It really feels dumb when I can’t think of a topic to write about. I feel naked. I feel defenseless. I feel stupid. I don’t know if it’s just me or it really is, but having no topic to write about is quite stupid to think about in the first place, given the plethora of topics that this world has. The world is a universe of topics. I could write about about sex - and of course be criticized by hypoc— *ahemmmm* moralists, I mean. A topic for writing is as important as bullets in a battlefield and the lack of it means death - either the loss of life or an incomprehensible, pointless writing as a final output.

Since we’re talking about topics, let me tell you that I have been sitting on the computer chair for the last two hours just thinking for any topic that is available except for my personal life and experiences. That’s the last thing that I wanted to write about. It’s the last thing that I want to do - go berserk and spew emotional crap all over my blog. That would be my worst exercise of futility in the Internet. Not that you give a freaking fuck but I just want to share it since this is my personal site.

And let me tell you, there is a big difference between blogging per se and telling your detailed personal sufferings and failures in the Internet. A whole damn lot. Seriously.

I’ve been looking for inspirations to start writing new things in this boxed space since 9 pm and it’s not until like around 11 pm that I got my first hope of putting up an acceptable material to show to the whole world. Finally, I got my first visualization of what to write through the mIRC, through this chatter named odd_cathy. No ASL shit. She kept asking questions about the things that I write and how I go about in writing and I just promptly answered her. I gave her the link to my blog and I asked her to gauge the way my writings go. To quote the our chat space, “just gauge if I am a stupid writer”. She checked it and to my suprise, she actually found my contents to be good and my writing style also to be good.

Well, thank you. That’s all that is need to be said. I gave myself a little smile in front of this computer chair. Not really because she proclaimed that I am good in this and that, but the point is odd_cathy understood my message - well, except for the politics part. It’s a nice compliment for me but as I quote our chat box, I still have long ways to go. I need to get out of the no-topic hole everytime I try to write in here because I must realize that I have lots of things going on around me for me not to be able to come up with a topic. And I still need to brush up on organizing my thoughts.

The next thing that I’m considering: ditching my Multiply account for a simple and more user-friendly Flickr.

Now back to reality - national situationer time. Wow, I really have a lot to talk about today. The hyped-up feelings are setting in my body as I have already gained the momentum to blabber. But as one paragraph above states, organize, organize, organize. Okay. Last Wednesday, the DLSU SC staged a noise barrage in front of La Salle. It was from South Gate to the North Gate and the people were rowdy and noisy. To their credit, they really got the motorists and bystanders’ full attention. Horns were blowing at full force on both sides of Taft Avenue - well, because St. Scholastica’s College and College of St. Benilde were both on the other side, urging the northbound motorists to blow their horns. La Salle was with the southbound motorists. If you want pictures, just look up at my Flickr Photostream RSS.

The noise barrage lasted for one hour and it was all noise in Taft Avenue. It was music to the ears of the student-activists who were urging every motorist that comes close to their respective campuses to blow their horns to their heart’s content. They were rejoicing whenever some motorist blows the horn long and loudly, especially when truck and bus drivers blow their horns.

It was a successful event but I just have one qualm about noise barrages. What’s the sense of noise barrages when you can’t disturb the people whom you are targeting? Maybe I’m just too concrete here while most of them are on the abstract, symbolist page. But look at the whole perspective. Malacañang won’t even break a sweat even to any infinitesimal value with noise barrages. But, but, but… Okay, I understand. It’s a way of telling the government that we are pissed and we need their asses to work with accordance to the amount of taxes that we paid them as their salary.

Maybe that’s a better explanation to why noise barrages like these are done. It’s to express disgust to the government. These taxpayers have a point anyway, these millions of religious taxpayers deserve to know the truth to the real status of their government and they don’t deserve the current crap that they are getting from these officials in power.

Now if someone can just do a noise barrage for this group of disgusting people. Now seriously.