Where I am Not...

My college friend visited my blog recently. We went to college together. My second college that is in Naga City. Back then I still thought I was going to be an Electronics Communication Engineer. Technically I am already an Electronics Communications Engineer. But I have not touched a since capacitor since I got my PRC Licence. Well, maybe I did touch one when I was messing around with my PC. Not messing around like you mess around with a person, mind you.

And that my friends is train-of-thought writing. Hahaha.

Back to topic.

Most of my college friends (form Manila and Naga)have gone off to work in the industry as engineers, programmers, scientists (the most famous one being the little lady who studies moisture content on Mars), etc. I would have probably followed them all if I finished on time.

But then, life didn't work out as I had planned. I had to leave Manila. I had to move to Naga City to finish my studies. While everyone else was graduating and moving on to the working world, I was back in school.

Looking back, I think being deported to Naga was one of the best things that happened to my life. That was the time I learned to cook, to live alone, to be independent, to accept myslef, and to love. I had my first serious relationship during that time. I also had my first heartbreak. A lot of things happened.

Life happened.

Life sometimes takes us to places we never even dreamed of, and if we have faith and the courage to step out there and embrace what it offers, we might just find ourselves exploring new horizons we never thought possible.

The Alchemist

The boy reached through to the Soul of the World and saw that it was a part of the Soul of God. And he saw that the Soul of God was his own soul. And that he, a boy, could perform miracles.

That was really beautiful book. I loved it. I want to write so much about it. But where to begin, I could go on for days, so I'll stop right now...

Ich fahre mit dem Fahrad...yuche!

Today I learned how to rode a bike.

I know I'm a bit old for that. And it is a bit embarrasing. One of my more embarrasing secrets. Well, maybe not as embarrasing as not being able to play basketball. But I think I can get away with the basketball thing a bit longer since I'm no longer in the Philippines. Hehe.

Daniel, my housemate started teaching me one night when we were out with some friends at Lila Eule, a local discotheque. (i.e. "club" to us Filipinos). One of the guys decided to go to his girlfriends place so we had an extra bike to go home with. Daniel asked me if I could ride it home with him but I had to confess I didn't know how to ride. He said it was ok, and it was a perfect time to start learning. Sure, I thought. No better time to learn than at 3am, with all of us drunk and stoned. But we did anyway.

It did make sense later on since at 3am there were no cars or other bikers on the road. I was also too drunk and stoned to care that I looked like a spaz on a bike. But I managed with only a few bruises, and a lot of inebriated laughter.

Today Daniel invited me for another try. We drove to the country road in the dark (it was around 10pm) I managed not to fall at all this time (I was sober) and we went around 5 kilometers out of town and another 5 kilometers back.

It was nice workout to be out in the open air. It got really windy and started raining (and was really dark, we didn't bring lights), but I managed. (insert applause here)

In the times I was able to take my eyes away from the aspalt and look at the countryside, I thought it must be really relaxing to just take a bike and ride out there during the day.

Kwento lang.

Why do I keep a blog anyway?

My feelings for my blog change from time to time. It's not a bad thing at all if you ask me. Change is a part of all of us as we go through the cycles of life. Life I believe is all about the cycles. The year is governed by the cycles of the season. Brething is a cyclic process of inhalation and exhalation and inhalation and so on. Walknig, the rotation of the planets, the rising and setting of the sun, the birth and death of a living thing. Cycles.

I think its important to be aware of these cycles. Not to fight them but be aware of them.

One of the reasons I started a blog was becasue I saw myslef undergoing changes though time. The way I think, my attitude towards life, my beliefs. As I gained more experience I felt I was becoming more attuned to this world in my own little way. I wanted to keep track of these changes. To be aware of how I've changed though the years. Sometimes a book or an event changes my outlook on life. Sometimes a person inspires me to new ideas. Sometimes the changes are drastic and life changing, sometimes it just teaches me how to make a better hamburger. Whatever the case, it affects and changes me.

I write so I can remember. I write so I can remember how far I've come, and how much I haven't changed.

Mostly I've been posting here the "good" things in life. I appologize ahead of time to those who are reading this blog in the future. I've decided to try to write also when I'm down, feeling selfish, greedy or self righteous. I will write because its part of me. The good and the bad and the unclassifiable.

To those reading this, let me thank you for listening to this rambling idiot. Thank you for your comments. Thank you for the conversations.

Have a nice day!

Namaste