A proper introduction

My last two posts were results of frustration and anger; sleep evades me too often. Whiny and unrefined is not how I'd like people to perceive me, though the occasional complaint is something I find rather therapeutic. It's relaxing all-together to identify simple things as not to our liking (ang init! or gutom na me!) and exclaiming it to avoid emotions entering a "pressure cooker"; it allows change to eventually occur (what is People Power but a complaint on a massive scale?). Complaining is healthy once in a while, like in all things, moderation is key. Of course, it would be preferential if whining were to be avoided all-together. It's annoying because it spawns more whining, be it verbal or not. Just think about the number of times people pissed you off but you kept it inside, you held your tongue; not saying it out loud doesn't mean you're okay. You whine inside and then make a face or you run away. (Admit it)! I find that not expressing it immediately makes more for an annoying experience. You see, it's unnecessary. It's emotionally draining. It's impractical. (I bet this matter-of-fact tone is pissing you off ha  ha ha ha!) Anyway, before I digress into a fitful state of unnecessary ranting (mind you that nothing today led me into talking about complaining, just a random thought), allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Enrique Locsin Dimagiba (I don't have a second name so I like to include my maiden name just so my name seems longer ha ha). I come from a family of 6, the eldest son of a cynic-for-a-lawyer father and a sweet-but-cutthroat mother. I have two sisters and one brother; they piss me off a lot but it's alright. I'd like to think I have a decent family. We don't say "I love you" to each other because actions speak louder than words. We're alright as a family. I appreciate the hard work my parents do; all that character molding and what not, it's alright. I'd post a picture of my family but: first, my mom abhors the idea of strangers having access to a family portrait; two, I don't have any candid pictures of my family - Christmas and New Year's portraits sicken me; and three, a picture of my family won't give them justice - you'll have to meet them in person. Life with them is all right.

I think I am a scatterbrain and a cynic, but, overall, a practical person. Thinking along the lines of an analogy: don't give me bullshit because what kind of retard would accept shit wrapped in a pretty, little box and tied with fancy ribbon? No. Give me something worthwhile, something everyone can appreciate. This, of course, does not equate to bullshit. In turn (just as how all dealings in the natural and REAL world occur), you get non-bullshit, the truth. Speaking of real, real sleep is real good. The undisturbed kind that when you wake up, you notice your pillow is of a darker shade due to excessive amounts of drool. One of the best ways to spend summer, no doubt. Speaking of summer.. I'd like to share my sentiments about the friends I have back home. They're da bez. That's all. Ha ha ha! They're all right and not just alright. We haven't been through a lot (compared to other people's friendships), but we've been through enough to know that whatever it is we have will last.

I'm lazy to talk about myself further, especially since I'm not that narcissistic (that's two descriptions with one stone ha ha). I'd like to end with that "friend" note because to be honest with you, my friends define me in all possible senses. I can have life, I can "exist", but my friends reveal to me as to why I should exist, why I should go on living. I'll admit it, the aspect of my life that I am most proud of is my friends. So you, the reader of this blog (not including strangers ha ha [as if strangers are even interested in knowing about my life]), you are my friend and be proud that you empower me. Take comfort in the idea that, at least, your very existence has changed someone's life - my life.

Normally one would include a mention of hobbies and interests and all that garbage. But then again, who really gives a damn ha ha!



P.S. FEEL NIYO if you think you're all that. Ha ha ha ha ha! Sabad gid