I just found out my highschool batchmate, Kris Hipolito, a big, cheerful, loud, gay guy killed himself this morning. They say he died from overdose of morphine.
I really wasn’t close to him. I don’t think we can consider ourselves as friends. I remembered only talking to him once and i asking him if he wore eyeliner everyday and i actually could not remember his answer. Everytime i would see him in school, he had always been cheerful, really loud and he had a fan with him everywhere he went. The news of him killing himself shocked everyone. Well, i just found out that it was already his third attempt to kill himself, well this time he succeeded. He always wanted to look emo, well, maybe he was really emo… They said he killed himself because of depression.
It just saddens me that there are really people who cannot see through one problem and see that after that problem, there will always be something better. I mean, it’s such a waste… He’s such a waste. His life could’ve been something good. He could’ve experienced better, joyful, happy things. Maybe he could’ve been a hero, now we’ll never know.
It also makes me mad how selfish some people are who only think about themselves. Selfish because they don’t think about the people they’ll leave behind. How much suffering and pain they will go through… His parents, his friends… All the people who care about him.
Oh well.. What’s done is done. I don’t know why i’m so affected… I’m actually feeling sad and confused. I hope he’s happy where ever he is right now. I’m just going to pray for his soul and his family.
Me and my sister went to my cousin’s house last night. We went there to get my niece’s pictures (because my cousin was the official photographer) and for him to teach me things about photography. My cousin owns a nikon d80 and i own a canon eos 40d. So it’s once again canon vs. nikon. Oh well.. I think canon lost according to my tastes. huhuhu
Nikon cameras are very user-friendly, it was my pseudo first time using a nikon (the real first time i used a nikon was not really that accountable, because i still had no idea whatsoever about the camera and it’s settings) and it felt really right in my hands. The body is lighter and it’s kit lens is has better range than the kit lens of my camera (nikon :18-135mm, canon : 18-55mm, but the canon lens has IS though). I was only able to use it for about 10 mins. It was only a short time.. but i don’t know.. it really felt better on my hands..
I need a break… (*taking-a-break* —> *took-a-break* —> break’s over.)
Err.. I’m trying to convince myself that both cameras are almost the same. That it’s the indian and not the pana. Hmmm.. Somehow, i’m starting to feel better. haha.. (It took me a longer time of convincing than writing this post). Oh well, a friend told me that i should be thankful that i even have a camera to shoot with. I guess he’s right.
I’m already in davao! yeay! it’s almost a week since i’ve arrived. Well, i’ve only been out once in almost 6 days. Amazing. Usually, when i’m here, i usually go out the night that i arrive. Now, well… I only went out once.
I went out because i had to… Not because i really wanted to. Well, our organization (UPLB Tubaw) had our summer activity. We went to the Bantay Bata shelter and gave them a small party. It was really a lot of fun. The kids at bantay bata were very friendly and accomodating. They made us feel at home and very welcome. The program started with me giving an informal opening remark, well, i just said some things about the organization and why we were there. Then we proceeded with the games. Which was a whole lot of fun and quite a riot. Hahaha.. We played the classic games like bring-me, paint-me-a-picture, charades, and two other games i really can’t remember. Or we played only 3 games? I think we played 5 games.. I know we played 5 games. Well, whatever. After the games, the kids at the shelter had a presentation for us (really sweet right?) then after that, we had our merienda! hehe.. Chicken, spaghetti, hotdogs, cake, and coke zero! yes, no sugar for the kids. hahaha… After the meal, we went out and gave our donation of books and toys. Then, it was already time to go home. I was the only one who brought a car and there were nine of us. Yes, imagine 9 people in a honda city. Even though we were so cramped up inside the car, we could not hide the happiness that we were feeling. The feeling of knowing that we’ve given that much joy to the kids with just a bit effort and time. Even if we just gave them temporary/momentary happiness, at least we gave them something to smile about.