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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Dear Blogspot,

I already found another one but our memories? They will always be treasured. Nyahahaha. Drama. Make it epic...then Fail. I think Id have blogger back and tumblr at the same time. Is that alright?

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.

The last time I posted was like uhhh...CENTURIES AGO. History, familiar? shoots. Here again, been doing this - restarting to blog after busy-killing-days. Well, good thing is, I just had the chance to chat with lonz and he told me how dull and unexciting it is anymore in blogspot simce bloggers have been a little too busy these days.

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.



Rakenrol beybs,
Mark

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

OPLOK.

"Kahapon, ngayon at bukas...iyong-iyo ako"
- K o r i n a S a n c h e z -
HAHA. og pagkaluod lang jhod. woot-woot. Wa lng, nisud ra's akong utok, keri?
Anyway, I've got a whole lot of stories to tell tonight. Not to mention, people to talk about - GREAT PEOPLE. Okay, curtains out...3...2...1...Roll. So, seems like I've been chilling these past few days with different kinds of people, different barkadas, I mean. Each has got to be very different from the other - UNIQUE. But each has got to be very fun to be chillin' with.
R O C K E R Z
"Study hard, Party harder" - It must be this kind of group's stand. All are very brilliant, intelligent but not nerds. They're outgoing and jamming. Have I ever mentioned of island hopping earlier? Not yet, IKR? So, lemme mention it, HAHA, noobs. I couldn't remember the date but we had it either Saturday or Sunday, 'twas a weekend for a fact. We went to Lapu-Lapu and rode on a pumpboat for the adventure. We visited several islands and had stop overs in the middle of nowhereSSS. We were like chilling in the boat all the time, talking, tagay-ing, eating, singing, shouting and a lot more. I totally love the experience there. Sa uulitin Rockerz.
C I R C L E O F J E R K S
It was an accident, yes it was! HAHA. I was in Caroline's 16th Birthday Bash. Disco Lights. Groovin' Sounds with the DJ. Delicious Foods. Always-present Drinks. And of course, Party People. When I arrived, I was effin anxious of this OP MADNESS. Seriously, I really was. At first all I did was, Eat then Sit. I was in a corner with no one to talk to. Emo? Not much. Good thing Rasheed saw me. He called me and gave me a signal trying to say "Come, let's jam." So I went to their table, and I joined the on-going tagay. They were all familiar faces to me. We're batchmates. You see, Old faces, new friends. They were so loud and naughty and we drank. Then Danced, met girls, talked and we really had a gooooood time. Unfortunately I got out of the party. Memz texted me for a role-playing-thingy-in-an-indie-film-right?. She said if it's okay I'd be flying immediately the next day. Of course, with my very supportive parents and my urge, I'd totally grab it and so I did get out of the party to pack up. When I arrived at Shell, memz texted me that they can't book a ticket at that time a wait for a text. I was like UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I left for the party. I really never had the intention to go home early, early as 11:something. Anyways. So, I wasn't able to go home and if I had a choice, I never would. HAHA. I slept at Chad's house with some other friends. Tsk. Badshot.Badtrip.
Hitch: I am really a fan of THE GRISKA BIANCA BALBUENA right now. She's an icon. She's my idol. I still don't know her that much but I've got some good vibes that she's someone. HAHA. I visited and read and viewed all her links. Name it. Looking forward to meet and know her. HAHA. Memz, ila2 mi beh. HAHA. lols.
So, that's it. It's it.
rakenroll beybs,
MARK

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

This is Semi-holy slash Greenish-White day.

What you've read in the title is literally what I intended to mean. HA HA HA.

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.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Holy Week No More, Happy Birthday Patrick!


'twas Patrick Birthday Party - April 12, 2k9 - It was in Tubod Flowing Waters. The time I was supposed to be there is 9:00 AM, unfortunate or not as it may seem, I woke at 10:00 AM, the usual. I got 4 missed calls from Dunstan since I think he was waiting for me to go with him going to the place. Well, I didn't bother to reply or what.HAHA. mean. Well, so I, shaquille and tyrone got our way there and when we arrived. *GOSHHHESSS, it was a hell of a crowd. A lot of people were there, as in, woah. So POB, the kuya, cousins, I, tyrone, shaquille were there. POB meaning PalaOtog Boys, HAHA, like Arc, Aldrin, Rofil, Patrick and their President, Dunstan. HAHA. So it was fun, real hard.


Happy Birthday Patrick! I'm proud being yerr leader by the way but remember, gotta grow more and prove yerrself, trik. Okay? Til Next, holla back. Comment me, people. Anyway, click my pic beside and below, Try them.