You can't live in the past. You can't always rely on that to lead you to the future.
However, the past should never be forgotten. It's not like a book where after you finish a chapter, you don't look back. You're where you are in the present because of the past and you have to be grateful, one way or another. You're where you are today because of the rights and wrongs that you've made led you there.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Don't Forget The Past
Sunday, January 15, 2012
What I Want For The Future
I've always had plans for the future actually. Yes, as spontaneous as I can be, I've always had plans for what life I want to have 5 to 10 years from now.
In the future, I'd have a two daughters. If I'm not married by then, I'd just adopt them both and have my friends help me raise them. The single friends would probably be more willing. Those friends who are married are totally gonna be busy with their own kids.
I haven't thought of their full names yet but I do have drafts for them - Elena and Justine. Alright, these names could change in the future because the wife will probably want other names (or male kids) but those two names would be there in case I adopt my daughters. And eventually, I'll tell them the story of how I met their mother and that story would last for a long time. HAHA!
Then I'll try to raise them with the right amount of being a father and a friend to them. Cheesy but I'd wanna try that. I never had that so at least they'll be lucky. I even have a few plans for what to say in their eventual debuts. "I love you and I hope that I've given you, through all these years, what I never had as a child - a father who was always there".
Married or not, I'm gonna get a daughter. Call me crazy.
And eventually they'll get married and... have their last names changed... Oh, I did not think about that. Oh god. Alright, maybe I'll get three daughters, one of them just to take care of me when I'm old. Haha!
In the future, I'd have a two daughters. If I'm not married by then, I'd just adopt them both and have my friends help me raise them. The single friends would probably be more willing. Those friends who are married are totally gonna be busy with their own kids.
I haven't thought of their full names yet but I do have drafts for them - Elena and Justine. Alright, these names could change in the future because the wife will probably want other names (or male kids) but those two names would be there in case I adopt my daughters. And eventually, I'll tell them the story of how I met their mother and that story would last for a long time. HAHA!
Then I'll try to raise them with the right amount of being a father and a friend to them. Cheesy but I'd wanna try that. I never had that so at least they'll be lucky. I even have a few plans for what to say in their eventual debuts. "I love you and I hope that I've given you, through all these years, what I never had as a child - a father who was always there".
Married or not, I'm gonna get a daughter. Call me crazy.
And eventually they'll get married and... have their last names changed... Oh, I did not think about that. Oh god. Alright, maybe I'll get three daughters, one of them just to take care of me when I'm old. Haha!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Story Draft for Fiction
I’m currently in a rut when I’m writing my final short story for fiction class.
The current storyline I have for the paper is “hopeless romantic talks with his friend about his past mistakes with a girl” and that’s when it all goes. Now really, I have lots of experience with that same scenario so I might be able to describe it with a little more detail than others. Plus, for the protagonist's love interest or at least
I took the narration style of the novel “The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya” except I didn't actually use the same tone of voice. The main character, whose name I haven’t thought of so far, is basically a regular student and his friend is teaching him the basics of infatuation and love and all that in a sarcastic tone similar to that of Chandler Bing from Friends. Yes, my characters borrow traits from sitcoms that I love.
So far, I have 3 pages done and this is just a first draft. Here’s a sample.
And when Ryan finally ticked Jill off, she blocked him from all social media websites they were both in. Plus, she told him something that I could never forget. Now, I’m gonna replace a word that she used a lot with the word “kitten”.
“You are a kitten idiot. You kitten annoy me with all your talking. I hope you kitten die like the kitten bitch that you are.”
True story.
Okay, it may not be good but hey, I’m working on it (Plus, that’s basically what happened to me recently. Haha! True story).
Saturday, December 31, 2011
New Year’s Resolutions
I’ve wanted to start 2012 with a clean conscience. I’ve apologized and made up with my high school friends who had conflicts with me. I’ve sent out a letter of gratitude to a friend of mine online who I haven’t spoken to for 2-3 years now. That one wasn’t an apology since I’ve stated that in the letter. It was a letter of gratitude, saying that despite the conflict that she and I had 2 years ago, without her as my friend, I wouldn’t be where I am today with my friends and my accomplishments. I even plan on personally apologizing to a friend of mine (or ex-friend of mine, since she’s blocked me on Facebook and hates my talkativeness) on January 3, the resumption of class.
New Year’s resolutions are overrated nowadays since they’re usually forgotten or broken after a week or so. So, attempting to join in on this clichéd practice, I’ve come up with a few resolutions. I’ve made empty promises before and these could be empty as well, depending on the situations.
First, I would focus on my friends more than I do with searching for a love life that’smost likely never going to arrive anyway. Back in 2011, I was focused on two girls that I had a huge crush on. For 2012, I want to focus on my friends and see if they’re worth having in the future. I’m grateful for the close friends that I have.
Second, I’ll use public transportation. I’ve already fired my driver just so I could do this. I’ll rely on jeeps and taxis from now on until I can actually get driving lessons. Public transportation is a little unsafe because with all the girls I’ve known and been mean to, I might get run over sooner or later.
Third, I would be a little nicer. This one is hard since being mean has been associated with me for the past year or more (Blame 10 years of watching Chandler Bing on Friends). However, I’ve noticed that I tend to be so bad that people get offended without even my realizing it. For Twitter, just so people I joke with would know that I’m still joking with them, I include #Mean with those tweets and when I’m being sincere, I add #NotMean. This is because people don’t believe me when I’m being nice anymore, as if the line between sarcasm and sincerity has been blurred and it’s all my fault.
And fourth, I would finish a short story that’s actually readable and original. Fan fiction doesn’t count despite my efforts to work on my old Final Fantasy VII story “Our Solemn Hour”. I want to write something that I could actually publish and be proud of. The problem is that it’s hard to be original and no matter what idea you have and think that’s original, someone out there has done it even better. So I what I tend to do when I write my stories is that I take ideas from several other movies, comics or TV shows and tweak them to the point that they might seem original. As legendary wrestling personality Jim Cornette says, “If you steal from one person, it’s plagiarism. If you steam from many, it’s research. “ I’m a horrible writer, I know.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Ralphisms – The Playbook
It’s been witnessed by my friends that I possess a certain book written by Barney Stinson from How I Met Your Mother – a certain book entitled “The Playbook”. It’s a collection of what the character Barney Stinson used on women to trick them into having sex with him. It’s a hilarious book actually
Now, in reality, I just bought the book for a laugh but somehow, in my sick twisted sense of humor, I’ve made people believe that I will actually use this book to have sex (even though that’s not the intention of the book, if taken seriously).
However, there was one trick in that book that I wanted to use called “The Fall in Love”. Google it, it’s on Google Books actually. I was nearly done with the play but rather than end it with sex, I wanted to end it with a relationship (Call me desperate). The problem is that the girl I liked was taken. Plus, she didn’t understand the Playbook (probably because it’s in English. HAHA! Mean).
The funny thing was that I actually used one of the plays on Valentine’s Day of 2011. The “He’s Not Coming” although I just used it for fun. Lover’s Lane in UST is a great place to find lonely girls you could use the “He’s Not Coming” on (Just try not to have a girl cry on your shoulder like one girl did. She got tears on my jacket, damn it).
Anyway, I only keep this book here just to make the façade of my being awesome a little closer to Barney Stinson’s. This is the reason that people consider me polarizing – they either get my act or they really think that I’m serious (which makes them stupider, if you think about it).
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