Sunday, January 10, 2010
Dear Blogspot,
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Law, what? Lawrence.
"And so that’s life, the life that is patterned from a pre-destiny. The usual. We live. We eat. We sleep. We fall in love. We fuck. We break-up. We die."
Fresh from the abode where real people work and where real people compete. I am but a strong person together with strong competitors in a strong world of lies and reality, noise and music, beauty and destruction, life and death. I must, in one way or another, struggle and fight - this is the MARK LAWRENCE BADAYOS melo-drama.
9 months of silence. 9 months of boredom. 9 months of hopeful desperation. 9 months of crossed-fingers. 9 months of innocence. 9 months of fragile-ness. 9 months in womb. And the 9th month marked the start of the real battle.
They say life has been so cruel but no, life has been too kind to teach us lessons for free. Some say life has been so hard but no, life has been so easy to give us friends who’ll help us through. They also say life is too short but no, it has been too long, even more than enough to prove our worth on earth. And so that’s life, the life that is patterned from a pre-destiny. The usual. We live. We eat. We sleep. We fall in love. We fuck. We break-up. We die.
That’s the pattern but some people dare to make a difference. They dared not following such pattern. The blazed a new trail and went through a different path. They’re seldom. They’re unusual. They’re different. They’re unique. And I? I belong to the few. I disprove the pattern that has been set. Not because I live and eat and sleep and fall in love and fuck and fuck and fuck again and break-up and die but because I live and eat and sleep and fall in love and fuck and break-up and fall and learn a lesson and die. I dare make a difference. Most dare not.
But above all, let’s live and be glad. Like I do.
16 years of existence. 16 years of difference. 16 years of learning. 16 years of Law, what? LAWRENCE.
Friday, August 14, 2009
The Return of the Come Back.
"Three months of a blog-free life. Three months of kept feelings. Three months of unsaid experiences. Three months of silence. Three months of temporary death. Want three more months?"
DEAR BLOGSPOT,A lot has happened. Certainly, a whole lot of stories to tell. So I forgot to tell you that I'm already in college. Apparently, a very different world for me. You see, I spell F-R-E-E-D-O-M at the same time T-E-M-P-T-A-T-I-O-N all in USC-TC. Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against USC-TC coz I'm actually enjoying. and Yes, POLSCI IS HELL CRUEL but uhhhhm, loving it though.
Blogspot, I can't spend longer time here. Tomorrow's Midterm for Political Science 12. Got to study like hell.Yours,
LAWRENCE
Sunday, May 17, 2009
HISTORY.
I learned a lot for the past life-happenings.
"The best way to find one's self is to lose one's self in the service of others."
Well, It's hard to really let go of something you've always loved to do, even if it means academic grades degradation and missed family outings and reunions. Even if it takes every single thing in your system, as long as you're sticking with it, nothing would even matter anymore. As for my part, I have always loved scouting, as well as, I have always loved Greenbar Council. For the past years, I have experienced being trained, being taught, being reprimanded, being appreciated and most of all being served. For the past years, I have experienced a lot of life-changing incidents and future-forming instances. Now, I know it's my time. It feels awkward really to be playing another role that I really never wanted to play at all before - Training Offucer. Before, people always ask if i'd be one or not. I always answer them with, "Di ko ganahan mag pinamay." At the back of my head were all the unfortunate and not-so-good personal ecounters I had with the T.O.s. They were disgusting me but little by little, I came to realize. It's not really making the pinamay out of yourself but giving back to the organization which molded you what it really deserves. As it is said by Mother Teresa, "GIVE UNTIL IT HIRTS." Right now, I think it doesnt hurt yet but I know so that in time, It will surely hurt.
Right now, I am currently helping Sir Cagang and the staff as a Training Officer since I'm not that busy yet but even if I get busy, if it's for the Greenbar, I will always give it. Just showing some love.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
OPLOK.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
This is Semi-holy slash Greenish-White day.
To start off, we were in a good and holy company in the brighter side, in the opposite, crazy and seemingly harmless people. Get it? HA HA HA. No offense. I'm referring to Kuyas Ace and Ryan. They're not your typical teenagers, they are seminarians from Casiciaco Recoletos whom we met in the 5th Recollect Augustinian Youth Summit. Together with some souls and soon-to-be Angel, hitched, used-to be Soul MARLONE. The Big MARLONE. Yeah. HA HA HA. We headed off to Ayala to meet them and Kamz, nice fact, The Big MARLONE saved us from the Global Warming or maybe it's just really seriously summer, thanks for the ride Lonz. To cut it off, we then went to SM and met Chad, Karen and Calorz. We enjoyed there with the Bump Cars, Videoke and of course who would forget? THE SECRET ESCAPADE. lonz, Shhhhhhhh.
We were about to go home when Kristelle accidentally released an idea from her brain through her mouth, scientific? HA HA HA. We'll stand by at Angel Khan's house and, shooots* Great Idea, telle. So, it happens by accident, I am staying for the night with The Big MARLONE, and the two holy-slash-green-minded-seminarians, no offense. I am posting here in Tangke, Talisay , I think and it's already 2:10 dawn. I'm insomniac, BTW, nothing. HAHA. So, til here. Sorry, if I can't update you much with my blog. I'm super duper addicted with CRAZY KART. It makes me insane. HA HA HA. Pray for a next time.
Anyway, Thanks for the day friends, I enjoyed it. Til our paths cross again.


