The Reject Project

ipikit mo ang iyong mga mata. wala kang makikita. malamang hindi mo mababasa ang blog entry na ito kung ginawa mo iyon. mabuti na lang at binabasa mo pa rin ang kalokohang entry na to kahit na hindi mo sinunod ang panuto. hmm... wala nang pikitan. pero subukan mong isipin, bakit ba laging nasa dulo ng stick ang taba ng barbeque? sadyang puyat ako at kada puntong nais kong ipahayag ay sinasapawan ng isang kabalastugan.

marahil ilan sa atin ang sanay na hindi pansinin, ipagsantabi, ipagsawalangbahala. ang iba ay uupo na lang sa sulok, magdodrowing sa lupa ng mga bilog. hindi ko alam kung bakit ko ito naisulat. pero alam ko noong isang araw, naitanong sa akin ni Irish kung bakit hindi ako matanong, kung bakit usually "introverted" ako, at tila mahiyain. Ang unang pumapasok sa akin ay ang "fear of rejection." Minsan kasi parang nakatatak na sa isip ko na pag nagtanong ka, magmumukha kang tanga. Buti na lang nabasa ko sa Pinoy Komiks na Kiko Machine na mas ok nang magtanong at magmukhang tanga kaysa manahimik at manatiling tanga. Siguro ang ganitong pag-iisip ay magagamit sa ibang aspeto ng buhay: sa panliligaw, sa paghahanap ng trabaho, sa pagsulat ng proyekto, sa pakikipagkilala, atbp.

Ayon sa talatinigan, maraming kahulugan ang rejection.
1.) The person or thing rejected or set aside as inferior in quality
- siguro kaya narereject ang isang tao kasi hindi mataas ang kanyang kwality. wala syang masyadong kwalipikasyon. Hindi nakapasa sa quality testing. maaaring hindi ka inferior per se, pero inferior ang tingin sa iyo dahil baka hindi mo pinapakita ang superior side mo.

2.) Refuse to accept or acknowledge
- kapag ikaw ay nareject. Nirereject mo rin ang rejection. Paikot ikot lang yan. Rejected ka. Ni-rereject mo ung kaisipan na rejected ka. "In denial" ika nga.

3.) Resist immunologically the introduction of some foreign tissue or organ
- kapag medyo kakaiba ka para sa isang babae, ung tipong hindi sila sanay sa mga pagbabago, maaaring ituring ka ng babae na parang bacteria na hindi ka pwedeng dapuan o masilayan. parang kang hulog ng langit, niluwa ng bulkan.

Hmm... ang rejection ay masaklap sa dignidad ng isang tao. kung sa unang hirit ka na-reject ay walang problema. pero kung ikaw ay naghirap o nagsakripisyo o nagbigay ng iyong oras at panahon, masakit. para kang nanligaw at pinasaya, pero ipagsasantabi ka lang pag sawa na sya. para kang nag-isip ng magagandang ideya, tapos ipinagsawalangbahala lang ng iyong mga kagrupo o guro. parang kang nagprint ng resume, pumunta sa malayong lupain, nagfollow-up nang ilang beses para lamang malaman na hindi ka tanggap sa trabaho.

lubhang masakit pag may pinanggalingan. walang problema kung minsan ikaw ay mag-isa. alam mong hindi ka nag-iisa. nariyan ang mga kaibigan - may ilang tunay, may ilang hindi. hindi malungkot mag-isa, kung mag-isa ka. malungkot mag-isa kung may kasama ka. ung tipong kasama mo, pero hindi ka pinapansin. ung tipong kinakaawaan ang ibang tao, hindi nalalaman na ikaw na katabi nya ay mas nasasaktan. ung tipong ayaw ka ngitian, pero tawa nang tawa sa ibang tao. ung tipong kaharap ay cellphone tuwing kinakausap mo. para kang hangin. para kang wala. hindi ko alam kung bakit nandito pa ang talata na ito, pero para sa akin, isang malupeeeet na kaso ng rejection ang ganito.

"A DELAYED DECISION IS REJECTION IN DISGUISE."

hmm...

Brain Freeze

Pauwi na ako. Naisipan ko bumili ng maiinom sa 7-11. Nate-tempt ako tanungin ung guard kung bakit may kandado pa sila pero hindi naman sila nagsasara, pero nasagot ko na dati ung sarili kong tanong. Matagal ko na pala akong hindi nakakainom ng Slurpee. Masarap pala ang Honey Dew flavor. Naisipan ko uminom para magka-Brain Freeze. Ni minsan, hindi pa ako na-Brain Freeze, (or na Brain Drain or na Brain Wash. ) Inisip ko na lang:

1. Hindi ko iniinom nang maayos
2. Tunaw na ang Slurpee
3. O wala lang akong brain

Hmmm... walang kwentang blog entry.
Gusto ko lang mag-blog. And always remember:

"Virtue is its own reward."

P.S.
masarap ang Snow Cone sa Market Market.

J-pop and Eiga Sai

I got this from the newsletter OmakeNews... hmm... i hope i could go... this time i would definitely go... alone. Thanks for the reminder Limextreme! :) Back to J-enthusiasm!!!
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In celebration of the 50th anniversary of the Phil-Japan friendship,
the Japan Foundation in cooperation with the Shangri-La plaza presents
"J-pop at the Shang". There'll be j-pop and traditional pop culture
booths, poster/photo and a music gallery of various j-pop artists,
j-teen movie filmshowings (Eiga Sai) and a j-pop performance of the
j-pop group, Core of Soul (http://www.coreofsoul.com).

Leche!!! @#$%#*&^#!!!

While meeting for our business presentation for OrgComm at Liz's place, we ate pastillas de leche in a bottle. That pastillas... arrrgh... addicting. This is not a paid advertisement. I loved pastillas even when i was still young. May it be de leche, ube, buko-pandan, ube macapuno, durian, or strawberry (if ever there was one), i happily consumed it. i have a sweet tooth... teeth, to put it to an extreme. i can finish more than 50 pieces of chocolate kisses in one sitting, or a bag of king size M&M's with peanuts. Now, the bottle i bought earlier in Market Market is half empty, or half full depending on how you see it. I loved the product i blogged about it. Lecheng pastillas to! Sarap!

Epilogue:
Grand day with my close friends. Food trip in Market Market. Interviewed buyers in Big & Small of the same mall. Watched Narnia there. Bought pastillas. Went home. Pastillas half empty... or half full.

Prologue:
Hindi pa ubos eh. Sarap, astigin may website pa sila. http://www.sitsirya.com/

Sari Sari Sitsirya's Pastillas de Leche - Pure Gatas ng Kalabaw:
"Leche sa Sarap!"

My Childhood Memory

Our copywriting lecture was the first writing class a actually enjoyed. The exercises were challenging. It was really fun. Fiction and fact coincide. You are the writer of your life... make your version interesting, not necessarily on how you live it, but on how you tell it. Our speaker Mr. Lawin Bulatao was really inspiring. Though he bashed my lisp (accepted, no offense taken, but why does the word lisp so freakin hard to pronounce?), he managed to stimulate my hunger to write... im no writer but i want to be one... and to be one, you should plan to write, you just write... telling your ideas wont be good if the ain't written. And it inspired me to maintain my blog more, to improve myself, to write consistently and regularly. Strive for excellence. As the comics Zits mentioned, "Excellence is the new average."

The professor asked us to keep our writing exercise as proof that we can write, and i decided to keep it here for safekeeping.

Looking back on my childhood memories brings back the innocence and imagination i had before. Imaging luscious sunsets, mouth-watering scenes, and serene animal sounds all around. Imagine running around spacious green meadows, lying on the ground with flowers enveloping me, and chasing around the magnificent unicorns. What the?!? These sound freakin gay! It does not sound right, i didnt have that disturbing childhood. It feels like i hit my head or something. which reminds me of my earliest childhood memory i can remember. When i was three years old, the back of my head banged the floor... shaking my cranium and all. I still feel the loose bolts when i shake my head from time to time... (just kidding, im completely sane) kidding aside, i really don't recall details except that i was running in the bathroom and i slipped and my young fragile head hit the tiles hard... real hard. They say time stops when you see the love of your life. But i say time stops when your head is about to take the place of your feet's territory. Imagine Matrix bullet-time, how i wish i could dodge the floor and defy Newton. Im thinking if my life flashed before me since it might have been near death, but i guess no life flashes were made, or i had no enough life scenes to watch with matching popcorn. Maybe banging my head on the floor formatted my brain leaving only basics for me to boot. These things lead me to the conclusion that my neurons were re-arranged, mix and mash the grey matter, dislocating the hemispheres and corpus callosum, thus making me think this way.

My Birthdate

Your Birthdate: April 9

You are a born idealist, with more pet causes than you can count. You prefer be around others, both when working and while relaxing. Generous and giving, you believe you can change the world one person at a time. You're open minded and tolerant. People feel like they can tell you anything. Your strength: Your go-with-the-flow flexibility Your weakness: Your flair for the over dramatic Your power color: Pine green Your power symbol: Circle Your power month: September

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

While meeting for our copywriting subject, I asked my partner when was my birthday, unfortunately she forgot. Hmm... then i found this on my prend's blog. Tried it out. And... swak... swak na swak.

ANALYSIS:

You are a born idealist
- yep. im an idealist, more of a born optimist.

You prefer be around others, both when working and while relaxing.
- i love company. but on some counts, i love to enjoy my solitude.

Generous and giving, you believe you can change the world one person at a time.
- who does not? hmm... everybody has one part of altruism and on the other part selfishness. even acts of altruism could also be selfish, not that you have selfish motives, but because altruism gives you a sense of purpose and fulfillment. i give, im generous, especially when i can be. i want to change the world in small ways that i can do.

You're open minded and tolerant. People feel like they can tell you anything.
- i think i'm open-minded... i believe so. sometimes i feel like a confessional, many things heard, nothing gets told. (bawal din kaya ako maging court witness?)

Your strength: Your go-with-the-flow flexibility
- yatta! happy go lucky!!! yep... hakuna matata, i live with no worries. worrying kills. it kills you, it might kill others.

Your weakness: Your flair for the over dramatic
- yep. i will agree, since my friends will surely agree.

Your power color: Pine green
- no wonder i love this color even if it is not my favorite. my mulawin bag (not really from the series, but we call it that because of the feathers inside) and most of my clothes are sort of pine green.

Your power symbol: Circle
- circle... i can't think of anything, but i guess i believe in circles, sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down. hmm... love is not drawn like a heart, but a circle, it simply does not end, and you can't even pinpoint a moment where or why it started.

Your power month: September
-why september? is it because women important in my life have birthdays during this month? my mother, one of my best gal friends in highschool, and my bestfriend in college? hmm... conspiracy na to!

Advocacy: Campaign for Real Torpe

Being the torpe that I am (or was), I really wanted to do this for a long time a spoof of Dove's Campaign for Real Beauty. Back in the last semester, we had speakers for our Public Relations class, and we were shown a lot of advocacy campaigns. I was thinking, why not make an advocacy campaign for torpes like me. Now, I finally started it and finished it.

I think "torpe-hood", "torpe-dom", "torpe-ness" or katorpehan or whatever you call it, is mostly misunderstood. Just like ADHD, Autism, Cerebral Palsy, (not that I consider katorpehan as a disease) torpe people are misunderstood, and do not get the treatment they deserve. Torpe people are humans too. they can love too. they also get hurt. Torpes also need the chance to love and be loved. Don't reject them at will.

Can timidity really be a strategy to get the girls? I mean, are we really shy or just sly? Torpes usually wait, and wait for the proper moment to come. It's all up to timing, or it could get tiring... I can't think anymore... Hmm...


p.s.
Torpe = timid people; shy; too afraid to ask a girl out or express his true feelings
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Count Your Blessings (bye 2005)

I remember from one anime i watched, it was said that if you have enough time to look back, move forward instead. Looking back wouldn't hurt, instead I let the past propel me to the future. Count your blessings, name them one by one.

maybe i wont go on some specifics for some may be forgotten or some may be too personal or i would be commiting injustice to other things i wont be able to mention. for the extra special people, there would be special mention of course. :)

I am thankful for year 2005 for the following.
1. for the wisdom and creativity and endurance God gave me to survive school
2. for the people who i met, who made an impact in my life
3. Karla
4. Tatay and Nanay
5. Highschool barkada (esp. Marian, Jan, Pat, Allain, Ryan James, Anj, Danes)
6. for the good health
7. for the laptop, DVD/DivX player, and a digital video cam :) weeeee

and here are the rest...

Christmas Wishlist: (Revisited)
1. Local serenity; World peace (pending... i guess)
2. A Christmas card delivered via Snail Mail (none)
3. A Hallmark E-card (check - thanks to Ate Chii)
4. A phone call (check - thanks to Karla and Nadine)
5. Coffee and pastry conversations with my prends (check - thanks to Pat, Jess, and Danes)
6. A funny, witty and heartfelt conversation with friends (check - highschool friends)
7. DVD movie marathon with my highschool barkada (check - thanks to Jan and Marian)
8. superb speakers for our avi/dvd player (maybe next time)
9. new pair of rechargeable battery for my good old mp3 player and digicam (pending)
10. new anime DVD titles (check - Trigun, Prince of Tennis, Midori no Hibi, FLCL)
11. Rurouni Kenshin and Trigun Action Figures (on my first salary)
12. Pearls Before Swine, Calvin and Hobbes, Zits comicbooks (on my first salary)
13. Siglo Graphic Novels (Siglo: Freedom; and Siglo: Passion) (pending)
14. PS2 (ipon ipon)
15. An Aya Matsuura DVD, CD and Photobook (on my first salary)
16. Morning Musume DVD, CD and Photobook (on my first salary)
17. L'arc en ciel DVD and CD (check)
18. More wisdom (still getting it)
19. More patience (still getting it)
20. More compassion (still getting it)
21. More discipline (still getting it)
22. More love (still getting it)
23. More motivation (still getting it)
24. More creativity (still getting it)
25. A Girlfriend (True Love Waits... True... Love Waits)