why i love 4b’s=)

i was thinking of writing (AGAIN) about that
someone who in one way or another complicated
my life BIG time. but then i realized, why give her
all the credit all the time when there are these
group of wacky girls who has even made my life
crazier and fuller–whole-r (if there’s such a word)!

so maybe your asking why im posting this in a
bulletin and not in a blog (well i just did!) and why am i even trying
to flood it? well, simply because i want the whole
world–err friendster world that is, to know that i
have the best-est group of friends in the entire
galaxy! why? dig this out and know why:

*we all have different personalities that somehow
would make others believe that being with us
would be like being trapped in a psycho ward, but
then again, this diversity amongst us makes us
unique, and actually enables us to compliment
each other. for example, there are the cynics who
make the crybabies strong, the jokers who makes
the cynics laugh, the crybabies bringing out the
soft side of the jokers–you know, i hope you get
the picture…hehe…

*a completely normal-looking slash boring place
(ex. ayala lagoon) can be turned into something
extra ordinary and fascinating when we all gather
together with some packs of cigarettes.

*sometimes we hang out at fancy places with
expensive food and order iced tea just so that we
can sit and hang out there…(ummm sinugba bai)

*but then again, we can also hang out at fancy
places and order anything we want, and then the
next day eat at pungko2x because we bacame
practically broke from the night before.

*imagine what we can do with a microphone and a
television!

*it’s a circus, anywhere we go!

*we talk about the girlfriends of our exes and
console our pretty little selves that someday our
time will come and it would be their turn to talk
about us too! hehe…

*we drink when one of us broke up with her uyab to
console and comfort that friend of ours. we never
stop, we go to such extreme measures (videoke,
sleep overs, etc!!!) just to make a friend okay…(i
should know coz they did that to me!)

*we know how to appreciate and abuse smart and
globe text unlimited! for example, i’m the one who
has a problem, for sure my inbox would be
jammed with messages from the 4b’s, some
sending inspirational quotes, some sending green
jokes, some just texting, "k ra na mans! loslos
sila!!! unsay labot?!", and iregardless of the
message you just smile because the message
there actually is that "You are not alone, the 4b’s
is here to back you up!"

*when we stay at a friend’s place, we all dont
wanna go home until it becomes dark, late,
extremely late, until we all end up sleeping there,
and we text our parents with reasons such as
thesis, projects, yearbooks, birthdays—pirmi
nalang naay birthday!

*when we tease each other, nobody gets pissed
off, and when somebody does get pissed off, we
know how to use the word "sorry."

*we always support a friend in every endeavor that
she is undergoing, like when i’m dieting, all sorts of
health advice and diet advice flocks in and its great!

*all our parents know we’re friends, and they trust
us. awww… =)

*we all have different talents and gifts which are
really useful when projects come… =) we have
artists, athletes, cooks, writers, fashionistas,
jokers, accountants! photographers, film
enthusiasts! haha.. we can practically rule the
world if we want to! (aww kana OA na gamay…)

*but most of all, even if there are times that we
clash…we love each other… we never hope to be
seperated, but incase that happens, we know that
we will never forget each other. that whichever part
of the globe we may be, we’ll know that somehow,
somewhere out there, theres a 4B’s girl who is
making other people smile, succeeding in her own
field, and remembering that once a 4B, always a
4B!

so what do you say? we rock huh? =)

love factories and anti-fear labs

is it ever virtually possible to not give a damn about anything and everything at all? coz i hope it is. i’d like to know how it is to be uncapable of feeling. uncapable of pain or misery or even bliss! maybe it would be like detatching yourself from the world. so it would be like living the life of a wall, of a shoe, of a caterpillar who would be so clueless that he is already being crushed by the puny fingers of a curious little boy. 

maybe by doing so i begin to deny myself of life’s simple pleasures…but isn’t it also a fact that these so called simple pleasures can also give misery..it’s like you always fear being happy because you know you’ll have to pay for it in the end. like sore tooth after eating a sneakers bar. can’t we like pay cash for it instead? because i’d be willing to save for it! happiness for P10! or love for P20! or if not, atleast a cure or medicine for fear, anxiety, grief, depression…. like, take 1 tablet of this before you sleep and tomorrow, your heartache is gone! if symptoms persist, consult your doctor.

i bet these kind of stuff woul sell like pancakes and people would be asking more and more of it…and then the supplies wont be enough…and you run out of stock…coz like, i learned from my economics class that when the demmand is up, the supply is low, right? and when there’s nothing left to sell, then we begin to manufacture more. there would be love factories and happiness factories, and laboratories for medicine such as anti-fear, anti-anxiety, anti-heartache.

but i guess life would be all too easy then… and life is way far from easy. it’s even sickening sometimes. and theres no such thing as happiness for sale, or anti-heartache. you never pay for emotions, and you can never buy a cure for emotional problems. which actually brings me back to hoping of having the luxury of being uncapable of feeling.

but even that, i cannot have. wtf?!