the no_brainer strikes back

:: November 29, 2008 :: 10:13 PM :: 0 comments ::

hala.. naunsa naman ning kinabuhi-a.. butangi....

Setting your own custom domain

:: November 24, 2008 :: 06:35 AM :: 1 comments ::

In the past, you've had to contact me to set your own custom domain. This is no longer the case - I've added a new page in the control panel (Settings > Set Custom Domain) which lets you set your own domain name. I've updated the documentation page with instructions on how to set-up your Tabulas to use a domain name.

**plok**

:: November 13, 2008 :: 08:27 PM :: 0 comments ::

Yeah, that sounds just right. I gotta hit myself hard enough to wake up. I guess this is as close to a pride check as anyone would try to classify this. I dunno. I'm just blabbering as we speak. I dare not place this where anyone in the Material Plane could access of they choose to. I mean, none of the people or "friends" that I see every day traverse the Plane of Shadow or they probably have found some other plane or material plane in which they have migrated to.

Anyway. So I tried applying "upstairs". I got called. Did the demo. Apparently, since my destruction from the Material Plane of Toril, and while I was in spirit mode, my skills got rusted. If I would apply a D&D3.5 term here, you could call it...gaining a negative level. Yeah, I guess that's the closest for anyone who would care to interpret that. Since I'm all rusted, I dont think my demo had enough ammo to have the people from the Clockwork Nirvana of Mechanus to revive me. I could blame this on several people but I think I wont. I think this time around, I will admit to failure.

Yeah, that's what this is. An admission post of sorts. I think this is the year that I will hate the most. True, some good things did happen but a lot more shitty events happened. And from what I've learned so far, it's not enough that the ruler of Toril has seen to my destruction. She wishes to have my spirit consumed as well. I dont know what to do anymore. There are other options, yes. But they both pale in comparison to the Clockwork Nirvana of Mechanus and the Material Plane of Toril (at this point I'd say it's Abier [post-Spellplague]).

Now, you might ask, why do I think I failed? The petitioners for Mechanus all went through the same initial process that I did. What happened after was different. And I think that is something to consider. I probably am getting ahead of myself (as always) but it's always better to assume that. I will need to prepare for my presence in Arborea. That's not to say I am giving up hope, but mahirap na umasa. And so, prepare I shall.

I dunno. I guess I'm just thinking out loud. But this is my time to prepare. Nasaktan lang ako sa prospect na maangatan pa ako ng mga mauuna sa akin. Hindi ko sinasabi na hindi nila deserve yun. Qualified naman sila eh. Ang masakit dun, ako yung stuck. Yung hindi na nakaalis at umangat. Ang masama pa dun, nag-regress pa. Yes, this is totally my fault. I am blaming myself for this. And one of the reasons why I'm saying this here in the Plane of Shadow is masakit at mahirap na maging masaya ka na nakaangat sila. Hindi ka rin naman pwedeng magalit dahil wala kang karapatan. Hindi mo pwedeng ipakita na hindi ka masaya kasi ampanget naman nun, rude. So ngiti ka sa labas pero todo ang bitterness pag mag-isa ka na.

Ewan. Siguro kailangan ko na lang talaga mag-focus sa mga importanteng mga bagay and keep up appearances kung kinakailangan. A solution should present itself soon. I just have to relearn my skills and be patient.

:: reading - wala ::
:: hearing - wala ::
:: watching - wala ::
:: feeling - bitter and angry ::

Pagpupugay sa Kamonte

:: November 12, 2008 :: 11:40 AM :: 6 comments ::

I've been on a foodie mode recently. This "kamonte," lovingly given (hehe) by one of our college deans on one equally lovely lunchtime, became the central theme of this yet another mediocre lit attempt. This is written in Virac Bicol. Translation will be done later.

SA PAG GILUMDOM SA PAG GINA-HA

Sisay kaya
ang dai ma-ara
Sa natok
kang saimong
tagok?
Kuboll
kang mga bilog
mong unod
Na ga-susod
sa kaillalloman
Ning daga,
na dai pa
nakut-kot?

Mahallat ka pa kaya
Na ika padagos
na malla-as buda
Ma-pang-gang?

Panitan mo na,
Ibikllad,
Bubo-dan
Ning hamis, buda
natok,
Serbiha na,
Tanganing
ang basog
Abot hanggang
ri-og!

Ode to the Last Slice of Pizza

:: November 11, 2008 :: 11:08 AM :: 5 comments ::

Robinson’s Manila, 4^th Floor

23/10/80

This last slice of pizza untouched,

Will remind me that I shall go back

In a God-knows-where table

Where we can marathon once more

Over lost time, and long lost years

To where this would lead, there is no guarantee

My uncertainty is a dough – bland, gummy

with doubt, like this: will I be able

to measure up to the unconventional?

Dearest, the comings and goings

will be like morsels

of pepperonis, and all those fillings

silently breaking

from thin crust

of memories,

My haggard fingers will pick

the fallen bits

on my lap

one by one

and will end up to where my yearning

mouth - hungry for pieces of you,

Is forever waiting.

Psyche

:: November 9, 2008 :: 12:14 PM :: 10 comments ::

SERENE BEAUTY - Photographing Conching with my handyphone cam as she is weighed down by heavy baggage.

VIRAC'S URBANSCAPE - Conching gives life to this dictum: "Out of clutter, find simplicity; in discord, find harmony...."

I chanced upon Conching near Banco de Oro ATM machine. She was in deep slumber; weary body slumped against the Catholic Gift Shoppe of Virac Diocese chancery.

I was in a short queue. She was in a long trip to Halcyon.

Suddenly, her stentorian voice ripped across the corners. It rained all too sudden. She got mad at Heavens who disturbed her from placid sleep.

And now, it's my turn to the money machine. Offline.

I cursed the system.

2nd Sem

:: November 6, 2008 :: 04:17 PM :: 2 comments ::

1. Less talk, more action. More action talaga dapat kasi 21 units ba naman ako. Ayoko na magcram like I did nung first sem na 2 hours before the deadline gagawa ng script. Ok lang siguro 4 hourse before the deadline. Hahaha saka kung panic mode, trabaho pa rin, no time for whining and blaming the universe causing you bad luck

2. Stay away from bad vibes: mga negative masyado, sobra magpanic, etc. Narealize ko kasi last sem na nakakainis at nakakahawa yung negativity ng mga taong sobrang negative mag-isip na konting problema lang end of the world na, saka mga may uber low self-esteem na parang nagpapaawa na.

3. Mag-iipon na ako. Malapit na mag-Pasko. Saka para hindi na ako mamulubi at umutang sa mga tao. Ayoko pa naman yung feeling na may utang ako sa iba.

4. Lagi kong dadalhin yung notebook ko wherever I go, para pag may ideas ako hindi lang sa drafts ng cellphone ko mapupunta. Lately andami kong story ideas and shit, eh napupuno na drafts ko, so dapat talaga sinusulat. Tapos after ko isulat shine-share ko sa mga nakakausap ko para di ko talaga makalimutan, tas ma-develop pa. Haha sorry samga shine-share-an ko, alam ko minsan nakakainis na yung kwento ako ng kwento about my ideas.

Ayun lang. Excited na ako for the second semester. Basta, optimism lang yan eh.

Kung di ka excited pumasok, isipin mo na lang makakasama mo friends mo, at matututo ka ng mga bagong bagay. Kung di magwork yung pag-iisip nun, kawawa ka naman, baka wala kang friends o kaya hindi ka ready matuto ng bagong bagay.

Kung takot sa prof na terror na nakuha sa CRS, sus, prof lang yan. There are scarier things, like heights (in my case) or getting hit by a truck while crossing the pedestrian lane. Sa mga nag-warn sa akin about taking terror profs and subjects that'll burn a hole in your wallet, salamat sa warning pero I'd rather take those and LEARN rather than take shitty subjects and profs, only to bash them mid-sem dahil wala kang natututunan.

3rd year 2nd sem, 21 units ako. Yung iba rin ginagawa 'to para pagdating ng 4th year magaan ang buhay, 15 units na lang or so, para makapag-focus sa thesis. Hehehe ako sa 4th year 21 units pa rin gusto ko, kukuha ako ng extra subjects para mas matuto pa. I'll take advantage of the 300/unit rate--kesa naman yung naggraduate na ako at saka ko maiisip na shit sana kumuha ako ng French tapos too late na, 1,500 per 12 sessions na ang babayaran ko sa kung saang institute imbis na 300/unit lang nung undergrad ako

Ang labo ng entry ko sobra hahaha.

Unnumbered Larawan Series

:: November 6, 2008 :: 01:39 PM :: 11 comments ::

After my one-day PRSP seminar-workshop at Ayala Tower One, I headed to UP College of Mass Communications last October 25. I thought of inquiring from the CMC Graduate School about their postgrad program offering. Too bad, when I got there, the office's closed. Weekend.

After the fruitless sidetrip, my friend Lyn, who is a Sanggumay dormer, invited me for lunch. In heading to the dorm, I got lost along the way. My legendary poor sense of direction once more manifested.

From CMC, I had an aimless walk. I passed along Abelardo Hall, Engineering, School of Statistics, then Apacible.

I texted Lyn: "Haen na ako?" She replied: "Riko ka sa gwa traffic light sa wala, if hari ka sa CMC, then dire diretso na ang mga two blocks". "Lampas na ako traffic light, I retorted.

"Uya na ako sa may Apacible, I said." Dapat sa Roces St. Sain ang Apacible?"

"Diretso ka lang, then wala, then to-o."

Lyn continued giving directions. ""Riko ka tapos baybayon mo ang mga dorms, Molave, Yakal, then to-o"

Then off I proceeded. "Lakaw, Samuel Belibet, lakaw..."

"Lyn, uya na ako sa tapat International House!"

Hahaha!, Lyn texted back. "Sakay ka na lang Ikot. Harayo ka na!"

Ah, I actually wasn't able to absorbe her instructions. I cannot actually figure out where to point direction. I am poor in following directions.

In that aimless wandering, I took pictures along the way. Better than being totally "anga-anga." Hehe.

Here are the shots:

TINGALA - The view on top. In front of Abelardo Hall, I aimed my camera to the sky. There, the canopy of acacia tree created a geometic wonder.

This stately natural splendor is parallel to this picture I took while killing time at the 25th floor lobby of Ayala Tower One.

TOWER OF POWER - I aimed my camera straight upwards. The result - a sci-fi like scene.

WATCHING my steps as I walk towards UP Engineering, these rectangular blocks caught my attention - they seem to be less trodden. Lichens remain unhampered. Too bad, there was a construction going on - these cobbled pathwalk are being demolished for a concrete pavement.

Q-GIRL - Move over, catwalk superstars. This banana cue girl will give you all a run for your money. The street is her one big runway.

MGA BATANG UPD - compared to me who got lost inside the main UPD artery, these 'yo' kids seem to have better sense of direction.

Sayang lang, cut short su date mi ni Lyn. Hehe. I was in a hurry for my 6 p.m. bus trip. Magagamohon pa naman ako pag ga byahe. We were supposed to cap our meeting at Starbucks, after rummaging at Powerbooks.

Next time....

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