The Clock is Ticking

Decisions, decisions, decisions. I guess that is life. You just have to decide things for some reasons I don't really know. And having a keyboard this hard even adds to the cursedness of my stinking life!

My sister gave me an option if I want to go study in Cebu. The thing is, I don't know anyone there, or at least know the place thoroughly. She said that if I study there, not only that it is an awfully fresh new start, but also, I can earn so much money for my mission. At least that is the case there.

On the other hand, I don't know any school there, AT ALL! And it is going to be my first time to go to such place where I've never been to. Yeah, it is a new experience for me, but how can I be sure of what can happen to me or at least, what are the outcomes of this in terms of my studies and social life? Doesn't make any sense, does it?

If I will stay in Manila, I don't think there are any differences at all. No. 1: Housing. I would pretty much prefer living with my aunt rather than being all by myself in Cebu. Because it's just the same. My aunt has several houses that I can go and stay. Which means that I am most likely to be alone. No.2 : Social Life. Through-out my school life, I was always alone, or with geeks and nerds that are social outcasts, by which also makes me an outcast. No. 3 : Way of Living. I am guessing that this has nothing to do with my decisions. But since I already included that crap right here, I think I just have to write something about it. The way I live in Saudi is really different from the Philippines. A lot of adjustments are to be done when I am going back home. Unlike here, there are some things that are just not easy to leave. And I think you know what I mean. I guess that is just it.

OK, Main point, I all I want to point out here is not about independence or fresh starts or even earning something. It's not that I don't like those options or something, it's just hard for me this time to decide on which is which I have to choose. You know my brain, it can't handle this much choices than ever, but I have to do it anyways.

So, it's now time to make my decisions this early morning since there is no one to bug me.
(Don't Disturb! Someone is Thinking!)

I Hate Justin Bieber!

(Warning: If you are a Justin Bieber Fan, by any circumstances, NEVER, NO EVER, try to read this. I don't want to see any hate mails on any of my inboxes. If this is the first time you see the title and you are a fan, first thing you do is make a blog, then spread it all over the world, then go have a blog war with me. Then we can make a debate blog that shows how much you are totally obsessed with Justin Bieber.)

Yes. You saw the title right. I hate Justin Bieber. Oh wait! Let me paraphrase that. WE HATE JUSTIN BIEBER!

Yes. We! We, including my sister, brother, me, and my youngest brother, Jaztine. He hates him so much, just showing him a picture would make him REALLY mad! My oldest brother, by just saying Canada to him, he automatically says that HE HATES JUSTIN BIEBER. SO MUCH he would kill me instead.

Justin Bieber. A Canadian boy who became popular by just singing on his videos posted on YouTube. Then discovered by some guy who owns some record label that made him FREAKING famous that put him to the Poop Chart wee bit higher than anyone can ever think of. Enough of his awfully microscopic bios. Now it's my turn to criticize (insult to be exact!) him. Bwuahahahahahhahahah!

Oh such voice he has. With such voice, I FEEL THE URGE TO STRANGLE HIS NECK SO IT WILL TURN DEEP! You know what I am talking about. Oh yeah. Let us not forget the people that I asked if they like Justin Bieber or not. Majority of the people that I asked said that they HATE him so much they want to kill him. What is up with his voice?! So girly and and squeaky! And majority of the people I asked said that he is so GAY! And as rumors roam the social sites, there are some Anti-Justin Bieber movements. And I asked someone recently if they are a fan, most of them said that they would rather DIE than listen to his song or take a look at him.

Let us make this insults into an equation, OK?
Squeaky voice + Gay^2+The gay swooped hair+ Stupid Tattoo+ Irritating songs = Justin Bieber

And the last words I would like to say to him: CUT YOUR HAIR! YOU LOOK LIKE A !@##!

And a last statement from my youngest brother: Justin Bieber PANGET! (it means ugly in Filipino)

Reminiscing My Last Ramadan

Ramadan, my favorite time of the year. When I was still going to school, I remember how we, our whole classroom, wished that it's already Ramadan. And also at home, my sister always blabber that she wished its already Ramadan.  And there is one thing that we are certain after Ramadan, many people tend to be so generous and stuffs. And I remember my very first Ramadan, and it was our very first arrival here in Saudi Arabia. And it's been few days since we arrived, I have no idea on where we are and what are we doing in this country! But anyways, daytime, Ramadan period, no eating or drinking or smoking outside, and I was young and stupid back then. 


And since this is my last few months here in the Kingdom, there are somethings that are only done or can only be done in Ramadan. Why don't I make a list of it? Then, maybe not. 


When I leave, I have to admit, I will cry, call me gay or mushy or something sissy, but I don't care. Even though I am not an Arab, I learned to love this country despite some restrictions that really push my buttons.


Well, I guess this is my last Ramadan, so I am greeting you all a "Ramadan Mubarak!" or "Ramadan Kareem!" , whatever works for you.

Gone Sacrilegious, Eh?

Have you been watching the TV lately?

Well, I do. Have you watched some music videos of some famous artists of today?
And I think, many of those music videos has gone a bit far. Or shall we say, they are showing who they really ARE!


Being sacrilegious, I don't know if that is the fad of today, the directors want to make them like morons that do crazy stuffs like putting symbols ans such on the videos, or they are plainly stupid not to know what they are doing, OR they are really that type of person who worships the you-know-who! OH MY GOSH! CREEPY!


I don't know if it's true, but there are some internet rumors said that there are some celebrities as they say, that are devil worshipers. I don't even want to know it in the first place, because every time I see those type of thingamajigs, I tend to have a nightmare.And when I have nightmares, it takes some time for me to wake up, or worst, NEVER WAKING UP!


Anyways, my point here is has nothing to do with celebrities, buying their stuffs, or watching their stuffs too, but all I want to say is, YOU ARE THE JUDGE OF YOUR OWN SOUL! Aahahahhahaha just kidding! Too creepy? Let me know. You know my email add! As far as I want to add something here on this post, I guess that would be infringing some videos that may put me into some risks that I dread to think. So, I guess, you just have to search it yourself. And word of advise, Pray ALWAYS!

Hypocrisy!

Hypocrisy-\hi-ˈpä-krə-sē\
etymology: NOT NEEDED! It's too long!
1 : a feigning to be what one is not or to believe what one does not; especially : the false assumption of an appearance of virtue or religion
2 : an act or instance of hypocrisy


Just in case you are wondering why am I writing this, this is a note to all my fellow beings who were a victim of the HYPOCRISY of others around you. And this was such an IRRITATING experience!


They are everywhere. From schools, offices, churches, and even the senate itself also has counts of hypocrites. And to be exact, we (yeah, WE! all of my family members are victims) were victimized by conniving, gay-like, awfully arrogant GUY and so HE's family (if you have a clue who am I referring to, LUCKY YOU!). Actually, we have been victimized by them for more than a year. And the nicest thing, THEY CLAIM THEMSELVES AS TOTALLY RELIGIOUS! OH $@## YOU! (Excuse me on what is censored, that is how I really feel. I hope you understand my feelings.)

 We actually had some suspects. Yes, SUSPECTS! Not just in church, but also, in the Filipino community itself has some beautiful (sarcastically) hypocrites. They roam around the Kingdom. I think that is the reason why my dad also decided to leave this awfully barren yet happy country. And they will always try to ruin either your day or your LIFE! How NICE! (OH ANOTHER @#$@ YOU!) 

Whoever started that attitude must be dead by now! (Kidding! That is so mean of me.) But what the hey! Why not imagine him or her dead, it's feelings is what we are talking about here, right? But such thoughts are so bad, it may give you such image to other people.

To conclude this, there is only one thing I want to say to all hypocrites that may or might read this : STOP THAT CRAP OR YOU'RE GETTING IT! 

GOODBYE SAUDI ARABIA!!!

Well, I guess this is it. The time that my oldest brother has been waiting for. The departure from this country. SAUDI ARABIA.

After 12 years of staying in this desert, my dad has come to his sense that we have to leave by next year. When I first heard the news from the mouth of my sister, I was overly shocked. Totally unexpected.  I was hoping to stay here for more than a year.  But I guess that is the final decision. 

There are at least few things I will miss in this country. Let's start.

I will miss:

Shawarma

Sharookh

Kabsa

Falafel

My friends who are still  enduring to stay in this barren land

The places we've been to

The fresh fruit drinks they made

Kudu

The abundance of tissue papers from any fast food chains

Chlorinated water

Wide open roads

Almost no one outside

My dad's car

The automatic washing machine

The MUSIC! (in other words, the prayer time!)

The mustawas catching you wearing shorts (I'm referring to the religious police)

Oh the SHABABS that really gets on my nerve

The softdrinnks that are sold cheaply

The bag of chips that are sold cheaply

And last but not the least: The rooftops!

But of course, there are things that I really hate in this country. 

And those are:

THE ABAYA!

The mutawas

The perverts

The restriction of talking to women in public

No cinemas

The restriction of open practicing of your own faith

THE HOMOSEXUALS!!!! (never forget them!)

The underground peer pressure (if you want to know about it, don't hesitate to ask)

AND THE LAST AND FOR MOST: Some websites are blocked by which they are not pornographic

But despite with all the things that I hate in this freaking country, since I grew up here, I will miss you forever, SAUDI ARABIA. No matter how obnoxious you can get, no matter how stupid some people can get, I will always cherish all the good times I've had in this country. 

Even though I only have 10 months left in here, I will make the most of it. No matter how bad it may get, I think that is worth paying the consequences.

I will never, no ever, forget you Saudi Arabia. 

What Happened from that 2 months of no INTERNET!!!

Oh how I miss the internet so much! Stinginess was ruling the whole time! Well, can't blame my dad for it. The only way that I can go check my e-mails, Facebook, Twitter, etc. is either the rooftop where I have to use my iPod or my sister's laptop, or the church. Well, I often go to the rooftop. That is the only way though. I can't go to the church everyday, unless there is an activity. Anyways, the past two months was like a crap hole to me. I have done nothing but to do the chores, cook, be nagged by my brother and sister, be annoyed by my nemeses, and as always, the basic alternative of mine, watching television!

But somehow, I made that 2 months worth while waiting for the return. I read some books, done a lot of exercise which is always missed most of the time, had a meaningful conversation with my sister and my dad, and fixed things that were needed to be fixed.

From that 2 months of waiting and enduring all the pain and suffering (What a lame-o!), I learned the greatest thing of all, using my time. Most of it is I just waste it. I am the type of person who is always lazy to do meaningful things, or even saving it. That is the worst habit that I can ever have. AND I LOVE IT!