na diba?

ANG LABO!

Overheard in Agave, Serendra

SOMETHING BORROWED: A Discussion

"We need to discuss."

That was the definite conclusion that we all came up with after watching the very divisive movie that is Something Borrowed. We can outline it into a number of chapters, in my mind the issues at hand are the following:

1. Is he or is he not into you.
2. Would you REALLY fall for your best friend’s guy?
3. Should a girl tell a guy how she feels at the risk of being too aggressive?
4. Should you fall for a really good friend at the risk of losing the friendship?

Let’s start with issue number one…

CHAPTER ONE

Is he or is he not into you? A.K.A. It shouldn’t be that hard to figure out.

“I didn't think someone like you could like someone like me,” -Rachel, Something Borrowed

We’ve seen it happen a million of times before. You spend time with a person, really have fun and spend those precious moments before you sleep, thinking, “Hey, he could really be into me too!” But that only consumes a few minutes, heck, a few seconds of your thinking time. For the rest of the night, you over exhaust yourself rationalizing and keeping your feet, and your heart pretty grounded. You start to think of reasons why he can’t like you. I mean, for a logical and emotionally beaten up person, you can think of an infinitely many reasons why he is only being a friend. Plus, this whole self esteem issue just can’t be shaken off, completely. I mean, for a woman lawyer, it is true that we have such high standards. Although we’d always dismiss this hypothesis by saying that we only want to end up with a decent guy, how we define this decent guy is a totally different story.

So, that’s where the problem starts, for someone who has high standards, we rarely get attracted to regular guys, and these non-regular guys, we feel, may be out of our league.  When we feel a connection, or when we feel that it may be safe to start assuming that there could be mutual attraction, you can depend on the fact that we have already jumped the gun by being our suspicious selves. We work hard to be THE GOOD FRIEND. Yes, we find safety in that not-so-comfortable net that is being in the FRIEND ZONE.

Then, a hot girl comes along, the fun, free-spirited one - she may be a friend, an acquaintance who just happens to be there to constantly remind us geeks that well, our guy can do better. I will let you in on a little secret - we also are easily discouraged. When we feel that the object of our affection has turned his attention to a hot woman, even for a millisecond, we act like it’s absolutely okay, like we never are offended or hurt – but believe you me, hell breaks loose in our hearts and minds. That’s when we start withdrawing ourselves from the conversation and let the hotter woman take center stage. We can be the most competitive bunch in a legal court, but we are such sissies in that court that is ruled by the heart.

Then we let it pass. We move on thinking that it was not worth fighting for in the first place. I mean, really, wouldn’t a guy do everything, and I mean everything to make the woman that he likes know that he likes her? There shouldn’t be any “Are you okay with this?”-like questions. If he really liked me, and even if I let him talk freely with the hotter girl, he should have reached for my hand to at least assure me that it is me whom he’d want to talk with. He should have sat beside me and poured all his attention on me, despite the hotter girl’s persistence.

In the ideal world, I guess. 

This is why you should never, ever get your hopes up. This is why you should see the glass as half empty. So when the whole thing spills, you aren’t as devastated."— Emily Giffin (Something Borrowed)

-To be continued-

The Cycle

“I am absolutely certain that despite the odds, I love her.”

She looks at him, with pursed lips and a raised eyebrow while signaling to the obviously eavesdropping waiter to give them an ashtray. “Well, I know exactly how you feel. Although, I still cannot grasp your brilliant idea of ‘fessing up to me when you cannot even find it in your heart to reveal the identity of this muse of yours. You suck.” She opens her little purse that houses her pack of Marlboro Lights and gets a stick.

He lights her cigarette up, and pushes the ashtray to her side of the table. “Her identity is immaterial, mainly because you don’t know her and you cannot, in even the slightest way, contribute to how I can lure her into looking my way.”

“First, you should really stop hanging out with me when you are in love, it’s annoying, YOU ARE ANNOYING. Second, didn’t I just say that I know how you feel?”

“You have no idea.”

“Of course I do. I know the drill. There is a non-guy in my life too. I will give everything, and I mean everything, including my last stick of cigarette on a really stressful day, for him to look my way. But all he sees in me is this girl SPACE friend that he can smoke with and confide to. I mean, you’ve seen him with me, right? We are perfect for each other. He’d hold my hand and I’d hold his, and what do I get? Nothing. I listen to him rant on and on and on about this girl whom he claims to be the one, and I just sit there, nodding while I study his face, his lips, his eyes. I know him, more than anyone can and ever will know him. I know that he shuts up when he’s mad, I know that he does that knee-jerking action when he feels stressed or that he is never ever confrontational. I also know that he purposely never replies so he won’t appear too needy. I know that sometimes, he concocts feelings for other women to conceal that he is head over heels in love with this woman that he indirectly tells me stories about. He pretends to like going out, just so it won’t seem like he is lonely. But I know that he is. He’s not the partying type. He loves to write poetry, to read good books, to have coffee on a perfectly peaceful day. He loves conversations, not the drunken ones, his eyes light up when he is in an intellectually stimulating discussion about life. He likes to drink, not to get drunk but to appear as drunk and be free from other people’s expectations of him. I know that when he’s judged, he gets hurt and never forgets. And I am absolutely certain that despite the odds, I love him.”

“You are such a drama queen.” He puts his arm around her, “But believe me, inspite of your monologue reminiscent of an asthma attack, you clearly have no idea of what we’re dealing with here.”

She allows her weight to fall towards him and her body to be enveloped in his arm. “Maybe.” She looks up, her expression softened by his post-ranting evaluation of her. “I’m sure, whoever she is… she’ll come around.”

           

“I hope she does.” He slowly pulls away, “I want her to get what she wants.”

On the other side of the room, the eavesdropping waiter told his peers, “Bill daw nun dalawang pa-fall.”

Sharing Time (On Airman, Being Pregnant and Cramming)

Ana: May joke ako. Alam mo ba na dalawa ang superheroes sa commercial law?
Eunice: Sino-sino?
Ana: Edi si Warehouse man at Air man.
Eunice: (suya) Ook. Sino uli si Airman?
Ana : Ewan ko.
Eunice : Akala ko sya un host ng Walang Tulugan… si Airman Moreno.
(Ngii!)
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Ginawa ko sya ulit. Pagsakay ko sa MRT from Manila the other day, may isa palang pilahan na for pregnant women lang, with kids and senior citizens… Nun tinignan ko ang pila para sa mga normal na tao… Sobrang haba. So, nun turn ko na, un kahera ay tinanong ako… ‘Buntis po kayo ?’ Binigyan ko sya ng sobrang-saya-ko-i-can’t-believe-you’re-even’questioning me ! smile and said, ‘Opo, three months.’
Sorry Lord. Sorry talaga.
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My “hmmm” thought for the day,

“If life is short and we have a lot of things we want to and should do, aren’t we all, technically, cramming?”

I still think we should do what needs to be done and not wait for the “right moment.” Why? Because we never really know. What if today was your last day? Wouldn’t it be just shitty to not let that person know that you like him? Wouldn’t it be just plain crappy if you didn’t write that stupid letter you’ve been planning to write for your loved ones? Wouldn’t it be just sad not to let that person know that you wrote a song for him simply because you felt it was time?

I hope in the future, when everyone’s “one the other side”, God will let us have the luxury to remember how we felt, what we felt and why we felt things. The saddest thing that could happen is to stare at the person who meant the world to you and not remember… not feel.

I’d like to think that love transcends not only time but eternity. If it doesn’t, oh well, shit happens.

Dahil ang Buhay ko ay Isang Aklat ng Maling-Mali!

Ngayong araw na'to ay ang araw na tumapak ako sa lupa ng Supreme Court para pirmahan ang isang bagay na dapat naman sanang napirmahan. Bakit maling-mali?

Unang una sa lahat, di ko kasalanan na walang pirma ang verification ko, dahil ang papel na nabigay sa akin ay PUTOL. Putol sa part na may nakalagay na blanko at naka-type na Affiant sa baba. Grabe. Ako lang talaga e no? Sa buhay ko lang talaga?

Pangalawa, at mas mahalaga... Kanino pa ba nangyayari ito. Kasi usually, sa MRT may special train for Children, Women and Senior Citizens.. so di ko alam na sa LRT ang special train ay para sa ibang category.. KIDS, Senior Citizens and PREGNANT WOMEN. Soooo... Sumakay ako sa train na un. Pero sumakay din ang guard at pinalipat ang mga babaeng sa tingin nya ay di pasok sa kategorya na un. Dito na pumapasok ang pagpapasalamat ko na mataba ako... Mejo tumingin sya sakin, pero para lang wala nang issue, huminga ako ng malalim, pinalaki ang tyan ko at humawak dito... PARA MAGPANGGAP NA BUNTIS. Bakit ito nangyayari sa akin? Ang malupit, ramdam na ramdam ko na nakatingin sa akin ang mga tao dahil tingin nila ay isa akong babaeng buntis na di man lang sinamahan ng tatay ng anak ko na mag-commute sa Maynila... To make matters worse, un isang Senior Citizen ay kinabahan yata na makunan ako kaya in-offer nya sa akin ang upuan nya. Magmamatigas sana akong wag umupo, pero masisira ang disguise ko, lalo pa't naka-heels ako.

So ayun ang buhay ko, isang aklat ng mga bagay na talaga namang MALING-MALI! :D

ATM

ANTI-TORPE MOVEMENT

Naisip ko lang, since ang dami naman nagsasabi na guys like to play games and since a lot of the girls I know are tired of the same old, “Could he be too shy to ask me out?” conversations, panahon na para magkaron tayo ng mga pambawing hirit sa mga parinig ng mga pa-fall na guys. At least din a natin masasabi na pa-victim tayo. I mean, kung makikipaglaro tayo, might as well make it a good game diba? What better way to make it a challenging one but to push it to the limit, un tipong pag ito di pa nya sinagot ng maayos, malamang di talaga nya ako gusto… Ito lang naman ang mga suggestions ko. (Feeling ko applicable din ito sa mga guys e, kasi girls naman are not less guilty sa mga ganitong hirit.)

1. Nagte-text ng quote in the guise of a message na sinend sa lahat with the hope na magreply ang object of affection.
Solution: Reply by saying, “Kung ang perang ginastos mo sa pagu-unlitxt ay pinantawag mo na lang sakin, di mo na sana kailangan maghintay ng reply ko. HEHE” (importante yung HEHE)
2. The guy goes, “I want to go out… I just can’t seem to find the right girl. Why?”
Solution: I don't knoe, I ’m always right… And well, I’m a girl. (insert laughter)
3. The guy goes, “I want to go to ____, but no one wants to go with me.
Solution: I’m NO ONE. (insert flirting fiasco smile)
4. The guy goes, “I want to watch ____.”
Solution: Ok. Let’s watch it. (insert the “Why? We’re friends, right?” Look)
5. The guy goes, “I’m going out on a date with this girl... but I’m not sure if I should go.”
Solution: You shouldn’t. (use your poker face) If he asks, “Why?”, do the “looking at him from under your eyelashes” thing, smile and say, “You know why.”
6. He goes, “I usually like (insert description that totally doesn’t fit you)
Solution: Then maybe you should stop liking the general rule and start going for the exception. (res ipsa loquitur)
7. He goes, “My ex… (insert really sweet story)
Solution: (faraway look) Past, present… I wonder which matters more.
8. He goes, “Dude. (insert whatever)
Solution: I see that we have decided on our terms of endearment. (paluin sya ng mahina sabay takbo sa washroom)
9. He goes, “So I went out on a date yesterday. It was great.”
Solution: Then why are you here? (silence) I mean, you should be with her, alam mo na. Follow through.
10. He goes, “I don’t know if I’m ready to go out again…”
Solution: (do the what-the-fuck hand movement) Demmit. This isn’t a date? (innocent smile)

This is at the risk of being dubbed as feelingero at feelingera at well, desperate. Pero at least the absurdity of thinking about the other person can stop di ba? I mean, isn’t it more absurd to talk about something that isn’t really "happening" with your friends and spending a lot of time analyzing. At least pag ginawa mo ‘to, simple lang yan.. Either ge-game time na kayo o mare-realize mo na, “He’s just not that into you.” Suggestion ko lang naman kasi uhmm, paulit-ulit lang ang mga sitwasyon e. Down with paranoia and stupidity na ito mga girlfriends! HEHE. (see? The hehe makes a big difference!) Steady lang. Para sa mga nagba-bar, WAG NYO GAWIN. Mahirap na. haha.

Magdagdag na lang kayo ng suggestions nyo. Antok na ako.

When People Act Like They Are Stupid

(Para sa lahat ng mga tao na may issues ngayon, para sa inyo ito… sabay-sabay na! haha)

We almost always don’t say what we really mean and they, most often than not, never get it… we all end up disappointed with a little less faith in finally finding the one. The thing is, a lot of times, we don’t know what we want, even if what we want is staring at us with a neon sign that states the most obvious, “I am the one.” We go out with people thinking that maybe, just maybe, things’ll turn out great, or at least sufficient to let us get by, but it never is. Why? Because we’re adorably stupid that way. #DearYou, We have always been taught to look for some prototype: the artist, the gorgeous, the dreamer, the "one". We have made ourselves believe that anything outside of that imagined box of expectations and standards is just not it. It cannot be IT. Yet, if we only acknowlege that the box does not need exist, or that we don’t even have to go outside of that box to take a peek at what this teeny-tiny window of possibilities can offer, then we can calmly watch everything unfold... right before our very eyes. How many times have we uttered these words about our friends? “If only they’d realize that they’re perfect for each other, then they will finally be able to stop blogging all those words of melancholy that just affects us, then they will stop talking about each other behind each other’s backs with the look that says, ‘Why can’t he/she see me the way I say him/her?”

We see it happen daily, the girl talks about the guy, with reservations, because well, they’re just friends… the guy is in love with someone else, or he just isn’t being clear about what he feels for her. We have spent hours, days, months and a lot of fucking years discussing and trying to figure out, WHERE HAVE WE GONE WRONG? I know where… you waited. And of course, the guy, he doesn’t talk about the girl with his friends, he’s worse, he spends a lot of time with the girl... flirts with her a bit, once in a while, he would be really sweet and then he takes it away by not showing up in one of those “casual dates” that they “casually” set. It all turns sour and uhmm, the guy just doesn’t know why. I KNOW WHY… You waited too. Then the guy and the girl goes on with the same old dance, they hang out, they continue to be friends, and at the back of their minds they know. They CAN’T NOT KNOW.

Men and women act stupid ALL THE TIME. That is just how life goes. If only, instead of waiting, they smiled and said,” I WANT TO BE WITH YOU.“, then things won’t be so fucked up anymore. We all know them, heck, we are them. It’s funny, really. Painfully funny. So, we laugh - the kind of laugh that tries to say it all… And smoke - like it’s the last time you can breathe and and allow yourself to free fall.

YOU KNOW what I MEAN (The Pacquiao-Hatton Fight.. err, Sleepover)

Ewan ko sa'yo Hatton, at mas malaking EWAN KO sayo MAYWEATHER Sr. You're better than Roach" YEAH, in the Ho-hum department!

Anyway, the fun part was Pacuiao's new obsession with the phrase, "I mean..." There really wasn't much to explain about what he meant, the bottomline is.. Pacquiao kicked Hatton's sorry ass if YOU KNOW what I MEAN. :p

Mayweather, please please give us a way better fight! At least reach the 3rd round or uhmm, fight or something.

Stepping-Stoners’ Act

An act to reinforce the policies of justice and fair play and establish a higher standard of protection and promotion of the welfare of selfless persons, their families and normal people in distress through the penalizing of acts of step-stoning and for other purposes.

SEC. 1. SHORT TITLE. - This act shall be known and cited as the " Stepping-stoners’ Act of 2009.”

SEC. 2. DECLARATION OF POLICIES—

(a)   The State shall promote a just and dynamic social order that will ensure the prosperity and independence of the nation and free the people from crab mentality through policies that provide adequate penal sanctions for step-stoning acts, promote full disclosure, a rising standard of living, and an improved quality of life for all. Towards this end the state shall provide adequate aid in hedging the risks of our selfless persons through the compulsion of stepping-stoners to disclose their true acts and intentions.

(b)   In pursuit of the promotion of social justice that shall include the commitment to create economic opportunities based on freedom of initiative and self-reliance, this law shall be implemented with the goal of aiding selfless and gullible persons in their subsistence, and equal opportunities.

SEC. 3. DEFINITIONS. - For purposes of this Act:

(a)  "Stepping-stoner" refers to a person who is to be engaged, is engaged or has been engaged in an undisclosed activity in a state of which he or she is able to deceive normal persons into believing that he/she is in equal footing with them with regard to preparation and knowledge.

(b)  A person "to be engaged in an undisclosed activity" refers to person who has promised or assured another and acting on such promise or assurance the other person sustains damage and/or injury.

(c)  Academic step-stoning refers to acts, whether intentional or through negligence, of another aimed to make another believe that he/she has not yet prepared for an exam/recitation when in fact, he/she has adequately prepared for such.

(d)  Non-academic step-stoning refers to acts, whether intentional or through negligence, of another aimed to make another believe that he/she has not yet prepared for any non-academic activity, when in fact, he/she has adequately prepared for such.

(e)  Stepping-stone damage refers to the injury caused by the abovementioned acts to another, as a result of misinformation.

SECTION 4. Definition – For purposes of this act, all persons are ordered to prohibit from committing step-stoning acts.

SECTION 5. Who may avail – The following are qualified to file a suit based on this act:

a)    Offended Party

b)    Spouse of the Offended Party

c)    Ascendants, Descendants and Relatives within the 2nd degree (by affinity or consanguinity)

SECTION 6. Prohibited Acts –

1.    Relaying untrue information as to how far he/she has gone in his/her review.

2.    Allowing another to believe that they are on equal footing with regard to preparation for and knowledge of a certain subject. (Intentional Step-stoning)

3.    Smoking in front of a person who is studying. This will constitute passive (negligent) stepping-stoning.

4.    Mere hanging out with a person who is studying, hanging out includes drinking, smoking, chatting, and analogous acts. (Passive)

5.    Other analogous Circumstances.

Section 7. Penal Provision -Violations of this law shall make the principal, accomplices and accessories liable for damages and may be a possible ground for the revocation of one’s certificate to have a SOCIAL LIFE, a  LOVE LIFE, and a FINANCIALLY-STABLE LIFE. This is a non-bailable offense.

Sec. 8. Separability Clause. — If any provision of this Act is declared unconstitutional, this law does not care.

Sec. 9. Applicability of Laws. — The provisions of other laws, insofar as they are applicable and not in conflict with any provision of this Act, shall apply to persons affected pursuant to this Act.

Sec. 10. Effectivity Clause. — This Act shall take effect RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW.

(sgd.)
EUNICE MONSOD

Sec Reg Maniipulative Devices for Dummies

1.Painting the tape - The illegal practice in which traders buy and sell a specific security among themselves, creating the illusion of high trading volume and significant investor interest, which can attract unsuspecting investors who might then buy the stock and enable the traders to profit.

Use in a sentence: Pare, bakit kayo-kayo lang ang nagliligawan? Painting the tape yan a!

2. Marking the close: Buying right before closing of market

Use in a sentence: Si Ipe, fuma-final battle, grabe, MARKING THE CLOSE!

3. Hype and dump: talking up the price of stock by using false or exaggerated reports, rumors, brokers’ recommendations, etc. ..

Use in a sentence: Di nga, ginawa nya un? Exag naman yang story mo, HYPING and DUMPING!

4. Squeezing the float: A rapid increase in the price of a stock that occurs when there is a lack of supply and an excess of demand for the stock.

Use in a sentence: Ces, crush ko na yata si _____. Konti lang kasi ang supply ng lalaki e, squeezing the float na'to!

5. Boiler room operations:The term boiler room in business refers to a centre of criminal activity where financial products, particularly stock, are sold by telephone. The targets of organisations using boiler rooms are often subject to unfair, pressured, and dishonest sales tactics. Whilst some boiler rooms specialise in stock fraud, most sell penny stock or shares in companies which have yet to float on a stock exchange, misrepresenting it as more valuable than it actually is.

Use in a sentence: Ang love (pwede rin law school) ay parang boiler room operations, unfair, pressured and dishonest.

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Wala na kinalaman sa SEC REG:

Kate: Ang COMM ay parang ROCK... HARD
Euns: Pag nagsasagot ako ng exam, para akong LOVE... BLIND.

POWER ____!

Dahil ang buhay ko talaga ay parang isang malaking komedya. Kailangan magkalituhan na talaga sa isang gabi na ang hiniling ko lang naman ay maging masaya, uminom at makipagkwentuhan.

Fun naman e, Pero feeling ko isa akong hollywood star na may mga kasamang paparazzi sa paligid. haha. i love you guys pero next time sana mas discreet ng konti. Weird e. Lalo na kung ang drama natin ay "when it rains, it pours!" Dapat talaga sabay-sabay na, di pwede mag-focus sa isa lang?

Para naman sa POWER KISS na un. Kamusta naman diba? In fairness, may intensity talaga.

SO, medyo binalikan ko ang desciption sa isang Type 7 sa Enneagram at talaga naman swak na swak lang...

Type Seven in Brief



Sevens are extroverted, optimistic, versatile, and spontaneous. Playful, high-spirited, and practical, they can also misapply their many talents, becoming over- extended, scattered, and undisciplined. They constantly seek new and exciting experiences, but can become distracted and exhausted by staying on the go. They typically have problems with impatience and impulsiveness. At their Best: they focus their talents on worthwhile goals, becoming appreciative, joyous, and satisfied.

§ BBasic Fear: Of being deprived and in pain

§ BBasic Desire: To be satisfied and content—to have their needs
fulfilled

§ E

Motivations: Want to maintain their freedom and happiness, to avoid missing out on worthwhile experiences, to keep themselves excited and occupied, to avoid and discharge pain.

The Meaning of the Arrows (in brief)

When moving in their Direction of Disintegration (stress), scattered Sevens suddenly become perfectionistic and critical at One. However, when moving in their Direction of Integration (growth), gluttonous, scattered Sevens become more focused and fascinated by life, like healthy Fives. For more information, click here.

Examples: John F. Kennedy, Benjamin Franklin, Leonard Bernstein, Leonardo DiCaprio, Kate Winslet, Elizabeth Taylor, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Steven Spielberg, Federico Fellini, Richard Feynman, Timothy Leary, Robin Williams, Jim Carey, Mike Myers, Cameron Diaz, Bette Midler, Chuck Berry, Elton John, Mick Jagger, Gianni Versace, Liza Minelli, Joan Collins, Malcolm Forbes, Noel Coward, Sarah Ferguson, Larry King, Joan Rivers, Regis Philbin, Howard Stern, John Belushi, and "Auntie Mame" (Mame).

Type Seven Overview

We have named this personality type The Enthusiast because Sevens are enthusiastic about almost everything that catches their attention. They approach life with curiosity, optimism, and a sense of adventure, like “kids in a candy store” who look at the world in wide-eyed, rapt anticipation of all the good things they are about to experience. They are bold and vivacious, pursuing what they want in life with a cheerful determination. They have a quality best described by the Yiddish word “chutzpah”—a kind of brash “nerviness.”

Although Sevens are in the Thinking Triad, this is not immediately apparent because they tend to be extremely practical and engaged in a multitude of projects at any given time. Their thinking is anticipatory: they foresee events and generate ideas “on the fly,” favoring activities that stimulate their minds—which in turn generate more things to do and think about. Sevens are not necessarily intellectual or studious by any standard definition, although they are often intelligent and can be widely read and highly verbal. Their minds move rapidly from one idea to the next, making Sevens gifted at brainstorming and synthesizing information. Sevens are exhilarated by the rush of ideas and by the pleasure of being spontaneous, preferring broad overviews and the excitement of the initial stages of the creative process to probing a single topic in depth.

Sevens are frequently endowed with quick, agile minds, and can be exceptionally fast learners. This is true both of their ability to absorb information (language, facts, and procedures) and their ability to learn new manual skills—they tend to have excellent mind-body coordination, and manual dexterity (typewriting, piano playing, tennis). All of this can combine to make a Seven into the quintessential "Renaissance person."

Ironically, Sevens' wide-ranging curiosity and ability to learn quickly can also create problems for them. Because they are able to pick up many different skills with relative ease, it becomes more difficult for them to decide what to do with themselves. As a result, they also do not always value their abilities as they would if they had to struggle to gain them. When Sevens are more balanced however, their versatility, curiosity, and ability to learn can lead them to extraordinary achievement.

The root of their problem is common to all of the types of the Thinking Triad: they are out of touch with the inner guidance and support of their Essential nature. As with Fives and Sixes, this creates a deep anxiety in Sevens. They do not feel that they know what to do or how to make choices that will be beneficial to themselves and others. Sevens cope with this anxiety in two ways. First, they try to keep their minds busy all of the time. As long as Sevens can keep their minds occupied, especially with projects and positive ideas for the future, they can, to some extent, keep anxiety and negative feelings out of conscious awareness. Likewise, since their thinking is stimulated by activity, Sevens are compelled to stay on the go, moving from one experience to the next, searching for more stimulation. This is not to say that Sevens are "spinning their wheels." They generally enjoy being practical and getting things done.

Second, Sevens cope with the loss of Essential guidance by using the “trial and error” method: they try everything to make sure they know what is best. On a very deep level, Sevens do not feel that they can find what they really want in life. They therefore tend to try everything—and ultimately may even resort to anything as a substitute for what they are really looking for. (“If I can’t have what will really satisfy me, I’ll enjoy myself anyway. I’ll have all kinds of experiences—that way I will not feel bad about not getting what I really want.”)

We can see this in action even in the most trivial areas of their daily lives. Unable to decide whether he wants vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry ice cream, a Seven will want all three flavors—just to be sure that he does not miss out on the “right” choice. Having two weeks for a vacation and a desire to visit Europe brings a similar quandary. Which countries and cities to visit? Which sites to see? The Seven’s way of dealing with this will be to cram as many different countries, cities, and attractions into his vacation as possible. While they are scrambling after exciting experiences, the real object of their heart’s desire (their personal Rosebud, as it were) may be so deeply buried in their unconscious that they are never really aware of precisely what it is.

Furthermore, as Sevens speed up their pursuit of whatever seems to offer freedom and satisfaction, they tend to make worse choices, and they are less able to be satisfied because everything is experienced indirectly, through the dense filter of their fast-paced mental activity. The result is that Sevens end up anxious, frustrated, and enraged, with fewer resources available to them physically, emotionally, or financially. They may end up ruining their health, their relationships, and their finances in their search for happiness.

On the positive side, however, Sevens are extremely optimistic people—exuberant and upbeat. They are endowed with abundant vitality and a desire to fully participate in their lives each day. They are naturally cheerful and good humored, not taking themselves too seriously, or anything else for that matter. As we have seen, the Basic Desire of Sevens is to be satisfied, happy, and fulfilled, and when they are balanced within themselves, their joy and enthusiasm for life naturally affect everyone around them. They remind us of the pure pleasure of existence—the greatest gift of all.

Patawa Nanaman

On Company Closure

Prof: What if for example, one morning, you wake up and feel the urge to just close the company? Can you do that?

Stude1: No sir.

Prof: What do you call that?

Euns: insanity

Ana: Extreme laziness.

Euns: Falling out of love.

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Prof: How will you write your termination letter due to retrenchment?

Cindy: Greetings! (goes on…)

Euns: it’s not you it’s me

Leah's Words of WIsdom

"Kung gusto mong humanap ng true love,wag kang sumali sa The Bachelor!"
"Kung gusto mong magdaldal, pumasok ka ng maaga."
Lastly pinakarelevant.
"Kasi naman kung gusto nyo magpabili sabihin nyo agad."

Ana's Compilation

Aubs: Nasan si Boss Ces?

Ana: Ayun, inaakit pa ni Carlo.

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Ana: Sasama kaya si ______?

Euns: Bakit di mo isama si Carlo

Ana: Ayoko baka ma-awkward kami.

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25 Random Things (joining the bandwagon)

1. I was Little Miss Anito (don’t even ask), Little Miss SM, but I wasn’t allowed to join Little Miss Philippines…My parents convinced me to not embark on a journey in show business by bribing me with two Nintendo Family Computer Games, Popeye and Donkey Kong Jr.

2. My childhood sweetheart is the kid in the 500 peso bill, giving flowers to the soldiers. He went to the seminary, went out and didn’t go to my 18^th birthday. He claimed to have courted me back when everyone was crushing on him (grade 4) but I only found out in college. I got angry because I could’ve had bragging rights if I had known that we were hanging out after choir practice because he was into me. When I was in nursery I had a love team whom I only remember now as the classmate I used to call Shaider.

3. I was first honor from Kinder 1 to 4^th year high school. Perfect attendance from Kinder 1 to fourth year high school except in kinder 2 (had chicken pox) and grade 1 (little miss SM). My achievements substantially decreases as I grow older.

4. I used to bully my playmates into playing Office-officean instead of bahay-bahayan. I stopped playing Chinese Garter in Grade 4 because I started growing breasts.

5. I joined Center for Pop Music Philippines when I was in high school, Performance Artists’ Circle in college. And is planning to join PBB Celebrity Edition while waiting for the 2009 Bar Results.

6. I was a choir member, dated a choir member and was in love with a choir member. Trauma ito.

7. Ironically, i have really low self esteem. I rejected a lot of good guys because I couldn’t bear the thought of people asking why he’s dating me. I see my crushes as men who are out of my league. That’s why I get disheartened when I find out that they like me pala.

8. I love being alone. I don’t like big groups. I feel more productive alone. I do things in my own time, through my own way and I don’t like asking for help.

9. I cry at the silliest of moments. Cannot fake crying when needed (i.e. plays).

10. I dated a warlock. And a stalker. And a creep. And a loose shirt-wearing guy. And a bisexual. And another bisexual. And A lot of artists. And an artista. Oh, and my bestfriend. A lot of other frogs. I am an official freak magnet. Liban lang kay Boyps. Hehe.

11. Bea Alonzo was my schoolmate. We used to be in a dance group together. My friend, Ivee beat her in a beauty pageant. Haha. But she’s a nice girl. Sitti Navarro was my schoolmate too. I used to be more popular. Kidding Sitti. Hehe

12. I cried in my junior prom. I cried in my senior prom.

13. I hate flats. I love stilettos. I hate jeans because I don’t fit in them nicely. I used to be really baduy with my hiphop clothes, bad hair highlights and staple cap . Now I’m just a little baduy.

14. I’ve never been thin my whole life. I blame it on my really slow metabolism. In short, di ako matakaw. When I was in grade school, I always get the “kinakain mo yata ang pagkain ng mga kapatid mo” joke because both of them, despite their really big appetite, are skinny.

15. I love watching movies and tv shows, pause them and take down quotable quotes. I love FACE OFF. My Bestfriend’s Wedding never fails to make me cry, every single time.

16. When I’m in class, I write things that are bloggable.

17. I like everyone, even those who have hurt me. I never get angry.

18. I am very spiritual. i go to mass every Sunday. I pray all the time. I feel bad when I see old people begging for money.

19. I am scheming. All my crushes become my friends because I want them to be. I ignore my crushes intentionally when I see them in parties and loooove to tease them to other women. Projection kung projection.

20. My first dream was to be a ballerina, then I realized that I’m fat, then I wanted to be a newscaster but feared that I might be required to go to dangerous assignments. So, I decided to be a lawyer. I was in grade three when I decided to be in the legal profession.

21. I took Economics because I thought it was all about supply and demand. Nobody warned me that it will be 4 years of calculus. The only college entrance exam I took was the UPCAT. I didn’t go to the UST exam because I didn’t want to miss class. (refer to perfect attendance item)

22. I only said I love you to a guy twice in my whole life. The first one was the biggest disaster. (refer to Proposal letter blog entry)

23. I only asked a guy to go out with me twice. The first one was, again, a total disaster. The second one was a mystery. I never had sex in my life. Not even close to having sex. I am very conservative, contrary to popular belief.

24. I only pay 50 pesos for my haircut. I cut my own bangs. I tweeze my own brows, I wax my upper liphair, I do my own manicure and pedicure. Kasi wala akong pera.

25. always have issues during exams. So….. the bar exam will be a really big challenge. Mejo High maintenance ako pero , I love guys who can “Maintain me.”

You know you're fat when...

... someone who chooses to hide in the multiply id chubbychaser visits your multiply site..

Lord naman e.

ACP Hiphop Abs feat. Eunice : A Disclaimer

Ok, this i gotta do to save people from the disappointment that they'll eventually feel for having too much faith in me.

I am not the "instructor". I can never be. Kung alam nyo lang na nilalagnat ako everytime may attempt ako na mag sit-ups. Haha.

So, what's the real story? Ganito kasi.. One lazy morning, Reg texted me to ask if I can head the Hiphop abs ACP. I was kinda dumbfounded kasi nga. (See reason in the preceding paragraph. Then I got a follow up text from B. Nicka. I seriously said, I can't because of the following valid reasons:

1. I have never done any hiphop ab exercise.
2. I am not credible. (Have you seen me lately? Do i have great abs? I have no pack, unless you are willing to consider the layers of fat that I have.)
3. Nakakatawa.

So i replied and suggested Rimo. They both agreed that it's a great idea. I said, if kailangan ng tao, dadating ako.

Lo and behold. I am in the ACP Manual. I am the "our very own Eunice Monsod" that shall head the ACP feat. hiphop abs. THe horror of being the subject of tons of ridicule immediately surface. Got text messages and lots of promises if only to see me lead the way to great abs.

So there. I will still be there. BUT PLEASE, let's not get our hopes too high,.

I really thank the people who believe in me, ang love talaga ay blind. Trust and faith overflows.
BUt if there's anything I can promise, it's that we'll have lots of fun and well, we're gonna sweat it out, literally and figuratively..

Salamat David Tan. Salamat Dial at Gea. Salamat Lord.

Ang Sabi ni Carlo...

.... nang sinabi ko na may boyfriend na ako.
"parang Mortal Kombat..... Fuma-FINAL BATTLE ka ah!"
Winner,