Lessons I’ve Learned From Taxi Drivers II – Alfred Lamberto

yesterday, i was walking along the road, unable to see anything from the drinking splurge we just had. I accidentally road the wrong jeepney and ended up having to get off somewhere and walk until i could find a taxi which was almost impossible during that time.

As i was walking, i passed by this Japanese guy who was balding and was skinny skinny skinny. I didn’t pay attention to him at first until he started following me and saying “EXCUSE ME MISS BEYUTIPUL” over and over again. It wasn’t til after 3 minutes that i realized he was talking to me [at first i thought he was on the phone]. When i finally stopped, he pulled out a notebook and asked me for my number.

I was like, “wtf this guy must think i’m a hooker or something” but before i could actually say anything to the hag, a taxi from heaven pulled over and i was safe.

when i got in, the driver couldn’t help but laugh at my predicament. He just kept laughing and laughing as i sat in the passenger seat with my arms folded.

“worse things have happened, kid.” he said to me.

“i’m pretty sure.” i replied.

then he started sharing a story about something that happened to him… [i love it when the open up first]

One day as he was parked outside a hotel, a Swiss lady in her 50’s got in the car. She told him to drop her off at the mall and like the good taxi driver he is, he did just that. On the way to there, the lady started talking to the driver, she

edit: eh, i kinda lost interest in making this episode. i’ll proli do it… never.

Paramore, you can have my heart…

Brick By Boring Brick

Well go get your shovel
And we’ll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle

Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick
or the wolves gonna blow it down

If it’s not real
You can’t see it with your eyes
You can’t feel it with your heart
And I won’t believe it
Cause if it’s true
You can see it with your eyes
Even in the dark
And that’s where I want to be, yeah


Well, you treat me just like another stranger
Well, it’s nice to meet you, sir
I guess I’ll go, I best be on my way out

All I Wanted

All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you

I could follow you to the beginning
And just relive the start
And maybe then we’ll remember to slow down
To all of our favorite parts

Misguided Ghost

I’m going away for a while
But I’ll be back, don’t try to follow me
‘Cause I’ll return as soon as possible
See I’m trying to find my place
But it might not be here that I feel safe
We all learn to make mistake

I’m just one of those ghosts
Travelling endlessly

Now I’m told that this life
And pain is just a simple comprimise
Ao we can get what we want out of it

Feeling sorry

We still live in the same town, well, don’t we?
But I don’t see you around anymore.
I go to all the same places, not even a trace of you…

And I’m getting bored waiting round for you,
We’re not getting any younger, and I
Won’t look back ’cause there’s no use

Won’t you promise me tonight
If it’s the last thing you do, you’ll get out…

The Only Exception

I’d never sing of love
If it does not exist

Maybe I know, somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we’ve got to find other ways
To make it alone
Or keep a straight face

And I’ve always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now
I had sworn to myself that I’m content
With loneliness

Because none of it was ever worth the risk, but

You, are, the only exception

Turn It Off

Seems like it’s getting harder to believe in anything
Than just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts

I’d never sing of love

I wanna know what it’d be like
To find perfection in my pride
To see nothing in the light
I’ll turn it off, in all my spite
In all my spite, I’ll turn it off

And the worst part is
Before it gets any better
If it does not existheaded for a cliff
And in the free fall
I will realize I’m better off
When I hit the bottom


The truth never set me free
So i did it myself

You can’t be too careful anymore
When all that is waiting for you
Won’t come any closer
You’ve got to reach a little more

The Pygmalion effect

Pygmalion was a master sculptor in the ancient city of Greece. All day he sculpted beautiful statues from huge pieces of rock. In fact, his creations were so wonderful that whoever saw them were mesmerised by their sheer artistic beauty and exact finish. Pygmalion himself was a fine and handsome young man. He was liked by all men and women. Many women loved him for his great skill and looks.

But Pygmalion never paid attention to any of these women. He saw so much to blame in women that he came at last to abhor the sex, and resolved to live unmarried. He was a sculptor, and with his with wonderful skill he sculpted a beautiful ivory statue which was so lifelike that it was difficult to believe that it was lifeless at the first glance. The beauty was such that no living woman could compete with it. It was indeed the perfect semblance of a maiden that seemed to be alive, and only prevented from moving by modesty. His art was so perfect that it concealed itself and its product looked like the workmanship of nature. Pygmalion spent hours admiring his creation.

By and by Pygmalion’s admiration for his own sculpture turned to love. Oftentimes he laid his hand upon it as if to assure himself whether it were living or not, and could not, even then, believe that it was only ivory. He caressed it, and gave it such presents as young girls love – bright shells and polished stones, little birds and flowers of various hues, beads and amber. He adorned his ivory maiden with jewels. He put rainment on its limbs, and jewels on its fingers, and a necklace about its neck. To the ears he hung earrings and strings of pearls upon the breast. Her dress became her, and she looked not less charming than when unattired. He laid her on a couch spread with cloths of Tyrian dye, and called her his wife, and put her head upon a pillow of the softest feathers, as if she could enjoy their softness. He gave the statue a name: “Galatea”, meaning “sleeping love’.

But what will be the consequence of falling in love with a lifeless ivory maiden?

The festival of Aphrodite was at hand – a festival celebrated with great pomp at Cyprus. Victims were offered, the altars smoked, and the odor of incense filled the air. When the festivities of Aphrodite started, Pygmalion took part in the ceremonies. He went to the temple of Aphrodite to ask forgiveness for all the years he had shunned her.

When Pygmalion had performed his part in the solemnities, he hesitantly prayed for a wife like his ivory virgin statue. He stood before the altar of Aphrodite and timidly said, “Ye gods, who can do all things, give me, I pray you, for my wife” – he dared not utter “my ivory virgin,” but said instead – “one like my ivory virgin.”

But Goddess Aphrodite understood what the poor man was trying to say. She was curious. How can a man love a lifeless thing so much? Was it so beautiful that Pygmalion fell in love with his own creation? So she visited the studio of the sculptor while he was away.

What she saw greatly amazed her. For the sculpture had a perfect likeness to her. In fact, it would not have been wrong to say that the sculpture was an image of Aphrodite herself.

Goddess Aphrodite was charmed by Pygmalion’s creation. She brought the statue to life.

When Pygmalion returned to his home, he went before Galatea and knelt down before the woman of his dreams. He looked at her lovingly, with a lover’s ardour. It seemed to him that Galatea was looking at her lovingly too.

For a moment, it seemed to Pygmalion that it was just a figment of his imagination. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. But no. There was no mistake this time. Galatea was smiling at him.

He laid his hand upon the limbs; the ivory felt soft to his touch and yielded to his fingers like the wax of Hymettus. It seemed to be warm. He stood up; his mind oscillated between doubt and joy. Fearing he may be mistaken, again and again with a lover’s ardor he touches the object of his hopes. It was indeed alive! The veins when pressed yielded to the finger and again resumed their roundness. Slowly it dawned on Pygmalion that the animation of his sculpture was the result of his prayer to Goddess Aphrodite who knew his desire. At last, the votary of Aphrodite found words to thank the goddess. Pygmalion humbled himself at the Goddess’ feet.

Soon Pygmalion and Galatea were wed, and Pygmalion never forgot to thank Aphrodite for the gift she had given him. Aphrodite blessed the nuptials she had formed, and this union between Pygmalion and Galatea produced a son named Paphos, from whom the city Paphos, sacred to Aphrodite, received its name. He and Galatea brought gifts to her temple throughout their life and Aphrodite blessed them with happiness and love in return.

The unusual love that blossomed between Pygmalion and Galatea enthralls all. Falling in love with one’s creation and then getting the desired object as wife- perhaps this was destined for Pygmalion. Even to this day, countless people and young lovers are mesmerized by this exceptional love that existed between two persons at a time when civilization was in its infancy.

This story is often used to have a greater purpose rather than “ooing and aahing” effect. Because of Pygmalion’s undying love and dream of Galatea one day becoming a real being, the impossible actually happened.

A lot of people use this example to help students look into the future, let’s say in 10 years from now, and from that, they hope to inspire them to keep reaching for their dreams and even how impossible it may seem, it can and will happen… somehow.

Every time i close my eyes, it’s completely different from where I’m heading for in life. I know I’m far from actually being in that moment but sometimes I just get scared that I would end up living someone else’s dream rather than my own just to make them happy.


not worth the cut

had a post test yesterday and i failed my 1st post test for the semester. it made me feel like shit. but then my teacher called me and said, “You know what, ms. Perez, you’re such a waste. I can tell that you know the answers but i can tell more that you don’t like what you’re doing. You don’t like nursing…”

at first i was like wtf but i gave it a thought and i was thankful for her. Why? Because someone FINALLY ACTUALLY saw me. She actually took the time to figure me out and she actually did.

It just made me realize that we can’t succeed doing things we don’t want to. lately, it’s been getting me thinking. i’m starting to change my opinion about nursing, actually but god, it’s still REALLY hard.

paolo asked leah is she had eaten a live fish before. she said i’ve eaten a fish that was not cooked.
alvinpchua: he asked, what kind? she said sushi
alvinpchua: then he said, isnt that issa? hahah

ride on my back like a little bitch, why don’t you?

have an assignment in CLE that i can’t get over. so i think i’ll do it now…

1. Do you want to go to heaven?

– honestly, i DO want to go to heaven. I mean geez, who wouldn’t want to go to heaven, right? But if i lived my life doing things only because i wanted to be good enough for heaven and JUST that, then i’d feel like a hypocrite.

2. Do you think that the life you live is good enough to go to heaven?

– it’s not a matter of the things i do that i consider to be good enough for heaven or not. mostly, it’s the heart i have when i actually do things. I don’t want my whole life to revolve around doing certain things just for the validity in heaven. i do believe in god despite how hard it is sometimes and i do believe that if he does know me then he’ll see my heart. Even if not all the things i do justify my values and what i really want in life, i still do think that i am worthy to be in heaven if i died right now. i’m just a kid who screws up and chooses to because for me, that’s the best way that i can live life and learn.

there’s no better time to live my life except now, right?




no birthday sex for yooooou.

It’s nice to know…

well, it’s nice to know that the two of you are back together. that was the deal after all, right? didn’t we plan that you two would get back together so you could end things the way YOU wanted to end it and then you would come back to me so we could be together- the right way. the way we always wanted to be together. but nothing with you is ever real. it never really was. i guess that’s why i don’t regret a single thing since i ended with it you. i really don’t.

you never really knew what you wanted, you wanted everything. If you could bake a million cakes for a million needy kids, you would change your mind at the last minute just so you could keep everything for yourself because if you knew that one cake was better than the other, you know you would regret giving that one single cake away to give to someone else- someone who proli needed it more than you. But i’m not some stupid cake you can keep all to yourself and give away when you’ve found the one you where looking for. in our case, i’m not just some cake you can keep because you like but aren’t sure about. i know what i want and i know now that it isn’t you. [stupid metaphors. i hate cake!] so i left you and i didn’t turn back. i forgot your number, i forgot what we had and left my mind empty so someone else, someone better could fill it in with things i wanted you to fill my head with.

but you- you i don’t understand. You said that you didn’t want to get back with HER because you knew she wasn’t the one. you said you didn’t want to be tied down to her the way you were. You said that you would only get back with her for me. Well, we’re obviously not an item anymore so WHY? i bet it’s because nobody else will take you and you know that. And you just can’t stand laying in bed at night knowing that you are alone. So you go running back to the first person you know will take you back. And you know that that will NEVER be me. not in a million years.

Don’t get me wrong, i’m not hurt. I’m mad because i thought you were better than that. but when we sum everything up, you are a guy and all guys are the same and well, you let her give her reasons to use the “i’m pregnant” excuse which you would never get with me and yes, you are after sex after all.

so ok. i have my peace and you, you will always just be another guy to me.

gay is the new “pretty”

so today was the first day of official duty. Although i did go to the community yesterday, it wasn’t counted as one cause we didn’t do much except observe. today we were more hands on and omg, it was something.

i guess i never really thought about what i actually have to do when i start working in the community. i never really thought that nursing was about service and shit, i was just always floating around waiting for people to tell me what to do and when to do it. I don’t even know how to freaking sweep floors for god’s sake! it is the most embarrassing thing ever- not knowing things you’re supposed to know. i felt like people thought i was some irresponsible brat or something. and yeah, it was verbalized by some of my members… 🙁

but yeah, at first i was soo scared to do anything cuz i was scared to screw up. then once i did start doing something, i only did the things that could get my requirements for graduation done but then people starting in and you could tell that these people REALLY needed help. and then the workers there were soo welcoming despite the fact that they were so busy and don’t even get paid enough. they were soo willing to help and then it just made me realize that, i have a responsibility to do even if i don’t like nursing. it made me feel like I wanted to do something, i wanted to offer what i knew and what i actually could do. and then it just changed everything.

after duty, i was really tired but knowing that i accomplished so much in just one day made everything seem worth it. and then, for the first time ever, i actually said that i want to be a nurse.

i’m such a traitor.

so that’s that. we’ll see what’ll happen. it’s only been one day after all.

embracing my 15 minutes of fame

well the wonderful world that is xanga, you have finally gotten me into trouble. rar.

so you know that thing i do where i talk too much and say the wrong things and people get offended? yeah, i did that again. and now i’m like miley cyrus- everyone’s hating on me. well, not really, miley minus everything else. HAHA. and according to facebook i am a die hard lesbian lover who got raped or something. it’s absolutely ridiculous. honestly, if i got hit before, it happened already. i don’t have a problem talking about it because i learned from it and i grew from it. I grew from it enough to know which battles to fight and quite honestly, this isn’t one of those fights.

i just don’t wanna look back on this and be like, “wth that was so stupid i can’t believe i did that.” i have a little bit of me doing that already and i’m sorry but i HAVE to quote this, “two wrongs don’t make a right.” HAHAH. i feel like the biggest loser ever. i proli am one too. always have been one and yk, i don’t care. i’m happy like this.

i already did what i had to do and let’s just leave it at that. from what i know, if i said anything to hurt anyone, i talked it over and cleared things out. that’s all that really matters to me right now. i don’t do drama or scandals or catfights- that’s just not how i function. and like i’ve said so many times already, i just don’t have the time for it.

so THAT’S done. or not.

anywaaaays, i think i had a really good saturday if i sum everything up. i got everything done, i got to SLEEP and i spent time with the family. everything i could wish for in a regular day 🙂

so, i went to school basically for nothing. we didn’t have a single class the whole day! but i got to hang out with alex and we just talked about anything and everything. i kinda get why i can relate to her now and it kinda made me wish that i would’ve gotten to know her better before. it’s nice to know who your friends are.

aside from that, i had a really good conversation with well, someone, and i think it went well. well, i can only hope. I got to explain everything to her and i apologized which was just the right thing to do. she said it was ok but i know that maybe everything’s not completely ok and i won’t force it. she’s knows i’m sorry, she heard my side what else is there to do right?

then i went home and slept the whoooole day cause i was so tired from walking around school getting everything done for monday’s duty. i got assigned in Mantuyong and idk, you tell me. haha. i woke up with a headache and went to ayala with my family to watch This Is It with the siblings while the rents went on their own date. it was cutesy. And even if it’s a saturday and i’m home, i really don’t mind. Me and casey are gonna watch movies the whole night and wake up early for church tomorrow then me and mommy are going out on a date. yey. 🙂

i don’t know how many times i’ve said it or how many times i can keep saying it but i really don’t mind if everything else in my life sucks as long as i have my family and school. those are the things that matter to me right now. <3