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THE JEEPNEY HANDLIST of ethics and BS -- PT. 1

Oo. Hindi nga ako sigurado kung may salita mang “Handlist”, pero sigurado namang hindi ito isang “Handbook”, so let’s compromise. Aand di ko sasabihing “Online Handlist” ito. Malay nyo print nyo to, e di di na sya “online”. May pagkagalawang famewhore din tayo dito no.

·Mathematicians ang mga driver at barker. Ang mga jeep na “waluhan” ay sa totoong lang, 8 + 1 bawat upuan; ang “siyaman”, sampuhan. Learn the math.

·Para sa boys and guys and men (di kasama fucboi): pag may kasabay na babae papasok sa jeep, paunahin. After nya ka dapat pumasok (ehe). Minsan makakalimutan nyo to, kunyari, dahil badtrip ka o nagmamadali ka. Pero kung nakaugalian na, good job.

·Para sa boys and guys and men again (walang kwenta mga fucboi): pag puno ang jeep tapos may pinasakay pa yung mga nakputang driver/barker na babae dahil sabi nila meron pa, pagsisingit na yung babae, ugaliing ilabas agad ang p*wet para lumuwag ang upuan at ipasok nya ang sa kanya (ehe). Ang excuse mo lang para di gawin to ay kung masama tiyan mo, o ayaw ng gf mo na kasama mo. Eh ako wala akong gf kaya shatap nalang.

·Yung mga nakaupo sa four corners ng jeep, mag-ingay! Exempted kayo sa matrabahong pag-adjust ng p*wet. Wag nyo nang gawin dahil 1) masasaktan lang kayo, di tao ang isang nyong katabi kundi pader 2) yung mga nasa bandang pasukan/labasan (ehe) ay pwedeng mahulog.

·IMPORTANT (mga fucboi ina nyo wag nyo na tong basahin wala kayong kwenta). Pag may nag-papaabot ng bayad, iabot. Sa loob ng jeep, pare-pareho tayong pasahero. Tama na ang arte at reasons. Wag gayahin yung mga pukinanginang fucboi na yan na katabi na nga nagpapaabot di pa rin nila pinapansin.

·Wag 1-2-3. Kung nakalimutan man talagang magbayad, dapat makunsensya at subukang wag na uli gawin (wag na kayong mangako, pffft, magbebreak din kayo… wait). PERO kung sinasadya mo mang kalimutang magbayad, eto ang mga legit reasons: 1) fucboi ang barker, pinangako sayong daanan sa lugar na ito ang jeep, pero di man dumaan 2) fucboi ang driver, puno na nga, nagpapasakay pa; puno na nga, paparada pa; mabagal na nga, magpapagas pa, and so on 3) fucboi ang kasama ng driver, for so many random reasons 4) fucboi ka, inamo ka.

Stay tuned, kung may balak pa akong gumawa.

-DarkJoker

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I’m my enemy I’m the demon

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A Simple Wish

I sit down and wonder why I’m all alone

Nothing is different, still as stone

Always thinking, ponder here and there

Maybe they’re right, life’s just not fair

But wait! My shoulder, wamrth it feels

Or am I just head over heals?

No! This is not a dream, it’s her!

Leaning her head right on my shoulder

This feels so different, I promise you it does

Unlike any other feeling with fuzz

I wish we could be here forever

And listen to the stars sing together

She may not know how much I wish for

That she would see me as not another friend ashore

Her head, so soft, so gentle and sweet

I hope and wish someday, our hearts again would meet

She may never know how much I feel

That every moment with her is just too sureal

I know I need to wait for time to come

When she will wake me up every morning with a hum

I’ll always be here, oh please remember

Because I may have already fallen for her

It’s been a while since I wrote a poem. But it’s a quarter past 1 and I just can’t sleep.. anyways, it was a lovely day :)

Yes or No

A couple of my friends asked me once, what would I do if my girlfriend had a different religion. I told them that I would part ways with her. Yes I would. I also added some foggy explanation why.

I kept thinking about this night and night out. Did I say the right answer?

I just realized that well... what I said wasn’t the thing I should have said. Let me elaborate..

I asked myself, why would I even date someone when I know we were gonna break up eventually? The answer? I would never.

I promised myself that I would never break up with my first and only girlfriend. I know that I would choose her because I want her to be my wife and I want to be with her forever. No matter what, I would never part ways with her.

But before everything else, before I even court her and make a full commitment with her, I would ask her one question: Will you go all the way with me no matter what?

I do not want to hurt anyone that’s why I need to make everything clear. If it’s a no, well, nothing I can do about that. But if she says yes, without second thoughts, I would be so glad to show her a different perspective of life and I will make sure that it would be the best decision that she had made. I’ll make sure she will never have any regrets.

That’s how I want my relationship to be, and probably everyone would want it too..

NO REGRETS.

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Actually happening right now. It’s freaking sucks in a good way.

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I just don’t know how...

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Maybe, just maybe...

A boy planted a seed on what may be very rich soil. He watered it each day, taking care of that seed with all his heart. Oh how much he loved that seed, hoping it would grow into one of the most beautiful flower on earth. But why such commitment? Because maybe, just maybe... everything would be worthwhile.

Probability. Chance. Coincidences. These are words we live by everyday. We are a part of them and yet we have no control of them. We sought to have the choice that would make every regret futile. But we are mere mortals who do not have the control over the sands of time.

Why do we keep on striving? Why do we keep on running? Why do we keep on pounding the wall if ever we were trapped inside a room with no doors nor windows? Why do we keep on falling in love with people who don’t love us back?

Because maybe, just maybe... everything would end up fine.

If we strive, we’ll succeed. If we run, we’ll finish. If we keep on pounding, somebody might eventually hear us and come to help. If we keep on falling in love...

Maybe..

Just...

Maybe..

....we will never fail.

-Carinderia

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Me talking about these kind of stuff again...

Hey. It’s been a while. What’s new? Nothing much. The sky’s still up. The sea’s still wet. And still I have no idea of who wrote my name on that class picture list of buyers. It cost me a lot of money. You’re gonna pay for it one day. Literally.

Teen life is now gone. Adulthood here I come. As we grow older, things become much deeper. We do a lot more mistakes but all of these mistakes lead to learning a lot more. You start to think that you don’t really need things you thought you couldn’t live without. You start to think that a person is more than meets the eye. You start to realize that not everyone is gonna be by your side, as time goes on, you’ll discover that there will be people, doesn’t matter how many they are, but there will be people who will truly show you that they will always stick by your side and are always willing to help.

There’s this girl… or should I say she’s starting to grow into a mature woman. I already have blogged about her a few times. I said a lot of mean things about her in my blogs. I always thought about how I didn’t like her attitude, her lifestyle and some other stuff like that. What a jerk I am to act like that.

I truly apologize to her and to everyone else for acting so stupid and selfish. I really am imperfect, and it sucks you know? But despite everything that happened, she’s still one of my close friends. Oh how grateful I am today to have such a dear friend.

This weeaboo(loves anime) mode has helped a lot. I mean each anime teaches you something new! And there are still gazillions of anime I haven’t watched. FUDGE YEAH!!!

Anyways, I admire this girl. Why? Because of her beauty? Her talents? Her quirks? Nope. It’s because of how she always gave and is still giving her best to her family, to her friends, to school, to God and about almost every other aspect. She has fallen down a lot of times. She has had her toughest times, you couldn’t imagine how hard they were. But how did she respond? “Screw all those worries! I still got my freaking life to live!” I sometimes wish I could be like her, I mean you know, just run. If you fall, get up and run again. Not everyone can be like that.

If there was a chance I would end up with her, you couldn’t imagine how blessed I would be to be with someone who always gives THE BEST. Crappy jerks come and try to sway her, but they just do it for their selves. They said they would do ‘everything’ or ‘anything’ for her, but in the end they would just suddenly walk out the door. Shame on them. What she needs is someone to show her that she deserves the best. One day, I believe someone would do just that. Why not me? Well, only time will tell. Whatever God’s will may be, let it be. But I’ll just be here for her for now. If she needs anything, we as her compadres would always be around. We’ll always make sure she has no reason to frown.

#-(insert awesome pen name here)

Dear Smile

There is no particular happening today, but I sense that this moment is one of the moments where your negativity is acting up the hardest, so I decided to act.

I decided to leave a mark. Here. So that sometime, somehow, when your negativity’s acting up again, you may stumble upon this.

You are intelligent. During your childhood, you were raised with an iron hand to hone and test your intelligence, This resulted to not only few to no enjoyable childhood moments, but also the jealousy and enmity of people around you; parents, fellow pupils, even teachers. You are intelligent, but because of this you were scarred. Upon graduating, you chose to cast aside any memories of your elem life, whether they were good or not. If nobody understands, I do.

During high school, you attempted to catch up to life. You tried to socialize. You tried to mingle. You tried to reach out, while being yourself. But then you found out however natural you present yourself, however sincere you want to be, as long as interests differ, they will ostracize you. They will antagonize you. You hope that this is only the beginning of life. But then again, you are intelligent. You observed groups. You observed personalities. You observed lifestyles. You compared. You found out, that everywhere lies certain sets of patterns; patterns which you have just experienced in this period of your life. Patterns which ostracized you from them. Patterns which differed you from them .

There is strength in numbers. Differing interests invite conflict. everything’s a matter of status. Money wins. Fun over usefulness. Luxury over practically. Trend over uniqueness. Fakes. Hypocrisy. Girls wear make-up, and boys lie. And they want each other. You give up.

You stopped trying to be intelligent. You succumbed to the thought that if you were not intelligent from the start, but instead be the guy who just play basketball and computer games and bully everyday, you could’ve had solid friends. If you started from such a lowly character in life, then gradually tried to be greater as you grew older (just like in Naruto or the like), people will admire you. People will follow you. It’s hard, but you tried playing a fool.

College. You are now a guy who stopped caring. It usually does not matter if you fail or lose, but you act like it so you would still be considered normal. Victories become empty. Endings no longer spoil. You’re no longer thrilled. You could be wishing for a meteorite to come crashing for a change. You stopped recognizing people you pass by. It never mattered. You’ve seen things. You knew things that should’ve mattered than anything else. Politics. Camaraderie. Kindness. Over menial such as the new posts on FB, the new clothes to showcase every Wednesdays the uploads of every drinking and partying and “living life”, the one-like-one-prayer chain BS, the abs of the current trending gay actors, the hidden fanservice of that certain TV station, the life of that fag TV host, the stupid ramblings of some of your social media friends.

You hated everything. Including yourself.

You wished that you were never scarred, that you never thought of these from the beginning.

But guess what? Everyone else face almost every problem you do.

Don’t get me wrong though. I won’t cheer you up. I won’t tell you to cast aside “negative thoughts” and all that BS.

That’s not being brave. That’s running away.

People keep saying “Be positive” but they just cast away their problems and never solve them. But you, you chose to face them.

You faced negativity. You never cast it away, even if you haven’t solved them yet. You never masked the dark reality. I was born.

All your hatred. Your sadness. Your frustration. I know the things behind them. And I also know that regardless of these, you still hope for the future. You are one of the worst breed.

Still, I want to tell you to live being yourself. Right now you are unique. Right now you are an individual.

Think of yourself as a standard. A factor to balance the equation. Be a reminder to everyone out there, that somebody exists who is worse than them but still struggles to live. Be the one who absorbs negativity while everyone casts away theirs. Then smile.

Smile, from the moment you were born you were special. If nobody knows that, I do. Because I am you. And nobody will ever love you most than yourself.

-DarkJoker

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Its for aesthetic bro

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Jigs

Shout-out nga pala sa mga nanunuod ng OTWOL diyan. Mind you, di ko po sinusubaybayan ang OTWOL. Heck, I hate TV. Pero since nasa sala ang modem, no choice ako. Anyway...

The story is on the point where Clark and Leah is about to get married. But then word got through Jigs, the ex. Now, I would certainly agree, Jigs is an asshole. Napaka-kanto ng galawan kung makapag-antagonize. At desperadong desperado. Ipaglalaban nila yung four years nila ni Leah? Yun nga yung problema eh, within that four years di nila na-achieve yung na-achieve ni Clark at Leah, na kailan lang nagkasama? What an idiot. In this show, he truly is a bad guy.

But that’s a show, where the good are the ones who always win in the end. I wish to talk from a “Jigs” perspective.

It might sound bad that Jigs treats the race to the heart of Leah, as a game or a fight or whatever, but that’s just how it is (ladies, this is how you are far superior than us nowadays, please use that superiority wisely AND DON’T CHOOSE THE FU*KBOI DAMMIT). And it is true, di patas ang laban. When he is in the Philippines, Leah and Clark are in US, sleeping in the same room, slowly developing their feelings for each other. then when he went to the US, the two went home for whatever reason I don’t care about. He is always out of reach. He can’t fight. And now that he gets in the scene, he’s the bad guy? He sleeps, eats, talks day and night with the girl in his mind. He never stopped caring. And when he went to the US, he worked to change. he even sought advice, all for the girl. Yeah, yeah, it might sound selfish for the guy but what the hell? Isn’t that what love is? “Gusto ko ako lang at ikaw”? Oppose this, I don’t care. You want a selfless love, so you want somebody, or to be somebody, who is available to everybody? Get your minds straight people.

I know it looks like he might be doing bad, but in reality, we have ABSOLUTELY no right to judge if what he’s doing is right or wrong (assuming di umabot sa patayan yan). He is desperate. He is making his final run. He is in love, and he’s not backing down. He is everything those “mapagparaya” types wanted to be once. He is an example of a guy hoping, that someday the girl he loves would return.

Tangina ang sakit nun ah. Nauna ka tapos nung may dumating na iba iniwan ka?

CHEERS TO ALL THE FALLEN JIGS OUT THERE.

P.S. Marami pa akong arguments pero, as usual, nakalimutan ko na by the time I started working on this. Oh well.

-DarkJoker

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