Copy Paste Syndrome

A few nights ago, I had a good chat with my bestfriend, and we deliberately discussed about things, about our reality, especially our frustrations in life. As the night went on, we may have not realized it but we’ve shared different stories from different perspectives, and at the same time we’ve given each other advices to complement the feelings that we were dwelling on that very moment. We are able to impart wisdom, words of which we cannot think of, didn’t want to think of, or we already thought of but cannot accept. What’s my point then?

Many of us don’t realize that we are already being controlled by the social network. The Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, etc., has made people think everything they need to know is in here, and that everything they could think of, and/or relate to is around the posts and quotes and status of random people. Now as I scroll down my news feed, I started to see its really happening. A lot of us post many sayings, quotes, and deep thoughts and whatnot by certain individuals or organizations who has made a “name” around through history and advertising or social promotions. Mandela, Shakespeare, Bob Marley, locals like Ninoy, Marcos, Rizal, Bob Ong, Marcelo etc., meron pang mga quotes na sinabi daw ng mga bagay tulad ng pader, lapis, utot, butiki at marami pang iba.. What we don’t see is that those eargasm words and phrases are commercially merchandised to us-the consumers who always seek for inspirations, advices, or/and even attention.

I say we shouldn’t live by all those wise words that we get from the internet. What we need to admire are the words that truly relate to us even by a fraction of our lives – words from the people we care about, those who know who we are and what we need. Wisdom from a loved one surely weights ten folds more than those advertised sentences.

Whenever we encounter a problem, it has become easy for us to relate it to posts and quotes we see online. But the social media has fooled us to believe that we don’t need a real person in front of us to reaffirm or get the piece of wisdom that we need. The reason why we have our families and friends can’t be replaced by the existence of an artificial/virtual social site. Sharing experiences is still the key, our own wisdom should either come from inside or from the people we share our emotions and insights to. And it’s always easier in every aspect; to hear, to believe, and to live by those words, words that came from the mouth of someone who truly cares.

Btw, this is a status update.

Summer 2014 Roadtrip

Month of June is about to come, pasukan na naman ng mga estudyante, marami na naman ikakasal, at higit sa lahat, parating na ang tag-ulan - Summer's almost over. Summer, and who doesn't want to spend atleast a day out in the sun while swimming on the beach during summer? Who doesn't want to post photos of themselves wearing bora shorts or swimsuit to go along the trend!? haha. Nawawalan na ko ng pag-asa na magkakaroon pa ako ng Summer outing dahil sa dami ng mga planong napostpone, haha. Luckily though, one plan has materialized, our Roadtrip going to Ternate Cavite.

First off, we left early in the morning from Pasay, we are five people with 3 motorcycles, its actually my first time to travel that far only via motorcycle and I'm kind of excited. We already expected that its gonna be a long drive, estimated 3 hours via Google Map. We started off with a smooth urban ride, passing through manila's busy and smog-filled streets. As soon as we get past manila and reached Cavite, the atmosphere has drastically changed. From the air we breathe, to the scenery that we feast our eyes on. The messy, cluttered, noisy and populated environment turned into luscious green, fresh, peaceful and nature-themed one. Ramdam mo ang outing at Summer pag ganito diba? Yung pakiramdam na alam mong wala ka sa Manila :)

We passed through Imus, Dasmariñas, Trece Martires, and Naic Cavite before we reached Ternate, we took a stopover at Maragondon to eat Lugaw and Goto for breakfast. At Ternate we experienced a thrilling mountain side ride, its like we're going to Baguio because of the curved/zigzag road. It was a hell of a fun ride in all.. We were excited to reach the beach though I could say that the entire roadtrip was enough to quench my thirst of a summer outing! 

It was already past 9am when we reached the entrance gate of the beach inside the Marine Base at Ternate. There are a lot of people that day, we could see large groups of people and families in line in front of the gate, its a sign that the beach is definitely full packed. And it really was full since there was no tables nor cottages left for us to rent, we were forced to build our own fortress to stay along side the beach for our food and bags. Its like we were informal settlers/squatters in there, hehe. But We didnt mind since we're all men and we came there for the fun and the beach and not to relax and sleep. 

The beach is where another set of different fun has happened. One of us didn't know that the sea is salty for 29 years of his entire life! He only found out that very moment when he dived into the beach. Hilarious! We had so much fun throughout our stay that we didn't mind the heat of the sun. Well, one lesson learned; Sunblock really is a must even for men! I didnt imagine I'll get severe sunburns on my back after that day.. :P One more thing, this beach is not recommended if you just want to look for women in two piece bikinis. Obviously its a public beach inside the vicinity of a Marine Base, what would you expect? You should go to private resorts like Puerto Azul if you want to see a bunch of boobies and legs.. haha, though this place is recommended for friends, barkadas, families and company outings.

 All in all? its was a fun-packed summer for us. We already planned our next roadtrip and hopefully we'll be more than 5 people and more than 3 motorcycles heading for some adventure!

Amend

Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don't even recognize that the change is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or unto someone who can explain it to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it sees to break out of its shell on its way on becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant.

But what is more unpleasant is the not knowing what is really happening, forgetting that the very shell that we're breaking was once part of us, that for long it has been our home that covers, protects and hones us into becoming someone; not knowing that we are losing ourselves because of excitement, that just because we found a new light we become insensitive of the things that we will break around us in the process.

We have to live with our mistakes, but we don't have to regret them. Regret our actions but never regret the consequences. We all make our own paths in life. Everyone we meet, everything we do, it changes us. It makes us who we are. And if we're lucky, we're given the chance to make things right again. But that doesn't mean we could deny our past to justify our mistakes. Because we have learnt lessons from all our experiences, no matter how good, bad, or crazy it was.

Its scary to find someone that makes you happy. You start giving them all your attention because they're what you thought might make you forget all bad that's going on in your life. They become the first person you want to talk to so you can start and end your day with a smile. It all sounds great to have that someone, good for you, yet scary for the people who are losing you, who has lost you; to the people you have started taking for granted; how easily it is for you to take your happiness and forget that for once, there's that someone who has filled up your emptiness.

If you leave someone at least say goodbye, because what's more painful than being abandoned; is knowing you're not worth a piece of farewell

Prohibi†ed