Fast forward.

While sorting through groceries today, Stepfather asked me an interesting question:
"Fast forward 10 years, What do you think you'll remember most about your life now?"

This really made me think. It bothered me, to be quite honest. I haven't done anything note-worthy. I have no major accomplishments to speak of.

So what would i remember?
I guess I'd remember the haziness, mostly. You know the expression "If you can remember the 60's then you weren't there." Well similarly, I probably wouldn't remember names or faces or any of the things that matter in history books. But I'd remember feelings. I'd remember poignant little details: the way the city looks at dawn, the bitter aftertaste of cigarettes, the laughter, nights that never seemed to end, and the nights we never wanted to end.

I'd remember the intensity. I'd remember the terrific highs, and the worst possible lows. I'd remember our indifference, to everything that didn't concern us. Still, we had passion. However misguided , we had it in grand proportions. How else would you explain that lust for life? 'Cause that's what it was, for me anyway. I longed for life- real life, the passion, the pain, and everything mixed up into one. I wanted to FEEL 'til i could no longer bear it.
Think about it: If you can look back 10 years from now and say that you really lived, what else is there?

I think life, in itself, is a worthy ambition.

Blogging is productive.

I'm baacckkk. yes, for the first time since I've been back in Cebu, i have wholeheartedly committed myself to fighting the urge to go out every night, come home at an ungodly hour, whilst accomplishing absolutely nothing.

Instead, i am creating the possibility of being productive (hence the blogging). As of the moment, i am not sure what my productivity will entail, but am confident nonetheless.
I am in quite the hopeful mood today, having started off the day well, waking up at noon, taking a cab to Kat's house (quite liberating and amusing as i had the loveliest conversation with the taxi driver), taking another cab with Kat to Fuente to buy siomai, got the wrong sauce but enjoyed it nonetheless.

Possibly annoyed Kat with my endless chit-chat about how good I'm feeling and my plans on going on all kinds of intellectually and physically stimulating (non-sexual) adventures. I want to evolve, see. I need to regrow brain cells. And yes, it is possible, i googled it.

I want to read more. I've been habitually re-reading old books, which doesn't really count . I want to watch great films that INSPIRE. I'm starting to sound evangelical, i know.

Anyway, Kat's mom arrived and invited me to go to a wedding reception, which i did, and i had wonderful time. The theme of the wedding was something like rainbow-dark colors or something strange like that . The reception area was something out of an acid trip, with laser lights changing colors every millisecond and projections of random objects blooming, spinning or floating around on every wall, and there were so many video presentations and slideshows of the couple in such cliche locations in the funniest poses. It was all so corny and over the top, i actually found it charming. I swear, i did not roll my eyes once.

When i got home, i watched An Inconvenient Truth by Davis Guggenheim. It struck me in all the right places. I actually cried. And this is a documentary on global warming with a politician, not really something to get emotional about. Especially since i am not entirely fond of Al Gore, though i kind of respect what he's doing. I thought the documentary glorified him too much, it was sort of like watching a very long campaign commercial.

Okay, so i started crying when they showed this cute animated polar bear struggling to get on a block of ice, which broke and left him/her drowning. This, people, is reason enough to help stop global warming.

I know i make it sound light-hearted, but really, this is serious stuff that goes beyond helpless furry creatures. I don't want to bore anyone with my inarticulate explanations on how to save the planet so check out: www.climatecrisis.net for more information. Maybe I'll post a lengthier and more convincing entry about this soon, complete with online petitions, Co2 emission charts and testimonials on what a swell guy Al Gore is.

For now, i am going to enjoy our beautiful planet before global warming catches up with us and destroys us all.