chongkitunababy

egg's plant

ITO ang mga lalaking pinagtangkaan kong hablutan ng talong nung christmas party namin.

masaya naman ang phallic-inspired na larong ito pero nakakainis nga lang kasi talagang naka-mindset na ako na ako na ang mananalo, hanggang third round lang pala ako. nakakasanayan ko na nga ata talagang ma-agawan (ng talong?haha) at ma-frustrate these past few days...

eto ang mechanics, malamang familiar na ang karamihan sa inyo sa medyo makamundong patakaran ng larong ito:

para lang itong trip to jerusalem, kaya lang imbis na makikipagbakbakan ka para maunang makaupo, ang gagawin mo dito ay makikipag-unahan ka sa mga babaeng katulad mo ding umiikot, sumasayaw at umaasa na sa pagtigil ng tugtog ay may talong silang hawak-hawak sa kanilang maiinit na palad.ang walang talong , talo. syempre, hindi magkasing dami ang bilang ng lalaki sa babae kaya asahan mong talagang tagisan ito ng lakas at will power para manatili sa laro.

medyo physically at emotionally demanding nga lang ang larong ito, kailangan malakas kang maniko at pwede pang makaaway mo kahit ang kaibigan mo sa pakikipag-agawan. kaya nga nagsanay pa ako para kahit aminado akong nag-deteriorate na ang aking 'talong grabing skills' (dahil hindi na ako kasing bata ng dati at mabagal na ang aking reflexes) hindi ito magiging sagabal sa aking tagumpay.

anyway, it turned out na hindi pala ang reflexes ko o ang eye-to-hand coordination ko ang may problema.kulang na pala ako sa concentration  para manalo although sobrang hinangad ko ito.kasabay ng kantang boom tarat tarat na naghuhumiyaw sa background ay nakipag-kumpitensiya din sa aking utak ang mensahe na sublimely na isinusuggest ng laro ito: kung wala kang talong, talo ka. 

this time siguro na-realize ko lang na 'di ko kailangan manakit ng tao at makipag-agawan para lang sa isang talong...i'd rather be single ^_^

patay, i think i just kissed my religion goodbye

Hearing the news about my new found 'single blessedness' my friend Ruby advised me to read Josh Harris's "I Kissed Dating Goodbye." A day after that, I borrowed Dana's copy.

That was almost a week ago. Sadly up to this day, I just can't get past page 53.

I thought I am going to read about the 101 of the "joys" of being out of the constraints of coupledom and I even remembered hoping that maybe i could bring myself to believe that there really is such a thing as 'single blessedness'. 5 minutes later, deep into the first chapter of this book I found myself  stuck in a philosophical question about the meaning of life...a far fetch from what i was expecting to decipher earlier.

Harris asserted that we should love not to give ourselves pleasure but to glorify God.Suddenly my id --spoiled as it is-- decided to throw a temper tantrum...(sabi nga ni ma'am bautista pag may batang nagtatantrums... ignore! ignore!) but since my id --as I have said --is spoiled, that's why I put the book down. It has been years since i have decided that my superego isn't doing its' job right and now my ego doesn't know where to find the right defense mechanism to act against this principle and make my id shut the hell up.

I just can't digest the idea that I must live my life for someone else -- even for God (sorry papajesus). I don't know if my concept of freewill is twisted but I believe that you can't experience life fully unless you are free to do what you want (...inclusive na dito and walang kamatayang relasyon ng karapatan at responsibilidad--kaya sana walang hihirit na kung gagawin ng lahat ng tao ang gusto nila papatayin tayo ng anarkiya... ^_^). I don't want to grow old and my life would be full of what might have beens and what ifs so despite the occasional mishaps I would not have wanted to live in any other way because "to err is definitely human and definitely charactheristic of karen". I might have had my hefty share of heartaches because I choose to do every thing as I please but in the end I always emerge "bruised but never broken" and definitely stronger and wiser so, I guess all of that is justified.

Besides, if I live my life according to another standard (e.g., those that has been written in  the bible, or koran or the red book) then if I die and I found out that there is no God pala or Mao Zedong is enjoying his private jet and private pool in his private heaven , I am sure I have wasted a perfectly good oppurtunity to really live. Now, if it were the other way around, and God does exist and has prepared an extensive power point presentation of how I have 'exploited' my life on earth, well then at least I could honestly tell God that I have enjoyed the life he has given me and sincerely thank him for it.^_^