My Wish List :)

1.      I wanna dance.

2.      I wanna sing.

3.      I want a job where I can grow.

4.      I wanna travel the world.

5.      I wanna go to a place beautiful than what I’ve already seen.

6.      I wanna party and get wasted.

7.      I wanna kiss.

8.      I wanna build my own home.

9.      I want my mom and pop to be okay.

10.     I wanna live somewhere else.

11.     I wanna be a billionaire and help feed the hungry kids and dogs.

12.     If I can’t be number 11, I’ll just feed them in any way I can.

13.     I wanna go on a picnic at the park with a lover.

14.     I wanna go back to El Nido.

15.     I wanna drive my own car.

16.     I wanna have formal piano lessons.

17.     I wish visas were never hard to get so I can start doing number 4.

18.     A wonderfully different celebration of my birthday.

19.     I wanna play the guitar and write cheesy songs.

20.     I wanna have more friends.

Random Thoughts III - October 03, 2011

You know sometimes people dislike people.

And most if not all the time the people they hate are those exactly like them.

And they don’t even realize that, or, more like they refuse to think it is so.

I think I come to realize such when someone starts to talk how one person believes in crap, only to find out he does almost the same.

You know sometimes I’m also wondering if the life we live is about making an impression.

Of course we can live it to the fullest; of course it’s our choice to live it happily.

But tell me is life all about who does more or who did the best?

Is life all about proving yourself to the world and showing off what you have achieved?

How about us who were deprived to step on the higher pedestal? We’re happy with the little things; sometimes we even find joy in nothingness.

You know sometimes it just makes me wonder why some people live their lives in view of that, and some don’t even realize that.

You know sometimes I just ask myself a lot of questions just when I thought I knew a lot, well, I don’t after all.

And life surprises me a lot.

Sometimes it even puts me down.

And every time that happens, I’m reminded of how different I am and how small I can be in the eyes of the world.

What can I do? I’m not here to impress the world, or rather, I’m not gifted enough to compete.

But even if you don’t choose to join in, nature forces you to…in some inevitable situations.

See how ironic that is?

Even that really sucks sometimes.

Cheers.

Holiday in El Nido - October 03, 2011

So the rain is pouring, and I sit by myself, writing a journal about how good it feels to be alone sometimes.

They still enjoy swimming, with the rain on their skin, that’s so cool.

Yes, I’m watching people get soaked up in the beach some feet away from the café I’m at.

The sea is beautiful.

I love the sand too.

This is by far one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been to. Also, one of the best holiday vacations I’ve had.

But this pizza’s getting cold and the juice is getting warm.

I hear bed calling again, or is it just my head? It’s kind of spinning, and yet my inner self is so geared up to write and savor this special moment with myself.

German girls playing chess in front of me and two couple pairs sniffing on shisha right next to my table, just sharing enough smoke to me and my curious nostrils. Some elder Americans with two young Filipinas…I don’t wanna discuss on my opinion to that.

Sun is coming out again like it did every other fifteen minutes. Seems like it’s taking turns with the rain for a couple of days now.

Still, it can’t beat the beauty of a paradise I see right now. Green little broccolis sticking into a really huge, more like gigantic, rock. They look so tiny from here, though I know I’m just a little ant to it.

What am I to do when all these ends?

Yes, in four days.

In four days I’ll be waking up from a dream; in four days I’m back to reality. And sometimes reality sucks.

This vacation may have rained or shined too, like the weather, there were times it made me feel really happy and excited; and there were also times it sucked that I’d even wanna go home.

But I still like it.

It reminds me that no matter where you go or what you do, life will not always be happy. You need to get fucked up from time to time whether you like it or not, for some unavoidable reasons.

Whoa! Power.

Ah, music finally in my ears…and the frappe soothes the mood. Solidarity fills me, and even if I can’t show it in my face right now, I’m smiling. I’m smiling for the good food, good music, and good thinking mood.

But once again the rain pours. And I’m still here. If I can make a wish I’d wish for more holidays like this. And before it actually ends I hope I find a good reason to do it again.