Halo scumwads of cyberpolis!:D You missed me dintcha, dintcha??:DD

Semestral break is just excellent--unlike last year when I spent the whole break in Philippine General Hospital with a broken skull and a swollen purple face and a reconstructive surgery on the way.XP I thought we only had two weeks of break until I rechecked school's sched which I scanned cross-eyed the last time when lo and behold, we actually have three weeks to kill time.:p

Bought five more books from author Kurt Vonnegut--my favorite author to date!:p--and haven't read a page. Ukk. Book hoarding, I have about twenty half-read books in my shelves which I promised myself to finish before school starts again.

Recently hiked Mt. Talamitam and traversed Mt. Batulao (old trail to new :p) and this weekend we are going to skyrocket to Mt. Pulag in Benguet!XD The highest peak in the country (9,604 feet) next to Mt. Apo (9,689 feet)! The playground of the gods! With temperatures below zero! And pine trees and bonsai bamboos and whatnot! We'd be just above the clouds like Zeus and Athena and Mercury on his flying flaming chariot and the Mars Exploration Rover on its similarly flying flaming phallic thingy.XD (Come to think of it, them Greek gods weren't really gods per se. Maybe they're just humans from the future with rocketships and technological power and everything and them primitive mortal morons didn't have enough vocabulary to describe them.) We'll be taking the Akiki-Ambangeg trail also known as the "Killer Trail" which has 7/9 difficulty when the most I've been is just 6/9 and I've been training like mad excited shit whacked on steroids doing pilates and stretches and crunches and running eight fucking kilometers since this morning. Wahahahahahaha.XD

I will never stop climbing.

I will never stop exploring.

Nature is the opiate of the bored.

The best mind-altering drug on the planet--and legal at that!

Then we'll tipple nice electric shots of tequila and enjoy the awesome freezing temperature and awesome view with my awesome friends.:DD

Life is love.:D

I know I won't be sleeping tonight and tomorrow night and I shall have to exhaust every whit of my energy ricocheting around just anticipating the climb and drop dead on the trail come Saturday like those frozen corpses littering Mt. Everest. Hence, I shall have to drink beer to sleepify myself.:D

Me & Angel at Batulao peak. Looking rather like lesbian lovers.XP

For sale: HTC Touch

I'm selling my HTC Touch (click to see multimedia) a Pocket PC with Microsoft Windows installed. I'm selling it for half the original price!:D Thing is, my brother gave it to me but I don't need it, sooooo. Might as well convert it to something more useful like MONEEEEY!XD To buy more books and travel more places and hike more mountains and drink more beer! Nyahahahaha.XD (Dear lord god almighty lightning-bolt bearer in the sky please don't let my brother read this oh please don't.XP)

My brother works for Google Android Phones. (OMFG, talk about dream jobs.:o I'd kill myself working as a monitor screen wiper and keyboard duster for Google Headquarters.XP) Prior to that he worked for HTC, hence the gift. He said he'd give me one of those geeky Google Android Phones once it comes out BUT. That's what he said about the tent and the laptop--none of them came. Come to think of it, I never asked a thing. He just trash talks about giving me this and that then I anticipate then the stuff he promised dissipate into thin air. Forgotten. Disappeared. Lost in the tombs of Pharaoh Tutankhamun. Now he gives me this smart phone thing unannounced which I don't give a shit about to begin with. That, and a Palm Pilot which I similarly don't give a fucking weasel about. Garbage, is what I call them.

I have two brothers named Dennis. One is Dennis my real brother. The other is Dennis Michael my half-brother. Out of the six kids my father bore to six different women besides my mother, me and my brother have the same corresponding name to two of dad's bastard children. My dad thought he was being smart--no one would tell Dennis from Dennis and people would regard them as one.XP Then there's me.

Last summer I saw my sixth half-sib, a kid of about age 9 or 10. Thin girl with overbite and overcrowded teeth. She looked like one of those plastic teeth paperweights in your dentist's office, only giant sized and grown with flesh and hair and bones around it. I just stared at her running around my grandma's house, waiting for her to look at me so I can raise my pompous plucked eyebrow at her, size her up head to foot and back and give her a snub that'd scar her memory for the rest of her life. The only problem was that she didn't even give me a glance.XP The bitch.

Speaking of dream jobs. I have found my dream job!:DD

The Mind Museum at Taguig

Sister C is the Exhibit Manager of this museum and she drags me to volunteer every time there's an event. The Mind Museum is a one-billion non-profit project that'll be the first world-class science museum in the country. Failed to write a blog entry about this cos I was juggling multiple testicles the past days.

So err.XP

The last time I volunteered it was the sneak peek to TMM held at the NBC Tent in Global City. Free VIP seats with 1500 to fill, featuring a multisensory experience about the Earth and the Cosmos. Up front were three stunning projections of the Earth from outer space from three different bigass screens. Then dancing about like drunken graceful things before the screens was the Ballet Philippines, orchestrated with the electronic-ambient-psychedelic violin solo of the world-renowned violinist Kenji Williams. (But of course, he is so beyond the slappable butt of Joshua Bell, my fav violinist, and his Gibson Stradivarius violin.XP) Then there were geometric fractal lights swirling everywhere as if you were on a dance floor on some bizarre planet. I dragged two other "volunteers" with me, Ilad and Jay. The latter had dreadlocks reaching his balls. He was stationed as a bouncer. Haha.XD My friends became bouncers.XD

Before the performance, Kenji Williams had a little anecdote. He said he has an astronaut friend who worked for this project filming the Earth. That astronaut's favorite planets were Mars, Jupiter, and Neptune. But after he was launched into space, the astronaut dumped all them three planets and had a new favorite: the Earth.

Aw.

All together now: Aw.

All this spirit of volunteering bullshit, it has a price, see. In every fiction class, what readers always ask is: What's in it for the protagonist?

Why does he do what he do? Fact is, at the fundamental level people do things for a selfish reason. That in every decision they make, every word they speak, idea they think, activities they perform, all of them have a reason.

For this volunteering abracadabra, besides the experience, my sister says volunteers get to be the first priority come employment application once the museum's built.

I have found my heart. It's in science! (And writing and mountaineering and drinking beer.XP) If there's only one place to get a job in this country it's in The Mind Museum. (Holy gorilla of Manila, I sound like a radio commercial.)

Next week the museum's going to introduce the life-sized baby blue whale to the public. Anyone interested to volunteer just leave a message.:D

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