See You On The Other Side

Been a while since I posted anything here. Felt like a hundred years ago already. Haha. To those who still visit this site occasionally, thanks to you.

I’m planning on leaving this site. I’m taking on a new, shorter domain, wits.i.ph, for my personal stuff and vandalbox.com for my less serious posts (such as the ones you see here in this blog). 

Reasons? Well, I really can’t think of any. Time to grow up, I guess. I just think that the less serious me and the more serious me shouldn’t play on the same sandbox. Hence, I’m pressing the reset button.

Nevertheless, I’m still keeping this site for memories sake. I’ll be occasionally reposting stuff from wits.i.ph and vandalbox.com here. Of course I can’t just let this site die. Heck, it’s got my name on it. 

So yeah, I’ll see you guys on the other side.

Awesome Story Made Me Teary Eyed

I was very distracted today. I was being borderline-emo and was contemplating on the fact that I should really do something to make my life better. And I should do it fast. “Better” meaning I should start pursuing stuff that I really want to do and heave my butt away from the crappy daily routine I live for the past x number of years. I was feeling down (and sleepy) hence, I resorted to clicking my bookmarks under the folder “Awesome Blogs” with the idea that reading these genius sites would somehow churn up content that would wake me up from this stupor.

I was lurking around one of my favorite blogs of all time, Dooce.com, and stumbled upon one of her posts that links to another site that talks about some crazy inspirational shit. And when I say inspirational, I’m talking about stuff that would make me want to do crazy stuff just because I’m so inspired and everything feels so right. Just like this one time after watching Jerry Maguire I decided to run naked around… wait. That’s another story.

Anyway, below is the link that I was babbling about a few sentences ago. I just felt I should share this to all of you. It’s not really a feel good story. It’s one of those tear jerkers that would make you want to be a better person. It’s something that would surely prod your brain cells and blood vessels. I apologize if you nerds find this cheesy. But I also have a heart you know.

Link to the post:

A Must Read

Link to the actual story:

The Cab Ride I’ll Never Forget by Kent Nerburn

I Vote for Manny.. err.. Mike Villar!

Mike Villar is my hero. In fact, he’s a hero to all of us. That is why I’m voting for him in the Philippine Blog Awards. 

I remember the time when I was first introduced to Mike’s blog. I was fairly new to the blogsphere and he still stored his genius in a free blog site. Since then, life has never been the same. Reading his entries made me realize that life is short and the best way to go about it is the Mike Villar way. Imagine my awe when I was finally introduced to his awesome presence back in September 2007. It was really an enlightening experience. Save for the fact of course that he was downing Corona’s like it was cheap water. Because really, is there any other way to livin’ la vida loca if not livin’ la vida ala Mikey?

Meet the Zorro of the Internet.

He is the Erap of Philippine Blogging. Notorious for the man that he is and the number of beers he can chug down in one sitting. He can outwit any feeling high and mighty social climbing blogging wannabes and kick them all in the face with his blogging prowess and high pitched voice. His laugh is like Loki’s. His smile can melt women’s hearts and make them abandon their family values. I’ve seen it happen. I’ve seen it many times already. Mike is the man.

So tell me, why should we all vote for Mike? Simple…

Why not?

The End of the World is Near…

…and is set to happen 30 days from now.

That’s about the time when two atomic particles will collide after being launched at almost light speed early this morning. Not making sense? Well… Read on, noob.

If you are a science geek, a nerdy blogger or just another curious Joe, you’d know that today marks the activation of the Large Hadron Collider. The LHC is the largest particle accelerator ever built. It’s also the largest thing ever built. Basically it was created to solve science’s remaining unsolved mysteries such as the Big Bang Theory, black holes, dark matter, time travel and all that fancy Star Trek hulabaloos. It launches two sub atomic particles from one end to the next, making it run across a 17-mile oval until both particles hit each other really really hard. Sounds familiar? Well, the guys in Hiroshima and Nagasaki surely know what these science talk means. 

Say hello to the Large Hadron Collider. Also known as the Large effing Hadron Collider.

But wait… Did I just say Big Bang? Black Holes? and Time Travel?  Sounds good eh? Well you can wipe that geeky smile of your face because none of these stuff is anything near the word “good”. In fact, you should start worrying as a sheep and grow deformities in your face because none of these science mysteries are funny. 

EDSA corner Buendia Ave. 30 days from now.

Recreating the Big Bang simply isn’t a good idea. Smashing protons really really really really hard a millions times over per second is like trying to act like God, only 999,999 times the effort. According to Cracked.com :

What Could Possibly Go Wrong? Well, first imagine an apocalyptic nuclear holocaust. Multiply that by about one hundred and twenty thousand billion, and then multiply that by around the neighborhood of infinity. That equals around one eighth of the magnitude of the Big Bang.

And these virgin scientists simply wants to recreate one just for kicks. So yes, we are going to get screwed by these scrawny little nerds who have no reservations in destroying Earth and all forms of life in it. And I’m just talking about the recreation of the Big Bang. I also said they build the Large effing Hadron Collider to understand black holes and strange matter.  They couldn’t be serious about strange matter…. Right? Because if they are, then we are really screwed… (more…)

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I’m pissed. BIGTIME. 

Reading Books Can Make You Awesome

I am lost for words. This is probably one of the best books out there. No, this could probably THE best book of all time.  

I know right.

I don’t only want to read it, I feel the need to own one. A book that teaches awesomness is already awesome in itself. The cover may not actually make sense, but who cares? You’re guaranteed to be awesome by the time you finish reading this masterpiece!  

Lorraine Peterson (the author) is probably related to Chuck Norris. Also, just from the book she wrote, we can deduce that she:

1. Owns a crocodile and a dinosaur as pets.
2. Carries a Desert Eagle wherever she goes.
3. Eats nails and broken glass for breakfast while armwrestling with Hulk Hogan. On a daily basis.  (more…)
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I Haz A Ponder

The past few days has led me to think and ponder on things I never thought I’d dwell into. Inasmuch as I believe that I am an experienced student of life, I have found myself succumbing to daily pressures of my personal problems and more do I realize that these problems are serious and alarming than ever. I find myself dealing with extremely brain wracking issues that, if I had a choice, I’d have solved sans the drama and crap.

Sometimes, I just want to evaporate.

I am perfectly aware that there are problems that has no viable solution whatsoever… it is only meant to be survived. So I guess I’ll just have to weather the storm. Battling it head on would simply result to more damage on my part. Thrashing my arms at this point is simply immature. But at the same time, being passive would blow me away. It is key that I am able to hold my ground. I am calm as the gentle breeze that touches my skin. Goosefrabah. *insert Oriental music here*

On a lighter note, here’s a lolcat from one of my favorite websites of all time.  

more cat pictures

Sigh. I miss my cat. Rest in peace, my friend.

Spanish Basketball Team : Brave or Stupid?

The picture below is the Spanish basketball team before they went to the Beijing Olympics. It was all over the Spanish newspapers and tabloid ads. Racist? Rude? Or simpy being funny? I think these guys are either brave or simply stupid. If you’re going to mock an entire continent, and compete in the biggest international athletic meet in the same continent, with the continent’s enitre population several times bigger than your country’s population, you HAVE TO BE either of the two adjectives.  What do you think?

Our big balls can take your Kung Fu anytime.

Obviously, the Chinese were not happy with this ad. They vowed to make eunuchs out of these Spaniards. These Spaniards better expect meeting Jet Li and his minions and prepare themselves for a world of Kung Fu pain and torture. Yao Ming will make sure of that. 

Dengue Fever = 4 Days in the Hospital

Got it last week. It seems my high fever last week was caused by some fugly mosquito who managed to get lucky with me. Got hospitalized for 4 days.  Got discharged just last night. And since I’m not yet really in shape to blog or even open a computer, I would resort to bullet points in explaining what happened to me last week and how my hospitalization was a rollercoaster ride of happies and suckages.

• Monday night. Got sick. Tonsilitis acting up again. Fever started to go about.
• Tuesday night. Fever went crazy. Temperature was alarmingly high. Drove to The Medical City E.R. Found out that I was a candidate for the Dengue virus. But too early to tell. Hemoglobin count is high while platlette count is low, but still within normal range. Was told to have my CBC redone after 48 hours. 
• Wednesday. Felt like Superman. Went to work. Got myself a Spicy Chicken Salad whatever from CBTL. Spent lots of cash on food in order to prepare myself for Thursday’s blood tests. I realized that wasn’t necessary since I find myself broke again.
• Thursday. Accompanied Cai in her eye operation. Held her hand the whole time. Took pictures and videos with my other hand.  The old lady doctor, though looking like she was going to crumble under her own weight, was agile and keen during the operation. Her attendant was a nervous wreck with an irritatingly high pitched voice kept blabbering about how other patients would cry about during the operation. The old lady doctor looked like she had a great time.  The fact that she had this fixed smile the whole operation was truly scary.
• That was my first witnessing of an operation.
• Had my blood tests afterwards. Throat was acting up so bad that I had to order soup at the Pancake House while waiting for the results. 
• Dr. Garcia, the doctor who interpreted my blood test results, looked like a donya from old Spanish flicks. Very classy. Even her voice was classy. So when she said, I had dengue, it was like I had sosyal na Dengue rather than just having some ordinary Dengue virus.
• Admitted to be confined on the spot, I was wheelchaired to the Emergency Room. I prompted the hospital attendant to pretend he was Michael Schumacher and speed up like he never pushed someone that fast before.
• Several doctors (upon Donya err Dr. Garcia’s request) checked up on me. They had a difficult time seeing if I had rashes on my legs because I was wearing skinny jeans. (more…)
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I’m hot…

….Literally.

I’m sick. Tonsilitis = High fever = One helluva bad day ahead. As of 8:30 AM, my body temperature rose from 38.4 to 39.7. And yes, I am having the chills. Unfortunately, I have to go to work. There are tons of stuff to do and the last thing I want is for work to pile up. Imagining the stress of having to run through everything I missed during an absence alone brings my body temperature up by a few notches.

 “Hot” beyond resonable doubt.

I went to the drugstore and bought some paracetamol. The dude over the counter wasn’t keen in selling me antibiotics. Claims he needs to see some sort of prescription. Well Mr. Pharmacist Moustache Man, I’m dying here and the last thing I want was some skinny “drug pusher” (who by the way, looked like he needed meds himself) giving me the hold up in my quest to wellness. But instead of giving him a piece of my mind (I guess rules are rules. No prescription, no meds) I decided that he wasn’t worth the hassle of being in trouble. Instead, I dragged my legs towards the refrigerators and got myself some bottled water. The paracetamols would have to do for now. (more…)