The weather hasn’t been that bad in Metro Manila, but something about the news that brought out the apocalyptic tone in me lately. The Philippines is currently under the showering shades of three typhoons getting together in a weird eyeball called Fujiwhara effect. I don’t know if it had anything to do with huge waves that swept across the archipelago yesterday. And prior to that, there was a 20-second earthquake with an intensity of four or five... or six (depending on every newspaper’s “opinion”) that rocked Luzon the other day. Just hours ago, the United Nations reported that we only have ten years to “fix” the global warming or we’ll all live in Kevin Costner’s water world (which is really a bad news since I’m no good swimmer). There's also a news of Earth consuming all of our oil reserves in about 30 years and an economic meltdown, along with food crisis in half a century. Darker days ahead, like a scene from the Matrix’s real world. Transition from life to death is going to be an evil-filled process. But I'd rather see a pack of comets as big as those of Shoemaker-Levi 9 to pummel the Earth. It will be a fitting end to the wicked human race.
We have started praying...

It was clear that “The Boss” had predetermined the deadline for delivery without consulting her subjects if they have the miraculous holy mother of Guadalupe by their sides. “You will finish the thirteen 16-pages magazines on November 28. You will be provided with holy greese so you won’t run out of gas. The deadline should have been earlier, but we’re just being realistic, you should be able to blah, blah, blah...” the Boss said, something to that effect. Thirteen 16-pages magazines. Beat that. Yeah, we’re gonna need holy greese, holy water, holy overtimes, bring them on my Lord. What they forgot to tell us is that we also need a MIRACLE to meet the deadline.
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Monday, November 19, 2007 at Monday, November 19, 2007 | 2 comments
If there was one thing you wouldn’t miss on a lazy Monday morning, it would be the slow, heavy traffic. Aurora Blvd., EDSA, Makati Ave. — these are just few of many dreaded highways you should not be traveling through on a Monday morning. Not even a 32-valve high-powered turbo car can defeat a full, crowded road. I've been a witness to some of the worst traffic that Monday morning could slap on a person’s mood. How many times have I been tempted to curse the traffic system and the guys behind it? What I hate most about heavy traffic is the fact that you’re in the middle of something you really have no control. You feel desperately useless. Exactly what I felt just this morning. When the jeepney I was riding on suddenly slowed down and ran through a heavy traffic, I really felt I was going to explode. Kamias isn’t a congested road, so when we got there and joined hundred of vehicles entangled in a messy four-lane road, all I could think of was curse the motherfuckers who caused the heavy traffic. I wanted our driver to bump the vehicles out of the way, smash them real hard and get over with the damn traffic. All I wished was to get the hell out of there so I can get to the office on time. Fuck everything else.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007 at Tuesday, November 13, 2007 | 11 comments
It was so stupid of me to lock the door of our toilet yesterday. I have no clue what in the nutty world I was thinking at that moment. Kasi ba naman I was so taeng-tae na, as in I was ready to release my shit in a blitzkrieg fashion when I found out that our water tank had already run out of water. Geez, I was already inside, sitting on the throne. I had choice but to get out and hold off the “bombing” (just imagine the effort) to turn on our pumping machine to fill the water tank. But when I got back and pushed the toilet’s door, it's locked! Turned out I unconsciously closed the door pala while the lock-button was pressed. Arrrggh! I tried to twist the door knob hard but the door wouldn’t just open. I hastily thought of some ways to open it, but it’s really hard marshaling your thoughts when your stomach is under a state of natural calamity. So I quickly went upstairs and asked my sisters if they knew where the spare key was kept. Their answers: what spare key? The toilet doesn’t even have a key! I was like “whaaat?!” I immediately went downstairs and rammed the door desperately. To hell with the noise. How could you even think of the noise at a time like that? I had goosebumps all over my body. I felt that if I stretched my legs a little wider, my ass gonna blow up. I seriously thought of detonating it outside, some place else. My gosh, it’s really coming! Fortunately, with the help of a magnetic sticker and by constant ramming, the door opened. I hurriedly sit on the throne and before I even closed my eyes, it was krokotok-kotok! boom! krokotok-kotok! Glorious moment! I moaned and whispered the magic word “ooohh-aahhh” in utter bliss. If you could only see my face that time hahahaha!
Some people get the idea that when one decides to blog, he is supposed to write only about himself — who he is, what he does, where he goes, what he likes and dislikes — an idea similar to writing a diary. Originally, that was the plan I'd thought of when I started this blog. But I figured that I have no total control of what I might think and what I specifically want to write. So, putting two and two together, I resolved to write without particular pattern; in short, I decided to write randomly. I TRY not to dig up or look into every detail of my private life and make it open for everybody to see and feast on. This is why my blog was entitled Planet of the Nuts, with a description “nutty reflections of a creature living in a nutty planet.” It simply means I have lots of mixed thoughts that, in one way or another, may directly or indirectly affect me. And I couldn’t care less whether they do or they don’t, as long as I know that I'm not selling myself off, or any people close to me for that matter. Otherwise, if I blog the diary way while people who know me read it, it may do me more harm than good. Likewise, I feel the events transpiring outside are, most of the time, much more interesting than what’s happening to me. Moreover, if I rant, I really rant; if I rumble, I really rumble. And there’s no telling if, after doing so, the world around me would revolve like normal again (laugh). Besides, having something to say in a blog doesn’t necessarily signify saying and writing about self-centered ideas. If I have something to say and I'm compelled enough to say it, I will write it. Anyway, I still TRY to share my thoughts about anything nutty just to keep faithful to the title of my blog. Next week, I will begin posting entries devoted to some nutty (e.g. peculiar, freakish, unimaginable, depressing) ideas and events that transpired, are transpiring, will transpire, may transpire and I wish to transpire. But I will still try to include some interestingly private things in my blog. As to my no-holds-barred blog, I leave it in the cyberspace where only people who don’t know me can find the pleasure of reading it. Which brings me my point: whose blog is this?


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I’ve been struggling to get up in the morning lately. It must have been the hangover from a long vacation. I was relieved to hear that some family members took care of observing All Soul's Day for me since I couldn't visit any cemetery last week. The deads are dead anyway. Honoring them in my words and deeds is more spiritual than observing All Souls Day. Besides, we got a whole year to visit the cemetery. So instead of socializing with dead bodies, I used the holidays to loosen up myself and breathe fresh air by wandering in Pangasinan and Baguio with Kuchi. The fun and laughter have been sticking to my head for some time now, making me forget to work last Monday. I just couldn’t beat it. And just today, I nearly threw in the towel again. I need to hit the sack a little earlier to overcome this feeling. But I’m already looking forward to another holiday on November 30!

Before I forget, it’s been a year now since I started blogging in Blogspot! Cheers! Thanks to all my readers out there who have kept on reading and sharing their thoughts. More entries (and years) to come!
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