Who-Is-A-She

2009-07-08T01:07:00.000-07:00

MY PERSONAL EXCUSE

I thought that I am over with the idea of writing...

My daily encounter, drama and rants. I missed writing all these things. I really thought it was over. Most especially since I am encapsulated with the beauty and excitement of a newly employed, I initially set the blocks in publishing my daily journal entries. Although I really don't keep one and I never did but I'm guilty of previous attempts. I should admit that I was just so engrossed with blogging last year because it was part of the trend (or am I just so late with the calling?). I definitely neglect the value of online journal storing to the extent of questioning the passion and determination of people who are able to maintain their blog sites. And of all the reasons, blogging as part of the system counts most...

Now, I'm back in the industry I hope I could find and trigger that driving force to compel me to publish my daily travails in life...

Pissed Off

2009-07-06T02:43:00.000-07:00

Pissed Off

I deliberately got up even if I am nauseous and sick. Got no choice I said to myself. I was in dilemma of taking a bath or not considering that my headache is killing me it's as if I got wasted last night and the hang-over is taking every inch of its revenge. A daily routine of fifteen minutes inside the bathroom for my practice of preserving my health has fulfilled after I reminded myself that again the choice is not mine to make. I should attend the seminar workshop, period and no alibis allowed.

I could not contact my big brother and it's freaking me out and bad news my tita is busy. The options are trimmed to one. No one will fetch me and it only means one thing that is to commute.

Pretension is the name of the game. A false conditioning that in some way maintains the balance of my physique. I want to start my day with a smile even how "plastic" it may seem at least the intention is not there. Another thought suddenly appeared reminding me that the peculiarity of my disposition is not a question anymore. Oh yes! What's new? I have always been like this.

As Frank Sinatra's My Way tells us that the end is near, I honestly felt the same way when I reached my destination-school which by the way is situated at the hill top. So just imagine the struggle of getting a public vehicle to bring you to the place and the other struggle of paying the taxi-like fare rate of tricycles in the city. But it did not end there, I thought that the challenges I faced earlier will be well compensated. It turned out to be another bad news. The session is canceled because the speaker is stranded in Davao. Great! I exclaimed.

2008-09-23T06:06:00.000-07:00

2008-09-21T06:12:00.000-07:00

I WONDER

I wonder how you maintain the innocent face amidst the polluted minds of the people.
I wonder how you focus your deeds to all the possible goodness of the world.
I wonder how good-natured your character is yet at times I feel it's hypocrisy.
I wonder how you're angelic and heroic actions compensate everything.

I wonder why you can sustain such personality when everyone else turns blue.
I wonder why you're good, sweet, caring and a hero to the needy.
I wonder why I don't possess the values you inherently own.
I wonder why I can't be like you.

Tell me the price and I'll pay you.

2008-09-17T08:51:00.000-07:00

Tell me the price and I'll pay you.

Concealed name...

Tell me the price and I'll pay you.

Blank stare...

Tell me the price and I'll pay you.

Silent remark...

Tell me the price and I'll pay you.

Hidden agenda...

Tell me the price and I'll pay you.

Is it for sale?

Tell me the price and I'll pay you.

Take a bow

2008-09-09T06:27:00.000-07:00

TAKE A BOW

And the award for the best lie goes to you!
For making me believe
That you could be faithful to me.
Let's hear your speech.

I don't know for what reason, but I have been listening to this song for a week now.
I guess it's a matter of loving the idea of infidelity and the art of acting.
When at the same time your efforts of hiding everything suddenly flaunt at the open.

2008-09-06T06:31:00.000-07:00

MASKS of EXPRESSION

Random commentaries:

The facade of elegance and sophistication!
A masquerade of love and rage.
Combination of intelligence and talent.
The guise of elite orientation.

These are Janini's masks...
xoxo

2008-09-04T07:39:00.000-07:00

Catch-22 of a 4th year student

In a span of six months I am about to receive the ticket to my success. I will be a fully pledged teacher. Alas! I say, after four years of suffering and a total of 15 years in school inclusive of my pre-school. The good thing about elementary and high school is that you are not pressured to choose the path to take cause everything (ie. subjects) are generic. In college it doesn't defend on sheer fate. Honestly, I engaged in this course because of the assumption of an easy way to grab a diploma. Moreover, the University where I am in, adds the incentive of not only quality education but free education as well. On contrary, there were several moments in my life where I imagine myself teaching in front of many students. However, I still don't have the effrontery to truly engage in this vocation.

I say it's tedious and at times, compensated with the idea of nobleness. Which explains why I'm in the verge of confusion regarding the true essence of becoming a teacher. The frequent questions I ask myself:

After graduation;

Will I apply for a teaching post or work in a company for practical reasons?
Will I pass the licensure exam or decide of not taking it at all?

The kind of teacher I will be;

Will I be a teacher with the potential to inculcate the minds of my students with correct concepts? (Cognitive)
Will I be a teacher who is experienced-based and will lead my students to realize the concept of World Peace? (Affective)
Will I be a teacher who will mobilize my students to become pro-active and work for the betterment of the society? (Psychomotor)
Will I be a teacher who will espouse all the actions mentioned above? (Holistic)

This is a vicious cycle which circumnavigates my pathetic mind. I say, whatever I'll become is the direct result of my choice and values.

xoxo

"An ideal teacher is a teacher who faithfully practice the vocation and doesn't limit the service to the confines of the four-wall corners of the classroom rather extending the inherent and genuine passion to serve and teach the people who need him the most."

I quoted it from myself. If you ask me why? It's just that I can't believe that I uttered that statement.

2008-08-29T06:10:00.000-07:00

The New Routine

I like the feeling of staying out late at night. A routine which I have accustomed to do for months now. Two, three or four times a week... I really can't tell the frequency. I guess it's relative to the mood for the day and to the invitation of my constant "night friends". The places aren't the same places where I usually go for coffee break (ie. Mr. Bean, Coffee Mix and the like). This time it's something different. From the oriental restaurant where we eat our dinner we move to the prominent bakery for a take out of cheese bread. Next stop is the seashore park-Boulevard. We spend 3 hours of our lives watching the waves of the sea and the infamous motorace while eating the take out food. It explains why I wrote something about the place. Honestly, I don't really feel the exceptional ambiance of the area. But I'm happy with the thought that I not resting my butt at home. Truly, I am an outgoing person or so I say. But my night life would not end there. After feeling dormant I usually drag my friends and hop to our favorite 24-hour net cafe. This is where we finish the daybreak session. We go online for two hours and evaporate afterwards. Usually we arrived to our dwelling places at 4AM. And we'll wait for our eyes to voluntarily open.

2008-08-26T06:42:00.000-07:00

Dilemma is not the issue

THOUGHTS:
A simple lunch date flickered the extraordinary feeling I have towards you.
An honest remark motivated me to open my long lost heart.
A humble recognition of my gender is like an open book in the library.
An undying concern encapsulates me in the sphere of caress.

REALIZATIONS:
The thoughts which are never part of your mentality are the same thoughts which linger in my mind every night. A question finally engraved in my brain; is this true or another false hope? For a moment I realized that whichever answer my fate will give me, is the exact answer I have defended as my choice. But who is to blame? Is it the believer of the concept of love or the ordinary world-lover?

2008-08-22T06:11:00.000-07:00

When It Was Me

This song reminds me of my human nature. I am such a LOSER!

xoxo

2008-08-21T09:43:00.001-07:00

Is This Genuine?

I have collected five assessment forms from my colleagues. Four from Runway and one from gossip girl. This is a piece of paper where you write the lies and pseudo-accomplishments of the interested participants who entrusted their assessment to your hands. But if you think its purpose is for promotion, your wrong. It's all about this big company sponsoring a congress on proper grooming and social graces. Well, I had my fair share last year but it did not come out fine. Not even to the slightest touch of my advantage. I actually don't mind cause anyway I can learn these stuff all by myself.

Nevertheless, I am happy and pleased cause people believe that I am credible to become their assessor in this annual gathering.

xoxo this is done in a haste.

2008-08-20T05:39:00.000-07:00

BOULEVARD

"Boulevard of broken dreams" my father once said. It's the moniker branded to the ever famous seashore block in our city. The place where lovers usually go for a romantic experience. Most especially when budget is scarce. Eating balot and kwek kwek while listening to the waves of the sea, is the best calming tool as you are seated beside your love one.

Unfortunately, this experience is not always true to all the avid visitors of the amusement area. Some go to the place to unwind themselves and feel free from all the clutches of the stressful day. Others make the place as the spot for livelihood. ie. balot vendors, cigarette vendors and not to forget the infamous flesh sellers. Although a big chunk of the regular visitors is allocated to groups of individuals who organize the night's show through motoracing, there are also pockets of space to welcome the loners and heartbroken persons.

Amidst the diversity of the spectators, the place has garnered many relevant happenings of human life. From the first sunrise to the romantic sunset.

2008-08-19T07:15:00.000-07:00

BJE: Is this the last resort?

In the light of confusion and misunderstanding between the Moro Islamic Liberation Front (MILF) and the Government Republic of the Philippines (GRP), the real stakeholders that are placed under the limelight of abuses and conflicts are the residents of the affected areas in Mindanao. In North Cotabato, Tipo Tipo-Basilan and the like, the quest to an anomalous peace which was intervened by the Supreme Court through the issuance of the Temporary Restraining Order whereby it temporarily halted the signing of the Memorandum of Agreement-Ancestral Domain, has flickered the problem on the inequality against the Moro populace. In turn, injustice actions such as burning of houses, killing of innocent civilians and marketing on human-shield as their ticket to exit the area has been a rampant practice by the so-called lost command of the MILF.

In my own personal discretion, I stand firm with the believe that the expansion of the Autonomous Region in Muslim Mindanao (ARMM) should not be a tool for peace in the Mindanao region. Rather this attempt will create a dichotomy and polarization of the people- both the Christian settlers and the Muslim communities in the areas claimed to be part of the Ancestral domain. Moreover, the principle of cultural differences and unjustified distribution of resources as presented by the MILF to pursue their dream of a federal and alienated region of the country is like sniveling under the skirt of relativism. Furthermore, the status of ARMM at present in terms of economic development is similar with that of Burundi in Africa. Thus, the progress and development of the expansion is questionable given that in status quo the region is underdeveloped. With this, I say, If we can live in peace and unity amidst the diversity of cultures and traditions, why then should we resort to this chaotic solution?

2008-07-29T07:09:00.000-07:00

You Will Make A Good Couple

Pulse Asia recent survey results show that bestfriend material is directly proportional to a walking barbie doll. Vague? This is the interpretation:

Bear in mind that over-all friendship card-holder does not necessitate a crowd for reproduction-news spreading. He is a one-man-team.
Barbie doll owners are filled with socialite ideals intoxicated by insecurities. Which explains the concept of Barbie doll as personification model.

Talk about fashion... Walk your journey on the ramp head on...

FACTS:

A nickelodeon inspired wardrobe set shows the clear ignorance in fashion in the 21st century.
Trying to be the public spectacle in expense of your shame is a big NO! NO!

SUGGESTIONS:

Comfortability stands at par with aesthetic which gives you the result of a presentable homo sapien sapiens.
The Circus party is a light year away from the vicinity. Kindly compose yourself to the situation around the globe.
Looking good is a priority but be sure it does not go beyond the norms.

Gossip Gay: I'm back
xoxo

2008-07-13T02:47:00.000-07:00

A Nice Thought

I miss writing...

For a moment I feel immobile and restless. It's the feeling when you are so excited to share your wonderful memories but you are ill-equipped of doing so. Not because you don't have a pen and paper on your side or the laptop is going crazy and you don't want to spend some cash for Internet cafe fee, but it's all about being fed up by the emotions and sentiments that you have been keeping for years now. I attended a 3-day Retreat with my college's batch mates. Which explains why I was not able to update my blog. My righteous friend calls the gathering as an ACTING WORKSHOP. The display of talents will be showcased accordingly. As always, I am not part of the Pentium generation, so I immediately know what he wants to insinuate. And that something should suppose to be confidential; for people might use my blog entry once again to advance their personal chorva.

I learned so many things in the span of 3 days. But please do not associate my learnings to something cognitive because it's all about realizations and enlightenments. These abstract awareness which I don't consider as something worthwhile to learn about is very essential for human growth and full development. I fully neglect the fact of being sensitive and humane to people around me. My mind tells me that I am infested by the negative aura and values that surround me. The retreat experience allows me to leave my heart ajar in screening the good values that I need. These values are good medicine for the gradual treatment of my soul. I miss the retreat. In fact, the feeling of sleeping in the double-deck bed still haunts me.

I am a good person and this is something I am proud of. Why? Because the word "good" is relative. (laughs)

2008-07-06T03:34:00.000-07:00

Two-Day Delay

I always make a point to leave a cute entry in this blog on a daily basis. However, the last 2 days were provided with excuse letters. I was disturbed by the intense excitement of playing DOTA with friends. But please don't get me wrong, I am still a pure blooded homosexual and I feel it's for a lifetime. Aside from the petty reason of all the thrill I got from the game-using the last skill of Rylai (my favorite character by the way), purchasing dagon and the like, I have more concrete explanations.

While the people around me are excited for the new entry/entries, I am disturbed with the idea of misinterpretations. According to a credible source, some people use my blog to scandalize Runway. Something which I unintentionally do in pursuit of my personal happiness. This is something alarming for me. Misrepresentation is a powerful tool to plague the pathetic minds of the people in the industry which is not healthy for the image of the company I am connected to. Although I respect every homo sapiens' opinion, I just don't see the point of these bloodsuckers using my blog to advance their individual advocacy of anarchy and chaos. On the other hand, I feel a little flattered with the increasing number of maggots reading my blog and with all their efforts to decipher the true persona behind every character. The latter motivates me to continue my blog posting. Even if most of the time the senior citizens inject their belief that it's high time to become mature through writing something about events and talk about news. I say, I am on it (for what reason?). Honestly, I really don't mind writing about people but I value the name of Runway. Don't accuse me of inconsistency cause I know the meaning of the word more than you do. But if you're confident, kindly email me cause sometimes Webster and Merriam do not serve me right.

I am about to end this entry when I realized that I still don't have any resolution in my dilemma. Wait... To sensationalize things is my hobby but to over-sensationalize is not my forte. I hope the RETREAT tomorrow will be a good instrument to fix my confused cerebrum and will help me become more pro-active and issue-based in blogging. But why do I feel like crying while typing this line? huhuhu...

PS: This is a bedeviled entry.
xoxo

2008-07-02T07:19:00.000-07:00

"Weighty-girls" in Campus

Gossip Gay: Hey! try to figure out the characters in my Familia Zaragosa entry.
Gossip Girl: Excuse me! Cryptography is not my major and besides your people are not famous. They are just a bunch of natives revolving around your sphere.
Gossip Gay: Wait a minute. I heard your company is experiencing an intellectual recession right now. How true?
Gossip Girl: If it's all about being cerebral, I bet your right.
Gossip Gay: Well why am I not surprised. It's your nature. (eg. look at the bulletin boards)
Gossip Girl: Anyway I'm not part of the board of directors... But, here's something interesting.
Gossip Gay: Oooh... What is it about?
Gossip Girl: Have you heard about the "weighty girls" walking around campus.? And worst, they belong to our company.
Gossip Gay: Are you serious? Your keeping lady-kangaroos in your bedside. What's so unusual?
Gossip Girl: Not yet... their joeys are still inside their magical womb... that's the issue.
Gossip Gay: Now that's news...
Gossip Girl: One more thing, they are not just a few to mention. I mean... they are more than five.
Gossip Gay: So what's the measure being undertaken by your saggy looking boss?
Gossip Girl: No info yet.

PS: This issue is alarming. The degree of tolerance is inconsistent to the community's values.
xoxo

2008-07-01T07:37:00.000-07:00

Blind Item Mechanism

And people think that I need to broaden my sphere of influence...

I like the blind item section of local tabloids. It serves as a daily challenge for me to hit the right person behind the clues of a scandal or controversy. But I wonder if my response to this stimulus will work efficiently if the characters are not celebrities. This necessarily explains the reason why I'm fond of talking about the people around me. I like issues and I love the feeling when you sensationalize things. Aside from the total happiness it brings, there is an increasing level of fulfillment you get day by day. Besides, I am always entitled with my own opinion.

The truth of the matter is I want to apply this kind of set-up for the month of July. I'm planning to have 10 creatures in my list of blind items that I would reveal on a daily basis. What makes this month's entries different from those of the last 2 is the scope of characters that I will include in the segment. I mean, they maybe someone from the administration, a teacher, student-leader, journalist, bystander, and even the stray cat roaming around the corridors of the laboratory.

I respect diversity and how this concept is manifested in a Catholic community. Remember I will take you where it happens as it happens... (Need not to worry cause Rhian and Karyll don't have copyright in this line)

PS. And the real gossip begins...
xoxo

2008-06-30T07:02:00.000-07:00

Familia Zaragoza?

Let's unravel the characters of the 2nd Episode...

The Client - Much has been expected... He's getting way way more stern to the company's policies and protocols. Be mindful with the systems if you don't want to dole out some cash.

Madam Virtual Stalker- Why did you quarantine yourself in the company's shop? Whatever happened to your obsessive compulsive spirit?

Mr. Scarlet Macaw - A year old relationship has been built by trust and loyalty, don't insert yourself. I heard you were rejected by your new victim. true?

Mr. Perverted Journalist- I wonder when will you disclose your lovelife to the public.

Mr. Fallen Angel- Try to check who's making another scene in the campus showbiz, although he doesn't deserve to be a celebrity.

Mr. Invisible PC-User - Talk about the novel Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison which won the National Book Award in 1953, this guy is in the total resemblance even though he's a bit techno-freak!

Mr. Chicken-Skin Addict - The only employee supposedly working in night shift. I have my weird schedule, 7:30Pm is my lunch time.

Mr. Hardworking Maggot - Don't try to approve the papers without undergoing my effective scrutiny.

Mr. Introverted Geisha - Can I apologize? It's his favorite line... Now I wonder if you are really introverted?

Ms. Twisted Physicist - Try to flash some light on the window, the lizard will surely camouflage.

Ms. Loyal Headdress - The silent avid stalker of the _ _ _ _ _ _...

Ms. Resignation Letter - A case is filed in the jury. How true?

Mr. High-pitch Priest - Are you ready to take the challenge and manage Runway?

Mr. Artistic Loner - You want to have a transformation in your label right? there you have it...

Ms. Singing Sensation - What can you say in my proposal of voice-exchange?

Mr. Everyday Look - My Prospect.., my prospect.., and my prospect.. Do you have other things to say?

Mr. Attention Seeker - weird? be surprised if he's not.

Ms. Photo Addict - Can you just give me a serious answer? Who do you love most?

Ms. Chinese Empress - Are you sure there's no sheet of "plasticity" in your smile?

Ms. Sensible Secretary- Who's your crush again?

Ms. Senegal Parrot - Eat some mushrooms, it cures nitpicking syndrome.

Ms. Unidentified Magistrate - tell me are you just boyish or not?

Mr. Frustrated Client - Why do I feel your useless in the company? anyone agree?

The Angels - I doubt if your Madam did not add some "loyalty chemicals" in your drinks.

xoxo Gossip Gay

2008-06-29T04:39:00.000-07:00

Gossip Gay in Review

Last June 15, I introduced the characters of my blog- from the strict client to the loyal angels of Madam OC. It gave me great happiness talking about the employees of Runway. It's as if I created a world filled with interesting personalities. But as I was reviewing my entries, I realized that I did not let my neurons go into waste for the suppose-to-be favorite character of mine. I am talking about Mr. Perverted Journalist. Not a single entry was devoted for him, even a drop of his name. And because of that, I apologize.

I was reminded the other time that "small minds talk about people". I refrained from listening. This blog is never intended for people who adhere with that principle. Besides, I have my set of friends who appreciated my writings. Moreover, it's just like choosing to go in classic while evrybody else is in RnB... But wait! why do I go on defensive? Nevermind.

July is just 32 hours away... I'm planning to write something new, but I don't have any idea of what to focus on. I want to talk about the people in the company but it will be a month of boredom. I feel like talking about the tragedy in Sibuyan- M/V Princess of the stars. I want to write something about Gloria or the oil price hike or how NFA rice changed people's early morning routine . I guess I need a theme.
xoxo

2008-06-28T07:40:00.000-07:00

Analogy: M/V Princess of the Stars in a Three-wheeled Motorcycle

My caring grandma with her neck stretched like a girrafe is getting a bit overwrought while I am enjoying myself with the company of sensible people.

"Will you write about the conversation we are having right now?" asked by Mr. Everyday Look. "It's not worth the space and I don't feel like writing tonight." I answered in a snooty way. As my bones start to freeze up via the heavy duty aircon of the restaurant, Ms. Resignation Letter is very comfortable in sharing her high school memories as if the news is a day old. Even though most of the names she dropped are unfamiliar, she managed to focus the attention of the crowd. A commendable talent I supposed.

Dispersed by homesickness, the one big happy family morphed into islets. Since the three musketeers are situated in the Hinterlands, they grouped together. The rest of us went along smoothly while walking the silent road of La Purisima. Although I was a bit hesitant of the idea of riding one tricycle ( a three-wheeled motorcycle) to bring us to our places, I joined the journey. In our way to the first stop-Ms. Photo Addict place, we didn't expect that the vehicle will lurch. The good thing is it did not totally overturn.

Dios te Salve! I exclaimed. From that very moment I was thinking of the fisherman plucked from their life rafts or washed ashore with harrowing tales of mountainous waves and children rolling around the deck as the ferry started to sink.-MV Princess of the Stars.

PS. Death is an each away. Luckily I'm a bad grass.

xoxo

2008-06-27T07:29:00.000-07:00

The Hello Garci Scandal

At last the famous controversy is disclosed to the public!

1st scene (via sms)

Garci: my girl offered to be my secretary
Gloria: wow!! You have all the time to think about her when the whole world is bothering you. That’s commendable!
Garci: nope
Garci: im falling for the other girl eh
Gloria: Why am I not surprised?
Garci: if I start really falling for the other girl...stop me from falling so hard ha
Gloria: What can I do?
Garci: refrain me from doing things lang ba
Gloria: do I really need to do that?
Garci: yup

2nd scene (via email)

Garci: She's the source of my inspiration and joy.
Garci: But it's not my intention to engage in a relationship with her.
Gloria: So what's your purpose then?
Garci: Just want to show her that she’s important to me
Gloria: false hope!!! That’s not healthy... poor her
Garci: it’s not like that
Garci: I just want to show it

3rd scene (via phone patch)

Gloria: tell me who do you really love?
Garci: the second girl
Gloria: honestly?
Garci: yup

PS: the characters were in a real conversation.
xoxo

2008-06-26T08:22:00.000-07:00

The Crying Geisha

Please wipe my tears...

Assembled in the study room, the members of the league of modern media discussed the maltreatment from the one and only Hardworking maggot. In an individual conference with the Client, each admitted the abuses of their boss. Although some did not see the problem as an urgent concern, a majority was on the spirit of rallying. The intense emotions of the people reflected to the grudge they have against the weirdo maggot.

An unexpected burst of emotion from Mr. Introverted Geisha suddenly highlighted the discussion. As much as he wants to go physical, he conciliated himself through the power of his eyes. He was teary-eyed that moment. A big blow to the maggot's ass is what I really expected. Sad to say the Geisha is following the rhythm of his dance steps. Alas, the concern has been raised. The moment is about to change the relationship and atmosphere in the league.

PS. Cheesy died. A stray cat seized her. huhuhu poor Quickie... Pray for her eternal repose.
XOXO

2008-06-25T06:44:00.000-07:00

ISSUE 102?

This is announced...

This is not to tell you about their engagement, if there is... I insisted that this photo should be taken. They are the bosses of the industry. The client at the left and Spiderman at the right. The people that we look up to. Nevertheless, it would be so uncanny not to put some creative sense on this picture.

Things I observed:

They are both serious looking. "Look at the eyebrows"
Smile is not the way to go for projection. "It shows the plastic side of you"
Vertical lines are good when you're with a tall person "I like how the colors work in harmony"
Choose better background. "I thought you're in a cockpit"
The proximity is controversial. "You are not a couple"

PS. This picture is sooo cute...
xoxo

2008-06-24T07:14:00.000-07:00

Mother knows best

Have you experienced hating someone without knowing the reason why? I previously had one with Mr. Scarlet Macaw, but in the end we became good friends. One of the controversial persons in the company has been attacked by this sickness. For everyone's information, she's controversial in her own way-and I don't have plans of wasting my time on researching.

I have enemies and I bet you have too. "This is the reason why I hesitate to stay in the company" murmured by Miss Resignation Letter. It appears so ordinary to the people who know her. But, honestly, I bolted from the blue when I heard it. An immediate flash in my mind tells me that this petty issue made her think of quitting Runway. Abhorrent to the reality of her problem, I was able to managed her to stay.

She hates my daughter. A proud confession that shivered my spines. A motherly instinct made me think that one of my kids is in great danger. In a very accommodating manner I asked her why. She answered back with a smirk. Still confused to what she really feels, I shifted the perspective to a new citadel.

PS. Please end this game. My daughter is a lovely creation I ever had.

xoxo

2008-06-23T08:22:00.000-07:00

Wanting One!

Rumors, issues, stress and heartaches...

I wish I had a little furball to make my day happy. Almost everyday in my life I am bombarded with problems and issues. (Well I always say; Who doesn't have one?) When everything turns out to be unsolvable, I always seek refuge to my pillows. How I wonder in the past 19 birthdays I had, I never got a stuffed toy as present. Not even in the hundreds of exchange gifts I joined every Christmas eve or New Year. I usually buy furball and wrap it for a birthday gift, but I never had the intention of buying myself one. Because I always believe that this huggable material is worth receiving not buying.

Now, I'm almost nearing the end of my teenage years. I'm not saying that problems will have its limit and haunt me no more, but I wish that in moments when I need a hug, a bear is always there and willing to save my tears.

PS. I guess pictures will do as of the moment.

xoxo

2008-06-23T07:32:00.000-07:00

MORON! Anyone?

Lately, Mr. Attention Seeker is suffering from ADHD.

I was freaked out last night when he wrote something about his constituents. Being the boss of his department, he reminded them on a short notice on the board. "To all the morons, get lost..." Bothered as if it was my first time to see the evilness in him, I asked Madam Virtual Stalker about the problem of the homeless speaker. Even if I didn't get any reply, I was thinking about the effects of too much drug in his body. Maybe due to his insecurities regarding his gender, he initiated a personalized dosage of his medicine-intended for his ADHD syndrome.

As I was turning off the computer, Mr. Hardworking Maggot was murmuring something at my back. At first, I thought he's doing some enchantment to encourage the couple-Quickie and Cheesy (His Rodent friends) not to destroy the properties of the company. But when I glanced at him, he was trying to comprehend the notice left by Mr.Attention Seeker. "moron-what's moron?" he asked. With the look of his innocent face, my jaw voluntarily dropped. "It's about the terrorists and...(laughs)"answered by Madam Virtual Stalker.

Your a total whim I said to myself. It's the emotion that burst in the excitement out of its spontaneity. Now I know what triggered the coward speaker to write something so harsh, it's the knowledge that such people do exist in his department.

PS. This entry has no intention to hurt someone.
xoxo

2008-06-22T01:19:00.000-07:00

SADAKO speaks World Peace.

The modern times Sadako feels the need of revealing his identity in a couch. You seldom find wells (deep hole or shaft dug or drilled to obtain water) in the Philippines especially if you are situated in the heart of the city. Which explains the presence of the couch. This famous Sadako loves too talk about personalities. You wouldn't experience his scary appearance in the mob. A huge disparity on the character and personality will haunt you in believing that; A change has occurred. But before drawing further hasty generalizations, let me tell you this.

Aside from the gender and hairdo, the modern Sadako encourages the people/ghosts around him to be aware and believe in the power of prayers. His frustrations in joining beauty contests motivated him to be an agent of goodwill and world peace. In a recent convention, he represented the youth in the campaign for love and beauty. In his speech delivered in the opening ceremony, he caricatured the needs of the youth sector and proposed a resolution on camaraderie and friendship. "It is only through unity that we can attain WORLD PEACE!" he said.]

PS. I just love the mood when I characterize myself in my fantasies.

xoxo

2008-06-21T05:33:00.000-07:00

ISSUE 101

An explanation is badly needed...

A freelance photographer who doggedly pursues celebrities to take candid pictures for sale to magazines and newspapers handed me this picture for free. Good thing I have connections with the industry. Astounded to the extent that the entire spinning wheel stopped in its momentum, I pursued to study the event. Who would have thought that the client is having an affair with Miss Photo Addict? Sounds interesting? Well, I have a couple of things to share...

When everyone was busy dancing, the couple made their own scene. The night- filled with vigor and energy did not succumb the silence of the two characters. They were all too busy chatting with each other, while using their cameras as excuse for their turn in the dancefloor. It was a total all-together night for the party animals. Not expecting someone to notice their lovadoobop moment, they grabbed the opportunity. Great minds I commend... A job well done for the both of you...Ummh... Both are single, so I guess it will not matter as of the moment. I'll wait for the next step... Be sure not to hide it from nanay.

PS. This is my own interpretation of the image. But I guess I smacked on the target.

xoxo

2008-06-20T09:32:00.000-07:00

Unleash the phantom behind the background...

Similar to any events in Hogwarts, the NAO election has been surrounded by witches and wizards. Not to forget Harry Potter- the main proponent for this night.

He is the everyday looking guy you always see in campus (minus the scar and the glasses). Much has been appreciated about him. He's gentle, courteous and lovable. But unlike Harry Potter who has a problem in his social engagement, this person is the total opposite. He is the brother that you wished you had...(lol)

If there is one thing you will hate about him, it's his heroic habit of saving the entire world. It's innate I guess. He's confined with the idea of helping to the expense of receiving the nightly award from his Daddy. They say he's workaholic. TRUE! In fact, he hates being stagnant for an hour or two. But the idea is quite unrealistic when he's with his nanay talking about his latest prospect. I find him predictable and ordinary but he always exceeds my expectations. His character provides the doubts of his real identity. I always refer him as too good to be true. I should admit that even up to this point in time I don't see the blend of colors that he keeps on hiding.

I labeled him as Mr. Everyday Look not because of the tarpaulin (promoting Mandarin language) hanging in campus, rather it's the idea that the elites would not disgust him as part of the alta sociedad and the underprivileged would not feel uneasy in accommodating his personality. He isn't too elite nor too makamasa. He's the perfect blend of coffee you will be craving for before dying in your late 60's.

PS. Congrats gordo for a job well done.

xoxo

2008-06-20T08:35:00.000-07:00

The Nursing Election Fever!

I hate editorials, news reports and formal essays- so bear in mind that you will not get any informative news from this entry...

The day started when our laundry maid experienced color-blindness in washing my shirt. Morphed into a hungry Komodo dragon, I started to go ballistic. I was trying to comprehend the gamma reaction in my bloodstream, I'm all-too-afraid of not returning to my human form. (Mr. Green)

A McDO inspired greeting brightened up a number of voters, although some raised their eyebrows. People say that you should find your target audience, so it made me stop bothering the selected idiots. An ambitious expectation of 80% voter's turn-out stretched the deformity of my facial expression. I was not hoping for absurd probability measure similar to Aelecom's. But he slipped, so I guess another moment of vigilance is needed.

A landslide in the NSG party! A clear win from President down to P.R.O.

PS. Congratulations to the winners...

xoxo

2008-06-19T07:26:00.000-07:00

Another Ordinary Day

Open your book to page 34... A boring and lackadaisical teacher is on the loose. It's as if I am reading the poem "All things Bright and beautiful" a thousand times again, having a similar atmosphere when I was in Grade III. The day's event is predictable-nothing extraordinary happened. Even before I had the chance to open my eyes, I was expecting a dull and lackluster day to come. I am not in the mood to talk about things. I feel so absorbed with my tedious and worthless schedule. It's as if I am bedridden the entire 24-hour.

My tagboard is working. People are encouraged to write something about my entries. It's a good thing I have friends who boost my confidence even if I strike on them. Thank you!

2008-06-18T05:29:00.000-07:00

The other side of "THE CLIENT"

Strict...rational...serious...cerebral...logical...professional... :D

The Big boss of project runway is known for such qualities. The very good example of the "mind over anything" kind of person. He thinks a lot, and by that I mean, he thinks everything or anything under the sun. At first encounter you will find him snobbish...(well, he really is) He's a total BOSS! Try working with this freak and you will experience what I mean. It's as if you're employed in a company when all the burdens keep you away from reaching your dreams.

But despite all his professional qualities, he is a man of values and emotions. He might not pleased you with the things you expect for a 20-year old who acts like a man in beard in his late 40's, but I bet, he can catch on the latest teeny bopper's collections. Worst, kiddie-inspired hobbies. Mind you, he is an avid aficionado of POKEMON. He collects all the tiny items in his room. He keeps himself busy in piling such stuff. He even memorized all the descriptions and qualities of his imaginary friends--Pokemon. And to my analysis this might explain his stern attitude and seriousness.

There you have it. The other side of the terror CLIENT. So whenever his mouth starts bubbling, prepare a Pokemon item to appease his anger. Believe me it will work.

XOXO

2008-06-17T07:47:00.000-07:00

The Terrible BREAK UP!

My premonitions served me well...

Once a butterfly with BF/GF syndrome gets into an affair with a pure blooded moth the result is a total disaster. The relationship lasted for four days. I thought one week will suffice, but to my surprise it ended earlier. I don't consider the relationship formal. It's a total wreck!

It's my first time to encounter such abomination in Runway. And, I guess this perception doesn't play alone in my mind. The news glimmered in a mist and ended in a tragedy.... Poor Fallen Angel the whole world has been scandalized by your promiscuousness. The loyal Macaw never intended such rapport to break. but it was you who prompted it. "it was all your fault" exclaimed by Mr. Scarlet Macaw. I thought you'd change... I was wrong... those were the sad lines that came out from the bubbler's beak. They started as friends, elevated to the M.U. status and eventually to "gayfriends"... Unfortunately, no one is above the other, their both lying on the blanket.

The omen has spoken. The truth about the cursed has been materialized. It's about time to reconcile and become vigilant to these lost souls...

XOXO... Such a tragic ending

2008-06-16T03:41:00.000-07:00

HULK + YOGURT= FUN!

The unplanned meeting with Mr. Everyday Look turned out to be a prolific experience.

I was trying to comprehend myself early this morning. I was suffering from the top 10-problem syndrome the past few weeks. It's like the idea of accounting, where you do inventory. But this time it's not the sales nor the production, it's all about the shortages that keeps your pocket empty. After the 3-hour sleeping habit for four consecutive days, I really don't have any idea of prolonging my agony. I mean I want to have rest- and by rest, I say it's like having the Narnia's time converted to the present world where an hour is equivalent to how many years... Don't ask the accurate number of years cause i never had an on-the-ground-experience. At exactly 12 in the afternoon my phone flares. The sound system guardian is inviting me for a lunch date. I guess option is not on my side.

I rushed to town.... and everything went along smoothly. I got a chance to be online right after the official meeting with the guardian... Mr. Everyday Look was on the same status...

The Incredible Hulk is waiting... movie watching has always been my therapy. I decided to invite Mr. Everyday Look but it never occurred to me that I was inviting the right person for the kind of genre. As always, nanay is practical, so we went to the grocery section of the mall to buy some "papakin" I was astounded with the mango flavored yogurt he handed over... (In my mind, i was thinking, "Why in the hell you're thinking of purchasing that stuff?")... But since I'm all-too-kind to bluntly express my feelings. I grabbed one (strawberry flavor). The movie doesn't fit my personality, but i preferred spending cash for it instead of cheering for Sharon's victory in "Caregiver".

It's my first time to bring yogurt inside the movie house. Good thing, it gave tremendous results. I enjoyed drinking yogurt while watching Bruce Banner (Edward Norton) morphing to the Hulk. And, the intense hotness of Betty Ross (Liv Tyler) in her ala Anne Hathaway coat... The yogurt was a great idea...

xoxo.

2008-06-15T04:41:00.000-07:00

MEET THE CHARACTERS

The Client - Miranda Priesly trapped in a man's body
Mr. Attention Seeker - The autistic speaker with ADHD

Madam Virtual Stalker /Madam O.C. - Devout Catholic yet a faithful sinner; Walking Irony
Mr. Confused Identity - Resident psycologist suffering from Gf/Bf syndrome
Mr. Everyday Look - To good to be true; gentleman; bestfriend material
Mr. Introverted Geisha - Would you want to try sign language? MUTE
Mr. Scarlet Macaw - Yago without wings...
Mr. Perverted Journalist - Ummh.... 28 out of 29 articles published
Mr. Fallen Angel - A violet blooded moth
Miss Senegal Parrot - nitpicking is her hobby...
Miss Photo addict - I love Adobe- it has brushes
Mr. Frustrated Client - A typical politician
Mr. Hardworking Maggot - I love problems... But don't let me solve them.
The Angels - Faithful minions of Madam O.C.; try growee/cherifer

XOXO

2008-06-14T12:46:00.000-07:00

The MISCONCEPTION

Almost all of the time I condition myself that Mr. Introverted Geisha's personality is similar with any other boring character present in Runway. I'm a bit satisfied with the reality of his hermit behavior but I never considered digging the details.

The first interaction we had during the admission of the new set of employees in the company was a bit professional . Assembled in a hotel nearby, I immediately sensed his cautious actions in dealing with people. Maybe he's playing safe or might not want to be included in the official list of Gossip girls collections. Whatever the reasons maybe, I never put it in a seat premium. Timid, childish, crushable, miser, weird, intelligent and etc... were the adjectives that I associated to him. You seldom hear him talk and worst he doesn't open his mouth even if it is the last option that is available in saving the universe. That's how silent he is. But even if he has deficiencies with his social behavior, he still manages to have friends. In fact, a handful of them. I know he chooses his buddies, but he successfully managed the number of people in his list.

Some of my friends doubt the gender preference of this dude. The mere fact that he is cognizant with almost everything he does, gives the impression of him as part of the seahorses in the vast ocean. The femininity of his movements marks a ton of questions for his sexual orientation. But believe me, he's not part of the butterfly family nor of the moth. He is just like that. Allow me to remind you, that it's not the manner that determines the gender of the person rather it's his preference.

PS. He's one of my favorite characters in Runway.

XOXO

2008-06-13T09:11:00.000-07:00

XOXO...When everything else fails, you can count on friends who are always there for you... ;p

2008-06-12T09:51:00.000-07:00

A room for three...

Hey! The female version of Mr. Scarlet macaw (Miss Senegal Parrot) will be out soon. How I wish such confidence and verbal humdrum will be appreciated by the laymen? Another hundred miles to come before we reach the destination.
The BIG day is just a minute away. It's Friday the thirteen and coincidentally, it's Mr. Confused Identity's 20th birthday... The resident Psychologist is no longer a teen...
Runway will have it's premiere tomorrow. SAVE US!
"Wella always be Dave for you when you need Czar one..." it's Stacey Orico's new single
"Ikaw and nag-off ng lights? I HATE YOU!!!" (The best selling line from Mr. Everyday Look to Mr. Scarlet Macaw)

PS. I am running out of words....
xoxo

2008-06-11T06:46:00.000-07:00

Sexual orientation is almost always fixed. By this I mean that people may brand the homosexual orientation as something that is so complicated in nature, however I should say that it is something that one is; a chosen orientation. Actually its fine with me into how we must show respect in the society but the truth of the matter is homosexuals like me always face discrimination in public. We must in some way strive for sexual integration with regards to giving respect to that norm. This is in order for those who belong to the third sex to show respect to the society.

People say that homosexuals should avoid identifying their personhood with their sexual orientation for reason that they are more as persons than the single aspect of their personality and that is their orientation. Personally, I find this belief so pathetic and absurd because sexual orientation as an aspect of one’s personality simply suffices the entirety of a person. Thus, it is the factor that has an incomparable volume. Moreover, an orientation that is genetically predetermined plus some unknown environmental factor in early childhood which turns on the gene or genes, can never be integrated and label as a small chunk of being a human person.

Conceded to the fact that there are various instances that homosexual faces day by day, these unjust discriminations against their principles and beliefs which the people use as basis in their prejudices, is an unfair truth for the lady butterflies in the society. Nevertheless, the issue on homosexuality can only be addressed by our deep understanding of our human vocation that we deem very significant in our role as human beings and citizen of a community. It is involvement that we need and not insecurities and insensitivity of other persons’ rights. I do believe that by being highly involved in different issues concerning our rights as human beings regardless of what sexual orientation we belong, it will set us free from the clutches of our own insecurities.

For as long as I believe that neither heterosexuality nor homosexuality are inherently sinful, free of sin if it is safe, consensual, and perhaps, within a committed relationships, therefore, I will stand and proudly say that it should be supported not only by the society but as well as in the faith of every homosexual who upholds the right of being one. Homosexuality is not a personal sin. It does not make a human person sick or perverse. The question remains is this; how will one ensure a protection to the unending quest for acceptance and space in the world filled with judgmental eyes.

PS: I posted this blog entry in friendster... I just love the thought that I fight for the right advocacy-gay rights movement. xoxo

fresh updates

2008-06-10T06:15:00.000-07:00

The reality bites and that's the reason why we need to fight. How exciting to hear such words from a pure blooded butterfly? But it seems that Runway has been plagued by incestuous purple-blooded moths. I never imagined myself having an interesting affair with a butterfly...I always assert that I would rather modify myself to the reality of my anatomy and biological features than to date a girl. Worst, I would rather die than to have an affair with a gay person... I mean someone's "gayer" than me.

FRESH UPDATES

The fallen angel from the minions of Madam O.C. (Obsessive Compulsive) came out from his own closet. He was in a total misery because of a certain scarlet macaw. And by that, i mean literally. Who would consider "Yago" in Aladdin as someone fictitious and unreal? If you think twice, I bet Runway has raised a breed.... LOVE is in the air. If such is the case, I guess even planet Jupiter would not accommodate those helium particles in the atmosphere. Here's something more interesting.... Mr. Fallen Angel and Mr. Scarlet Macaw got into a mutually satisfying engagement. YUCK! ......

for questions feel free to ask....xoxo

CHARACTERS' UPDATES

2008-06-05T04:42:00.000-07:00

UPDATES

And the Doctor made a very interesting point...

The agency where I consulted the case of Mr. Introverted Geisha handed me the results. Enclosed in a pink envelope with a purple ribbon, it made me think of certain implications. I hurriedly unwrapped and decoded the message. It reads: "After a month of investigation, we found out several vivid manifestations showing the clear indications of the green butterfly substance running through the culprit's bloodstreams." Astounded as if it was my first time to know the obvious, I developed a sense of "bisephobia- fear from double blades."

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Demands, demands, demands... and lots of it.

In preparation for the next American Top Model, The Client is on the rush. No time for dilly-dallying and interruptions were not entertained. It's as if I am trapped in the production of Runways promotional materials. I never thought of Meryll Streep in the Devil wears Prada working with me in a project. I miscalculated the demands. Can anyone save me from this beautiful disaster? A resignation form will be much appreciated. Just send it to my email.

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The heat is on. The coup has been planned for months now, although I always ask when will be its implementation. An attempt to topple down Priesley's administration is a big joke. Embellished in a bronze plate: "Mr. frustrated Client". I applauded the effort but it never gave me a good impression. Fliers were all around the place. 'Where is _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ office located? I need to consult Mr. Frustrated Client." A martian asked me. Good thing I took Extraterrestrial language instead of enrolling myself to mandarin class last semester.

P.S. The fliers were found out to be calling cards... xoxo

The Memories of Madam Bedspread

2008-05-30T04:44:00.000-07:00

Madam Bedspread was given a reconsideration in her studies! exclaimed by Sister Bumper.

I was all-too-happy to digest the news. It sounded so sardonic for the people who know me, but I never intended it that way. It just came out naturally that even I myself was astounded. My own realizations have been haunting me the past few weeks. I never had this kind of sincerity in complimenting this person. I just love the idea that we can still graduate together.

I could still remember the special day in the cafeteria. I always thought of eating alone as a better idea than to be disgusted with her table manners. But unusual of all the days, I found myself sitting and eating beside her. I even offered her my tinolang manok (chicken soup). We were having a fruitful conversation. We shared our dreams and ambitions in life. I came to know that she's one of the few dedicated teacher-wanna-be, who never use the overrated scholarship grant as a reason for the choice of their course. She never even think of poverty as excuse to her success. These values enlightened me with the true essence of determination.

To my surprise, a news flickered... Our fellow Education student died. Everything turned black. Even the pastel color of my shirt showed its mournful expression. The joyful atmosphere suddenly changed to the melancholy rhythm of the music of death. Tears fell like the pouring rain...

Note: Nuraiza Naing suffered from Anemia. Due to the complication of her disease she died last May 10 at the General Hospital. Please pray for her soul...

A Glimpse of Psychology

2008-05-29T04:08:00.000-07:00

The resident Psychologist of the office fell prey to his emotions... I had a chance to take the weight of my feet yesterday. I never heard our sweet gray sofa complaining too much about the heat of my ***, not until Mr. Confused Identity sat beside me. We were confined in a conversation filled with fictitious imaginations. We talked about our individual tastes and preferences regarding so many things. Ironically, his gender crisis which explains his field of expertise never halt his credibility in counseling. He's a Psychology student.

Gathered in a cubicle, about 4 meters away from us, the Committee of unsatisfied people was having their meeting. Because of its contiguity, we decided to talk about these bunch of Neanderthals. After serious scrutiny and evaluation, we stumbled at Mr. Introverted Geisha's profile. We devoted half an hour in assessing his character. At first, I wasn't so observant with how delicate and safe the words used by my partner. A minute or two, I shifted my attention to my friend's behavior in the course of his careful examination to this guy. After a night of deliberation, I came to a conclusion that Mr. Confused Identity is in love with Mr. Introverted Geisha. And the revelation begins...

Think Again!

2008-05-24T23:09:00.000-07:00

And when did it become a requirement?

I accompanied my friend in the terminal. He's attending a seminar in a place where the only English word the people know is "hello"... First time to travel alone, he feels the eeky cockroaches running all over his stomach. It's as if nothing can stabilize his physique.

It was a stressful day. After my deliberate passion as clapper in the video shoot was tested, I got the least take when my turn was put under the spotlight. No one dares to belittle the talent of the consecutive Best Actor awardee. Right after the artista moment, I hurriedly drag my friend to attend the unsolicited invitation of Barangay Tugbungan.

As I was finishing my dessert, I realized the unpaid bills that still stuck in my to-do-list. Appointments on the next day, and meetings on the next day to come. Damn! I am having great fun here when all the stuff I need to accomplish are left stagnant in my notebook. Not surprisingly, I tell myself that it's a matter of focus and time management. Something which I always do everytime I feel that I am being clouded with heavy loads.

"Man pray lang gad tu" uttered my friend... Even a million of chanting of the Lord's Prayer will not solve my problem. (sigh)

The Night After Photoshoot

2008-05-23T20:31:00.000-07:00

"It's not about the manner that makes a person gay, it's his preference!" exclaimed by Mr. Confused Identity.

We were having our unplanned dinner date in a cheap restaurant nearby. It all happened after the stressful three hours of post-here-post-there moment. Having three people unite together with different points of view in life. One is branded as "Mr. Everyday Look" casue of his recent modeling offer in a studio. I really can't remember how the conversation went as far as digging the truth of homosexuality. The only thing i know, I am savoring the taste of pork siomai.

This entry is supposed to be posted yesterday. But due to the beckoning of dreamland, I was knocked out. I regret the fact that my memory of last night's is not fresh anymore. I suppose it's a product of my beautiful disaster dream. Although it is hard to retrieve it from my unconscious memory lane, I still consider it as the ironic dream I ever had.

Now i wonder why i never had a name after last night. I mean, a brand name. Am i generic? Worst is, am i a medicine?

Wish the night will repeat itself.

Oops!

2008-05-21T06:45:00.000-07:00

And i slipped...

Infatuations have clouded my childhood years. It all started when i was in grade 1. I remember when" Mr. Nice guy" in his 3rd Grade attempted to court me. That is only true if the meaning of the word is subjective. I even keep a log book to list all the names of the guys i have longed for... Gahd! Am i really serious? Well they say it's but normal. The only thing i was so sure is that i got my diploma with the highest distinction in Gender role confusion. Exactly plot 1 in my sexual orientation.

P.S. I hope my father doesn't have any interest in the INTERNET...

Birthday Galore!

2008-05-16T05:31:00.000-07:00

One more year and the teenage days are over...

People say that the 18th birthday of a girl is the most memorable of all. If expenses for celebration is the context, i would never raise an eyebrow. But, in reality it doesn't cause any cram at all. Most of my friends do not believe in the miracles of this fancy number and what extra-ordinary thing it can bring to a person's life. I am turning 20 seven months from now. And honestly, I am more conscious on the things that i do at this age than the happy go lucky moments i had when i was 18. I am at my last teenage year. This thought has been haunting me for months now. I don't know if it's normal or it's just my pathetic mind that tells me to worry about my age.

I remember when i was a kid, i have been dreaming of entering the portals of adulthood. I was really in a hurry to be stable and feel the sense of independence. Most kids feel the same way i guess. Later on i realize the importance and necessity to wait. I fear the next stage of my life and i don't know how to comfort myself. They say it's a matter of come what may. But, being ready is an edge. Well at the end of the day, I am 19 and i should enjoy this year...

P.S. Happy 19th Birthday to DIVINE... I had fun.

Fiesta? Sophistication please!

2008-05-15T05:43:00.000-07:00

The whole day went along smoothly not until it strikes 3...

Filipinos are known for celebrating "Fiesta". Oh yes! the excitement and enjoyment you can get from this once a year celebration is something to count on. But despite the pleasure and happiness, there is the so-called decency and manners to be observed. Personal invitation doesn't necessarily mean you can act on your own. Remember that it is ingrained in every Filipino culture to invite others even if scarcity is an inch away.

Things to be observed...

1. Don't ever think that once you wear Oxygen shirt or Giordano, it will immediately change people's perception... i bet a shot of cheap liquor can unmask the basilanic nature in you.

2. Afro-Americans from the island of Olutangga are not encouraged to appreciate the color BLUE! Remember that your charcoal-like skin tone will never compliment the color. And, never attempt to communicate in English cause people might think twice to consider us as the number one English speaking country in Asia.

3. If stupid is the only word that you know, better shut your mouth. It causes obvious reflection.

Thank you for the invitation. It gave me an idea for my blog entry.