recycling ignorance

Kids, recycling is a big part of the on-going green revolution. It refers to the process of making use of something useless like taking glass bottles to your local bottle bank, taking unwanted clothes to your local charity shop.. all these are great ways to get involved with recycling.

However, recycling is not always best. Sometimes it takes the hard reality of facts to spur us into thinking, and realize that sometimes, recycling has odd consequences for us. Exhibit A:

In case you needed some more concrete reasons to understand what am I saying as to why recycling is not always a good thing to do, this shall clear your arguments as for why we shouldn't always recycle our waste.. the country's waste I'd say.

I guess we all know by now that finding examples of such political ignorance is like shooting a fish in a barrel. Kids, don't be dumb. Campaign for good leaders. Any casual mentions or cute chats will do. Get involved! We can no longer afford to have kids who respond with a blank-eyed huh to political talks.. such ignorance is a civic disaster in the making. Goodnight and God bless this ass kickin country.

movin out

Yes finally I'm moving out into a very scary and exciting independence. I've already found a place down south and this is really happening. I'll be in the neighborhood where fancy people pay toll and suffer from horrible highway traffic.

I guess I’m leaving behind a comfort zone, a relatively pampered lifestyle.. such as: the fact that I have very little money is balanced by living with my family, not paying for electricity or food or rent and drive a generously fueled car.

I’m absolutely overwhelmed and floating along this idea. Still waiting for things to sink in. The act of moving really lets you take stock on what you do have in life. I can say I have full control to change any situation in my life now, which I believe is the greatest luxury everyone has.

So when people ask me why I have to move out despite the economical crunch of it all, I always say it's near work. And yeah I haven't mentioned that I might start working soon, perhaps. But I always knew that's partly the reason. Well I always thought that part of growing up is getting your own place. You plan your own life from going to college to applying for a job. Then eventually you want to get your own place and deal with adult responsibilities like bills and budgeting.

So now I need to put my entire life (well, maybe only the very essential bits of it) into boxes. But packing is a bit intimidating that I just want to throw everything in. Never thought it would be this hard that I’m drinking an insane amount of water to somehow work with the oral fixation to help ease the stress.

Now my hinges are coming loose in the sight of all this packing and planning that must be done. But I know it’s going to be worth it. I just need a little more strength to see this through. Perhaps I shall be back once the dust settles in my new place. Roll on soon.

finding neverland

The past few days I feel like I'm in weirdtown that I find everything to be gray, nothing to be interesting and pretty much blaze about everything. Whatever frolicking inspiration I have has left with Ondoy and Pepeng. I think somebody has cut off my balls when I was asleep. It seems like my sack is chained up somewhere with all of my other talents and expectations.

So instead of doing interesting things, like going out to drink heavily, I'll repute on actually trying to write something of substance. To further my lack of finding anything inspiring, tonight I am going to read a book.. or at least try to. I might top it off with a viewing of Finding Neverland. I might even bake some cookies and knit myself a sweater after. My apologies for sounding like cry baby bitch. I expect a full recovery after this weekend.