Head-Case

Oedipus is supposed to be this incestuous, vengeful, arrogant, ignorant, wise King and somehow it just doesn't add up! Can anyone tell me what I'm missing here?

What was the 29th? I think it was a Sunday. Oh ya, now I remember... Wanted, U.I. LOL!
It's been almost a week since then... looks like I'm getting into the groove of writing my entries on a consistent basis.

My 'uncle' is here for the weekend. He's leaving for the province tonight. Gotta spend some time with the poor bastard. But I love him anyways, he's a mate. I think he's still looking for some souvenirs for his wifey and kiddo and maybe some other stuff for his mom and pops... love those guys, they always treat you as one of their own.

History has shown that the Filipino people treat their guests as though they were a part of their family and this is a well-known fact that supports their hospitable nature, to a point it's almost a fault. Let it be known though that their kindness and generosity should not be taken for granted as there will be dire consequences if it is so.

I'm hankering for a stick but I'll have to keep my train on track.

Pablo Neruda is one heck of a poet! Can you imagine how many ways someone can describe love? How deep someone can describe it? I think not everyone can attest to the idea that love is much more than a feeling, a promise, a moment; not everyone can grasp the fathoms of love that fill the human void for longing and need. Then again, love may be an illusion conceptualised to put a perfumed scent on the primal drive that is instinctively innate in our nature... it's up to you to decide but we all have to admit, the need is there and the need has to be fulfilled.

I'm gonna be using the photo lab this coming friday!! Woohoo!!! Finally, some fun (besides taking pics, of course) and once again, I am so so so sorry for not being able to post pics of my life here. Although I'm really curious as to the readership of this blog... well, what can I say? I live in my own world where the window I look at is myself.

What else am I gonna do with the few minutes I have left? Calvin's online and chatting with me at the mo, Diana just left for lunch and I am feeling a little peckish to say the least. Might hit up Divisoria or Quiapo with my 'uncle'... for technical purposes, I'll let him be known as that.

Ciao.

Arrivals and Departures

Grand pops is in town. Just flew in over the week and I'm still guessing it's for good. Good so, he's been away for a while now and everyone's missing him much. 84 years young and still going strong - that's my grandfather.

Sitting down with him over a coffee and a slice of chiffon cake, I'm given a brief glimpse of what the world was like when he was around during the World Wars and Martial Law. His memories are almost as fresh as the day it happened. It's amazing how someone can recall so many details; names, places, events, quotes... kinda makes you wonder how much can a person's mind really store throughout his/her entire lifespan. For you forgetful bums, take fuckin note!

I'm slightly inebriated after watching Wanted... literally and visually! 2 cans of Red Horse Strong Beer and a visually visceral visage of violence and voracious veximilitude (made that up) can only be taken in so much. I think it's not out yet but I'm gonna spoil it for you dudes... Angelina Jolie dies!!! Not before you're given a good glimpse of her (or the stand-in's) rear-end view :D good times!

My cousin sister's sweet sixteen just passed by yesterday. I got her an Irvine Welsh mind-fuck book titled "If you liked school... you'll love work." Messes with your mind from the title on... I don't know what's it really about but if it's Irvine Welsh (ref. Trainspotting), it's bound to be a good read. Happy 16th sis! Now here comes the fun part of life in trickles... hehe.

I'm up to my neck in readings but it's all good considering my lit teacher's have got totally opposing opinions about the idea of lit. One's a male idealist in his early 30s and the other's a female liberalist who looks like the lobbyist of both Burger King and McDonalds put together! Photography is slowly taking shape in weeks... not shots and school's been good so far.

It's funny how much a little issue such as reading or the idea of authority can blow up to immense argumentative proportions (as I'm proving to be true right now). Why can't people just accept the fact that we live in a world, and age where choices are no longer determined by the satisfying end, but by the complex economics of political and socio-pathological need to satisfy? Did that make sense? I dunno but who gives a shit? Rising oil prices, natural disasters left-right-center, political instabilities, social abnormalities... who can ignore the fact that the world is shrinking day by day and we're all tadpoles caught in the middle of it all? It's disturbing to say the least... there's no such thing as absolute freedom anymore. I think I'll pack it all up and become a monk... wait, isn't there some socio-political religious hoo-hah going on in Tibet? Dammit! Can't a man get a break for a few minutes in his little sane island?!?!?!?!

Let this be a lesson to anyone who thinks freedom and independance is bestowed... there's no such fucking thing! We all have to live according to the rule of survival and that's the motherfucking truth! Fuck it... I'll just have another cold one and watch as the world fucks itself on its own... I need a stick.