Friday, July 29, 2011

Showbiz of the Ugly?

They say that politics is the showbiz of the ugly. I want to show you some pictures taken during the second State of the Nation Address of President Benigno Aquino Jr., the political version of the red carpet moments of the Oscars.


Cong. Lucy Torres, the best dressed and most beautiful. Na-miss siguro niya ang runway kaya nag congresswoman na lang.

Ito yung artista-kuno na nag-asawa ng isang congressman na bihira makita sa Batasan and yet buo ang salary, budget at pork-barrel. They are both working for the poor Filipinos.
Mrs. Jinky Pacquiao, future First Lady of the Republic of the Philippines.
Lani Mercado? Sigurado ba talaga kayo na ito yung SONA ni PNoy at hindi ang Manila Film Festival?
Sen. Loren Legarda, the ever-sophisticated one.
The Ejercitos. Dressing up elegantly.... para sa masa yan.
Ano't buhay pa ito?
No comment. Si Sen. Pia Cayetano. Mabait naman siya at talagang may ginagawa- masipag at matalino. She's my senator!
Former Akbayan representative Risa Hontiveros, one of the leading fashionistas of Philippine politics.

Ito naman ang basahin niyo.
Republic Act No. 6713            
AN ACT ESTABLISHING A CODE OF CONDUCT AND ETHICAL STANDARDS FOR PUBLIC OFFICIALS AND EMPLOYEES, TO UPHOLD THE TIME-HONORED PRINCIPLE OF PUBLIC OFFICE BEING A PUBLIC TRUST, GRANTING INCENTIVES AND REWARDS FOR EXEMPLARY SERVICE, ENUMERATING PROHIBITED ACTS AND TRANSACTIONS AND PROVIDING PENALTIES FOR VIOLATIONS THEREOF AND FOR OTHER PURPOSES

Section 4. Norms of Conduct of Public Officials and Employees. - (A) Every public official and employee shall observe the following as standards of personal conduct in the discharge and execution of official duties:

(h) Simple living. - Public officials and employees and their families shall lead modest lives appropriate to their positions and income. They shall not indulge in extravagant or ostentatious display of wealth in any form.


Hindi naman ako galit sa kanilang lahat. Ang ilan nga sa mga iyan ay mga inidolo ko. Pero bakit nga ba ganon?








(hindi akin ang mga photos na iyan. Galing yan sa http://www.spot.ph/. Hindi yan political website. Showbiz at entertainment yan. Hindi na rin kasi naiiba ang Philippine politics sa mundo na 'yan. Please visit their site.)

The Birthday Trilogy, part 3: My Birthday Wish This Year

Marami akong birthday wish.

Wish ko na sana….



Dumami pa ang mga weird, nerd at bookworms sa mundo para may makausap na katulad ko at para hindi na ako magtitiis makipagusap sa mga jejemon, posers, pseudo-conyos, mga TG at mga PG, at mga walang sense kausap.













Wish ko na sana….

Magkaroon na ako ng syota na handang bayaran ang mga bayarin ko at utang ngayon (yung itatrato talaga akong boy-toy, hahahaha). At kapag nabayaran na ang debts ko, handa na ako magpakasal!

Wish ko na sana

Maging akin ang iyong mundo.




Wish ko na sana



Makapaglathala ako ng isang libro, or at least matapos ko yung isa sa limang mga maikling kwento na sinimulan ko. Nawa maisulat ko na ang buhay ni Madam George, maipinta na ni Vincent ang pag-ibig at magkaroon ng kabuluhan ang kanyang kamatayan, paano maibubunyag ang lihim ng magkaibigang pastor at obispo, at anong klaseng nilalang ang lalaking nagpakita sa isang mahiwagang binata. Puro mga nasimulan ko ang mga kwentong iyan. Wish na sana matapos na sila.

Wish ko na sana…..



Tantanan na ng mga walang kwentang nilalang ang lovelife ng Presidente Aquino at ma-realize sana nila na hindi siya si Kris Aquino. Besides, wala talagang interesting kung magkaroon man ng lovelife si pangulo no?






Wish ko na sana

Ma-realize ni Kris Aquino na ang Pilipinas at ang buong mundo ay hindi umiikot sa star system niya.

Wish ko na sana….



Sumikat ang Azkals hindi dahil sa pagpapa-pogi ng mga half-breeds, hindi dahil sa kanilang entertainment value at looks at kung anumang quasi-naked-almost-erotic billboards sa EDSA, kundi dahil marunong talaga sila maglaro at may tunay na sports value sila.


Wish ko na sana...



Hindi mamatay si Gloria Arroyo kahit matagal na pinapangarap ito ng sambayanang Pilipino. Dahil unang-una, nais kong makita na pinagbabayaran ni Ate Glow at ng dating Unang Bastusing Ginoo Mike Arroyo. Death can postpone his appointment with her. Dapat muna maihain ang hustisya. Matapos , maaari na siyang pumanaw (please lang!).

Wish ko na sana



Matutunan kong patawarin si Gloria and company at ang faithful minions niyang mga Ampatuan. Nawa naman, kung mamamatay lang din si Glo, magsabay-sabay na sila dahil pare-pareho nilang niloko ang sambayanang Pilipino. Nakakaawa naman si Gloria kung mag-isa siya sa kailaliman ng lupa (other word: IMPIYERNO).

 Wish ko na sana….



Huwag nang makarating sa Kongreso o kahit sa Senado ang mga ganitong klaseng tao.

Wish ko na sana….

Makapagpalit na ako ng trabaho dahil nakakasawa din mala ang magpa-exploit ng todo todo sa isang multi-national company.


At higit sa lahat, ito ang wish na gusto ko talaga mangyari sa buhay ko.






Oo, yan nga. Di bale na mabuhay si Arroyo o manalo si Vargas bilang Pangulo ng Pilipinas, basta ako, ito na lang talaga ang pinapangarap ko sa buhay!

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The Birthday Trilogy, part 2: Simple Steps for a Hassle-free Birthday Party

Hindi naman talaga madali ang mag-organize ng birthday party especially if you’re expecting a lot of people to come and at the same time kung alam mo na ang mga kaibigan mo ay mga naka maximum level of food-consumption capacity.



Isama mo pa diyan ang bulimic mong wallet (laging suka nang suka ng salary mo hanggang sa mangayayat siya), ang slave-driving multi-national exploiter company na pinagtrabaho ka sa araw ng birthday mo, AT ang suweldo mong hindi mo maintindihan kung paano mo pa babanatin para makaabot sa katapusan ng buwan.

I didn’t have the time, the money, not even the vitality to throw a party.

So I decided to do something that I’ve never done before sa araw ng aking kaarawan: MATULOG MAGHAPON. Besides, I was really tired.

When I got home, my mom and my evil sister was there. My Evil Sister (she’s not really evil. It’s just that at one moment she’s hysterical, then a minute later she’s that subliminal cheerful glowing airhead) greeted me “Happy Birthday! Tutte le mani su!”. Kala niya siguro nasa trabaho pa siya. High na naman siguro ang kapatid ko. Blabbering words again.

Nagpasalamat na lang ako and then I went straight to my room.

Akala siguro ng nanay ko, suicidal ako noong mga oras na iyon kaya noong hapon na iyon she made several phone calls.

Pagkamulat ng mga mata ko, may mga narinig akong ingay sa labas. Paglabas ko may instant party nako! Nandun yung mga close friends ng family namin, ang ugakers kong pinsan (for those who don’t know ugaker, saka ko na lang ipapaliwanag. It’s complicated), my beloved aunts and uncles, at ang mga pamangkin at inaanak ko.

Tingnan mo nga naman. Wala ka nang ginastos, may handa ka pa! Since it was impromptu, puro mga improvisations lahat but it turned out perfect!

I’m not fond of big birthday parties where you throw yourself into that myriad of nameless crowd while you never even recognize or give appropriate attention to your real friends, parents, and relatives.

Masayang masaya ako. Hindi lang halata dahil busy na ako noong oras na iyon sa paglamon sa cake na nasa harap ko. 

Sabi ko lang sa sarili ko, “It’s a pity wala ang mga kaibigan ko dito.”

A few days after that, sa sobrang slow ko maka-gets ng ilang bagay-bagay, hindi ko narealize na may hinanda pala silang surprise party!



Birthday bash na nila iyon sa akin at the same time, since this is the last year that I’ll be serving as their youth leader sa aming church youth group (again, people think that I’m a bad-mouthing perpetrator of devilry but that’s a VERY SMALL part of my personality, and I’m no son of the devil! I’m that heavenly average Joe and a real big brother to others).

Ang hindi lang malinaw sa akin ay kung sila ba ay nag party dahil sa akin o natutuwa lang sila makita akong mag-exit as their youth group leader. Whatever the case is, pinaghirapan nila iyon.

Seeing all their hardwork, they made me really proud. Hindi lang nila alam, whenever I go to other places I always tell (brag about) other people kung gaano ka-talentado at kabait (kahit minsan muntik na akong atakihin sa puso) ang mga kabataan namin. And especially my dearest friends, ang mga seniors sa group namin. Tumanda na kami halos nang sabay-sabay and we’ve been through quite a lot of good times and troubles. We’ve learned many things together.

And it’s really a very blissful moment to have your beloved friends around you, throwing a party for you, reminding you of the good-times, dedicating you your favourite Eraserheads songs, encouraging you and giving you a memorable gift, and finally MAY NATANGGAP NA RIN AKONG REGALO!

Ang spiritual parents ko ay nandoon. I’m proud of them and I’m very blessed that they consider me their spiritual son. Kahit minsan matigas ang ulo ko hindi nila ako itinakwil. My parents were there too. Ang tatay ko nagbigay ng very touching speech. Simple lang but it shows how he loves me. Nanay ko, as usual, kahit adult na ang anak may kasama pa rin na sermon. Ewan ko nga ba sa mga ina, kapag sinabihan mong magsalita, nag-wang-wang na lang ng sermon.

So you want a hassle-free birthday party?

First, love your friends. Love them even if you’ve seen them at their worst. Love covers over a multitude of sins. To love unconditionally is never easy but it’s worth it. Nothing is lost when you invest your time, resources and love in the lives of true friends.

Second, be generous and sow seeds of goodness because in time you will reap them. Ang surprise party na ito ay isa lamang sa mga na-reap ko.

Third, have faith that God is good. I know na bihira ko lang banggitin ang Diyos sa mga posts ko. Sometimes you would think, “Ano pa nga ba ang dapat i-celebrate?”. But this year He made me realize the importance of celebrating birthdays and sharing that dayyou’re your life with others who truly love you.

Now that I’m 26, life’s become quite difficult. But I’ll try to have fun with my friends and continue to pursue my greatest goal in life- WORLD DOMINATION.



P.S.

Promise ko sa mga kaibigan ko, next year, ako na talaga ang gagastos sa party. hahahah!

Friday, July 22, 2011

The Birthday Trilogy, part 1: Your Birthday- of the People, for the People, by the People




Why is it that your birthday should be everybody’s concern? I mean, it is YOUR birthday. It has become not entirely your day but it is the day of the people, for the people, by the people. The concept of birthday has evolved a lot better than the concept of democracy. The former is already an accepted and respected absolute truth, the latter is still a debatable issue.

Upon entering the 21st century, birthday celebrations are taken to the extremes of the refinement of domestic consumption, in simple words, extreme waste culture. For centuries, five pillars of truth (or should I say, sanctioned holy fallacies) were established to reinforce an almost irreversible populist concept of birthdays.

  1. It is your irrevocable duty to throw a party.

I’m not the typical party animal and I’m not also a total party-pooper. I like throwing parties too for my birthday or organize a party for my friends. But what if you don’t feel like throwing a party at all, just like how I felt for my birthday this year?

People will start urging you with utter vehemence to host a party. Because it’s no birthday when there’s no party. And if you say you’re not going to have a party, they’ll start cursing you from the simple F word to the most ancient hexes formulated by witch-doctors and evil witches.

Again, it’s not THEIR day. It’s YOUR day. If you feel like sleeping the whole day and that is your ideal celebration of your birthday then go ahead. There are a thousand and one ways of celebrating it.

It is said that the early tradition of having a birthday party was done in Europe. It was said that a birthday celebrant is very vulnerable to the attacks of evil spirits. The only way to ward off all evils was for friends and family to visit him, bring him food and express good wishes. I guess in the modern times, you ward off evil spirits just to replace them with obnoxious humans.

  1. It is imperative to feed freeloaders.

I don’t mind paying the bill for my friends for a night in the city, as long as they’re not as many as a baranggay (a whole village!). But most of the time they gang up on you and sing in one harmonious chorus, “Blowout! Blowout! Blowout!”

All of a sudden, in the eyes of your friends, and friends of friends, Facebook friends, Twitter followers, and acquaintances and all the epaloids around you, you become a walking ATM-machine, a one-man finance agency ready to pay for their dinner and their drinks on that particular day.

And when you say “Sorry guys, I’ve got no money.”, they’ll give you that look as if to say, “You’re such a failure.”

At that moment you felt that it was your turn to speak forth abominable curses to them, but of course, you don’t want to ruin YOUR day, do you?

These freeloaders must realize that you are not rich. Because if you were, you wouldn’t be hanging around with them. The mere fact that you’re still around them means, you haven’t won the lottery yet. They better stop being such pricks and stop freeloading.

  1. There are three most important birthdays- 18th, 21st, and 50th

There are three most important birthdays and those are worth exhausting all your money for- the 18th birthday debut for girls (for guys it’s the coming-of-age birthday), the 21st which is the celebration of the fullness of a guy’s manhood (though mentally remaining as little boy), and the golden celebration which is the 50th birthday.

Why are they so important? I have no explanation for that. I think it’s really not that relevant. They can simply be like any other birthdays. Other birthdays can be much more fun and even more relevant. For example, on my 25th birthday my friends organized a surprise party for me. There wasn’t much food but it was much more eventful than my 21st (I hated it, even though they really tried hard to organize a party for me). My 18th was memorable because it coincided with the period of my spiritual conversion (and yes, though it is not obvious but I have changed, more or less).

Not to mention the people who go crazy saving up huge sums of money just to burn them all in one day. I have nothing against people who spend millions of pesos and thousands of euros for such birthdays, especially if they can afford it. But why not use it for something like funds to jumpstart a small business, or travel, or save it up for future investments? Why does everyone feels that they are entitled to feel like one of the Zobels or the Ayalas in one evening? At the strike of , they instantly turn into Cinderella in rags the following day?

I admit that I’m envious of their big fat wallets, but I’m definitely not envious of their twisted mental processes.

  1. They’re not obliged to give you gifts, unless you’re celebrating one of the three most important birthdays in your life.

It’s unfair. It’s your birthday. You’re supposed to feed them but they have no obligation or whatsoever to buy gifts for you? Is that even reasonable? And you only get gifts on your 18th, 21st, and 50th birthdays! Hello?!


  1. It is exclusively a public affair.

Everybody’s supposed to be invited- your friends, the friends of your friends, the friends of the friends of your friends, the passers-by invited by the friends of the friends of the friends of your friends, your neighbour who only greets you and speaks to you only in that particular day, the security guard of the subdivision, the local hobos and tambays of the nearby sari-sari store, Aling Nena of the sari-sari store together with her hallowed list of your debts, your beer-kada, strange bed-fellows, long lost family members and relatives, the queridas of your father, your presumed stepbrothers and stepsisters, and Santa Claus. All of them feel they are entitled to be invited and be present at the party.

And yes, it’s not a birthday party anymore. It’s more than a circus. It has become a freak show.

Happy Birthday!

Friday, July 08, 2011

Significant Figures ep. 04- Tambay sa Banyo at Trono

30 mins. to 1 hour- Shower sa umaga. Hindi naman mahaba ang buhok ko at hindi naman ako magnet ng libag pero feeling ko kapag naligo ako ng sobrang bilis hindi ako makakahinga.



30 mins.- the time I spent one time on the toilet. Sobrang antok ko nang umagang yon nakatulog nako sa trono.

30 mins.- oras na itinambay ko na nakaupo sa trono habang nagbabasa ng Angels and Demons ni Dan Brown. But apart from that, madalas din ako magbasa habang nakaupo sa trono for half an hour.



20 mins.- oras na itinambay ko na nakaupo sa trono habang nag-tweet, nag text at nagupdate ng status sa Facebook using my mobile.

20 mins.- Time allotted for my precious teeth. Gums are now bleeding like hell.



10 mins.- inoobserbahan ang mga blemish sa mukha at ang sarili sa salamin, then darating sa conclusion na kailangan ko nang magpaaraw ng konti at magbawas ng timbang. The momen na makalabas nako ng banyo nakalimutan ko na ang pinagisipan ko noong mga 10 minutes na ‘yon.

3-4 mins.- average time ng paglalabas ng sama ng loob.

1 minute- maximum time ng pag-ihi.

Timeless- ang nakababad sa mainit na bathtub habang nakikinig ng jazz music.

sorry ka na lang at hindi picture ko ang nandito, hehehehe!


Aysus, kapag wala na talagang mapiga sa utak, ganito na ang mga lumalabas.