The Nosebleed Club

I have read from the Mindanao Bloggers Group about "the nosebleed club" which was "named as such" by Dominique Cimafranca after Bone MD posted his experience in a bloggers party where he was seated in a table with the people whom he described as "everything-i-don't-know-they-knew-guys"... I believe that it was a not just a comical description but also an honest remark that not all bloggers are super techie, but the catch is - - - we all are united in blogging for Mindanao and blogging for good content although not all of us can relate to RSS and all that techie stuff...

Honestly, I wish to personally know Bone MD. Why? Because he is an orthopedic surgeon! He could be the answer to my prayers... The answer to my scoliosis! Maybe, when my sister is finished with her med school, maybe then my sis and Bone MD could perform a surgery on me... Honestly, its scary!

I have this bad experience with my previous ortho... The last time I went to his clinic for consultation, he was always texting and not listening to me at all! I hate him for that, and I never did go back to his clinic... My two other siblings also have scoliosis and I never recommended them to my previous doctor... HMPF!!!

Anyway, speaking of nosebleed... Law school life is super harsh specially on MWF schedule when we have to deal with both Dean Quitain and Atty. Torreña's firing-squad recitation.. They are really great teachers and I know it's really very hard to "crawl" into it but I know that its all worth it... Nobody said law school is easy...

I'll be organizing a fraternity soon... And it will be called "The Nosebleed Fraternity." Membership will be exclusive to the law students of the University of Mindanao who have remained sane after at least one full semester under the classes of Queen Judge Adlawan and the Three Musketeers Atty. Bartolo, Atty. Bonocan, and Atty. Torreña. If you have been under the classes of the afore-mentioned teachers for one full semester at anytime within your stay at the UM College of Law, then you may apply for membership. It is not necessary though that you have been under the four (4) teachers in the same semester (that would be suicide!).

~bwahahah! (--,)

Time management

If time management would be a subject, I would surely flunk. My daily schedule is already packed with work and study but here I am posting a nonsense blog entry. Apart from blogging, I keep my friendster, facebook, and multiply accounts up to date. Right now, it seems that there is a need to delete all these network accounts.. After all, they would do me no good and are very time-consuming.

Why am I still on friendster? Yeah, not only friendster considering that I have myspace, facebook, multiply, and I don't know what else I've signed up with, all I'm sure of is I already deleted my wayn account... Why am I blogging? Honestly, I have three blog accounts: xanga (not updated...), wordpress (i signed up a year ago, but started posting only last week), and blogger (of course, where I maintain 17 blogs, about 5 of which are already inactive...). Is this my way of making my life more complicated?

Well, maybe...

Stressed out!

I need to de-stress... I need more than just a big meal... I need sleep, I need rest... My back aches so much... I wanna cry... I thought I was through with this ordeal after my resignation and after my second year... Unfortunately, there's no alleviation at all.. The world's still as heavy as it was before...

But in spite of it all, I'm grateful that I had a great vacation, it is my only consolation...

An open letter to Bal

Let me begin by saying that I do not hate you... I scanned the pages of your friendster account, hoping to fish out some information and these are what I've found...


I had my preliminary and secondary education way back then in Immaculate Heart of Mary Academy. It is where I met my BARKADAs and friends, my band mates and my well... other "LOVE TEAMS" hehehe... As of the moment I wrote this, I was still studying in Ateneo de Davao University taking up Bachelor of Science in Management Accounting. I plan to go to law school and become a lawyer.

I've watched you while you were growing, and I know that you are a brilliant kid. Since we were kids, you amazed me with your intelligence. Yes, you have the potential of becoming a very good lawyer someday. I hope someday that you would eventually pursue this dream.. If only you would pursue this dream...

The only thing I wanted in life to give a good life to my future family, provide them what they need, and be the husband and father that they could be proud of. I can say that I am not a religious person, but I believe in God as much as I believe that there is still hope every time I take a breath. I would want to full fill my dreams and would always give hopes to my fantasies. My dreams are those that I stated earlier, for my family; for them to be well-supported and well-provided persons physically, emotionally, and spiritually. As a future father, I want to be a provider. I want to stand and take responsibility because that is what a father should instantly posses.

I also have fantasies that for others (or for most...) are highly illogical. I wanted to be a boxing champion or a rock star. But well... They are just mere fantasies that if luck enough, and I mean really lucky enough, I can have a taste of what I fantasize for. I would not risk these fantasies though for good life. I am not willing to pay the price for glory especially if it would put the life and safety of my family at stake. Family comes first.

I cried while reading those words... Your fantasies, you've been telling us almost everyday. You've been working hard for it, really hard. We all know you've got what it takes to be that one you've fantasized about. I know I am not one of those who support you in this endeavor. I know how hard it is to be alone in this one thing that you've been dreaming to achieve. I know that you know my reasons for not supporting you. You may not understand me now, but you know that our intentions are for your own benefit.

Don't ever think that we've abandoned you.

You're still young. You have a bright future ahead of you, only if you use your time well. I know that you are wise enough. Man isn't faultless. We make mistakes. We make wrong decisions. But that doesn't mean that we are forever barred from starting anew. We are meant to stand after each fall.

It's not wrong to decide for yourself. But each decision you make carries with it a lot of responsibilities and consequences. Just imagining you in a boxing match scares me to death. Remember, every blow that you receive and every wound that you incur, you're not the only one who's hurting. You may feel that physical pain but we, too, are hurting more than the physical pain that you feel. It's like an emotional torture.

I weep for your parents who have labored so much to put you in a good school. I weep for their dreams and hopes of seeing you someday in your toga. I weep for that little boy I once knew, the grown man that little boy has become has somehow gone astray.

I pray that you'll find your way back soon.

Feelings.....

Styf has a new blog... I commend her for being an open book when it comes to her feelings and emotions... I'm such a coward when it comes to things like that. I'm never truly expressive... Sigh...