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I’ve always believed that God gave me this unimpeachable ability to memorize verbatim lines from movies, TV, books and even real-life conversations. These quotes make up my day such that I’ll remember them and can even make dissertations out of them. I can be an organic voice recorder so for starters, you should bear in mind that whatever you say can be “used against you.” No matter how witty (“Circumcision is a rite of passage and a very painful one” – Socio101 professor) or small-minded (“A person’s a person no matter how small” – Horton in Horton) or superficially true (“One thing about virginity is you can never take it back” – Serena van der Woodsen in Gossip Girl) or profound (“Revenge comes in all shapes and sizes” – Lucas Scott in One Tree Hill, I can get them stuck in my head for so long.

Dick

Honestly, I never imagined the Philippines to be under the regime of a Noynoy Aquino. He never looked stern, or even pleasant. He was poker-faced and as much as I avoid judging from the exteriors, I want a leader who does not compromise for his/her people and it must start from the way he walks and talks. I simply do not buy the yellow ribbon hype. What has he done to be president? What has he done to have the gall to even run for president? Most of my nuclear family members voted for him just because he has “high moral grounds.” Genuinely, we’re not the Vatican for this sainthood testimony. We are a country– granted technical “democracy” to vote for whom we think can handle our overall shit. Can a fledgling spawn Aquino (or a deposed presidential zombie Estrada or an eerie disqualified Acosta) do that? I voted for Dick Gordon cos I believed in him; he’s done some dirty things too but he proved also that he can be something cos he did SOMETHING. I don’t care if I voted for someone who doesn’t do well in the surveys. I don’t give a damn if my candidate makes it bottom three. Call me idealistic or whatever, but if we just give in to what’s “realistic” and vomit our idealism, then clearly we deserve Bong Revilla, Lito Lapid, Lucy Torres-Gomez, Manny Pacquiao, and all these ugly results  (Oh have I mentioned Gloria Arroyo??) we’re facing right now.

Predatorial Candidates

I’ve grown insane over the omnipresence of our presidential candidates already that I resolved not to talk about them at all. Looked like every one of them has gone complete asses just to become the next ruler of this beautiful country. Especially for Estrada who declared that after he was “illegally removed” from office in 2001 the Philippines’ economy went downhill, I now rest my case. To be fair, I know exactly no one who has the gut to vote for him.

As of now, I  just have to botch myself inexorably and now focus on more interesting individuals: The senatorial candidates.

The Cabbie in the Rye

Serendipity, I believe, happens not only in romantic gimmicks. It can also promulgate itself in the times we feel unusually dejected, when we think the universe is devising its great plan of havoc upon us. It can come to our sense of oblivion to make sure we wake up and realize something: That we must continue to live life. It exists to make you think and believe that there’s always tomorrow. And it’s way way better than yesterday.

I have never encountered serendipity in a long time. The last time it hit me was when I became second honor in my second quarter period in third grade, after having been hospitalized in less than a month.

And that was it.