Me and My Quotes 2

Me and my big mouth with more witty banters...

"Ideas are as far as your mind goes while actions are as far as your faith goes."

"Blackouts are an instant time travel opportunity."

"The more cheese you have, the more holes you have. The more holes you have, the less cheese you have. So that means... the more cheese you have, the less cheese you have."

"Say what you mean, mean what you say, but don't say it mean or it will ruin your day."

"Check your buddies before you wreck your studies."

"Humans are their own gods for they are the masters of creation. They even created their own demise."

"Things that need to be proved are uncertain. This theory has been proven. Thus, the theory itself is uncertain. Everything in this world is uncertain. Thus, everything needs to be proved."

"It's not how old you are, it's how you are... being old."

"Copying others' mistakes is like cheating on life."

"You can pick your friends. You can pick your nose. But you cannot pick your friends' nose."

"Better to kill than let someone die."

"Love is like getting a seven on one roll of a six-sided dice. It's impossible. That just means you need to be impossible yourself to give love and get it back."

"The more we try to forget, the more we remember."

"Keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and God closest."

"As long as there is no documentation or physical evidence, everything in this world is universally false."

"Memories are subjective; they cannot be trusted, no matter how sure everyone in the world is about theirs."

"Practice makes progress. Progress makes improvement. What happened to being perfect? Perfection has no room for improvement."

"People who believe in miracles don't believe in themselves."

"Life is unfair because we cheat."

"Better to talk personally. Text is misleading."

"Our faith, hope, and love knows no limits, but we change our mind."

"What is love without lust? = Love"

"If you don't know what to say, it just means that you should act on it."

"I love everybody but I love some people more than others."

"Censorship just makes inappropriate and unacceptable media more obvious."

"Don't mistake safety and security with isolation and captivity."

"Help can only go so far. Helping is not doing all the work for a person, rather, it is doing your best to contribute to a person's well-being."

"Everything is a waste of time, it's just a matter of making the best of it."

"Blogging is the best waste of time."

Dear Diary?

I think it's high time you get a glimpse of the ghost in the blogging machine. When all the other previous ones were just for kicks, this is where the kicks come from. This is the real deal! Everyone has their chance to get down to earth, even if their heads are underground and their feet are in the clouds...


So... what's up with me? I am who I am. A constantly evolving rare breed of human who is alarmingly endangered (and so is the rest of the human race). I'm a guy who takes pleasure in the simplest of things. I'm easily satisfied but that does not mean I'm boring. I can be as daring as any introvert who would dream to be daring (trust me, that's daring).


But enough of all the small talk. I'm a guy. A musician of sorts who takes pride in finding the natural in the artificial. An assuming actor who believes in acting naturally. A person who is always in love and keeps his mind at that state. In short, I'm different, deal with it. I can be the worst person in your world. Or I can be the best person in my world. It all depends on perspective.

So now that you get the picture... above, I'll officially start the Diary of a Big Mouth...


Dear Diary,

This is my first post in your name. Aren't you excited, Diary? We're finally moving on to better things, better people, and better blogs. Well, it's just that... time moves by so fast that all the good things and bad things happening to us are becoming an indistinguishable blur only we can understand and make out. I guess that's the effect of the two hell-blazing months of summer.


I'm starting to consider acting now, isn't that something Diary? Either the summer heat has finally got to me or I got spring fever (though spring is not supported in the Philippines, it is chronologically the time of spring). But anyway, I'm really looking forward to it. Why? Think about the years of stage fright on your personal record and suddenly here comes a modern take on Shakespeare's "Much Ado About Nothing," which you freakin' nailed as Coach Leonato (let me stress, "MODERN") by adding epic adlibs and gaining audience appeal. I felt different on the stage at that time, as if the stage was my personal journal that everyone can relate to.


As for music, I'm still going strong. I've been exploring every possible avenue of sound in my amazing software. I'm a fan of Gorillaz, Blur, Radiohead, and especially... BJORK! God bless that woman! Feel free to criticize all you want Diary but these talented people have always been my light in the dark tunnel of life and music. As my friend told me, I need the passion and organic uniformity present in my work. Even I have to agree that my sound is all over the place like bacteria. It's kinda unhealthy for me as a composer if I can't be recognized by people. Yup, I'm going to the next level. Who isn't? Making songs and instrumentals for an audio diary for one's amusement is only fun for so long. When you hear people wanting more, you can't help but get your creative juices flowing...


For romance, I've got nothing planned yet. Yes, I'm in love with someone, Diary. But I just like to keep it that way. The feeling of love makes me more productive. And thus, I am taking advantage of this chemically-induced cloud nine to make my day, instead of breaking my heart afterwards. I love her.


Back to me, I'm a nice guy, right Diary? I'm just slightly shy, that's all. But honestly, getting to know me starts with "them". I won't say hi nor tell them why unless they make the first move of saying hi to make the job easier. Don't worry Diary, I'm working on it. Just as long as they're working on it too, know what I'm sayin'?

Anyway Diary, I hope we savor the last weeks of summer. You're the best public online social blogging diary a guy like me could ever have. Hope we have more to say to each other. For the meantime, I'll be going back to my previous blog posts. Self-expression, provocatively amusing shizz and all that...



Sincerely mine,
Me and My Big Mouth

I Love Her

Me and my big mouth are back with the lovey-dovey experiments of Loveratory. Let me see... who am I to say that I'm a guy who's in love? I love her. Am I to be tormented forever by this fact? I love her. Is it too one-sided of me to say this when she might not even know of my existence? I love her. Does the repetition of those three words make me sound obsessed? I love her. Why am I telling you all of these things? I love her.

Love is something mutual, is it not? It's kinda weird saying I love you 'coz it always means you're expecting love back. When we feel that light, heavenly, chemically-induced cloud nine, we automatically link it with love; not that I have anything against that. It's just that the expectations that come with this "love" double the pain one receives upon losing it. It's like someone on drugs; the feeling of being in love is addicting and hard to get rid of once it is in full effect. There's a solution however.

Being in love is different from loving. When you're in love with someone, it means both of the individuals engage in this love, since both of you are "in (the mutual feeling of) love." When it's only one side of the sentimentally-scarring romantic tragedy, no matter how many times you say you are in love, it will never happen... unless, one of the individuals start loving. When one gives love for the sake of the other giving love back, it's a self-sustaining fire that just keeps on burning. That fire will first burn with passion; wild and uncontrollable. It will then settle down and blaze constantly when the love is mutual, stable, and secure.

Though I am aware of all this, I'm still stuck loving her when I won't even know if she loves me back. Call me a coward, but I'd rather fancy our friendship. Better to light up the campfire with a match, than with a gallon of kerosene and a blowtorch, know what I'm saying? Anyway, with the knowledge I have shared with you today, I will keep myself engaged in love to be more productive and optimistic in life. Because of my first hypothetical lovelife, I made music, and because of my first hypothetical downfall, I matured my music with passion. And now that I keep that steady fire of love burning, I discovered blogging and acting. Yes, I am in love, with "the night" (previous blog). I love her. She don't care if I love or die, that is why I love her...

Lyrics:

I look at her
Just to see
Is there anything in there
For me
If you look at her
Do you see
Is there anything in there
For me


I love her
I love love her
She don’t care if I live or die
That is why
I love her


So don’t talk to me
Don’t talk to me
There’s so little I can say when I
Feel this way
So don’t talk to me
Don’t talk to me
There’s very little I can sey when I
Feel this way


I love her
I love love her
She don’t care if I live or die
That is why
I love her

In Love With The Night...

"I am in love with the night."

"The night is as beautiful as the absence of light."

"Am I too dark to say such words?"

"When words are not what I mean tonight."

"Tonight I love the scent of day."

"The day of summer wasting away."

"Away until there is nothing left."

"Nothing but the night and the words I say."

"Say nothing to me, my gentle night."

"I don't hear a word but your silence is right."

"Maybe I should not be in love with the dark."

"The dark that tempts me towards the light."

"Yet I am still in love with the day."

"The day my night comes back to stay."

"To stay in the dark, and bring back the spark."

"You are the night I speak of today."

All of this coming from me and my big mouth looking out the window.
Wherever you are my beautiful night, I love you as I take in the view every night...

Chairs Are For Chumps!

Me and my big mouth are back from a very busy day to bring you... Ran-dumb Reviews! Where all your wildest dreams become boring reality...

Today, I'll be shining the light on dem chairs. I mean, what is up with those deceiving booby traps rigged to make anyone lazy at the mere sight of it? "Have a seat, relax, take the load off, let your bottom kiss me..." it says. More like, "Do not stand, become lazy, let go of all your problems, @#&@^$*#&(*)." I don't trust dem chairs, benches, bleachers, seats, couches, swings, or any other member of their family tree...

I'm guessing this is the part where I enumerate my pointless reasons for dissing said object in the first place:

1. Chairs... are just too tempting. The slightest sight of such can capture a man's strength and convert it to utter indolence. This is proven by the trademark people who prefer to sit in their chairs as they move it around the room. Curse the normal chairs for making quite a noise as well as the wheeled ones for reinforcing sitting!

2. Chairs are enemies of standing. What's wrong with standing? Standing is healthy yet effortless exercise. You exert way more energy to sit down since there is so much strain in you lower body when bending down to sit let alone maintaing one's proper posture while sitting down. Furthermore, if you accustom yourself with the improper posture, you even risk yourself to arthritis, scoliosis, and such. That's a double-win for standing.

3. Chairs require raw materials such as wood, plastic, cloth, or steel to make. Standing is ecologically friendly and economically reasonable. No "whatevers" were harmed while someone stands. Unless you count the ground harmed for being stepped on, or gravity having a hard time pulling someone down... As for sitting, anyone who sits on a chair is held responsible for any animal killed, tree chopped down, smoke-belching factory built, financially-challenged worker fired, ozone hole present, and economical decline throughout history since chairs existed.

4. Chairs ruin the human evolutionary trait of using one's feet and legs. According to Darwin's theory of use and disuse, the more you use a body part, the more it grows and vice versa. The use of our thumbs made it an exceptional asset which puts the entire animal kingdom to shame. As for sitting down, we neglect the use of our feet and legs, so the future of humankind might be legless slackers of our former selves. Standing uses the whole body fighting against the pull of gravity.

5. The chair prevents people from taking a stand! You really can't argue with this reason. It's true at some degree. Though it is completely irrelevant to the topic at hand, I found it uncannily fitting.

Well, is that enough information chumps? "Chair" this blessing of knowledge and pass it to anyone who can't stand sitting. Take a stand today! Chairs are only useful if you stand on them! Better still if you don't get a chair in the first place.

P.S. This blog post was made standing. Mostly 'coz there were no chairs around.
P.P.S. I'm lying on my P.S.
P.P.P.S. Beds are a different story...

Busy!

Sorry for the delay, me and my big mouth are experiencing some temporal difficulties. Yup, I don't have the time of day to tell you readers the time of day nor do I have the energy to type a provocatively amusing blog right now.

It just sucks when you're busy, doesn't it? You have all the time in the world dumped on to something that other people may consider completely worthless. I mean, I have a test later, and other people are like, "So what? Why are you telling me this? Good luck then, good thing I don't have a quiz." How fickle! Anyway, I'm just minding my own busyness...

Busy people tend to have serious and straight faces, with their heads in the clouds while staring at the ground; their minds focused on something while walking arrogantly like they were paid to enjoy it, or maybe that's just me. Whatever the case, even when I have nothing on my imaginary agenda, I still have the unpleasant habit of doing so.

Back to busyness. Hmmm... now that I think about it, everyone's busy to some point. I'm busy typing, you're busy reading, I'm busy thinking what other things I'm busy at, you're busy making sense of what I'm typing... I'm busy LIVING. That's the ticket!

We're all too busy living, too busy breathing, too busy being socially accepted, too busy making our own rules, too busy breaking bonds, too busy finding reasons, too busy thinking of explanations, too busy making fools out of ourselves, too busy making mountains out of molehills; simply put, we're too busy being human.

So let's celebrate NOW; the busyness we share, the time we waste, the things we consider important, and the lives we touch. But as much as possible, let's enjoy our busy days while they still remain busy. Seriously, I fear the day the world stops in a universal sigh and just gives up on itself.  Those are two references from my blog for that previous statement by the way.

Anyway, I still have to practice for Much Ado About Nothing. Allow me to complicate things. Life is just much ado about nothing. We are nothing. We do nothing. We learn nothing. Why? Because "nothing" is important. If you ask me, nothing is something for me. I'm that busy...

Oh yeah, I'm freakin' busy! Let me wrap this up by contradicting my previous notion; being busy rocks! Keep yourselves busy while you still can! Having a hectic schedule though is a totally different matter. I bid you readers adieu!

The Universal Sigh 2.

Finally! Me and my big mouth are back for more futile complaining and restless what-the-fuckery. Oh, the universal sigh...

After a couple of days not blogging, you decide to blog earlier this day about yesterday, but unfortunately can't, since Blogger was experiencing technical difficulties which hinders you from editing or making posts. Oh, the universal sigh...

The two short days of utter darkness, gloom, cold, and moisture have finally ended. It was fun while it lasted. Bittersweet. Oh, the universal sigh...

Anyway back to yesterday; you start the day analyzing the song "Across The Universe" by the Beatles for your literature class. You then wonder why you haven't completed their collection. Oh, the universal sigh...

You notice that you haven't mentioned taking a bath, brushing your teeth, or changing clothes before classes that day. Oh, the universal sigh...

After literature classes you come back to the dorm pressured since you haven't reviewed for a long test in psychology. Oh, the universal sigh...

You rush back to school, slipping on your way to the classroom due to the wet hallway with two guys asking if you're okay. How sweet of them to notice your slapstick slip-up... Oh, the universal sigh...

You then realize what you psych prof told you about teenagers experiencing the "imaginary audience" making them more conscious and more obvious of their mistakes. Suddenly, you realize, "Hey I really learned something" and decide to walk tall and proud on your way to your psych test. Oh, the universal sigh...

You tell your seat-mate you slipped earlier. He also asked if you were all right. "God, everyone really cares about me." How emo of you. Oh, the universal sigh...

The professor was sad that day since the long test was easy. Ironic that the students don't feel the same way... Hell yeah! Oh, the universal sigh...

You're done with your classes since you just remembered a free cut in your next class. So you have an engaging conversation with your elementary classmate who now happens to be the only person with you in that university from your grade school. Awww... She said she was gonna be a doctor back in our yearbook. As for you, a pilot. Now you're both in the school of management. Oh, the universal sigh...

You come back to your room having eaten lunch, and your roommate invites you to eat lunch with him. Oh, the universal sigh...

You plan to make your draft for literature to be passed on the next day with all the free time you have... and decide to ditch it for "Superhero Movie" which your roommate hasn't watched yet, despite the bitter fact that you already watched it. That's how epic it was. But still... Oh, the universal sigh...

You then make your draft for three painstakingly eye-numbing hours in front of the laptop screen keeping in mind of computer radiation bombarding your vulnerable mind 'til it slowly shrinks away to nothingness. I think too much... it might be the effects of computer radiation. Oh, the universal sigh...

After which you decide to play rockband, despite two more academic tasks at hand... which I managed to finish eventually. I really put the PRO in PROcrastination. Oh, the universal sigh...

While finishing said tasks, your roommate watches "Silent Hill" which really helps in keeping you awake. Thank Pyramid Head! Even if you only listened and didn't really watch since you have the fear of horror movies (Del Mundo, Luis Gabriel L. Me and My Big Mouth: Fictional Fear Factors. Blogger. http://meandmybigm0uth.blogspot.com/2011/05/fictional-fear-factors.html. 2011). Oh, the universal sigh...

Why do you even need to cite your own blog as a reference? Because in the academic world, everything that doesn't come from Wikipedia needs evidence. Oh, the universal sigh...

You just had a talk with your roommate about him and a friend passing away. Ehem... don't you mean passing by? Oh, the universal sigh...

You end the night at the start of the next day. Hopefully with more universal sighs ahead of you and your big mouth...