another nice experience...

I won't really get to details with this one. Anyway, it's just about my day in the Hall of Justice here in Davao. They helped me all they way, especially when I made a mistake with the form. All in all, I spent about 15 minutes to get my court clearance. I would like to specifically thank the Woman security guard stationed by the entrance and the guy behind the counter (the curly long haired one) for being very helpful. Kudos to the HoJ people!

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A nice experience.

I am making this article for the people working for NBI Davao. I would like to thank them for their great service. They were very nice and accommodating.

It started when I got to the NBI office, the one outside Victoria Plaza (No parking space stealer this time). The person there gave me the form to fill up for the clearance and told me what to fill up. I was done partially for there was a question I was not sure what to answer, so I went back to the person who gave me the form and asked. He helped me and was the one who wrote the answer for me. Then he told me to get my fingerprints taken and go to the office inside VP, to pay and have my picture taken. When I got there, the cashier was on stand by. I was apprehensive to approach at first, but I did, nonetheless. The lady told me to wait for a while, so I sat at the bench near the window. I waited for about 3 or 5 minutes, then the lady opened for me and personally pointed at me to get to the counter first, well maybe because I was the only one there. After I paid, she then told another NBI guy to tell the other payers to come forward. This time though, I had to wait about 15 to 20 minutes to get my picture taken because it was their break time. Quite understandable. So after my wait, I got my picture taken, and was told that I should come back around 5 to get the clearance. So I left, tried my luck at SSS but that was not to be. I came back, browsed around VP for a while then around 4:50, went back to NBI. I had to wait for a really long time this time. I got my clearance around 5:30, so that was still quite a wait. But the thing that was OK with it was that in spite of the fact that it was after government office hours (and we know what our government's time is like), they still went on.

Anyway, that was my nice experience. To think that I started my application around 2:30 and still got my clearance on the same day. People told me before that if I wanted my NBI clearance, I would have to be there very early in the morning. Yet, with this experience, I can say that with a little luck and the nice people from NBI Davao, you can have an almost hassle free clearance claiming experience. I will like to commend the people from NBI for their service.

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Uneducated...

There seems to be a virus going around. What's most notable about it is that it attacks only the "rich and privileged". It would have been great if it causes them have rashes and to have mucus seep out of every orifice in their body, but unfortunately it just attacks their...uhm..."intelligence" and manners.

I was going to post about two very recent events but I think that making an official-more-than-a-paragraph article about that thing-that-regrettably-looks-like-a-female-human would only immortalize her. So, I will only write about one, which happened only yesterday.

My mother and I went to Victoria Plaza yesterday around 11:45 AM to buy something from the grocery store. We were in the parking area (the area near the exit, the exit near the grocery store) in the first lane (the lane nearest the exit). We were moving slowly to see if we have luck enough to get a space here and that we were. While we stopped at a certain area, a white sedan type car was backing up to leave. We were just behind it waiting for it to fully back up, with our signal already on when we saw its rear reverse lights come on. Just then a gold/brown Toyota Hi-Lux pickup turned around the corner coming from the Bajada entrance side and swerved into the vacant space. No signal, no horns, no nothing. IT just parked there like we were not waiting for the space. My mom moved forward a bit just to look at the thing that drives that pickup, but IT did not come out while we waited. If IT parked so fast without regard to other drivers, we guessed it must be in a great hurry or that there was an emergency of some sort. We guessed wrong. We still had enough luck that we found a parking space just a few cars after the space that thing coveted. When we got out of the car, IT was already gone. After our shopping, the pickup was still there so I took pictures of it.


That is the plate number, LFP 337. If anyone who knows the thing that drove it, please tell IT to sit on a cactus. Tell IT to learn to drive and get some manners.

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Oi! ... again

I am still alive... Just wanted to post at the end of the year... Might bring good luck or something...

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Ambigram: Marlo

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I'm Bored...

Well... No, not really. It's more like not having anything to do that I resorted to do the most mundane of things which resulted in my doing things that I now regret. It's not really regret-regret. It more like regret-you-just-had-to-do-that-out-of-all-the-other-equally-boring-yet-are-the-only-
things-you-can-do kind of regret. Well, you see what I did was that I started to read blogs of other people.

You might be saying, "Uhm... What's so bad about reading other people's blog?" Well, I had the misfortune to read the blogs of successful people. Well, successful in blogging anyway. I stumbled (rather intentionally yet unknowingly) into the blogs of people that are famous and have a lot of traffic. They're good. Real good. They talk about anything and they seem to know a lot about it or they can talk about it in a way that you think they know something of whatever they are talking about (You may have noticed that I am using these rather long sentences that should have a lot of commas a lot and should be broken into several smaller sentences but which aren't. Well, that's how I normally talk and I type the way I talk. If you don't like it, well... try to live with it). They also have a very wide range of topics they can talk about. Topics like cars, eyebrows (whut?), guitars, pets , etc... Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for them. I'm thrilled. Really. Right.

The problem is more on how unhappy I am now of my own blog. You see, my blog can be summed up in two words: Pathetically Stupid. It contains nothing (which by the way, is the entire point of my blog). But c'mon. Other people have nothing in their blogs too. How come they have a better blog than mine? How can their nothing be better than my nothing? T_T Anyway, that's why I regret reading other people's blogs. I feel ashamed for mine. It's pathetic. It's stupid.

Well, in my defense (Yes, I do realize that I am the one persecuting myself. Just let me be.), I am not a born blogger. If you've read my second article (which I know you didn't but I don't care (read it)... Really, I don't care (please read it).) you'd know what I mean. I am one of the "converts" (Well, forced is more like it). To tell you the truth, I was one of the biggest skeptics of blogging. When it first came out (about the same time my friends started to bug me to make one), I thought, "Why the hell would I want to post my days event for everyone to read?" I mean, what for? I barely remember what I did (primarily because I didn't care), so I can't exactly tell others about it. Also, if I didn't care about my day, why would anyone else? So, for the longest time I would dismiss any discussions about blogging and my friends quickly learned not to talk about it in front of me. But time passed and as we all know, time...uhm...time...uh...does something... I think. Anyway, discussions about blogging were everywhere: newspapers, net (duh!), library, net cafes (duh! again). So I could not avoid but be forced to overhear some of the new things about blogging. I liked what I heard though. People earning from their blogs. People becoming celebrities for their blogs. Wow (Money, evidently, piques my interests in the stuff that involves it). As far as I have researched in ways for global domination (I read a couple of comic books), money and fame are the two things that always come with power and guess what? I am easily seduced by power. Anyway, long story short (You: You mean you had a short version and I could have skipped all that bullshit...ahem...bovine manure up there? Me: Yes.) I was convinced to start a blog by forces (money, power, greed, fame, insatiable appetite for better things) far stronger than my powers (nil, nada, nothing, zero) can take. So here I am.

Only later did I realize, though, that I have absolutely no talent or skill or even the smallest drop of creative juice for blogging. I was stuck with something between an awkward journal of a sickly preteen boy and a potential source of blackmail information (that is, blackmail against me). I tried spicing it up with poems and my tragic skill for ambigrams but to no avail. Really, I am a somewhat proud owner of a sad and derisory blog, as proud as a human father is to have cockroaches for children can be.

So you see, my page has no visitors, only poor souls who had the misfortune to stumble (click accidentally) into my page. It is not the least bit interesting or informative. I am a sad, sad little man. I am to the point of deleting this account, but since I have nothing else better to do (and I don't know how), I think I'll keep this up and running (more like crawling...no...squirming). *Sigh*

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Ambigram: Diana

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