Transfer

February 16th, 2007 by eanster

Its official, i transferred my blog na. You can find it at fregatta.blogspot.com

Kya lang its protected, if you have a yahoo or gmail account you can email me at ismalakas@yahoo.com so that I can add you to my readers list.

Thank you, keep on bloggin!

Stale

July 28th, 2006 by eanster

My friendster account is getting stale. Although I try to login once in a while, no major changes have taken place. Since Im a bit busy with my other blog, this one hasnt been updated lately. Sorry for that. Anyways, If I ahve some time tomorrow… I’ll give it a little trimming. Friendsters getting old anyways. Sorry for the negative attitude. I’ve seen been sooooooo negative in my outlook lately. Loosing hope? Well, kinda… oh I got a great idea. Since This blogs not getting any traffic anymore, maybe I’ll blog some of my rants here. Just keep in touch, you might just be lucky enough to witness my first major update… anyways, always place your comments to that I’ll know people are reading my blog and that all this typing is not in vain. See you guys… Leytah!

Endgame?

June 6th, 2006 by eanster

Ok, regarding the "Endgame" post… sorry for the curses… I take them back. I dont want to send you to eternal damnation. People like you have no place in hell. Well, that’s yesterdays news anyway. No matter, thanks again for everything!

666

June 6th, 2006 by eanster

06/06/06    - A date that happens only once in a….  in an eternity! In fact, this date will never happen again. Well maybe 1000 years later when its already June 06, 3006. Anyways, Its been so long since I posted anything here in my blog and I’m looking for any reason to justify this unnecessary waste of time. Anyways, there’s like only 24 minutes left in this uncanny day and nothing bad has happened… yet. Haha! In fact, this has been one hell of a good day! There have been a few minor glitches like me burning a potentiometer and a few zener dioides (sorry kuya ray, sayo pala ang potentiometer), but aside from that everything went out well. I did all my builder tasks, I spent some time with my prototype power supply, I got some money from the bank and ate a hearty lunch (sharks fin na pao chin plus large coke…. ahhhhhh), and I even had time to teach some C++ (which comes with its own set of rewards, including large fries, a cheese burger, large coke again, and a peach mango pie… and well some extra bonunes >,< ) Then I finished the day with a few dozen crunches. Well… its a hell of a day…. but it went out well… only 17 minutes left… lets just hope that a meteor the size of The Mall of Asia does not come crashing down over the skyline. If there are any superstitions left about this dreaded day of the devil, I guess its high time to dispel them now. Anways, time to but my burnt out brain to rest… 13 minutes left till the day ends… Bwahahahahahaha! <evil laughter>

Endgame

April 21st, 2006 by eanster

Sadly, another chapter of my life has closed. Well at least I dont have to worry about anything anymore. Again, I have to walk this lonely road all by myself. Damn, I hate to emote. Damn her! For ever coming into my life. For making me feel that way. Damn her!

I had to end it. I wasnt happy with her anymore. I was tired of trying to change her mind. Lets say I just lost all hope. Im tired! Anyways, continue ko nalang to sa other blog ko.

www.fregatta.blogspot.com

Check it out nalang. See ya.

A Sliver of Hope?

November 12th, 2005 by eanster

    I am out of words. Yes for the first time, I am stunned with nothing to say. But this song just won’t leave my head. It’s been playing the whole day.

YOU
You give me hope, the strength, the will to keep on
No one else can make me feel this way
And only you can bring out all the best I can do
I believe you turn the tide
And make me feel rea
l good inside

You pushed me up when I’m about to give up
You’re on my side when no one seems to listen
And if you go, you know the tears can’t help but show
You’ll break this heart and tear it apart
Then suddenly the madness starts

It’s your smile, your face, your lips that I miss
Those sweet little eyes that stare at me and make me say
I’m with you through all the way
‘Cause it’s you who fills the emptiness in me
It changes everything, you see
When I know I’ve got you with me


    I don’t know what to write anymore. Bsta. Thanks talaga sa hope na binigay mo sakin. Ayokona mag English. Sobrang saya ko ngayon para pahirapan sarili ko sa pag-iisip. Salamat po. Alam mo na kung sino ka. Naku, ano kaya ang buhay ko kung hindi kita nakilala. Ang boring cguro. At tuluyan na ako naging bato a walang nararamdaman. Bakit ko ba sinasabi yan dito. Wala lang. Gusto ko lang ma immortalize sa pagsusulat ang nararamdaman ko ngayon. Maraming maraming maraming salamat po. You’re the bestest friend I could ever ask for. (I ignored the spelling error for “bestest”… I feel some people already have their eyebrows raised. Hehe.) Hindi ko talaga kaya na kalimutan ka. Please, wag mo kaming iwan.

Putting My Feet Up

November 5th, 2005 by eanster

    A tall stack of dishes is waiting for me. They are begging me to wash their filthy surfaces with a nice, clean, soap laden sponge. But No! I shall not move from where I sit. I will let those dishes rot until somebody else decides to do the job for me (hopefully tomorrow morning, somebody will). Oh woe is me, a lazy lad without promise.
    I am out of bread. Hungry and thirsty, I sit her in front of my computer typing away every last calorie of energy. But Nay! I shall remain here. My feet will never touch the ground.
    I have taken those extra steps. I gave everything. I did a little bit more than my best. Today I will put my feet up and sit back as time passes me by
    Ooooh life… *sigh*

Two Days for the Dead

November 4th, 2005 by eanster

    Guys, im sorry if I have forsaken my blog. Im just a bit too busy right now, trying to qualify for TNB. I’ll try to post all of my works here so that you can read and critic them. Thanks, post your comments please.

    Ok so my ending and clincher for this one is kinda "bitin". Ill sleep over this and (hope to) orgnize my ideas. Enjoy.

                                                       Two Days for the Dead

    It happens every year. A grand exodus of biblical proportions clogs the streets and leaves the major cities almost devoid of all life. A deathly silence fills the malls, parks, and most other public places. Banks close, ATMs run out of money, and stores are literally dried out. Like Christmas, this is a time when life funnels out into the provinces to celebrate our Christianity. The big difference is that Christmas is a celebration of life, and this is a commemoration of death.

A 1396 year old tradition

    It all started 1396 years ago when Pope Boniface III received the Pantheon, then a symbol of pagan beliefs, as a gift from Emperor Phocas of Rome. The first All Saints’ Day was celebrated on May 13, 609 after the Pope consecrated the Pantheon for church use. In 837, Pope Gregory IV designated November 1 as the official All Saints’ Day. On this day, Roman Catholics are required to hear mass and “refrain from unnecessary servile work.”
    All Souls’ Day originated from a legend back in the year 998. The legend involved a pilgrim hearing the groans and screams of the tortured souls in purgatory. The pilgrim informed the abbot, or head priest, of Cluny about this problem. The abbot then declared November 2 as a day of prayer to ease the suffering of these souls. It soon became a general observance to the other churches of Europe without any ordinance.

Running the Gauntlet

    Although the actual celebrations don’t start until November 1, the excitement and preparation starts at least a few days before. Legions of shoppers flood the supermarkets and department stores hoping to stock up on much needed supplies: foodstuffs, candles, flowers, or maybe a “pasalubong” for the folks back home.
    Then they have to run the gauntlet to get where they actually want to be. Airports, seaports, bus terminals, and train stations are all filled to their maximum capacities. Traffic piles up and crawls to a virtual standstill for hours on end. Police are on full alert for thieves or terrorists.
    While the city folks are busy traveling, the relatives back home are busy cleaning up the graveyards and preparing for the festivities. Filipino graves are painted with their usual white or cream colors while the Chinese paint theirs with red, pink or gold. Light bulbs and webs of wires are installed all around the cemetery. Sound systems, karaoke, mahjong tables and tents are all put into place. The aroma of old family recipes fills every house. The provinces start to come to life as the day of the dead approaches.

Bridging the Gaps

    It is just like a picnic. The young, the old and the dead are all gathered in one place, under the stars or under the roof of a tent. Food is sprawled all over. The Filipinos show little distinction between All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day so they pray for their dead and for the saints at the same time. Food like hotdogs, peanuts or spaghetti from a nearby fast food booth is offered to the dead. Flowers symbolize life and beauty. They serve as a reminder that the dead were once alive and beautiful like the flowers. The candles symbolize light. The love, the joy, and the hope that the living and the dead once shared will forever be kept burning.
    The adults usually talk among themselves and try to catch up on each other’s lives. Sometimes they do this over a beer or a game of cards. Karaoke or Videoke are good alternatives for entertainment. The children love to go play games like hide and seek. Its really scary when played in a cemetery. Collecting melted candle wax is always a good idea to pass the time away. Kids often combine all the wax they collected and form one huge ball. They can sell these to the candle vendors or save them as a souvenir. Couples could enjoy a candle lit dinner over a dead relative’s tomb. Maybe Lolo would approve of their relationship. Sometimes a big concert is staged in some memorial parks. It is a good time for singles to meet somebody new, or maybe just listen to the cheesy music that’s blaring from the big sound systems.
    Because of strong influence from western culture, Halloween seems to have found its way in our traditions. Children (and some adults) dress in weird and scary costumes and roam around asking for candy (or money). In some provinces there is this tradition called pangangaluluwa. It is a time when some young folks roam the villages asking for food or liquor. When the asked party rejects, a duck or chicken that they own might magically disappear. This is the local version of “trick or treat.”

Back to Work

    It is a happy time for everyone. For two days Filipinos forget all their responsibilities and enjoy life with loved ones, living or dead. Everyone knows too well that tomorrow, goodbyes will have to be exchanged again. Then it’s the long road back to work or class. Some might even take their hangovers or stomach aches with them. Nevertheless, these two days are still one of the most memorable days of the year. After these two days are over, ties would have been strengthened and old friendships rekindled. It is good to know that there is still someone waiting for you at home and that there is someone watching over you from above. These time-tested traditions are here to stay.

The Builder’s Dream

October 22nd, 2005 by eanster

Im soooooo sorry if it took me quite a while before I can post another entry. Im too busy doing nothing actually. I just can’t find the time to blog when life is too stress free. I’ve been spending most of my time in the New Builder office! Its cool enough to have a home away from home,its even cooler to have a home within your school! Yeah. What other office has full air conditioning, tons of storage space, free supplies, free printing, free scanning, two PCs, a TV, and a PS2? Haha! Anyways, with big power comes big responsibility (and sacrifice), so dont go thinking that life is that unfair.

Here’s the first thing I wrote within the four walls of the office… (Asaness, sana ma publish ito)


The Builder’s Dream


In the depths of his mind there exists,
a shadow behind a thick black mist.
A sight only seen by his mind’s eye.
He lifts his pen and starts with a sigh.

Dots make a line, lines make a figure.
Shades and smudges highlight each feature.
From beam to beam he draws the foundation.
His masterpiece then starts its formation.

Stone after stone, the thing is built,
by people balancing on a bamboo stilt.
Foot after foot, the structure starts to rise,
and soon becomes a marvel to our eyes.

Months pass and his job is done.
He worked hard but he sure had fun.
To think this thing built to the most extreme,
was just once the builder’s dream.

Ok, yan nalang muna. Too many things to do, too little time.

I Need A Beer!

October 16th, 2005 by eanster

Yes! I passed! I passed! Yes! Kill me now and I would die with a big grin in my face!!! I need a beer! To forget my other problems and savour the moment! But im too lazy to go down and buy one. Oh God Thank you. I do hope my other friends pass. Reign and Gretchen. Pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls! Im close to tears actually. I really need a beer! But its too expensive! I dont have money! I need a beer. But my class starts at 730 tomorrow! I need a beer! But I can’t. I must remain sober to function well and study for my mechanics test. I need a beer. But I still have work to do. I badly need a beer! But I dont drink! Why should I do so now! Maybe another bag of m&ms… Oh well. Chocolate it is then! A good sugar rush wont hurt. God please help them pass!