venti.. 20 ounces of goodness..

venti..

I am now at peace at twenty..

I am now contented at twenty..

I have been here in this wonderful rock called earth for twenty years. I have experienced so many things. Loved many people. Learned wonderful lessons. And still is not enough.

I know that this is just the beginning (again). A new decade is before me. I can write a million more. I can love a lot more.

I am leaving that child who is afraid his destiny to be great. I know that I am not ready. But I am called to the stand. With the Friday night lights blinding my sight, I am ready to win. To win against myself, my greatest enemy.


We can be forever afriad of so many things. But remember that your fear is only made by you. It is your mind and sometimes strikes your heart.

It is funny to think that in the end, or worst enemies are ourselves.

still fighting,
airon

a different kind of day

I spent the first hours of my birthday with my friend Kai, who had just been to South Korea for 9 months for an exchange program, in a bar and resto in SM North mall. We first watch Harry Potter 6 in an IMAX theater at 8:30 pm July 17. So after that we had a few drinks to talk about her experiences there and mine here.
I never thought that i would be spending the first few hours of my birthday with her. She is one of my close friends but not one of the closest. I'm sorry for the confusing notion. I have a lot of friends. But only I have one best friend. It really doesn't make sense if you have more than one. That's why they call it the "best" friend. And I have a few close friends.

There is always the thought of spending important days of your life, lets say your birhtday, with the people who matter to you the most. But this time it was different.
It was kind of refreshing. I told myself to not make my birthday a big deal. So I planned not to plan. Just a simple birthday meal with family is ok.

And so, that was what happened. I went home after our drink and I got home at around 3 am. Went to sleep for a few hours then I was woke up at 7 am to participate in a some what religious ritual. My family is Catholic. They are real devotes to the faith. But I am a Christian. So these king of rituals and traditions are really not that interesting for me. I was a bit irritated because I was forced to participate. But it was all good. It was my day. I thought.
My mom prepared dinner for all the family. I bought my own cake. I bought it at a bakeshop that I loved. It was good. The food. The people. Everything. It was simple and nice.

After that I was immediately transformed into a chauffeur. My younger sister had to go at a party and so I drove her and her friends to the venue. Ian and two of my cousins went along to keep me company. After dropping them off we went to a Krispy Kreme. It was fun. It was time spent well. I bonded with them over doughnuts and coffee. It was another ccc. It felt good.
It was a different kind of day. It was special.

celebrating life,
airon

CCC's

It has been along time since I had a cup of coffee with a friend. A beer would just easily replace the word coffee in the previous statement. But, I missed coffee. Not just the coffee, the conversations aswell. Beer or alcohol doesn't actually cause you to engage in intelligent conversations. It would lead to stupid shallow but somewhat profound type conversations which would rarely lead to and an actual deep conversation.

I missed (what i call) coffee cup conversations (or ccc's).

And so yesterday I met with my friend Ian. She is a she. I'm clearing it now because people tend to think that she a guy because of her name. It's actually Mary Elaine. Ian for short. Weird. Hahaha! (peace Ian!) (I am now starting to type side comments and disclaimers in these parenthesis. Weird.) We had a beer in our usual hangout place but the rainy weather made us feel that coffee would be better. So, after a bottle we moved to the resto and coffee place just next to the usual place. It was called LikhaDiwa. It is a vegetarian/ecofriendly(organic)/nationalistic resto/cafe. It served local brews and vegetarian food. I ate there before just the day before this day happenned. She liked that place. Me too. And now, It will be our usual place also. The coffee was cheap, good and cheap! There were artworks everywhere and there is a place were the tables are low and you sit at the ground. It was a nice "tambayan".

After a cup and exchanges of current news we ended up talking about the deeper stuff. The stuff that really matters. The stuff that I have been so effortly writing in this blog. I know it helped her a lot. There are also many things that she wanted to do but hasn't been able to. Many of us do. Remember, we only have a lifetime to do all of the things we love to do.

Hopefully this ccc helped her to do those things.

and so, i sign this entry.

Doing what I love to do,

airon

P.S. My b-day's coming up and hopefully it will pass without all of my money going down the drain. I'm not going to celebrate this year. To many things to do. And. No wishlist for me. I copied J.Mraz's bday thing so I asked the people that are planning to give me material gifts to just do something that they wanted to do and have been putting off for forever. I will write about that soon. Peace out!

How to be naive and wise at the same time..

I have done a lot of wrong things to many people.

Many times, may it be big or be it little.

I was always sorry and sincere to highest degree.

Never sure of the forgiveness I hope to receive.

And many people also did me wrong.

Many people test my tipping point.

But I already forgave them the next morn.

I only hope that they'll never test me again, I hope they don't.

Am I too naive or too wise. Sometimes I can't tell the difference.

3 words.

God help me..

-airon (is frustrated?) *deep breathe*

a million things to do.. a life-time to do it..

I have been putting off a lot of things lately. Procrastinating is so easy now-a-days. There are a lot of distractions (e.g. FaceBook, TV... you know what I mean..) that consumes most of our time and only little is left for us to spend on living.

I thank Miguel, my Columbian missionary friend, for pushing me to do all that I wanted to do. It was so thoughtful of him to give me a book on Advanced Italian Learning. It is one of the things that I want to accomplish. To be fluent in Italian. And so, after putting it off for a while, I finally started reading the book and refreshing myself with all I know about the Italian language.

As the sunsets closes the day of written memories,

I humbly await for its twin for another chance to write wonderful songs of happiness and misery..

Life is too damn short.

It is a fact.

We can waste all our of time with all of the nonsensical bullshit that the people concieve as worth while. Or. We can spend it on learning, living life.

In short. Dream. Dream big. It is a fact that the mind is very powerful. If we really want something, you can have it/ achieve it.

All it takes is a strong mind. And a strong heart.

Letting go of these big and profound words is easy. But I for one hate hypocrites. I have always (planned to) live my life to the fullest. And now, I'm going on overdrive!

Carpe Diem!

Sieve the Day!

This is just the start. Hopefully (if anyone is reading) you will too become a hallucinatory. Just like me and signor Jason Mraz. Hallucinate. Dream. Believe.

as an old Filipino quote said,

"Kung gusto maraming paraan, Kung ayaw maraming dahilan."

"If you want it there are many ways, If you don't there are many excuses."

-ron (another leaf has turned..)

P.S. Wow. I couldn't believe that my first july post to be a serious one. :P

bouna fortuna a me e buona fortuna a tutti!