Doubt's certainty

laura was right, you do end up sympathizing with everyone on stage after the show.
but more than that i think you end up sympathizing with every one of us.

now really, karl.
really and that makes it a production both happy and sad at the same time.
that doubt [both Doubt the play and doubt] is good or bad is not the point.
the fact that it is certain and how you go about dealing with it is i think the point.

i seriously think you consider watching it.






















yes, just 500 pesos.
then tell me what you think. 'cause it totally makes you

lisnin to See I'm Smiling from the Last 5 Years, thanks ren.
sortof readin the last few chapters of The World Is Flat.
feelin kinda optimistic. mandy noel and py of the barkada are here in manila and we're a-havin fun. plus i'm a-watchin the full season six of sex and the city. bliss! thanks ging

a postscript:
just two thoughts i thought of today that i don't want to forget

what you're doing is right but never forget to link it to the greater task it is a part of

the better question better be "what have you not done?"

health is Felt

im not exactly the healthiest person in the world.
not the most health-conscious either.

but over the years i'm getting more and more
although the results aren't that surprising.

yet. tihee

now it's gonna be capoeira with sanggu people.
and yoga every free friday.

the latter as recommended by direq niel.
and yes, i badly need it. relaxed readiness. relaxed readiness.

i put it here so i make sure it pushes thru.
not that i need to.

karl, you're getting there.

lisnin to the daily news
sortof readin Truman Capote's In Cold Blood
feelin kinda sleeeeeepy. but not as frazzled thank goodness

ending what hasn't started

it's hard
to end what hasn't even started.

to cry for no reason
to reminisce absolute nothingness
to stop what isn't moving

but it's fun
to grow when you're still not born
to expand a singularity inexistent
to feel without the senses
to think for no reason

lisnin to Fingertips Part 2 - Stevie Wonder
sortof readin hand-outs for rizal and the emergence of the Philippine nation
feelin kinda well-rested

happy-nings

with awesomeman and drugfreeboy and immigrationdude and justiceguy and the wonderful world of katipunan.

thanks to today and yesterday.
thanks to melodies that stick.
thanks to power naps and easy books.
thanks to andrei's check-out-stephen-lynch message

21 minutes plus plus of fun laughs good time. he's also on the wedding singer the new musical comedy.


tomorrow we watch repertory philippines summer workshop staging of merrily we roll along. i wonder if my lola would like it. we're a-watching

and so karl is living happily every after...

lisnin to Craig by Stephen Lynch
sortof readin the Nash equilibrium. microeco wasn't so bad
feelin kinda happy

so you wanna Vote

interesting turn of events.
aren't they usually.

anyhoo
so i was walking around shang earlier after school
and to my surprise
i realized

maybe the reason why i enjoy self-talk and why i acquired the habit of doing it
is because i spend a considerable amount of time by myself.
considerable meaning up to 21 hours a week.

nothing beats time well wasted.
more interestingly
i heard you wanna vote:

lisnin to I Am - Kindred the Family Soul
sorta readin Schumacher's The Noli as Catalyst of Revolution
feelin kinda interesting. tihee

a Resolution

it feels so good to go through a lot.
a good lot.

you look back
pat your back
be taken aback

and feel good.

the next few days will be a breeze.
which still means the same amount of good stuff to do but with old friends paying a visit.
sweet.

i seriously thank people who care.
and every one cares
so i seriously thank every one

thank you.
all is resolved.

lisnin to Far Away - Kindred the Family Soul
sortof readin my first draft of a sanggunian resolution
feelin kinda good. you tolerate my ramblings, thank you

every man

is this healthy?
this i-can-actually-die-now feeling

what's more creepy is i argue with myself
the pros and cons
of dying.
of suicide.

and i'm not sad. not at all.
just overwhelmed.

voice will be Voice

it's actually really worth it,
taking voice lessons.

sir les stressed the difference between classical and pop styles of singing and why i should always lower my jaw now that my larynx still isn't isolated from all the other parts of my body.

pretty psychological really but it forced me to be more conscious of how i speak.
although i still speak real lazily up to now.

but i'm glad i get to apply monday's lessons for this sunday's program at the fort.
and it was great listening to macky's tips on singing which echoed some of what sir les shared.
like raising your cheeks as if smiling or something to reach higher notes.

aside from a blueREP transaction to settle, it's a pretty great week.
from the committee on rules for sanggunian
to tomorrow's exploratory slash contracting meeting with psyche
to working on our leadership product's personal level
to preparing the lay-out for the diagnosis product of strains
to closing night this saturday for subTEXT with good people watching
to a brief history of time with stephen hawking
to crashing hard drives and faulty networks
to indifference and doing good with one's voice.

lisnin to Save the Population - Red Hot Chili Peppers
sortof readin Process Consulation for strains' diagnosis product
feelin kinda groovy

the rain and pain stays mainly on the sane

i don't know.
it's a bastardization of a showtune that best assures me that i'd go through all this trouble.
trouble i started.
trouble i'll fix.

it's a good day to die.
i hope it always is

lisnin to Just A Little While - Janet Jackson
sortof readin why not? a real ingenious book!
feelin kinda well.

nowadays

Ideas do not belong to anyone. They fly around up there like the angels.
-Don Turibio of Gabriel Garcia Marquez' Of Love and Other Demons

Procastination is our substitute for immortality, we behave as if we have no shortage of time.
-Otto Knittel of Benjamin Kunkel's Indecision

beautiful people events things books relationships stories
stuff.
it's not always comfortable to the eyes or convenient to the body
but always beautiful.

and my latest reminder on keepReminding:














it's short for the fact that we love to put every thing into boxes, for the simple reason that it's real convenient. from sex to race to high school stereotypes. the trade-off however is sexism or racism or rejecting a nerd's proposal to the prom.

what's worse, not every thing fits any box. and sometimes, there is no need for any box at all.
the challenge is working on where to draw the line
between box-able things and no-need-for-any-box things

lisnin to She Wants to Move - N.E.R.D. bliss. followed by Karen Ziemba's rendition of Chicago's Nowadays
sortof readin conversations with nikki on how her parasitology and bacteriology classes make her think of the dirtiest things like the likelihood of us inhaling kigwa. tihee i miss the barkada. and a bit of cebu. the food bit and the go-anywhere bit.
feelin kinda tired but ready for tomorrow. 'tis opening night! even if most of you are watching next saturday.

love is a mission

one of those days when you just really really
love yourself and wanna show it to yourself even more

he may jump on couches but the lovin' he's feelin'
is real enviable.

but so far so good. me lovin' myself ain't the weirdest thought.
but finding one ain't so bad either.

love is a good feeling.

say no to this initiative

there is a totally flawed initiative to change our Constitution right now.
as to why and what we could do, visit


















or email me for a copy of the primer at darth.karl@gmail.com
be informed. be very informed

maybe I was better off

crap.
i should have stayed.
dang.

ohwell.
sanggu JG-SOM plansem had a good good mix of business and pleasure.
so did the PugadLawin general assembly.
fun and plans and serious stuff and whatnot.

and what really sticked from our discussions was this sad fact:
why do we always call the world "outside" college as the "real" world?

so there are actually two worlds? one that i'm living in now and one i will live in in the future?
that's real sad.
double crap.

lisnin to Plush - Stone Temple Pilots
sortof readin my summary for Peter Block's Flawless Consulting
feelin kinda disappointed. i badly need to work on my communication skills. just terrible.
triple crap

how does it happen?

it usually feels better that you actually do not know the answer to that question.
because
things happen
shit happens
one feels things then
things happen
again.

thing is, certain people find it necessary to really really answer that question.
and maybe that's why meetings take longer than necessary.
and maybe that's why i still find it hard to understand a good lot of people, to put myself in their shoes. especially in a world where people seemingly don't think about your own shoe size.

for now, i simply love the thought that at the end of the day
as i look back at it, this, that, these, those happening
i simply do not know the answer as to how

but that it, this, that, these, those
simply happened.

lisnin to I Need A Good Woman - Ray Charles. yesterday i thought i need a woman, period. but you gotta listen to old good ray, one needs a good woman.
sortof readin Of Love and Other Demons by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
feelin kinda satisfied.

on deference and indifference

and deferring.
she was troy and he was mark
and they gave me good seats at t-boy earlier.
five floors above cubao where the sight of a continuous stream of people walking was rather disturbing. and lifeless. creepy

but it was all good 'cause i got a well-deserved treat alone.

i mentioned letting go in here earlier and i'm not so sure but i guess a good part of it is what chris lowney calls indifference. and for someone who loves reading books, i still find that concept rather original. and true. really

take for example my "attachment" to this desktop i've been using. although i can still work well with the other desktops and laptops, like right now, it's not a really comfortable feeling. there is also this weird "attachment" to getting connected with everyone else through my cellhphone or an online messenger. though i'm proud to say i'm getting less and less attached to these devices.

one "attachment" though that i do not want to let go is towards waiters and waitresses and bartenders and ladies who sweep the floor as the stylist cuts my hair. people who you know will let go of these jobs as soon as they are offered a bigger paycheck but who still are good and decent and totally likeable when it comes to giving you a nice day. whatever their real motives are. and it's nice.

and that is why "small talk" even on matters such as me getting amused at her name being troy or his name being pooh is real "small talk" i cherish. one need not be indifferent to certain people. only to certain things.

or certain habits. like deferring what you can do now to later.
i was reading Indecision at Fully Booked earlier and i quote a fictional Otto Knittel:
Procrastination is our substitute for immortality, we behave as if we have no shortage of time.

and i kept on arguing that there really is no shortage of time. really now

now really. see you at

lisnin to Norah Jones' Don't Know Why
sortof readin Studies in Philippine Colonial History
feelin kinda inspired. she was quiet but she looked good.

laborious

reading is quite a laborious task.
it is a discipline in itself.
what i do to make sure i finish a book is
i switch from one to another every now and then.

it makes it more laborious and a lot slower. but it's steady.
and a challenge to recall which characters and events were from which book.

reading is loverly.
especially on a quite quiet labor day.

i remember how my mom would always remind me of laborers and their welfare every time we discuss a policy or an issue. i was always on the capitalist's side.
the side laura warns me of now that i have been reading ayn rand's stuff.

my mom was right. it is necessary to include more and more people and their welfare as one can in any thing we do. but it's easier said and done.
'cause it is hard. needs a lot of work.

there sure is a lot of work to do.

lisnin to Senorita, Justin Timberlake live at the Grammy Awards 2004
sortof readin The World is Flat. getting there...
feelin kinda well-rested despite oversleeping