Friday, September 21, 2007

[] oN BeiNG a PHiLoSoPHeR []

I have been poetic, as i have seen my insights from the past. But it collides with my current occupation as a philosopher. I don't know if I can still give justice to my insights but as far as I may concern, what I would want to write is a feature literary. I must make the idea sound but compeling, Something a kid may understand at his first reading.

I read through my articles and have seen a progressive form of writing, from simple "parinigan" and symbolism to going straight to the point and unwinding. I don't get why my form of blogging changed but, honestly, I loved the way i do it in the past than how I do it now. Today, I rather resort with stories of my life to explain life's phenomena than trying to artistically elaborating into a topic. As I read it too, I get poorer in english. I am not "spell check"-ing anymore the words when I write in my blog cause one of the reason I made it is to furnish my english and literary skills. But looks like it has gone a long way out of my endeavors.

What might be happening is a maturity, I think. From finding form to finding sense, the development is trying to make sense out of a picture than making form out of a sense. In other words, If I have still been the same, I would have elaborated on the next topic which is Development. I would use figurative language to make sure my readers would want it. But, the past has gone, Today I make sense (or so i thought, any violent reactions?).

Have you ever imagined what the world might have been if no man has ever move on to adulthood? Weird thing to see, all people wearing diapers. what if everybody was crying their hearts out and nyao-ing at every pain they get? I rememered just like how they say it in the acad interview, Don't give us the effects as a reason. But I think, sometimes it works well.

First let us answer whether their is really development in our lives. If we assert that their was no development then their would be no man or even life. For a child could not cater for himself how so could he cater another life. In other words no parent means no life. If ideas did not flourish, why then do we have computers and the books? why then could we have had this blog if their was no development? Reducto ad absurdum (is my spelling correct?)- if it makes its own negate then it must be wrong.

Development is the an adaptive stage of being where someone increases a sense in him. Adaptive because to develop we need to see the pros and cons. We learn and incorporate our knowledge from another knowledge. Sense being any physical, mental, psychological or any form of self-being that is change-able.

I first began with showing that development must be true so that we can make a concrete discussion about it. Next, i showed the meaning of it. I was trying to think a next method but as I was starting, i forgot to ask, what question about development should we cater on? Let us say: how does one develop? It is kind of a tought one. (why the hell did I make my life hard, *pish* I must have rather asked how it is spelled.)

Man develops by trying to coupe up with the challenges in life, all from experience. First I would not like to assert that development may come from an innate idea in our mind for if it is innate then it must already been there and not learned. I would not likely too to assert that objective knowledge is part of development for objective means no change which is a big NO for development. No change means no addition. Without addition, which is a major part of development, nothing is learned. Cancellation - the act in which you destroy the other ideas that may be provided to where development may come from therefore making the first statement the only possible answer.

I just don't know if someone may be irrated by the things I said. i simply believe that the arguements I have given is enough to make one think that development came from experience. Another way of trying to ellaborate on it (and which is an easier way of explaining) is an example. When a monkey is hungry what should it do. If it was born with out knowing anything then it must have learned to climb a tree to get banana. But the problem that may arise is a question of "how could he have used climb if their was no sense of climbing on the first palce?" We may say therefor that climbing is an idea which pre-exists in the world, but development that we are talking about is regarding the monkey's own intellect. He does not know anything when he is born( I do assume he must not have). Therefor he may have learned that pre-existed idea by analyzing the situation. One may say that if the monkey used his mind then it is not based from experience. But the monkey may have a part of understanding, he may not have had the idea of clmbing after all, he still is using senses to analyze and learn, right? In other words, learning from experience doesn't mean a man without a mind but a man using senses to make the mind work (not to search inside the innate part but to analyze and give a solution).

So much for being a philosopher. I hate making my life miserable but the problem with the world is it cannot really make a final conclusion on anything. Whew! that was a long list. I don't hope for you to have reached this pharagraph. Even I would not want to read something this long. But maybe, just maybe, if you reached this, I must believe you have learned something.

[] Theenkeng []

I'll start this entry by asking you people one question. It is something that needs quiet a time to contemplate on. Even I who heard it for the first time, thought it was somekind of a stupid question. But just to make a heck out of something stupid, let's ask it to you.

If ever you get to choose a partner, which one would you choose, someone who pronounces thinking as "thEEnkEEng" or "Tsinking" ?

Here are some answers:
1.) hahaha... weird...
2.) ang gagu mo kuya *** ( lets not exploit people, okay?)
3.) wala... ang definition ko nga ng love ay pronunciation..


Those are just some of the strange answers to a stupid question (it might be edited simply to exagerate the nature of stupidity on the question). Haven't got anything from it but somewhat fun to ask in a group of bored people. It is really non sense. I just don't get it why it retains in my mind since that time a person asked me that. Do you even Theenk and to Tsink about it? Who in his sane mind could think about such a question? I think it is a good and fun academic paper to talk about. To THeenk or To Tsink? which matters most? which makes the kick off?

Another stupid thing I have done yesterday, was to miss my 8:30 class for artstud2. I could honestly say that it wasn't my fault. I woke up early and left at 7 (That is even earlier than most of the time I went to school). I know that I did my best, just like how doctors would say. I was absent last meeting and what I wanted was to make my presence felt the next so that I wouldn't be known for not attending class. Unluckily, I failed! But it wasn't really my fault!

I was riding to school one day. Everything was okay until a traffic jam began. 1.5 hrs or maybe even more( that was just the traffic maybe add another hour which was the ideal time of travel to the university) did I perish under the pressure of time ( cause I would be late) and the heat of the sunshine. Sitting there in the jeepney thinking how unlucky I was for experiencing this at the least time I expected it to. After we got out of the traffic, I realize that all that happened was because of stupid greedy manners of drivers. Their was no accident, no 1 way lane or any other ussual traffic cause, but only a stupid pile of cars not wanting to let anyone get passed them in an intersection without being cut or blocked. Very Insecure people!

That was just great! I missed my class just because of immoral people! Can't they follow simple traffic rules! Their was a traffic light for the information of everyone, but no one did care about it. I believe that their license must be shred off of them. They are not meant for it. And the stupid part too, where are the MMDA when we need them? If they can't do their job why not just demolish that sector of the government. At least make your self useful, We are paying your fat asses with tax (our family is a good tax payer, and I can be proud of that) not to relax but to desintegrate traffic jams in the metro! i would most likely to appreciate men doing job than pink fences and pink urinals (which leaks, especially those in some densely populated places in the metro) in the streets.

Stupid drivers and strange questions, why are things becoming more peculiar everyday? Is it development or rather ravaging deterioration? I just don't see our world going to a better tomorrow. Everyday things worsen. But, so what, their is still tomorrow anyway, and more tomorrows to come...



Wednesday, September 19, 2007

[] Blanked Mind []

It is really been strange now a days. Since the dry spell struck the country, it always rains so strong during the night. This night is no difference. Whew! I get chills in my skin because of the cold air that is blowing out through the electric fan. It is actually about 3 inches away from me. Though having such a tingiling sensation, I choose not to close the fan. I think it is better that way rather than feeling excrusiating heat.

Im actually exasperated to the idea that I am starting a new entry with nothing to say. I am sorry but I know that I don't have an idea of what to input here. Nothing strange has happened since my last post. No eruption of emotions; no bad experiences; I got nothing to be proud of or to woe on. I told you my life is boring and that is why I cherish every momentary exciting minutes. Yes, minutes! It actually takes only a second to feel something and about a few minutes to feel the euphoria of whatever you felt. It is always like that. After a minute or two, a surprise, of a birthday party, degrades; the pain, of a break-up, resides and even the humping heart-beat, after a "bulaga" scene in a horror flick, normalizes. i actually don't have much of this so better cherish every moment.

A while ago, I was playing an online game i've been addicted to since highschool. I just don't know why I cannot get rid of it. Maybe its simply my way of going out of reality and making up my own character in a world that not one man says the mean. I get to meet people in it. I even have friends from all the way to Brazil and USA. Hmm.. I actually have no idea again why I shared that part of my life. Strange, don't you think? I am actually not making any sense. My mind is so messed up that I forgot to make a sense of what I was writing. What I am actually doing is writing anything that pops up my mind. It is kind of easier, you know.

Oh, I remembered something for me to be joyful. I have finished my Psychology 101 Research Participation hours. Whew! Isn't it so great? I just started last week and with luck and effort I actually am Finished. Doing a research participation isn't that hard actually it's the gut to go to the experiment that makes it quiet an adventure. Sometimes you would think that the proctors might cut your head off and play with your brain or maybe electecute you and ask what an elephant would look like. Strange ideas would enter your mind as you wait in line. But due to pure luck and friend's leaks, I finished it with all survey experiment. That is something! Hell all the Psychology majors! I'll never let you play with my hypothalamus, Cereberum and what so ever organ I have in my head.

What may happen for the days to come is far from my insight. Well, Im a good omen but not a dogmatic person. Is it going to be fun tomorrow or maybe the day after next? Would the world change and mess up our lives? I have no idea. But, though I would never see the future in advance, I always make sure that I'll never regret it when it comes. I don't actually prepare for it, but just setting my mind that whatever comes, may it be good or bad, it always goes. Nothing is permanent as they say. So if you think the world has forsaken you all this time, don't worry the person beside you might be the next and you would have his way of life after too. You can never prepare for the future. That is so dumb, I guess. Preparing for somthing you don't know what to prepare to? What a stupid idea.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

[] Me or Not Me []

I have nothing to do and it is too early to think of one. It's 5:53 am says my computer clock. I'll be having my first class later at 11:30 that is why I am still not pressured to work on my acad- related engagements yet. I woke up this very morning not knowing where my celphone is. I actually woke up the same yesterday because I have not seen it since then. I know that it is just somewhere here at home cause it is not a rare occassion that Im strucked by my stupid mind and lose my sense of space.

So how was yesterday? It was the start of a new beginning as I have heard from a song. I am back here beginning my formal start of my online diary. It was also yesterday that the most awaited , for uaap enthusiasts that is, cheer leading competition took place at the araneta colliseum. Was UP's performance really that extravagant? My friend even complimented it with the word "bongga." I am a UP student but as I watched them on studio 23 I felt bored. I thought if it did not make such an impact to me so should it be with the others. But for the information of all, they won the championship and the 5 straight strick by UST's Salingawi has just ended. Looks like the reign of UST ends here, and our run for a 6 strick win should start by now (6 because the 5 peat win of UST is the highest consecutive winning record of the said cheer dance competition). It must really be just me clouded by my ingratitude to the UP pep squad that is why I am not astonished to their performance. Congratulation UP Pep Squad! You are now absolutely back.

The fish came all cheering down. Jacob my brother who might just be equally stupid like me, his older brother, made the strangest act done to a fish bowl. Who in his sane mind would play with the fishes with his own hands inside the fish bowl? It was after the UP performance as i remember when the incident of the breaking fish bowl began. Poor fish bowl, lying by itself at the table in the hallway, ended his endeavor for a greater tomorrow for the gold fishes residing in him. It was fun to tease my brother as he rushes himself trying to save the fishes who dropped out of the bowl as its water spilled out. He even joked saying that he was to perform cpr for the fishes who at the incident died too.

I could not understand the world. How was it that in her good nature be so cruel? Look at the fishes, the fish bowl and even the water in it. Was it not that they were enjoying their own world? Was it not a human, someone out of their world, mumbled into them and broke their home? Injustice in its most simplest form fell on dumb ears. If only the fish could speak, how grudging must have he became. It is always like this in our world, the ships get the bigger catch than the boats.

[] Blogspot Betrayal []

Yes, Don't ask any questions anymore. I myself am surprise to find out that I'll be willing to shout the story of my life here in public again, in a dimension which no man can walk through but everyone can travel through. All of the busy schedules, the stupid lonely days and all the problems crumpled into my face pushed me into halting all this life-sharing. But in a matter of seconds Im brought back here, to where I use to make up my dreams, sob my failures and cheer my success.

Why then the hell am I here now blogging again? I absolutely do not understand myself. What I remember is that I was all alone in front of the computer and with nothing to do. I look through the yahoo messenger and found no one good enough for a conversation. With my stupid ingenuity, I asked Jhector : " Tanung: mukhang luto yung sa UP noh?" Yes people, I asked the damn question and Yes, Im still a UP student. But that is not the question at hand, will go there later. There, so I begun a conversation with him. Before he left, he asked me if I made any new entry at my former blog. There and then, I realize why haven't I? So due to my weird intuition, I decided to make a new blog for everyone to laugh and woe about. Im saying thank you to Hector Rodil Franco 'cause he made a very wise question that he might be applauded of after some years when I become someone no man could ever be.

Next question: Why make a new one and why not retain the other account? First and foremost, evryone should know by now how stupid I am. Here is the big news: I forgot my username and password. See, that is why I'm here right now. Because now that I have passion I actually lost the place I could input my passion on. And to make things clearer to those people who have nothing more to do than make damn stories about my decision, I did not leave the blog because I want to forget the past. Im here because of the past why should I forget it. More over, if I am so into the no-past-yes-present-future mind set, I should have closed the whole past account. So stop muttering about my blog.

So this should be my opening remarks. Welcome me! A whole new adventure awaits us. I cannot promise any better posts because my life has not gotten any better. But I wish I could do so. I would'nt want to waste the bandwidth I share with all the other livejournal-ist. So here it is.

I present to you the life of a person who does noy know of anything but wishes to be something. A person whose only believing in his dreams and all that happens to him.Welcome all of you to a whole new world. I hope to make you walk into the picture and see through me.

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Well what you are actually seeing now is my very shameful betrayal of the blogspot.com. It wasn't really my fault. But after messing up too much on the live journal.com, I realize I wasn't meant there and it is better off back here ,home. For those who want to see my account there which only has 3 posts and after which I cant take anymore here is the address : andrew0820.livejournal.com

Stop the drama. I actually was peaking through my saved e-mails and found my registration message in there. I got my password and now I am back. See you guys here, not in LJ. I hate the templating procedure in LJ. It is not html-basic friendly. So many stuff that in my intellegent yet incomplete mind is very difficult to understand.

And an additional information for the people reading this. The next two post would be the same as what I have posted in my LJ. Don't worry guys cause I'll not be posting there again so as not to confuse you. I'll be here. comments and tags are most appreciated. And Fucking Bot Advertisers, having my blog public does not allow you to spam very strange advertisements. I don't care about Bush or any wheel mags or ladies raped rapidly and intensively. I know you cannot understand this you Bots. So I'd better stop here... More of me next time...