careLess wHispER.

careLess wHispER.
Point Ai! Point!

While doing the dishes, moments ago; I was amazed how the public had placed so much mockery and inappropriate attention to the Katrina-Hayden scandal; then the radio I was tuned into played the ever controversial “Careless Whisper”. What a pathetic joke life could sometimes be.

Earlier this morning I was lazing around with the TV on, Ruffa and Ai was on air and the opening was quite cute, that’s why I stayed at the channel for a while. I was not expecting it, but Ai gave a point so valid today, that even I was stunned. There’s a portion in the show when the hosts, guest and even the audiences have to “shout” a certain “thought” for the day.

Guess what Ai’s was…

She shouted that the “Power of sadness and frustration is getting into me”. The reason; she is too annoyed of the on going overly due media exposure of the scandal and the seemingly inappropriate attention the medical board, the congress (of all sectors!) and the society as a whole is giving the aforementioned! Point, Ai, point! She’s good!

Indeed, it did not register to me until the damned song aired.

I have been openly uttering by regrets of how Bong Revilla is making a “grand stand” over the controversy and I have been too vocal of my dismay, when, even the congress agreed to waste precious time on the “hearing” of the case. Well take this from a Legal Management student; the ongoing hearing will not really put justice to the mishap, the thing is, whenever a hearing is done by the congress, its aim is to gather facts alone, to aid in the creation of laws but justice will surely not apply since the authority is vested not in this house, not in congress, for Christ sake! What is happening is that the fame the scandal had gathered; becomes too attractive to people with certain interests that obviously are obvious. I just hope Katrina realizes this, that in truth and in fact, she’s putting her self in great mockery under the disguised motives of certain individuals.

Ai did make a great point; in truth, there are a lot of controversies that should really be given the right attention but is not being. To mention a few, how much to you know about the Villar controversy ( this is worth millions of taxpayers’ funds, for Christ sake, but is seemingly overclouded by the lust worth of Katrina and Hayden)? Are you also aware of the on going concerns that the Commission on Elections have over the 2010 election especially over the machines and parallel laws?

Quite a pity for the Filipino people… (sigh)

The thing is, personally, the controversy sucks already; I believe as Ai does. We must move on and let the proper authority handle this scandal. Isn’t it more worth it if we focus on more important things? Say, the concerns now about the opening of classes in public schools. Aren’t you surprised of hearing same news about schools every time classes resume? Duh! the thing is that because it was not at all solved the previous year, because the right authority trusted the power to alleviate this problems is busy making a ‘grand stand’ over a pathetic case of lust and sex and infidelity. ( ay ano na tayo! )

I have great hopes for the Filipino people, we all do, right?

So maybe let’s start. No matter how minute as long as the initiative is there; it’s a start.
I personally am guilty of over attending to the controversy, but at least Miss Ai’s points made me realize some things.

Speaking of starting, may I take this venue to promote Ako Mismo; and the program Ateneo de Naga through the Institute of Politics in cooperation with my new found organization, Remontados is launching in line with the upcoming elections entitled TASK FORCE 2010.

Maybe its time that we take charge guys, I myself, am young and still learning as you are; but that should not hinder us to know the difference between an educated shouts from careless whispers…

Careless whispers. Ironic, pathetic in nature and are but mockeries of life.
Let’s not to it guys…

I like the sound of educated shouts. Iconic, sympathetic in nature and are but appreciation of life.

‘di ba? mas nagandang pakinggang.

tata!

i wanna wake up with AMNESIA

I wanna wake up with amnesia; I wanna fly and flip out.

I simply am caught up with so many things now, I wanna forget.

I wanna go somewhere, I wanna run and scream!

Wouldn’t it be nice waking up with amnesia; wake up with strangers who would say they’re your family, your friends; that they are the ones that love you? It’s rarely said if you wake up with your right mind, isn’t it?

Wouldn’t it be fun waking up with amnesia and explore the places you’ve been, discover things that you have long discovered. Would it not be fun being innocent again, I think it’ll be fun waking up curious like a child, clueless of what the world is, innocent of the color, melody, beauty; pain, ironies, tears of the world.

It’s fun to wake up to a world anew.

Isn’t it magical waking up with amnesia and finding love? Isn’t it magical escaping from your insecurities and feeling complete… ready to be loved. I bet love would come easy; no standards, no biases, no fears… just love.

I wanna wake up with amnesia…

and escape.

forget about the upcoming finals…

forget that my papa’s in the hospital…

forget that I might loose my scholarship…

forget that I’m torn between friendship and a truth…

forget that I have responsibilities…

forget that no one’s waiting home for me…

forget that I have my insecurities…

forget that I’m tired…

forget that my heart is bleeding…

forget that I’m slowly surrendering…

forget that I’m slowly weakening…

I wanna forget, I wanna escape, I wanna wake up with amnesia.

I wanna die without dying.

Moving on…

They say moving on is only for lovers that took separate ways… but then what should we do, the people who fell in love but never made it into a relationship. The emotions are the same… isn’t it?
Aren’t we allowed to fell hurt? Well much has been said, now I just want to write it away…

Well it all started when I met this girl, she was smart, cool and really attractive in her very own ways. She was my friend… just a friend. Until this damn emotion started creeping into me. I tried to hide it but then it even gained more weight, so did the momentum. I started to state my emotions… yet implied. It work not that’s why even under my pissed courage I tried then to tell her… word for every thought; I poured everything that my heart feels. I thought things were getting better. The flowers I sent her were kept, the get togethers became more frequent and even the one on one talks frequented too. She even at one night asked me to take her on a bike ride around the metro, my scooter embraced the cold winds as carefully granted her request. That bike ride under the beauty of the night melted my heart. All of these I thought were leading towards something, something great and wonderful…
But I was wrong.

It was days before her birthday that she told me, brent hindi ko kayang ibigay yung kaya mong ibigay sakin, it was followed by a sorry. A friend… that’s what I was to her all those time. Friends. Wow, all those stuff ends in that? Well I should have realized that that moment but then it only came to me that it’s really not leading to something during a night out. I was with two companions, one a good friend of mine, the other, his friend a constant acquaintance during that summer. I believe I have seen him in Ateneo many times before that’s why I was confident making friends with him. He was nice and to admit realty cute and manly. I never thought his charms had owned my friend. It hurt a lot discovering something like that over shots of liquor. After that do you know what I did? I sent her all the text messages that she had sent me… all and every single message. But of course I was under the powers of alcohol then, so the next morning I texted her I was sorry and that it was all not meant. Days passed and I never heard anything from her until one day she texted me a quote saying that drunk persons speak what’s really at the back of their minds. Then I was forgiven….
The story does not end there, now we still meet, Ateneo de Naga is such a small place that we really can’t avoid bumping at each other at times. But I have to admit… we are no longer friends, we are not enemies either. It’s just that the friendship isn’t anymore like the way it used to be. I miss that badly. I just wish we can hang around at times or talk under the batibot or walk through the centro and eat ice creams at the mall. Or maybe simply be in love again with each other… as friends.