Life or Something Like it.

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We are living in a society where countless concepts are already defined, leaving the rest merely theories. It more or less dictates us what to think. For instance, what is beauty? Nowadays, no matter how others assert that it's not all about physical appearance, society conveys a whole new different meaning. Then people would see beauty as having a perfect, curved body, aquiline nose and flawless skin.

They say everything is subjective, that we assign our own meaning to every word. But the truth is, there are only two sides we can take: either we believe in it or not. This culture is too much to take. It makes a certain person want to break away from the norms, to be free from this kind of system.

And that sets him apart from this black and white world.

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Haha. De. Joke lang. Di ako kabado tumanda :D

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From Wikipedia:

In mathematics

Nineteen is the 8th smallest prime number. The sequence continues 23, 29, 31, 37... 19 is the seventh Mersenne prime exponent.

It is also a Keith number, because it recurs in a Fibonacci-like sequence started from its base 10 digits: 1, 9, 10, 19...

With respect to divisibility, nineteen has a very simple test: 19 divides 100a + b if and only if it divides a + 4b.

Nineteen is a centered triangular number, centered hexagonal number, and an octahedral number.

Every positive integer is the sum of at most nineteen fourth powers (see Waring's problem).

The decimal expansion of 1/19 has a period of maximum length: 18 digits.

Nineteen is a Heegner number and a strictly non-palindromic number.

In science

• The atomic number of potassium.

In astronomy,

Messier object M19, a magnitude 8.5 globular cluster in the constellation Ophiuchus

The New General Catalogue object NGC 19, a barred spiral galaxy in the constellation Andromeda

The Saros number of the solar eclipse series which began on -2333 June 15 and ended on -1035 August 1. The duration of Saros series 19 was 1298.1 years, and it contained 73 solar eclipses.

The Saros number of the lunar eclipse series which began on -2031 March 24 and ended on -733 May 11. The duration of Saros series 19 was 1298.1 years, and it contained 73 lunar eclipses.

In music

"19" is a 1985 hit song by Paul Hardcastle, with a strong anti-war message, based on 19 being the average age of soldiers in the Vietnam war.

Another acclaimed song with an anti-war sentiment is "I Was Only 19 (A Walk in the Light Green)", by the group Redgum. It reached number one on the Australian charts in 1983.

Other songs with the number in their titles include "Nineteen" by the Old 97's and "Hey, Nineteen" by Steely Dan.

Nineteen has been used as an alternative to twelve for a division of the octave into equal parts. This idea goes back to Salinas in the sixteenth century, and is interesting in part because it gives a system of meantone tuning, being close to 1/3 comma meantone.

"19th Nervous Breakdown" is a song by the Rolling Stones.

And for the age-conscious, a very crucial stage- as if it will be multiplied to one million which is more than enough to make one feel ancient. It is apparently the last year of being a teenager.

I often wondered why people, when they were younger, were in a hurry to grow up. When they do grow up, they wish to deduct several years from the number of their existence. Then I realized that there are just individuals who are scared shitless of getting old. My birthday falls on the eleventh month- I guess that's why I don't feel extremely pressured since a lot of my friends have gotten a year older first. Aging, after all, is not a choice. It is our innate function.

At this very moment, I am looking at the Date and Time Properties of the computer. The time says it is already 11:00:08 PM. I have only an hour to savor my glorious 18-year-old self.

The countdown to my last teenage year has just begun.

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At this moment, most people have already drifted off to LaLaLand- even a bomb couldn't wake them up. One might be dreaming of the nicest things you'd want to wipe away that unbearable silly grin on his face upon seeing it.

And here I am. Fighting the urge of dozing off. Trying hard to stay awake for a test that I will take hours later. Blogging.

What the.

School started weeks ago, and I have just realized that miraculously, there was nothing left for me to complain about. Nothing has changed after all, I'm still taking subjects that can mentally cripple you in one lecture. I'm on the verge of throwing my hands up in defeat, but what's new, I feel that every semester. Then shifting comes to mind and eventually I'd have to cross it out since I'm in third year already. Plus my grades aren't something people can hoot about.

What the hell am I doing? I should be studying.

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It's Chino's birthday, so I came up with something that I hope would catch him off guard. Last year's plan didn't work- I was supposed to greet at a very late hour so I would be the last person, because I know people had already thought of staying up until 12midnight and give their greeting (so they'll be the first, obviously). Unfortunately, the plan didn't materialized. He thought I forgot his birthday. Oh well, surprises aren't always the way you planned it. I know exactly what that means.

The master plan
          Will not text him in the morning and drop by in UP instead during their breaktime. I will make sure he sees me walking towards him with a small cupcake (plus a candle in the middle) and his friends would do the happy birthday singing part. He should blow the candle by all means (haha), and then I'll be apologetic and all because that's what I only have for him. He'll say "Okay lang" and I'll hand him the real cake. Everybody lives happily ever after and I get to be the greatest girlfriend in the world.

 Okay, just for a day.

The tactics
          Find out what time their vacant period is (thanks Neen :D). The cake is from Red Ribbon, the cupcake from Goldilocks. Buy these items on the actual target date at 10 o'clock and take a cab so the journey to UP would be fast.

The aftermath
          A disaster. Around 10am Neen informed me it was their break already and apparently I was about to buy the stuff by then. The cupcake in Goldilocks had a horrible Goofy design on top so I was forced to buy a Chocolate Chip Muffin in French Baker. It slipped my mind that Red Ribbon has birthday candles to go with the cake so I rushed my ass off to the supermarket and looked for those. They had none, so I settled for the number candles. I took a cab, and headed to my destination. Thanks to the traffic in C.P. Garcia, I arrived in FA past 11. I had a hard time lighting the candle because of the ikot jeeps speeding by, plus the flame kept dying as I walked towards where he was. I was fumbling nervously for matches, and it was good thing Neil had a lighter. It was awkward really- almost all his classmates were there. Chino was surprised alright... But my embarrassment lasted a lifetime. Haha, but it doesn't matter. Maybe I can do this kind of thing for years. Basta para sa kanya. :D

Birthdays come like a plague. You suddenly get an outpour of SMS when in an ordinary day your friend doesn't even text you. Everyone is supposed to be extra nice to you since it's your day, but NO... They love to rub it in that you're not getting any younger. The worst part would be when your secret celebration is being leaked out by unknown sources and you get a whimper from a person who discovers he or she wasn't told about it. Or: you decide to treat a couple of your close friends, only to find out they dragged somebody else who doesn't even get your name right to the occassion- therefore your "people to treat" list increases by 10 and your wallet seem to shriek in complaint. People, to avoid this kind of circumstance, take them to a fishball stand instead.

Let's face it, most of us doesn't want to make a fuss over a once-in-a-year aging event. You'd like to lie low in this kind of day, without violating your spending standards and harrassing your credits. However, birthdays become even sweeter when things happen the least you expect it- a person you haven't been in good terms for years drops you a greeting, or a friend miles away gives you a call just to make sure you hear her snort because you're a year older. But hey, nothing beats this shock-guaranteed unexpected thing: nobody greets you a happy birthday so you get the notion they forgot. You wallow in despair for the following minutes because no one remembered; and get agonizingly corny, thinking you're not special. So at the end of the day, you go home dejected. You fight back the urge to sob like a baby as you turn the knob, only to see nobody's home. "How can they forget?", you mentally say and the lump in your throat seems to be too hard to handle. You switch the light on, and there they are...

"Happy birthday!", everybody exclaims. Friends stand up upon seeing you, some would remain bent low behind the sofa. Your siblings are wearing ridiculous Spongebob party hats, even your parents have one on their heads. And then the love of your life walks toward you, holding a chocolate cake with a lighted candle. You can feel a tear roll down on your not-so young face.

Surprise, surpise.