pApEt SaNtiLLaNa: .....dAy SiX.....

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

.....dAy SiX.....

DAY 6
7:28 Morning
Washington Sycip Park
Makati, Manila

It’s Memorial Day in the United States, I am thinking for the best place where I can get my day six picture. I ask some of my officemate for the nearest park where I can capture my Day six project. All of them suggest that the nearest park is the park beside Washington Sycip Park (where I got my day 5 picture). I keep on asking for the name of the park but no one can identify it. Wow! I’ve been working here in Makati for almost two years and I never know that there’s a lot of Parks and beautiful places near to our office. I’m glad to say that because of my 365 project I was able to visit this place. On my day six project I visit the park beside the Washington Sycip Park, and I find out that the parks name is Legazpi Active Park. I never waste my time; I take out my cam and start taking pictures of the place. The Legazpi Active Park is smaller than Washington Sycip Park. I decided to go home and when I passed by in the Washington Sycip Park, I am attracted with the parks gate it’s different to other gates I’ve seen. I take out my cam again and capture the gate of Washington Sycip Park. When I’m home, I start choosing for the best picture I got. And of all the pictures the best one I pick is still from Washington Sycip Park the gate! Better luck next time Legazpi Active Park! Probably tomorrow!

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aLL aBoUt Me....

Some cliched introduction would be in order. Most unnecessary, actually, since I intend to blog not anonymously and not let only a few friends know about this. Still, fresh starts for fresh journeys.
I go by Magiting (i dont know what it means in ilonggo).Call me papet if you want.Don't ask why the name 'Magiting' comes about. Crap, you may say. Inspiration out of nothing, I say.
I grow a year older every May twenty seventh. A Gemini. I am Filipino, born in San Joaquin Iloilo. But sometimes people mistake me for a igorot??? (hahahaha maybe i look like igorot).While I cherish personal time, I dislike loneliness. But maybe they are one and the same, are they not, except perhaps that loneliness is personal time for someone who does not wish for it.
I am primarily karay-a speaking, having been raised in an karay-a speaking family. I have an older brother, both parents, and no pets.
I am a person who say what i want to say. Mostly. But I am not one of those guys who talk about basketball, sex,discriminate girls just because they are supposedly the weaker sex and whine about rejections from them, because they are bitter over the fact that they have not gotten laid in a year and have resigned themselves to the sad truth that they will have to wait longer still. I simply think some women are dumb. But I love women; they can be smart/cute in their own ways but lovable, like dogs. In fact, I cannot stand most guys. Most of them think about balls and let their dicks lead them along. However, I am honest enough to acknowledge that I myself have the capacity to be everything I hate about other guys. Still, I maintain my stand.
I like to laugh, I like to write and chill out. I love reading. I am not a sporty person. I like to express myself. I like to look my best, I make no bones about it. Was it not Shakespeare who said, "Vanity, thy name is ***(it's not appropriate to put 'women' hence the asterisks? How very true.
I am realistic to a fault, imminently lazy, cynical, sardonic, acerbic. I tend to look at a picture in as many different views as I can to make a more accurate judgment of it; consequently, I am unbiased in judgment, but prone to confusing myself into contradiction and hence, indecision. By nature, I keep to myself and I value my privacy. I like to have time to myself, I find myself a very companionable companion to myself indeed. I have to have a lot of personal space. I am terribly self-conscious and have very low self-esteem. Often I am disgusted at myself.Relationships are always fleeting for me, because I find most girls my age too demanding in their expectations. I admit my expectations might be a tad too high, either. Worse still, I don't fall in love easily, and I fall out of love far too easily. But that's the way I am, and I won't settle for less. I am self-sufficient enough, and quite adequately emotionally independent not to constantly need a partner.
That's me, that's unabashedly princeofdamnation, and I make no apologies for it.