Another One Of Those Lame Excuses
Doing Nothing and Writing Something..
..fiction writing makes people think about things that aren’t really possible literally but can actually be a source of a metaphorical inspiration of courage, freedom, creativity and strong-will.
It’s a question that writers who don’t get paid (yet) to write nor promised of any profit (so far) should ask themselves. But why the hell should I ask them about it? I should ask the question to myself first.
You loathsome selfish bastard.
But yeah, we all have our reasons. Some write because they get great royalties from Google. Some write because they are paid 50 pesos/300 words. Some people write because it’s trendy and cool. Some people write because it makes them sound (and hopefully, look) smart. Some people write because their crazy professor asked them to. Some people write because that’s what their friends do. Some people write because they have a pen and paper.
And some, ultimately…
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Escaping
11:47PM
03-18-10
I’ve watched Dear John. And I heard the song “Set The Fire To The Third Bar”. Specifically, I was hit by the line “miles from where you are” and I watched the Official video, and thus, this blog post was born.
There are times when you see someone personally and you don’t care. And there are times when you have someone far yet you feel like that person is somewhere near. What’s the difference? I think it’s choice.
People often say that long-distance relationships never work, and I would like to say otherwise. But the distance is often painful, hard, and effortful to the point of surrender. But choice, as will always be, will come first.
Escaping will be an option, yes. But facing all of these together will be the most rational and long-term solution to everything.
I will sleep.
ALTASHHETH
12:21AM
03-19-10
ACKNOWLEDGMENT
March 05, 2010
6:06AM
This was written for my THESIS. I haven’t written here for days and I wish that I will be able to by next week. I just don’t have enough time.
After a few months of pretty hard labor and non-stop head juicing, it is finally done. A lot of people and inanimate objects helped us in doing so and I thank all of them. Nonetheless, I would specifically want to thank:
MY PARENTS – Mrs. Marites Santiago and Mr. Robert Santiago who never wavered in supporting me both financially and emotionally. I hate the fact that I’m already this..mature and sooner or later, I will have to have my own life. I wish I can forever stay as your stubborn and silent kid.
The UP BETA SIGMA FRATERNITY and The UP SIGMA BETA SORORITY
Brods, our times together – both good and bad – will stay with me as long as I live. Let us continue propagating all that is good and noble in men. Cheers! Also to Brod Ules’ family, thank you for letting us in, always.
Sisses, stay beautiful both inside and out.
OMP’S UNLIMITED BUDDIES – (Among others: Marnel-my thesis partner, Ron – boardmate forever, Jules-missing in action, Kett-silent but deadly, Saer-unlimited food and drinks, Win2-tall yet short, Joei – eerily primal, Zanthe – Ms. “Waaaaaa”, Regine – Patok buddy since Highschool, Brod Joel – the neutralizer and manugbantay sang hubog and Ren – thanks sa pag bulig encode)
I started my life here in the University with a bang because of you guys. After years of listening to my unfounded ‘emoness’ and my weird pa-deep¬ moments, I’m glad that you are all still intact. Now that we admittedly have gone our own ways, I’m glad that we still try to stay together and hang out once in a while. Those moments in BALAY KANLAON (Rm 19) and the OLD OMP’s will always be ours and ours alone.
FRIENDS – You know you are one if you think you are one. I would’ve liked to mention you all specifically but it will take me hours more. Kidding. I don’t want to appear assuming that you are my friend, so I didn’t go specific. Kidding again. 😀 Thank you for: The pat in the back. The crazy laughing moments. The kaya mo na times. The Love. The Patience in listening. The countless tambay hours. The gift of person. Mentioning your names will be petty compared to the Thanks that I wish to give.
PAKNER – Mr. Marnel Ticao. T, tapos man sya gali noh? Thanks for the patience and for the utter willingness to be my partner in this…adventure.
YOU WHO CAME IN LATE – “Treasures are best kept buried.” Forgive me for my frequent doubts and sentimentality. I will never be the same because of you. I don’t know where this will end up, but nothing will keep me away as long as you want me to stay. Amin mela lle bok.
MY WEIRD ATTACHMENTS – Bagani and Teddy who, on countless occasions, listened to me. Kismet, my cat, for the battle scars.
SAMASA PARTY ALLIANCE – To my own mass org LFS especially, thank you for opening my eyes, my heart and my mind. Let us continue Arousing, Organizing, and Mobilizing the masses for a substantial social change. Padayon mga kaupod!
PSYCHOLOGY FACULTY MEMBERS – Statistics, details, substance and more. These wouldn’t have been successful if not for all your help: Ms. Moniq Muyargas, our wacky and outspoken thesis adviser. Mr. Jose Go, for checking our development from time to time.Ms. Lea Pradilla, for the statistical part. Mr. Darius Salaum, for the insights and the additional help in the statistical part. Ms. Parcon, for your presence in the presentation.
THE CREATOR – I will forever doubt that you exist, you know that. But if you’re there, thanks.
ALTASHHETH
7:01AM
March 05, 2010
That “Feeling” Again..
8:21PM
February 15, 2010
Sometimes, things and events happen so fast that you don’t even notice it. But at the end of the day, when you are alone and you stop and think about what had happened that day, you come to realize that a lot took place and you aren’t able to determine how to react.
For the benefit of my ‘old readers’ (mind you, there’s not much to count really), I am happy as hell. And it is very unlikely that I will revert to my old “lash-me-oh-please-lash-me” style of writing. I just had a pretty rough day and the fact that the only one who can make these all go away is not here, it makes it a lot worse.
Today is basically like this: Class -> Make Report -> Consult for thesis -> Bond with friends and resist the urge to drink with them -> Class -> Class w/ a postponed report. For people who are really into hard labor, maybe they’ll ask: “The hell, that’s it?” And I will answer: “Yeah, Hell that’s it.” And there will be no point.
And for those “Oh so profound” individuals, they might reason out that it is possible that in between those events, some small things happened that I really just didn’t mind at first but is attacking me now. But now, I have this feeling again of wanting to do nothing mixed with wanting to do something. How lame, huh? I really suffer during this moments. And everything cracks – my thoughts, my body and my emotions. For my thoughts, only a few might’ve gone this far because my thoughts up there are as insignificant as the booger of an ant. As for my body, I feel my neck and my back aching during these times. And as for my emotions, I basically don’t feel anything during these times. I hate this. I’m writing all about me. (How do you hate it when you said just earlier that you don’t feel now?)
I might as well sleep.
Please read my previous blog posts. They are a lot better compared to this.
ALTASHHETH
8:47PM
February 15, 2010
Hai Na Ku..
Flame
Wake up this wonder
It can help in anything
But like fire, take heed
Dormancy
Jolly and loyal
But dare not betray his smile
No words for decades
Burning Candle
Candle burning bright
Find strength to light it again
After it’s put out
About Myself and More
09:27AM
February 10, 2010
I lived for 20 years now and still, I need to pause for seconds or minutes even just to figure out what how to write something about myself.
For starters, I am Joseph Maynard Acallar, born into this world on October 10, 1989 and yes, I will be 21 on “10-10-10” this year. That makes me lucky, huh? I was born in Bacolod City, Negros Occidental and I practically grew up in the streets of Talisay City, Negros Occidental. But transferred to Bacolod City last 2006.
To mellow down the melodramatic air that will most probably start once I tell you about my family background, I will bluntly say that I was born to a 19-year old BA Economics student from the University of St. LaSalle Bacolod and my father was nowhere to be found during those times but presently, I am “dating” him for 2 years now and my mother is married to another man for almost 15 years now. They have 2 children – my half-siblings – one female and one male, now 15 years old and 7 years old respectively.
The fewer people that I am with, the happier I am. I have a lot of friends though, but I prefer to make close attachments to only a few of them and at most, to only one. I enjoy playing computer games, especially RPG games that has deep storylines. I also am fond of daydreaming – imagining scenes for almost always unwritten stories and novels – and writing stuff about my thoughts. In addition, just like any other kid (kid?) of my age, I like music. But unlike most of them, I don’t pick out one genre and bang myself on the wall while listening to it and shut my ears when I hear a different kind of melody. Also, like my preference with video games, I prefer to know the lyrics of that song first before I can say that I like it.
I am quite fond of animals too. I have a pet cat named Kismet (Destiny or Fate in Turkish) and 2 (now 4 because they gave birth a few weeks ago, yey!) white mice that is living in a pretty spacious aquarium. I had 5 turtles before but for some reason, they’re nowhere to be found.
To end, my blogposts usually reflect how I view things and as they say, “For more information, just subscribe to my blogs.”
ALTASHHETH
09:48AM
Picture Story..
06:45AM
February 8, 2010
Screen shots were taken from my all time favorite PS Game – Genso Suikoden II.
No words for me now.
I will wait.
ALTASHHETH
7:09AM
February 8, 2010
Joseph Maynard Acallar
A guy that can do nothing but look for Life's craps and turn them into cat food.
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