The Websolace

Growing up, I’ve had my share of a lot of both ideals and principles, some made sense as days go by, some I had to drop.

One of which is so important that I nearly missed it, potentially causing one of my biggest probable regrets later on. My perception of the world, all of it, mainly concerns everyone else, how I deal with things and how consequence waves back. Quick to say “look at the bigger picture”, yet I failed to see it myself –”living”.

I am self trained for success in large showers, more than that, it’s been decided on. A point blank decision to throw away today for the better of tomorrow.

Of course, I saw the bigger picture of that and thought about teenhood and lived a little, but the aim remained. It’s a case of having not zoomed out enough, it was still in the specifics of a portait in the making.

Fear always sucks, really, and having thought too much of success, I’ve been so naive about it. More than that, the promised route feels different now, supposedly it’s slick tarmac with no signs of wear, well, it’s .. muddy at the moment. Before you think so, I haven’t lost my way yet, nor I am drawing myself off a sketch. Always having bothered to paint the other places, but where I stand now feels a little bit boring as I stare into the red dot where it feels familiar.

I think I might just have gotten it. This road has an inevitable ending, and I blindly look into it; so wrong. I’ve stopped running long ago, but still in view of the tip of the triangle, haven’t been looking to where I step.

Yep, still in the same line, still am the moving period, but in a different frame. No longer will the will-be’s be starred upon but merely reduced to a view of the top. Wasn’t a fan of looking around until I finally tried it.

The world is beautiful.

First, I don’t have anything against Ely, and I have a lot of friends who, hands down, are major fans.

If you’ve been following the news, last January Ely suffered a heart attack on stage, unknown to me are the causes.

Now, what I don’t get was the need of the fundraiser to cover for Ely’s hospital bills that took place on January 28. AM I THE ONLY SANE PERSON WHO THINKS ELY COULD HAVE EASILY PAID THE BILLS HIMSELF? He’s not limp, mentally retarded or in anyway physically incapable of generating the funds to pay it himself, not to mention.. NOT TO MENTION, the success of Eraserheads undoubtly got him millions. I’m not even going to utter Pupil, simply because it suckz.

The only thing keeping me from coining another dumbass rockstar comes from Ely’s official letter..

Before the party continues, I would just like to make one more announcement: In the same spirit of charity which you have all shown today, Diane and I have decided to donate a big portion of the proceeds of this event to a charity of our choice.

Again, thank you all and party on. This means so much to me. Despite the actual length of my letter, I am actually still speechless and extremely overwhelmed.

Not really touched by it, but at least he wasn’t a total glutton about it.

Dear Filipino “rockers”, Ely Buendia is a great performer, but he’s no Jesus. Don’t be morons, morons.

Tikoy plz.

Reason?

Ran out of air.

Today while supposedly going to Glorietta, we took an elevator going the wrong way, as it reached the 12th floor a little “man” went in and we began going down. At the strike of the 3rd floor the brakes went wild and we “crashed” in between the first and second floor, naturally everyone was in a panic.

One minute in and people were thinking of death. The little man was telling us to keep quiet because apparently, our voices can “shake” the elevator into a crash while our rattling bodies does absolutely nothing.

Two minutes in and one wanted to lose his virginity inside the elevator.

Three minutes and we were able to phone out. Same guy who wanted to lose virginity was thinking that since the elevator shaft was enclosed, absolutely no air could come in.

Four came and I started making elevator jokes, most about death and one.. basta.

On the fifth minute we started slowly crashing down the first floor.. Jesus (Saavedra) screaming, alone.

Sixth? We were saved.

Boring.

Here is the interesting part:

When you’re in a life or death situation with idiots, make sure that you outlive them. No one likes to die beside stupid people.

SERIOUSLY, the air rant?

Update: This is NO ORDINARY MALFUNCTION, we were derailed from one side of the elevator, these rails are the reason why the room is in steady balance whenever the elevator would perform. The room actually tilted after the crash, it recurses back to the derailing, where in if you do the math, it should really be leaning.. That means if we were to pick up inertia on the side that still had the brakes on, we would be falling down with minus half of the pressure (and time) it would take a manual drop with brakes to happen.

If you’re stupid, start reading/reread here:

Do you know how trains work? Elevators are similar, they follow tracks called rails and that determines where they operate. If you’re familiar on how an elevator works, it’s rails are straight, and to differentiate it from a train, it runs vertically.

Wait, stupid people can’t understand that.

Again..

The elevator experienced a “loose thread” and it bent to a side. There are two brakes to an elevator in case of a manual drop, if we were to drop when the other side is still “loose threaded”, we will drop at twice the rate it would take for a normal one to occur.

Sorry if you still can’t understand.

I don’t speak ‘Stupid’.

Premptive strikes don’t exist, it’s always just one side starting the war.