Here's an interesting video about Filipino comedian Juana Change's take on the Reproductive Health Bill...
I still don't have a stand on the RH Bill because I wanted to read the text of the bill, and also read the Senate version of Sen. Miriam Defensor-Santiago, though I'm quite lenient to become a pro-RH Bill....
Anyway here's a video that you would really enjoy despite it's political content. The original title of the post was Funny Side of the Pro-RH Bill.... But because it sounds too political and no horn dogs would click on this I changed it. Alam mo na, pang agaw pansin hehehe.... sige, ito na yung video!
Friday, May 27, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
24- hours of work per week. It’s a PART-TIME job that practically takes up
ALL my time for some mysterious reasons.
3 years- total of years I will serve for this multinational company.
1 ½- years left before my contract gets terminated. My bosses can’t wait.
851 euros- the amount I got for the many extra hours I did last month.
4 digits- the figures of my salary FOR
ONE YEAR. A little less than enough.
6 digits- probably the figures which the owner of company earns every month. Less than enough for him, apparently. He needs more. Poor guy.
A piece of my soul- the price needed to be paid each time I forward a request for a day-off.
Pound of flesh- our managers usually give for this line of work, and we’re not even involved in prostitution.
50 euros- prize given to workers who have suffered psychological violence and ulcer attacks just to appease the persistent need for good quality and convenient (cheap, or better yet, exploitable low-paying labour conditions) service to anonymous shoppers.
500 euros- bill presented by a psychiatrist to relax the nerves of an employee who have suffered psychological violence and ulcer attacks just to appease the persistent need for good quality and convenient (cheap, or better yet, exploitable low-paying labour conditions) service to anonymous shoppers.
Hindi na dapat ako makakapag post pa dahil end of the world na daw last May 21. Ewan ko ba kung ano ang trip nitong si Harold Camping.
Ayon naman sa omniscient writer ng Holy Scriptures na si Jesus Christ, ‘wag daw magpapaniwala sa mga epal na magsasabi ng mga specific dates ng kanyang mala-parteh partehng pagbabalik.
36 “But about that day or hour no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son,[f] but only the Father. 37 As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. 38 For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; 39 and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of42 “Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. 43 But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into. 44 So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him. – Matthew 24:36-44 (NIV)
40 Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. 41 Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left. Man.
Kita mo! Kahit si Hesus ayaw sa mga epal! The world is going to come to an end pero yung ayon pa rin sa sinabi ng Bible. But not in this way pareng Harold Camping. Ang labo mo pre! Mas matindi ang trip mo kesa sa trip ko!
Pero paano nga halimbawa kung sinabi sa iyo ang specific date ng end of the world?
I found the list I wrote many years (and kilos) ago. Kasama sa listahan na ito ang mga hangarin ko na saksakin ng walang pakundangan ang mga kinaiinisan ko at ang mga taong nang-insulto sa akin, sunugin ang mga pinasukan kong paaralan, at wild random sex.
Kapag nababanggit ang end of the world siguradong marami ang magsasabi ng three obvious answers: kill enemies, indulge myself with the most delicious dishes, and wild sex and orgies. And yes, these are the top three things that came to my mind back then.
Looking back, I was full of anger… at oversexed! You know, youth and hormones. Hehehe!
Pero na-realize ko din na if this is my last day on earth why not do something meaningful? Yung may sense ika nga. Hindi pa kasi end of the world puro kabalastugan na ang trip ng mga tao. When the world is going berserk I think I’d do the most “Christian” thing to do para ma-iba naman…
So, nasabi na sa akin na end of the world at ito ang gagawin ko from morning hanggang sa katapusan.
#1. Wake up early, bring my guitar with me and play a tribute song to Eraserheads. Oo, isang awitin para kay Ely, Raymund, Buddy at Marcus. Siyempre ang aking all-time favourite “Ang Huling El Bimbo” ang tutugtugin ko dun sa ibabaw ng tulay malapit sa bahay namin. Ely Buendia, pare, kahit sa huling sandali, I love you pa rin! LOL!
Song no. 1- Huling El Bimbo
#2. Prepare breakfast for my parents. Kahit papaano mapagsilbihan ko ang mga magulang ko kahit sa huling sandali. Yakapin sila for the last time and thank them for everything. Hihingi ako ng patawad sa lahat ng pagkukulang ko at kasalanan. I should say these things to them kasi kahit kailan hindi sila nagkulang o nagkamali sa akin. I would call my pastors too dahil sila ang naging second parents ko and thank them for all the prayers and support they gave me.
Song no. 2- Toyang- parang bagay sa kanila yung song eh….
#3. Yakapin ko ang mga lola ko na buhay pa hanggang ngayon. Sila na naging mga number 1 fans naming magkapatid. Yes, spoiled na spoiled ako sa mga yan. Ewan ko nga ba kung bakit fans naming magkapatid sila pero mahal na mahal namin sila.
Song no. 3-
Yiruma- Kiss the Rain
#4. Call my sister a chienne for the very last time! Hahaha! Madalas ako magka-highblood dahil sa kapatid ko. Hindi ko rin kasi minsan matiis ang mukha niya eh. Pero kahit ganon eh kapatid ko pa rin siya. Siguro magkakape kami for the last time. Sorry sis, I hate your guts sometimes pero kapatid pa rin kita and you’re still the best. Sa End of the World, aaminin ko na…. HINDI KO KASALANAN KUNG NAWALA ANG CELLPHONE MO NOONG
. MAY 23, 2011
Song no. 4- Gusto ko
yung isang particular na kanta ni Meredith Brooks pero ito na lang siguro ang puede… Stupid Girl by Pink sana
#5. Hopefully gumagana pa ang mga phone lines or functional pa ang mga highways para ma-contact at mapuntahan ko pa ang mga bestfriends ko. One lives in
and the other sa Milan . Ang lalayo nila. Pero kahit malayo sila eh naging malapit sila sa akin. Magpapaalam ako at magrerecite na rin ng last speech ko sa kanila. Wala kami masyadong common ground except for the fact na pareho kaming believers at malalakas ang tama at trip sa utak. Rome
Song no. 5- Minsan by Eraserheads
#6. Pupuntahan ko ang ilan sa mga kaibigan ko at magpapaalam ako sa kanila ng maayos. Siguro sa pagkakataon na ito ipapakita ko ang pure humanity ko, yung walang eccentricity o kahit anong ka-baliwan ko, tapos yayayain ko sila maglaro ng Kinect Xbox. Of course, hanggang sa huli, sama-sama kami sa mga trip na yan!
Song no. 6- With a Smile
Immediately after that, sundan agad neto…
Song no. 7- Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana hahahaha!
#7. I will give my last words (speech nga ulit) sa aking mga kids ng youth group ng church namin. Alam kong hindi maniniwala ang iba na isa akong youth leader, isang youth worker ng local church namin dahil sa mga pinagsusulat ko. Pero totoo ito! I would tell them na kahit madalas ako ma-highblood sa kanila, genuine ang pagmamahal at concern ko sa kanila. They are like my adopted children na gusto ko laging i-disown every now and then kapag matitigas ang ulo nila. Pero dahil mahal ko sila, tatawagan ko sila at pupuntahan to tell them to hold on to their faith until the end.
Song no. 8- Chariots of Fire, background music ko while delivering my speech...
#8. Aaminin na ang mga dapat aminin. By this time, sasabihin ko na ang mga itinatago ko, ang mga sama ng loob at mga bagay na dapat sinabi ko na rin sa mga kaibigan, kamag-anak at mga magulang. Higit sa lahat aaminin ko rin sa’yo ang aking pagmamahal. Yes, I’m truly madly deeply in love with you. Mahirap isipin at ipaliwanag kung bakit. Hindi pa naman din ikaw ang type ko.
Song no. 9- Come What May
#9. Tawagin ang lahat ng mga kinaasaran at halip na pagpapatayin sila eh aaminin ko sa kanila ang sama ng loob ko at... kahit napakahirap…. HUMINGI NG TAWAD AT MAGPATAWAD. Sarap
gumanti no? Pero sa mga huling sandali I want to make things right. Kahit papaano hindi nako sasablay dito. sana
Song no. 10- Greyhoundz- Koro, rock on!
#10. (pure fiction) Dahil sa inamin ko sa secret love ko ang aking pag-ibig, I assume na we would make love. Not sex, but we would make love, for the FIRST and last time. Hahaha!
Song no. 11- Roberta Flack- First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
#10 (ito yung maaaring mangyari talaga) In case na hindi siya sumama sa akin (and yes sigurado yun dahil hindi available), I might as well indulge myself with cakes, ice cream and other delicious food.
Song no. 12- Pink- So What
#11. I would go to Fiesole, sa pinakamataas na point ng town. Say my last prayers and meditate on the passage in the Bible na sinaulo ko magmula ng bata pa ako. Psalm 23.
Song no. 13- It’s the End of the World As We Know It- REM
At kapag dumating na si Big JC ito ang sasabihin ko sa kanya…
“Welcome back sir. Can I take your order?”
Thursday, May 05, 2011
This novel is like a collection of short stories. They are a bunch of stories that make up a novel. I’m not making any sense with the first two sentences. But I understand that this is really a mesmerizing novel (or collection of short stories). Whatever.
And I guess that’s the concept of this novel. Jessica Hagedorn painted with words a human and social landscape of the capital of the Philippines, highlighting the morals and evils of conflicting worlds and parallel lives of the people in this country where the movies the are the promised real life and politics provide entertainment, corruption and abuse of power are remote and virtual realities, where squeaky clean appearances are a virtue and lewd behavior is tolerable quasi normal.
Again, I’m not making any sense but I do have a full understanding of what I’m saying!
, a ruckus and wild metropolitan. The author portrayed Manila and the Philippine culture in its entirety during the 70’s through the eyes of different persons- drug dependent actress, social climber Pucha Gonzaga, a pimp, a male prostitute, a rebel, a gullible daughter of the richest couple of the country, a delusional First Lady, talent-less aspiring actor Romeo Rosales, and Rio Gonzaga, the feisty and precocious school girl who is the main protagonist in this wild story would live in America. Manila
It’s interesting to see my country from the perspective of those who look at it from the top, of those who are unconsciously destroying it as they are driven by their lust for power and oblivious dreams of grandeur, of those who are plainly pathetic and stupid, of those who live in Tondo and the slums, of those who live in Forbes Park, and of those who really care about the nation.
The novel will entertain you, make you laugh, at times make you angry, and at times it will make you sad. Probably because all in all, it is a tragic story, our history. It has always been, it is, and hopefully, it will never be again.
|The author Jessica Hagedorn|
What’s disturbing about it is that the plot of the story was set in the 70’s, but Jessica Hagedorn seemed as if she was writing our present time because it seems like nothing has changed! Same old system, same old mentality, same old harlots, and same old culture. It’s scarily amazing. When I was reading it, I felt like reading a modern version of Noli Me Tangere and El Fili, except that we are not oppressed by the Spanish colonizers but by our own fellow Filipinos.
Dogeaters will entertain you and shout at you to wake up, to open your eyes and see the realities and push you to do something, and to move your heart and inspire you that love for country is needed for its redemption.
Hagedorn is one of
’s literary genius. America
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Many- the number of times I’ve been dumped because I’m a torpe and a terrible lover.
|scene from the movie Dangerous Liaisons.... i think... hahaha!|
3 and a half- official ex’s, the half was a relationship partially official for some reason. I was young then, and plain stupid.
2- one-night stands, I don’t have many because
STD’s scare me to death.
6- eager matrons who are supporting me
4- Sugar daddies that have sponsored my education
20- flirtatious flings
15- part-time lovers
46- the lies I’ve told about my above-mentioned relationships and secret liaisons.
0%- the chances that I would tell which of the above-mentioned “facts” are lies and truths.
100%- the probability that I’d tell the truth under torture. Well, I think even before the torture begins.
1000 euros- the amount that would partially convince me to tell the plain truth.
One or two- the number of suckers who would ask me about this.
0- current number of partner.... AGONIZINGLY DEPRESSING!
1035- Tweets I have posted as of may 4, 2011, time- 19:02
1000th tweet-It's not my fault if you can’t understand me because you're a mentally-challenged spawn of unmarried antecedents.
|image from mambosmedia.com|
400+- number of “friends” in my first Facebook account
78- number of “friends” in my second Facebook account after eliminating individuals of nuisance.
10- number of charitable friends who follow this blog
5- hours I normally spend in the internet
2- the main suspects responsible for the closing of my first blog The Caffeine Freak.
2- the number of bullets I have prepared for the 2 suspects- one bullet each. Just kidding!
1- one very special site- www.iamtripster.blogspot.com