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Shit

Once upon a time there was a non-conforming sparrow
who decided not to fly south for the winter.
However, soon the weather turned so cold
that he reluctantly started to fly south.

In a short time, ice began to form on his wings
and he fell to earth in a barnyard almost frozen.
A cow passed by and crapped on the little sparrow.
The sparrow thought it was the end.

But the manure warmed him and defrosted his wings.
Warm and happy, able to breath, he started to sing.

Just then, a large cat came by
and hearing the chirping investigated the sound.
The cat cleared away the manure,
found the chirping bird, and promptly ate him.

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The moral of the story :))

Everyone who shits on you is not necessarily your enemy.

Everyone who gets you out of the shit is not necessarily your friend.

And if you are warm and happy in a pile of shit, keep your mouth shut.

:P

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Now, was the principle (in Ecology) "Ang lahat ay may patutunguhan" clearly illustrated? Hahaha :P think of the connection. *Reese! Shhh... Don't tell them! ;)*

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Reference: Prof DL's Bio1 lecture. LOL

"When I am angry, I rock my anger like a baby. I hold it and I nurture it, and after a while, it stops crying."

- Thomas, a friend of a Michael Evangelista

=P

Firsts

I love it. But, I wish I can I go straight to seconds.

Yeah, Friday.

My cousin always tells me, the best way to keep a secret is to forget about it.

But I will not (forget it, that is).

I am not sure how I feel regarding it. Or if I feel anything about it in the first place.

Though, I'm sure you will expect me to feel (at least) something about it.

We meet different kinds of people everyday- pitiful, stupid, irritating, cruel, (a few) intelligent ones...

No matter.

LOVE.

Then, we could make our world a better place to live in.

Yeah, right.

"Hey... Maybe, you trusted people who are never really worth trusting, by anyone. Life is beautiful. But not all the people we encounter on it are. Come to think of it, if nobody shits on you from time to time, it'll get boring."

Above is a comment I made to a friend's blog, which talked about trusting and being disappointed with the people he gave his trust to. When I happened to read it again, I realized someone should give me a like comment. Hahaha :))

I basically give my trust to people I meet. He/she doesn't have to earn it. I give it freely. Which, somehow leads to lots of hurt, tears and feeling like a fool.

Well, this behavior must be a manifestation of my assumption (okay, belief) that people are born good. Something that I'm beginning to rethink recently. Believing that people are born evil would probably save me from lots of hurt and tears... Maybe. But I still have faith in the innate goodness of people.

But hey, I know it's human nature to give more value to something they worked hard to achieve or get than to something that they got freely. That's why I expect most to not give my trust high value. Though, I hope that they do.

In my way of thinking, being able to put high value to the trust I gave freely bears more weight than being able to put high value to a trust earned. The first is more valuable since the person who is able to do it defied human nature. A person doing the latter is just reacting normally. Definitely (at least for me), the person who is able to accomplish the first is better than the others.

I only settle for that kind of persons... Better, or better than better (a.k.a. best) persons. LOL :P

---> Sobrang mayabang ba? LOL

Why do you cry when a lovedone dies?

When a friend asked me that, I reflexively thought it was a silly question. At the same time, I got a bit confused. I mean, why would you ask someone that? Every person knows why, right?

I answered her anyway. "I cry because I loved that person, and I'm not gonna be able to spend time with him/her again, or see him because he died! Also, I mourn because once again, I am made to notice how unpredictable, and short life could be." To my surprise she said, "Yeah, is that all? Amazing." "Huh? What's amazing about that?" She answered, "You see, the extent to which a person's selfishness can reach is amazing! The person you loved died. But you still think about YOU- your feelings, yourself. It's always about you. Have you even thought of the person you are crying over?"

Well, I haven't looked at it that way before. But I see she has a point. However, when I'm in a funeral, my grandmother's for instance, I can't stop myself from crying. I can feel my heart clench, and my stomach protest. "Is this gonna be the last time I'll see her, for real?" Selfish or not, I need to cry! It wouldn't be bearable if I won't.

Why do you (yeah, I'm actually asking you lol :P) cry when your lovedone dies? Hey, do you even think of your reasons?

The (Sexually) Liberated versus the Prostituted Woman

Who is "cheap"?

Don't get me wrong. To be honest, I never thought that prostituted women are "cheap" for the way they make their living. Some behaviors of some of them, yes. The image that comes to mind when someone says "prostitute" (forgive me for using that politically incorrect term :P), is someone engaging in shouting matches with another, with all kinds of pagmumura in abundance. That is cheap.

Likewise, for the sexually liberated woman. Every person has the right to live her life the way she wants it.

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In one of our frequent discussions over coffee, my favorite male cousin said, "I really think women who engage in one-night sexual affairs are cheaper than prostitutes." Ting.

"Why do you think so?" I asked.

"Well, for one thing, prostitutes get paid for their services. Thus, their services are more valuable compared to those which are given for free." He answered. "Well, you have a point. It's human nature to give more value to something he/she "paid" for compared to something he got for free. But I don't agree with you. I think both kinds do not have enough commonality for a comparison between them to be valid." I stated. "You are overlooking the fact that those so-called liberated women chose to engage in one-night affairs. It's the key word. They have autonomy over their situation. They did not have to engage in a one-night stand. They wanted to. Maybe in some cases, needed to. But for a completely different reason. The prostitutes did not have a choice."

"Maybe you're politically right. But we (men), and the rest of society for that matter think that their being a woman is basis enough for comparison. And you said it yourself, she just "wanted" to. Don't you think that speaks volumes? It's merely for pleasure. For the prostitute, it's for survival. I still say, the woman who engages in one-night affairs is cheap. The prostitute is not. The cheap one is the male who uses a prostitute." *smug grin*

"Hey, that's as good as saying the liberated woman's motivation is less important than the prostitute's! The two women have different value systems. And you simply can not compare which is a better value system... But I agree with your last statement." I countered. Whew.

"Ah well, let's change the topic..." LOL
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Well cousin, lol you know you are my closest and favourite. I am certain I know you well enough to know what you're trying to do. Thank you sincerely for your concern, and insight.

But I want to think for myself.

Refreshingly Dull