Lazy afternoon with this song playing on the background. I wish I was a tin whistle so I could rest on Andrea’s lower lip lol. They did a great job in this cover and Jimi Hendrix is probably raping the replay button right now. Anthony Drennan, the guy on the dobro is underrated and deserve more recognition. His solo on this is one of the most sweetest melody I’ve heard. Jimi is amazed in him I’m sure. Them is one of the reason I would like to visit Ireland.
I don’t dance. It’s a phenomenon I’m very happy to observe, but I can’t possibly imagine participating. But my thoughts of you will always overwhelm my hesitations. It’s something I can’t always resist and I will give in. So, will you dance with me anyway?
Its hard to impress someone with your abilities who already has a preconceived notion that your aptitude, base on his twisted set of standards, is worthless. Its impossible to persuade that kind of bigoted person. He has a prejudice that is impregnable even to empiricism because he firmly believes his eminence is absolute and is at the center of the universe. Yours is inferior, deserve to be relegated only behind the shadows of his righteous opinions. You cannot convince him using reason and logic for he would just resort to the escapist’s “to each his own” pomposity while still looking at you as a lesser being. You will never live up to his expectations because he himself don’t even know what excellence is and doesn’t possess it either – he just think you’re not good enough.
You will never be able to prove that he is wrong, fairness shall be damned and pride must prevail. He would only care much if given the opportunity to lambaste you, else you’re irrelevant. Do whatever you want, just be sure it won’t provoke scorn from him. What’s more saddening, he is your friend who’s supposed to lift you up. To cheer for you. To encourage you. To support you. If that is how he conduct his friendship with you, its better if you reconsider everything.
Manny Pacquiao comes out of retirement and defeated WBO Welterweight champion Jessie Vargas via unanimous decision on the afternoon of November 6, Manila time.
The match was a clear testament that despite his age, Pacman can still tear through any opponent he faces. This was proven during round 2, when Pacquiao connects on a solid left that sent Vargas to the canvas to the roars of the audience on the ring side and at the presence of a prominent foe. The result of the fight, however, was decided using scores rather than the spectacularknockoutswesaw during Pacman’s prime. Overall the event is a huge crowd-pleaser; save for the lack of opponents rolling down the canvas.
And as usual right after every victory of Pacquiao, social medias are overflowing with Pinoy chauvinism:
It became an annoying phenomenon – even to Filipinos themselves – in the social media landscape ever since Pacman started executing western boxers inside the ring. Its so weird that one would find himself drowned with the flood of #ProudToBePinoy hashtags in their feeds. This exaggerated display of patriotism is a sign that Filipinos see themselves as a special people from the rest of the world and thus deserve special respect. Personally, I really despise this kind of attitude because, indirectly, it promotes racism and how it fits in on Adolf Hitler’s view of the Aryan race in the
20th century that gave birth to Nazism. As George Carlin puts it:
I wish I could spray something in the air that would dispel this jingoistic gas that blankets the social media landscape because for sure, idiots would use this to defend Pacquiao’s controversial views and political ambitions that is absolutely way out of what he is capable of. He is not a people’s champ if he openly deplores a particular group of people (LGBT’s) nor he represents the common people regardless of convictions if he invokes his beliefs as justifications in legislating laws. And being a Senator of the Republic is a duty and responsibility that is vested to him by the nation so it would be righteous for the people to demand he place more time to it and just set aside his other plans and commitments that obviously put strains to his duties.
Of course, all of these will become irrelevant if he would just stay in boxing and stop meddling on everything else. Congratulations to your victory Sen. Emmanuel Pacquiao.
Most of the people that I’ve met and became part of my life – friends, colleagues , classmates, acquaintances, exes – are either having great careers, getting married and raising kids, travelling, or just having the best out of their lives. Being always the cynic and asshole that is myself, I just don’t care hahahaha! Kidding. Of course I’m happy for them. I’m glad some of them are now in the place where they wanted to be and I never forget to give some inspirational words for those who are still struggling. What annoys me though is the usual pang-aasar I get from couples around. “Ikaw Lean, kailan ka magpapakasal?”. Those kind of questions, it vexes me. That’s why when they tease me about my apparent lack of relationship with someone I say pake ko sa inyo hahaha and we will all laugh about it. “I’m an awful punk, gals loath me”, I will say when they inquire why I don’t date girls. That’s how I see myself. “I’m a below average dude who loves the kind of music your mom hate” I’ll further explain. In reality, I am still the bread winner of my family. I’m still helping my mother in our monthly bills and I’m financing my younger brothers in finishing school so that when they graduate, they will help me in return to finish my own studies. But beyond that, there’s a deeper reason why I decided to stay the way I am right now: young, wild and free. For one, I’m madly in love with a stenographer that just can’t be mine, at least, yet. She’s all I ever want. No other woman but her. Call me crazy but the real reason why, at my age, I’m still unmarried and at school is because I want to be on these someday:
Yes, I want to be a freaking Astronaut. Wala akong pake kung gaano man katagal or kung hindi man ako makapag-asawa at magka-anak or mawala man sa akin ang lahat in the process. I want to go up there. I want to be one of those guys with the mission patch in their arms. I want to fly the flag of the Philippines in orbit. I want to take a selfie, with the entire Earth as the background, in space. I want to go to places beyond the Moon. I want to reach the stars.
I’m crazy isn’t it? My friends and colleagues are getting maried na and here I am, nangangarap lang ng gising?