this is what i realized last wednesday… that sometimes, those ‘big deal’ sacrifices are totally meaningless to some people. now i think of all the things i’ve done that i thought were *something* but may end up meaning nothing at all…
i’ve been extending the life of most of the stuff i own. well, simply because i can’t afford to replace them. having to struggle with them, inventing ingenious ways to repair and breathe new/more life into them, now it all seems futile. why?
because in the end, you’ll still replace them anyway. you’ll spend money and that’s the bottom-line. you really don’t ‘save money’. you just delay spending it. that’s what other people think anyway.
maybe i’m doing it wrong. maybe trying to salvage something doesn’t mean anything. it might be time to change my mind again.
yes, dahil feeling ko pinagkanulo ako ng Uber. gumawa-gawa pa ako ng post dahil sa maganda nilang serbisyo tapos after 4 years, ganito na lang? iiwan na lang ako? may pa-anniversary-anniversary gimik ka pa sa email na “Woohoo! 4 years na tayo!” tapos in the end, iiwan mo din pala ako.
why does it really feel like a breakup story?!
maybe it’s because i’ve experienced such great service and then i was hoping that this is what the future of cab commuting will be like: no choosy drivers, request from your phone and wait for his arrival. yes, Grab is an upgrade to the usual taxi but they are still able to choose passengers based on their drop-off location and (based on my experience during 1-month suspension of Uber), they force passengers to cancel their booked rides. also, Grab isn’t as customer-oriented. a complaint on Uber would almost immediately have them email you and ask about your unpleasant experience. with Grab on the other hand (based on my officemates’ stories), you’d be lucky to get a reply in a week!
So now, andito na nga tayo. I can still use Uber daw when I travel abroad where Uber is available. cheap, efficient public transport is available where i often visit. di ko kailangan Uber doon. besides, i don’t travel that much. i need Uber HERE. IN MANILA. BECAUSE REGULAR CABS ARE HELL (save for some great companies).
nadine lustre won the poll for the 100 sexiest women by FHM. and recently, news came out that she and james reid are living together. (and doon ko lang nalaman ang “cohabitation” na term. :P)
marami nag-react negatively to the interview trying to confirm it with her. her reason for living-in together? “it’s 2017… it’s normal na. come on guys.”
WHAT. THE. FRACK.
and then i’m reminded of the classic line in every mother’s litany of things to say when their child is not in good company: “if your friends jump of a cliff, would you jump too?”
if that’s all the reasoning you’ve got, Nadine, you’re not so sexy after all. come up with a better reason. perhaps answer these points raised on PinayVoices.
a second article came out today saying that it’s none of our business if they live together or not. they’re not harming anyone.
maybe dahil artista sila, they have a certain influence on people? like a younger generation? contrast this with AlDub’s “tamang panahon” theme a few months ago.
“it’s 2017 na. come on guys.”
2016 has just been battering all of us. “us” meaning filipinos in general. whether you’re part of the ’16 million’ or a ‘yellowtard’, 2016 has hit us hard. and my fearless forecast is that it won’t let up into 2017. and i’m speaking to myself on a personal level.
so for 2017, i’m telling myself to be brave… be brave to stand my ground, be brave to try something new, be brave to accept things i can’t change. it may apply to you too (see? puwede nako sumulat ng horoscope column. kung kaya ni Mocha, kaya ko din!!! HAHAHAHA!)
seriously though, 9 days through the year, it’s already been tough. but i have to be brave. take the punches for now. maybe when patience has run out, or the grace of temperance gives out, it could be the beginning of a different year.
of course, here’s the political commentary of a pseudo-political analyst again on the internetz: good sentiment, wrong execution.
i hope this resignation came from the ‘media’ team and not her personally. i get it. i mean i understand why you would be upset if people asked you to not join the meetings anymore. but being dramatic about it, crying out “huhuhu!” in public just wasn’t to my liking.
the ‘break-up’ text was definitely douchey. pero having it all over social media was… a bit tacky. also, the official statement regarding the plan to “steal the Vice-Presidency” was very, very inappropriate imho. sana yung pag-resign na lang ang na-cover sa statement. medyo nakaka-irita yung ganung dating na, “oh look, i’m being oppressed!” i thought she could have done better.
then again, there’s the counter-argument: if we don’t warn them now, it could happen just like *that* and the Marcoses will be back in power once more. which i will not consider to be just a hunch. i mean they’ve been successful in launching a campaign for Bong Bong for the VP, filed a protest, and successfully had Marcos Sr. “honored” at the LNMB. what else could be next but to snatch the VP post?
i entertain myself with conspiracy theories but always take them to be more fiction than fact. but these things, these events… they’re too coincidental and all too familiar of the workings of a Marcos. and i hate it.
how could the VP have warned us in a more appropriate way? i don’t know. but all i feel is that her resignation ‘letter’ wasn’t the right place for it.
it’s being dubbed as “Black Friday” coinciding with the traditional black friday in the US. However, it’s a different kind of black friday in the philippines.
yes, i’m anti-Marcos. but at the same time, i’m keeping my ears open to those who want Marcos buried at LNMB.
may have decided that the supreme court could have been a beacon of light for this kind of dilemma. that it has failed the people of the country and the countless victims of martial law.
i, on the other hand, am not too quick to draw that conclusion. i still (begrudgingly) agree with the decision because of the reasons cited in the ponente. however, the part i cannot accept in the decision is the reasoning that Marcos is “just a human who erred”.
putting salt in boss’ coffee instead of sugar is erring like a human. putting cyanide makes you a murderer. repeating it every time the boss is replaced makes you a psychopath.
yes, TECHNICALLY, he can be buried. but is it the right thing to do?
the problem with the law, it talks of legality but not morality. what may be legal could be morally wrong e.g. slavery in days past. and it is indeed beyond the supreme court to decide what is “right” vs. what is legal.
what i really want now is for the president to listen to the people protesting, because it is in his hands now. perhaps if we can convince him that the healing he was hoping for only exacerbated the pain of martial law.
so that is why i wore black today. i’m not protesting the supreme court decision. i’m protesting that Tatay Digong would listen to us, and not just the elite and those to whom he is indebted to.
i’ve been watching a lot of philippine expat videos on youtube a couple of months back and have come across Ned and Michelle at MyPhilippineDreams.com where Ned does these little videos on Philippine Psychology and he briefly discussed “Bahala Na” in their latest one.
and indeed, there are two sides to it: one of fatalism and the other of apathy.
nakaka-walang gana to do anything. so you might as well just do whatever and wait and see what the outcome is.
there’s no longer anything to drive or inspire you. “whatever will be will be” as the song goes. you just sort of give up and just try to float.
i guess that this is because of a number of things happening simultaneously, again, in my life where i’m overwhelmed. it’s like drowning in a very turbid ocean, waves coming in. each and every time you try to swim, put your head above the water, barely catching another breath until the next wave pummels you and sends you underwater again. i just can’t get a break!
so now, i’m giving up paddling, i’m giving up treading, i’m giving up struggling. i’ll just try to float and see where this ocean sends me. either i survive it or drown.