Inuman, anyone?

Yesterday at 4pm while hallucinating at the office (hahaha, just had nothing to do then) i received a group message coming from Harry asking for a drinking spree. Hmmm here he is again, i bet its again about the cupid's world. Hahay gugma na jud na bay.

So there we go, we set a date later in the evening for a shot the world of liquors. Hmmm coming from the office I went straight to UM bolton and fetched him up. Clad in a stripe shirt with the usual backpack bag. He look stunningly great with the way he carries himself but the smile failed to hide the sorrow that those eyes held. He really was having a different aura, though still jolly he is not the same Harry that i knew and have shared the nights with in the past.

Twas only past six when we headed ourselves to Ilustre area looking for a perfect place to drain the bottles of beer. Since Pidoks was still bright as a morning sun, we decided to have our drinking session at shop and store where dimly lit place outside could be our domain of heartaches and misfortunes.

Bottles of redhorse were there witnessing two mortals as they tried to open up the burden deep within. And yes! my hunch is right. Its the effing love thingy that created that unusual sadness on his loving eyes.

We tried to lighten up the mood but we failed, those laughters served as a camouflage of the hurtings deep within. He is in love again. And again he is loving the wrong person. Or it could be he is loving the person at the wrong time. To add insult to the injury, the person he loved, loves someone else, and to make things worst, that someone else is part of our group! whew! Whatta complicated love triangle!

Every now and then, Harry would be looking in nothingness which i would abruptly disrupts his uncalled for emotional outburst. As bottles were down after the other, the wozzy duo were still going on fighting the emotional burden sharing in between takes the angst and pains of love. Hahay.Our nauseous state had caused to break some empty bottles which the incharge quickly called our attention and told us that we gonna pay for the damage. When asked about the amount, he told us that it cost us P3.00 per bottle, Harry then burst into a one big sinister laugh. Hmmm. with the "tatak sangre" remarks... CHIck!

Then we ended our night via a steaming hot encounter... BERI LAPS mode....

Isang inuman lang pala.... HARRY REMARKS....

Inuman, anyone?

Yesterday at 4pm while hallucinating at the office (hahaha, just had nothing to do then) i received a group message coming from Harry asking for a drinking spree. Hmmm here he is again, i bet its again about the cupid's world. Hahay gugma na jud na bay.

So there we go, we set a date later in the evening for a shot the world of liquors. Hmmm coming from the office I went straight to UM bolton and fetched him up. Clad in a stripe shirt with the usual backpack bag. He look stunningly great with the way he carries himself but the smile failed to hide the sorrow that those eyes held. He really was having a different aura, though still jolly he is not the same Harry that i knew and have shared the nights with in the past.

Twas only past six when we headed ourselves to Ilustre area looking for a perfect place to drain the bottles of beer. Since Pidoks was still bright as a morning sun, we decided to have our drinking session at shop and store where dimly lit place outside could be our domain of heartaches and misfortunes.

Bottles of redhorse were there witnessing two mortals as they tried to open up the burden deep within. And yes! my hunch is right. Its the effing love thingy that created that unusual sadness on his loving eyes.

We tried to lighten up the mood but we failed, those laughters served as a camouflage of the hurtings deep within. He is in love again. And again he is loving the wrong person. Or it could be he is loving the person at the wrong time. To add insult to the injury, the person he loved, loves someone else, and to make things worst, that someone else is part of our group! whew! Whatta complicated love triangle!

Every now and then, Harry would be looking in nothingness which i would abruptly disrupts his uncalled for emotional outburst. As bottles were down after the other, the wozzy duo were still going on fighting the emotional burden sharing in between takes the angst and pains of love. Hahay.Our nauseous state had caused to break some empty bottles which the incharge quickly called our attention and told us that we gonna pay for the damage. When asked about the amount, he told us that it cost us P3.00 per bottle, Harry then burst into a one big sinister laugh. Hmmm. with the "tatak sangre" remarks... CHIck!

Then we ended our night via a steaming hot encounter... BERI LAPS mode....

Isang inuman lang pala.... HARRY REMARKS....

TERRIBLE MISTAKE

The other night Chino called up at home asking for company. And he did went to our house to fetch me up. During our conversation, something came up unexpectedly. It was Jelson's message. It struck me a bit, but i dont know it just passed away from my mind since the night was centered on Chino, afterall he was the one asking for the company. He was in a very low esteem confidence yet brave as he is, he tried to squeeze every bit of his innermost energy to somehow keep the spirit alive to move on.

Last night, Chino forwarded to me the exact message Jelson send to him, which refers to me and here is a part of it.

".... i faced a terrible mistake of knowing him"

I just woke up from sleep when i read the message. It was around 8:00 pm where people at home were glued on the sineserye BITUING WALANG NINGNING. Without me knowing, tears flowed from my eyes. I dont know what i felt the very moment i read the message. Mixed emotions. Unexplainable. I hurriedly went to the CR so that they wont noticed me crying. Then i tried to take away in my mind the message. I took my dinner, but just the same, it echoed all over which caught me floating in the air looking far-a-distance.

AFter eating, I joined them in the sala now watching the finale episode of Sa Piling Mo, I was teary eyed again. I tried to hold on the tears, yes! the tears, which was not caused by the heartwarming scenes from the teleserye but from Jelson's message which keep on flashing into my mind.

Here, ill gonna say what i want to say, in an open letter for a "friend" whom i thought was true and sincere

Dear Jelson,

Im sorry if it was a terrible mistake for you to have known me, I never asked God for me to meet you along the way, were both victims of circumstances. Just consider me a part of your nightmare.

Its painful to know that the person whom you consider a "FRIEND" thinks that it was a terrible mistake to know me. If it is indeed a mistake, then my apology. I was just a fool to think that such angelic aura you wear, the warm accomodation when were together, and the smiles you thrown were all manifestations of a true friendship, I was terribly wrong.

My only mistake as far as i know maybe is to think that you are my friend and i have the right to at least take part in resolving a part of your problem. Kasalanan ko lang na makilala ka at maging parte ng buhay mo.

Thank you and goodluck.

Just the same, i wish you all the best.

a friend,
JayR

Self-image and Self-awareness, MAY REBIEW [sic] - pun intended

The atenista strikes again, this time perhaps rooted from the forwarded SMS message he sent to me last night which goes something like this…

DESCRIBE ME IN ONE WORD… which I replied…”SUPERFICIAL.”

NOw lets review his short erroneous “realization” blog

Here is the original unadulterated entry (of course he will be editing it by the time he reads mine)

Self-Image and Self-awareness

Do u sometimes wonder why people that you know describe you differently? Often wonder why people misjudge you? Ever felt that you are different to the ones that you know? Confusing right? I came to a realization that we have different self image that we portray to different people. That in our sobconcious mind we portray different roles to different individuals. People say that they know you but actually they dont. We act in different roles as a person. As for me I act as a student, a brother, a friend, a lover and all those stuff. All of them has an expectation from you. In order to satisfy that expectation you subconcious mind tend to make a good impression towars them. To tell you honestly you should tell people what you want them to here in order not to create conflict. Yes, i believe in freedom of expression but in the real world you should be plastic in order for you to get what you want. Yes, I may be superficial and all that but who isnt? Going back I dont know if its a fact but I thibk that the maximum limit of a person knowing another person is about 75%. You know why? Because we are very dinamic and we are subjected to change, in the way we think, act and even in our physical aspects. .... I think thats all...

just a thing to think about.

Do you really know that person? Do u really know yourself?....

He is once again murdering the universal language with this blog! Huh! What a shame for an atenean like him. There’s no such thing as SOBCONCIOUS, and so does the word DINAMIC. And how about this sentence To tell you honestly you should tell people what you want them to here in order not to create conflict What does this suppose to mean? Ah you mean HEAR? And not HERE I guess.

What a great point you have to believe that in the real world you SHOULD be plastic in order to get what you want. Now I know, coming straight from the horse’s mouth, you have acknowledged that you’re indeed superficial. Too bad. Tsk tsk.

The irony of all these things is that he entitled his blog with something like self awareness, is he aware then that he wrote badly everytime he post an entry? Is he aware of what he is talking about being plastic and all?

Now that’s something to think about each time he bragged about his being an atenean, all of them has, IT SHOULD BE HAVE, where is subject verb agreement for the atenista that he is.?

Post script:
I am not claiming perfection for i believe i had errors too, but for someone who calls my school NEVER HEARD, he should be careful of his own blogging because his school is VERY WELL KNOWN!