One, one, two, three, five, eight, thirteen, twenty-one... Love, Fibonacci.



I should be studying.

I was supposed to be feeling sick.

Instead I sat up in front of my computer to give my sudden flash of creativity the realization it needs to let me sleep. The sleep I sorely need if only to get rid of my persistent headache.

Haha. Tough luck for me I guess.

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She was on that pedestal ever since I put her there.

Or should the title read Water and Juice? Would it really matter? You decide.

Wala lang. Gising na naman ako at 3 am (parang Exorcism of Emily Rose na ito). I just remembered a conversation we had over dinner last week. It's a long read, or should I say, rant. So proceed at your own risk and click here.

Juice. Why do we put such novelty in it? After all, more often than not it’s just flavoured water. Or is it?

So juice has more flavour to it. But is that equivalent to saying that water is bland?

Some guys, mountaineers, most especially, would tell you natural spring water taste better than your ordinary tap water. In other countries they have sparkling water. It tasted like gasoline if you ask me, but my dad actually prefers it over plain water when he eats his meals. He would actually pay for cans of these in the grocery just to prevent his frequent indigestion.

But then water like these are very hard to come by. So do they still count? The water we know, the one we literally group up with, is just right there. Always within our grasp should we need it.

We live in a tropical country so water isn't a problem (There's too much of it that when the rains come it sometimes becomes a problem). I bet if we all lived in a desert, where we're all parched, we'd be asking for water. I am reminded of my ROTC days. At the end of the day, nothing beats a bottle of, what was then cold, now lukewarm, but nonetheless refreshing, water. We actually preferred it over soda, and yes, over juice.

Some say juices have these electrolytes that help replenish the nutrients lost in the body. A pretty helpful thing for athletes. Maybe that's why they never want for a bottle of juice. Sometimes they even have juice prepared especially for them. Well, I'm no athlete. So does that mean I would have to stick to water? But why do I get the feeling I still need juice in my life?

Some juice manufacturers also claim that they help remove harmful free radicals that cause cancer. Yeah, whatever. We're all going to die anyway.

Still, there are some times when I'd welcome a glass of juice more than a glass of water.

I guess it has something to do with the flavour. I mean, the juice you're drinking is a personal preference. It's what you like, it's what you chose. It's not as general as water. Or is it? You wouldn't normally drink a glass of juice that you don't like. Would you?

It is funny to note, however, some things in our two much debated liquids.

One, if you were in a someone else's house and the host asked you what refreshment you would like, the safest thing to answer, next to the usual, "Huwag na lang po," would be, "Tubig na lang po." But then again if you were the owner of a house and you knew beforehand that some guys would be coming over, you wouldn't normally offer plain water.

Another thing to note is that most kinds of juices in fact require water. If the juice is in powder form, you add water. If it's in liquid concentrate form, you add water. When you like your juice cold, you either chill it or most of the time, you add ice, frozen water. My mom would even add water to the ready-to-drink packs she buys from the store. She says the juice flavour is too strong for her taste. I know some people who prefer their juice to taste almost the same as water.

I remember some old tv ads of athletes telling kids to "stay of the JUICE." Of course being the innocent kid that I was during that time didn't understand that those guys were talking about drugs. But then that actually left a question in me. Are juices really addictive? If so, in what levels? How come it is still tolerated?

Have you ever noticed in the old telenovelas when the antagonists tries to kill old, sickly but extremely wealthy characters to get their money? They'd normally use poison. Funny thing is, they'd almost always put the poison in a glass of juice. Well it’s a fact that you don't know what's inside the glass when you're drinking juice. It could be anything in there. Maybe that's the reason why some people think twice, and even thrice, before drinking a glass of juice, they've had something bad in their juice before.

That's not to say water is harmless. I remember when our health teacher in high school would talk of water-borne diseases. Water is natural breeding ground for disease. There are different sorts too, from the ones that could give you stomach pains to the ones that could very well kill you. People should be very careful of their drinking water too.

People with ulcer can't drink juice when they're hungry. Acidic people stay away from juices with citric flavours, while people who suffered from amoebiasis would drown themselves in water-substitutes for fear of relapse.

So which is which really? It's a reality that you can't last 3 days without water. Does that say that you can live life with water alone?

Just some questions to ask yourselves while I go drink...



A cup of coffee... :)

The proximity of a desirable thing tempts one to over indulgence. On that path lies danger.

Got this while aimlessly wandering the net earlier this evening.

I'm really not a big fan of cats. I can't help but admire her eyes though.

I hope you like it m'lady. :)

"Sir, I exist!" A man said to the universe. " However," replied the universe, "The fact has not created in me, a sense of obligation."

I just turned 22. On the 22nd of July.

Well, there really isn't anything special about it. It happens every year anyway.

I guess when you grow as old (as you feel age creeping), you stop getting excited when it comes to celebrating those yearly markers.

That's not to say I'm ungrateful for those who spent a second of their time (and a piso of their load) to greet me.

Thank you very much ya'll. :)

Its been great, those 22 years. And having guys like you around made it that way. Those who never fail to make me smile, and even those who tend to add to the creases in my forehead. (Ya'll know who you are).

Inspite of my inihibition in celebrating birthdays, I suppose I am looking forward to another year. It's a gift from God after all. I guess the only thing I'm wishing for is for me to make the most out of whatever this year brought me. I usually have problems with that, being a slow learner and all.

A lot of weird things are happening lately, and I'm guessing its mostly because of the rain.

Ok so maybe they're not because of the rain but they're sure as hell weird.

1. Alpha, Levs, Gil and I went to grab something hot the other day. I was craving for Gotoking's La Paz Batchoy so we went to the nearest one we could find, the one in SM. It took us about a minute to notice how a great number of people, including the two girls with me, seem to be of a mind to wear red jackets. We decided to count them, just for the fun of it. In the end it wasn't funny anymore. My eyes were so sore by the time we reached 80++ that I was teary eyed while driving home.
2. After eating we went to the comfort room. Lo and behold, as I walked in, there were not one, not two, but three very loud, very discondertingly dressed transvestites hanging out by the sink inside the CR. They were telling stories of their guys, fixing their hair, putting on make up and stuff. You know, the kind of things girls normally do when they go to the CR together, for God knows what, bonding I suppose. I don't know, I guess I'm just not used to anyone bonding by the sink inside the male CR.
3. I went home at about 8:30. It was raining all day in Manila and guess what? There was no flood in España. It rained the whole day and the only real puddle of water I saw was in Philcoa. Weird.
4. Classes were cancelled today. It's raining hard the whole day. Still no flood. I guess I should be thankful to the MMDA guys dredging the sewers a block away from where I live. Its funny when you spend the whole day inside the house. Its like living in a different time zone altogether. I had breakfast at 11 am. I slept immediately after that and woke up at about 3 pm which means I ate my lunch at 4 pm. I went to the grocery store, tankful that I didnt encounter anyone wearing a red jacket. I bought some stuff and by the time I got home, I was ready to fall asleep again.
5. Lastly, and probably the weirdest thing right now, I'm in front of the PC at 3 am eating a bowl of oatmeal. I don't eat oatmeal. I hate oatmeal. The last time I ate oatmeal I was in 5th grade and I vomited. And right now, I'm actually enjoying it.

Weird. Things are just plain weird right now.

We are all immortals, 'till the day we die.

Finally, an update. After a whole month.

When I started this blog I promised myself at leastly a weekly update and a monthly template change. I did neither. Damn.

Anyway, since my last post was about 20 questions, i guess its only fitting to begin updating my blog with that.

I watched the July 8 7:30 showing of the play at the Center for Arts in Timog with Abby, Jay, Levs and Virge. I was actually a little apprehensive about the whole deal. Since one, there was actually a storm brewing (a real one, not the metaphorical one), two, I didnt like the ambiance of the venue, and three, I didnt like the kind of people coming to see the show. No offense to them. They're simply just not my type of crowd. :)

All in all it was good. On the outset we knew the play had a great story. At least I think it had a good story, and I can pretty well name a lot of people who think its great.

Not much can be said about the said. What would you expect, it was set the whole time in a single room, so the challenge for the whole production I would think, would be to make the whole affair inside as realistic as possible.

The girl who played Yumi was great. Her performance was really genuine and I really loved seeing her act. It was really endearing to see her reaction when Jigs told her she was his crush in the barkada all along.

On the other hand, the guy who played Jigs (I'm sorry I wasn't very particular with their names), I think, could have done a better job with his character. I don't know, he was 'stiff' the whole time. I'm no expert, so I guess that may have been Jigs character all along. Then again I cant help but compare the two actors' performance and find that the girl's performance was the one that really rocked.

Then there was the little discussion at the end of the play with the writer himself, Juan Ekis. There were some really good points raised, although I was really pissed off with the host of the discussion. I mean, if you wanted to have a good, intelligent discussion, you should at least play the part of a good, intelligent host and not joke around most of the time.

One good question that was raised though was the question about the existence of guys like Jigs today. I personally dont think its relevant to guys, so girls?

We stopped by Mocha Blends for a cup of coffee and a slice of cake. I don't know whether it was the cake, the coffee or the things Joan Nakar sent me through text that night that made me want to vomit. It could very well be because of all of them.

At least I was feeling better by the time we got home. Coffee and gossip never really get along well in my stomach.

After that it was an interestingly dreamless, but ultimately restful sleep.