i can't lie anymore. as much as i want to. i can't. i want to talk to you. now. i want to pick up that phone, call you up, and hear the sound of your voice. i am a junkie, and your voice is my crack. that's how badly messed up i am.
i know. no matter how many times i tell myself... that we must not have a relationship, that this is insane... i can't seem to keep my end of the bargain. you told me to never call you again. but i can't. i want to know how you're doing. i want to know if you had your lunch. i want to know your take in politics, in religion, in life in general. i want to know what kind of coffee you drink. what kind of perfume you wear. do you snore when you sleep. do you sleep at all?
i can think of a thousand... nay... a million reasons for this not to go on. but only one reason for it to move... that is... i want you.
i pick up the phone. i dial the number. and i hear your voice. i close my eyes. i feel the pain and the joy in my heart. i could not answer. i'm afraid my voice would crack. now i'm holding back my tears. i put down the phone. all i can hear is an echo of your voice.
it was only the third time i called you, remember?... but it seems i've known you for several lifetimes. i want to hold you. but you are halfway accross the globe... and the only words you have ever said to me were... "thank you for calling AT&T, this is erika, how may i help you?"
10.31.2004
that made my day
just another lazy sunday afternoon. chillin'. yeah. laid back. meditating. taking a break and just hangin' out... not! i did the laundry. dang!
the only thing that offered salvation to my afternoon was a simpsons holloween special cartoon marathon. started around 1p.m.... ends at around 9p.m. tonight i believe.
long live homer simpson!
i'm out.
the only thing that offered salvation to my afternoon was a simpsons holloween special cartoon marathon. started around 1p.m.... ends at around 9p.m. tonight i believe.
long live homer simpson!
i'm out.
10.30.2004
the bipolar (bear) disorder
i love holidays. it gives you the chance to meet up with old friends and chew the fat with them so to speak. last week, i was with three friends from manila (x, y, z). one of them (x) is a balikbayan from the united states.
our meeting was of the usual hellos and how's it hanging type. each of us were into our fourth bottle of strong ice when x confessed that the past few years of his life were difficult. he was diagnosed of having bipolar disorder and was struggling to cope with it.
a moment of silence.
then z bluntly asked, "so you're gay?"
i said, "what the fuck, people with bipolar disorder are not necessarily gay. bipolar disorder is.." then as i was about to explain, y (as in y were you ever born in the first place) suddenly interrupted.
"so does that mean, if you're bipolar, that you like both guys and girls?," he said with a mischievous grin.
i slapped my forehead, z was laughing his head off, y was still looking for a confirmation, and x was truning red obviously irritated by the comments of the two. to break the ice, i said to those two numb nuts that "bipolar" means our friend x is turning into a bear that can reside both in the north and south pole.
apparently, sarcasm was not one of y's and z's strongest suits. by this time x was the one laughing his head off. y and z looked terribly puzzled. and we ordered another round of beer.
bipolar disorder, also known as manic-depressive illness, is a brain disorder that causes unusual shifts in a person's mood, energy, and ability to function. different from the normal ups and downs that everyone goes through, the symptoms of bipolar disorder are severe. they can result in damaged relationships, poor performance, and even suicide.
i'm beginning to think i'm bipolar too. now, if i could just figure out which place is better.. north or south pole..
i'm out.
our meeting was of the usual hellos and how's it hanging type. each of us were into our fourth bottle of strong ice when x confessed that the past few years of his life were difficult. he was diagnosed of having bipolar disorder and was struggling to cope with it.
a moment of silence.
then z bluntly asked, "so you're gay?"
i said, "what the fuck, people with bipolar disorder are not necessarily gay. bipolar disorder is.." then as i was about to explain, y (as in y were you ever born in the first place) suddenly interrupted.
"so does that mean, if you're bipolar, that you like both guys and girls?," he said with a mischievous grin.
i slapped my forehead, z was laughing his head off, y was still looking for a confirmation, and x was truning red obviously irritated by the comments of the two. to break the ice, i said to those two numb nuts that "bipolar" means our friend x is turning into a bear that can reside both in the north and south pole.
apparently, sarcasm was not one of y's and z's strongest suits. by this time x was the one laughing his head off. y and z looked terribly puzzled. and we ordered another round of beer.
bipolar disorder, also known as manic-depressive illness, is a brain disorder that causes unusual shifts in a person's mood, energy, and ability to function. different from the normal ups and downs that everyone goes through, the symptoms of bipolar disorder are severe. they can result in damaged relationships, poor performance, and even suicide.
i'm beginning to think i'm bipolar too. now, if i could just figure out which place is better.. north or south pole..
i'm out.
10.29.2004
blah-blahs
just randomly thinking out loud...
... it's sad when someone is unattractive both as a male and a female.
... if your kid looks like ernest borgnine, then your in some serious shit.
... the weather looks summer outside, but it feels like winter in here.
... why do people go on these reality shows? fifteen minutes of fame is not worth that.
... i hate five for fighting. their name sounds like a tough dangerous band, but their music sounds gay.
... i hate creed too!
... velvet revolver is the most dangerous rock band to ever come out in a long while, it says so in their website.
... linkin park is the most dangerous boy band to ever come out period.
... don't they realize that if they think it's cute now, when he's five it'll be a nightmare? correct him!
... where the hell is that letter opener? i just left it here yesterday. damn, the office supplies thief stikes again.
... oh here it is!
... i need to redesign our corporate collaterals.
... hmmm, staplers are overrated.
... i wish i invented post-its.
... crappy speakers + bad music = cranky afternoons
... i have a friend, his name is olie. he has a band. the band's name is funeral daisies.
... band names? we were called purpleflakes once.
... the concept paper's due next week. do i have a problem with that? no.
... awarding is set first week of december. i have a budget. ten grand. what? turon? you serious?
... tell the kids, if they see michael jackson, run, run , run and never look back.
i'm out.
... it's sad when someone is unattractive both as a male and a female.
... if your kid looks like ernest borgnine, then your in some serious shit.
... the weather looks summer outside, but it feels like winter in here.
... why do people go on these reality shows? fifteen minutes of fame is not worth that.
... i hate five for fighting. their name sounds like a tough dangerous band, but their music sounds gay.
... i hate creed too!
... velvet revolver is the most dangerous rock band to ever come out in a long while, it says so in their website.
... linkin park is the most dangerous boy band to ever come out period.
... don't they realize that if they think it's cute now, when he's five it'll be a nightmare? correct him!
... where the hell is that letter opener? i just left it here yesterday. damn, the office supplies thief stikes again.
... oh here it is!
... i need to redesign our corporate collaterals.
... hmmm, staplers are overrated.
... i wish i invented post-its.
... crappy speakers + bad music = cranky afternoons
... i have a friend, his name is olie. he has a band. the band's name is funeral daisies.
... band names? we were called purpleflakes once.
... the concept paper's due next week. do i have a problem with that? no.
... awarding is set first week of december. i have a budget. ten grand. what? turon? you serious?
... tell the kids, if they see michael jackson, run, run , run and never look back.
i'm out.
10.28.2004
so you're seeking for purpose and meaning to all of these ramblings...
met an old friend last night at the mall. he told me he has been reading this blogsite for about two weeks now. he asked what was my purpose for it. he said if i was gunning for popularity, then i should write for a paper or a magazine or any other form of mainstream media to get my so-called "message" across to a wider audience. he even added that nobody seems to be reading the blogsite anyway.
i have to admit. i am the kind of person who doesn't take criticisms (even compliments) very well. by this time i felt my ears turn red. so i calmed down, exhaled, smiled, and answered:
"well, periodically life compels action, description, and witness. and so i write; documenting my existence and being, not to share them, because i know that my life and my thoughts may be of little importance to others. i write because it is a form of exorcism of my inner demons."
ok. ok. that was not exactly how i stated my answer... but it was somewhere between those lines. i took the liberty of editing the expletives out.
i'm out.
i have to admit. i am the kind of person who doesn't take criticisms (even compliments) very well. by this time i felt my ears turn red. so i calmed down, exhaled, smiled, and answered:
"well, periodically life compels action, description, and witness. and so i write; documenting my existence and being, not to share them, because i know that my life and my thoughts may be of little importance to others. i write because it is a form of exorcism of my inner demons."
ok. ok. that was not exactly how i stated my answer... but it was somewhere between those lines. i took the liberty of editing the expletives out.
i'm out.
10.27.2004
email addresses
i couldn't believe some of the email addresses of filipino high school students i have encountered lately. i'm talking about 13-16 year-old kids here. a lot of them are mundane, some of them are amusing, while others are just plain stupid. i have some samples here, you be the judge:
xxlonely_pinayxx@yahoo.com - hmmm... seems like we have a sexually active sophomore here. noticed the x's at the beginning and end of email ad? yeah i did too.
imnotafornicator@yahoo.com - she sure sounds like a fornicator to me.
www.meekgreenleaves@yahoo.com - i think he's not sure whether he'll give the website url or his email ad.
cherrypie_luga@hotmail.com - now this is yucky!
i'll add on to this as i get along reading essay entries from high school students.
i'm out.
xxlonely_pinayxx@yahoo.com - hmmm... seems like we have a sexually active sophomore here. noticed the x's at the beginning and end of email ad? yeah i did too.
imnotafornicator@yahoo.com - she sure sounds like a fornicator to me.
www.meekgreenleaves@yahoo.com - i think he's not sure whether he'll give the website url or his email ad.
cherrypie_luga@hotmail.com - now this is yucky!
i'll add on to this as i get along reading essay entries from high school students.
i'm out.
10.26.2004
time for another round of ...
my list of the best songs i heard for the day (in no particular order or reason):
1. you and i both by jason mraz
2. groove is in the heart by deee-lite
3. birthday by sugarcubes
4. worn me down by rachel yamagata
5. my favorite mistake by sheryl crow
6. all i really want by alanis morissette
7. all star by smash mouth
8. she will be loved by maroon 5
9. the boy with the thorn in his side by the smiths
10. south side by moby
11. brimful of asha by cornershop
12. rollerskate skinny by old 97's
13. clocks by coldplay
14. don't let me down by no doubt
15. please forgive me by david gray
16. mr. jones by counting crows
17. world of a king by david mead
18. the remedy (i won't worry) by jason mraz
19. last kiss by pearl jam
20. am radio by everclear
my list of the worst songs i heard for the day (in no particular order or reason):
1. bigger than my body by john mayer
2. hey baby by no doubt
3. head over heels by the go-go's
4. the reason by hoobastank
5. california by phantom planet
6. bliss by alice peacock
7. beautiful day by U2
8. raspberry beret by prince (or the artist formerly known as such)
9. with arms wide open by creed
10. amazing by george michael
11. runaway train by soul asylum
12. bright lights by matchbox twenty
13. zombie by the cranberries
14. your body is a wonderland by john mayer
15. our lives by the calling
16. when i'm gone by 3 doors down
17. the way you love me (radio remix) by faith hill
18. i'll be by edwin mccain
19. people are people by depeche mode
20. a thousand miles by vanessa carlton
*** all songs were heard over vh1.com's neon radio station. listed songs were classified as "best" or "worst" for the day regardless of its music genre, the artists' sexual orientation, or the taste it left in my mouth. a song was labled "best" because i sang with it out loud while my officemates covered their ears in horror. a song was labled "worst" because my officemates (or an officemate) sang with it while i covered my ears in horror.***
1. you and i both by jason mraz
2. groove is in the heart by deee-lite
3. birthday by sugarcubes
4. worn me down by rachel yamagata
5. my favorite mistake by sheryl crow
6. all i really want by alanis morissette
7. all star by smash mouth
8. she will be loved by maroon 5
9. the boy with the thorn in his side by the smiths
10. south side by moby
11. brimful of asha by cornershop
12. rollerskate skinny by old 97's
13. clocks by coldplay
14. don't let me down by no doubt
15. please forgive me by david gray
16. mr. jones by counting crows
17. world of a king by david mead
18. the remedy (i won't worry) by jason mraz
19. last kiss by pearl jam
20. am radio by everclear
my list of the worst songs i heard for the day (in no particular order or reason):
1. bigger than my body by john mayer
2. hey baby by no doubt
3. head over heels by the go-go's
4. the reason by hoobastank
5. california by phantom planet
6. bliss by alice peacock
7. beautiful day by U2
8. raspberry beret by prince (or the artist formerly known as such)
9. with arms wide open by creed
10. amazing by george michael
11. runaway train by soul asylum
12. bright lights by matchbox twenty
13. zombie by the cranberries
14. your body is a wonderland by john mayer
15. our lives by the calling
16. when i'm gone by 3 doors down
17. the way you love me (radio remix) by faith hill
18. i'll be by edwin mccain
19. people are people by depeche mode
20. a thousand miles by vanessa carlton
*** all songs were heard over vh1.com's neon radio station. listed songs were classified as "best" or "worst" for the day regardless of its music genre, the artists' sexual orientation, or the taste it left in my mouth. a song was labled "best" because i sang with it out loud while my officemates covered their ears in horror. a song was labled "worst" because my officemates (or an officemate) sang with it while i covered my ears in horror.***
you're invited
had a short nap at the office yesterday. about 15 minutes just right before i went to the canteen to have my lunch. it was wierd though. i mean.. the nap.. it was wierd. i woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. i had the wierdest dream. i dreamt of my death. in my dream, i can't remember exactly how i died.. all i know is that it was violent... blood everywhere.. i was in a scuffle.. i was struggling against someone who had a knife of some sort. i was fighting him off. wierd thing there was i wasn't screaming or anything, in my dream, i was laughing. i had this chilling smirk on my face i can't wipe off. one more thing, i could feel the cold steel of the knife enter my body. i was stabbed at my back, my throat, my arm, my leg, my gut, practically everywhere. i could feel the knife but somehow i couldn't feel the pain. i could feel it tear through my flesh... but no pain... no pain at all.
the scenes flashed rappidly. everything was blurry. next thing i know, i am dressed in this black suit. i was clad in all black... black coat, black long-sleeved shirt, black tie, black shoes, black everything. i was standing in the middle of a cemetary. the sky was dark and cloudy, and i can smell the earth like it was about to rain. i was staring at this tombstone... it had my name on it... it also said i died august 29, 2009. then i started crying and laughing at the same time. i took out a cigarette and lit it up. when i was done, i bent over and put off the amber of the stick on my own tombstone. it was wierd. everywhere i looked everything was in color and everything seemed real.
i woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. i couldn't explain what i was feeling yesterday. i couldn't get the date out of my head. august 29, 2009. that's roughly 5 years from now. i'll be 29 by then. well... in case something happens... from now to august 29... i would just like to invite you to my funeral.
i'm out.
the scenes flashed rappidly. everything was blurry. next thing i know, i am dressed in this black suit. i was clad in all black... black coat, black long-sleeved shirt, black tie, black shoes, black everything. i was standing in the middle of a cemetary. the sky was dark and cloudy, and i can smell the earth like it was about to rain. i was staring at this tombstone... it had my name on it... it also said i died august 29, 2009. then i started crying and laughing at the same time. i took out a cigarette and lit it up. when i was done, i bent over and put off the amber of the stick on my own tombstone. it was wierd. everywhere i looked everything was in color and everything seemed real.
i woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. i couldn't explain what i was feeling yesterday. i couldn't get the date out of my head. august 29, 2009. that's roughly 5 years from now. i'll be 29 by then. well... in case something happens... from now to august 29... i would just like to invite you to my funeral.
i'm out.
10.22.2004
before sunrise... before sunset
***
"so listen, here's the deal, this is what we should do, you should get off the train with me here in vienna and come check out the town."
"what?"
"it'll be fun... alright... think about this. jump ahead, ten, twenty years, and your married, and only your marriage doesn't have that same energy that it used to be. you start to think about all those guys you met in your life and what might have happened if you picked up with them."
("c'mon... c'mon")
"let me get my bag"
[Before Sunrise. 1995]
***
i'm not gonna lie. before sunrise is one of my favorite movies of all time. ok.. did i just say that? i have this funny feeling my image is about to be demolished in 3... 2... 1. ok laugh. you done? ok laugh some more. you sure you're done laughing? ok.
yeah yeah i know the movie's cheesy and all, but hey, i love it. wait, did i just use the word "cheesy" and "love" in the same sentence? jesus christ! so i have a soft spot, so what!
well, the movie doesn't exactly have a feel-good, happy-ending, jerry-maguire-ish plot (i know a lot of people who went gaga over jerry maguire). a brief backgrounder for those who don't know:
before sunrise is a 1995 movie of richard linklater (slacker, dazed and confused, the school of rock). the film is about a french grad student named celine (Julie Delpy - a definite schwing babe during her prime! she's now 35 for chrissakes!) and an american boy named jesse (Ethan Hawke) who met on the budapest-vienna train. a chance encounter on the train incites intrigue, and jesse provocatively suggests that celine postpones her return to france and embarks instead on a spontaneous expedition to vienna. in the course of their 14-hour relationship, the two share in their love for the unrehearsed and their appreciation for the unexpected as they explore in a powerful meeting of hearts and minds. they parted before sunrise (hence, the title) without even exchanging numbers and addresses... why? because they thought it would be pathetic and sad to maintain a relationship through phone calls and letters that's why.
the movie had the feel of a real first date, something most of us can relate with. the script was straightforward and unpretentious, it blew me away. 9 years later, the sequel, before sunset, is out.
i thought the ending in before sunrise was perfect. a sad music plays as celine sits in the train headed to france and jesse sits in a bus headed the opposite direction to catch his plane back to america. yes the ending was sad. and it was open too. which got me thinking if the sequel was indeed planned (or implied) during the time they made the first part. if it was indeed planned, why only now? why 9 years after?
all in all, i think before sunset is a fitting closure to what happened to both the characters in the movie who met 9 years ago. closure, again, being a subject that we can all relate to because i think everyone's seeking certain levels of closure for all the issues and concerns they had in the past. on the other hand, i think hang ups or non-closures are one of life's essences. it's a motivational tool, a driving force that enables us to go on. if you need a jolt, sit down, and day dream of all the "what-ifs" and "what-could've-beens" in your life; you could even day dream about the "one-that-got-away." then quickly jump back to reality... i tell you, it can change your perspective in certain things.
anyway, going back to the movie, will i go see the sequel? of course.
i'm out.
"so listen, here's the deal, this is what we should do, you should get off the train with me here in vienna and come check out the town."
"what?"
"it'll be fun... alright... think about this. jump ahead, ten, twenty years, and your married, and only your marriage doesn't have that same energy that it used to be. you start to think about all those guys you met in your life and what might have happened if you picked up with them."
("c'mon... c'mon")
"let me get my bag"
[Before Sunrise. 1995]
***
i'm not gonna lie. before sunrise is one of my favorite movies of all time. ok.. did i just say that? i have this funny feeling my image is about to be demolished in 3... 2... 1. ok laugh. you done? ok laugh some more. you sure you're done laughing? ok.
yeah yeah i know the movie's cheesy and all, but hey, i love it. wait, did i just use the word "cheesy" and "love" in the same sentence? jesus christ! so i have a soft spot, so what!
well, the movie doesn't exactly have a feel-good, happy-ending, jerry-maguire-ish plot (i know a lot of people who went gaga over jerry maguire). a brief backgrounder for those who don't know:
before sunrise is a 1995 movie of richard linklater (slacker, dazed and confused, the school of rock). the film is about a french grad student named celine (Julie Delpy - a definite schwing babe during her prime! she's now 35 for chrissakes!) and an american boy named jesse (Ethan Hawke) who met on the budapest-vienna train. a chance encounter on the train incites intrigue, and jesse provocatively suggests that celine postpones her return to france and embarks instead on a spontaneous expedition to vienna. in the course of their 14-hour relationship, the two share in their love for the unrehearsed and their appreciation for the unexpected as they explore in a powerful meeting of hearts and minds. they parted before sunrise (hence, the title) without even exchanging numbers and addresses... why? because they thought it would be pathetic and sad to maintain a relationship through phone calls and letters that's why.
the movie had the feel of a real first date, something most of us can relate with. the script was straightforward and unpretentious, it blew me away. 9 years later, the sequel, before sunset, is out.
i thought the ending in before sunrise was perfect. a sad music plays as celine sits in the train headed to france and jesse sits in a bus headed the opposite direction to catch his plane back to america. yes the ending was sad. and it was open too. which got me thinking if the sequel was indeed planned (or implied) during the time they made the first part. if it was indeed planned, why only now? why 9 years after?
all in all, i think before sunset is a fitting closure to what happened to both the characters in the movie who met 9 years ago. closure, again, being a subject that we can all relate to because i think everyone's seeking certain levels of closure for all the issues and concerns they had in the past. on the other hand, i think hang ups or non-closures are one of life's essences. it's a motivational tool, a driving force that enables us to go on. if you need a jolt, sit down, and day dream of all the "what-ifs" and "what-could've-beens" in your life; you could even day dream about the "one-that-got-away." then quickly jump back to reality... i tell you, it can change your perspective in certain things.
anyway, going back to the movie, will i go see the sequel? of course.
i'm out.
10.21.2004
me, the devil, and two grande mochas
fell out of grace
fell out of favor
but you claim to be
always in season
always in fashion
misunderstood
taken out of context
but you claim to have
fought for freedom
fought for passion
the burden of mankind
has been long blamed
on your ilk
yet you welcome each
and everyone's guilt
as it was your own
the end has come
now man will see
that you are
the only humanist this
species will ever know
fell out of favor
but you claim to be
always in season
always in fashion
misunderstood
taken out of context
but you claim to have
fought for freedom
fought for passion
the burden of mankind
has been long blamed
on your ilk
yet you welcome each
and everyone's guilt
as it was your own
the end has come
now man will see
that you are
the only humanist this
species will ever know
10.20.2004
jesus christ!
i got this email from one of my former classmates. it read:
Dear All, A disgusting film is set to appear in America later this year, which depicts Jesus and his disciples as homosexuals! As a play, this has already been in theatres for a while. It's called "Corpus Christi" which means "The Christ Body." It's a revolting mockery of our Lord. But we can make a difference. That's why I am sending this e-mail to you all. Will you please add your name to the bottom of the list at the end of thise-mail? If you do, we will be able to prevent this film from showing in the Philippines. Apparently, some regions in Europe have already banned the> film. All we Need is a lot of signatures! Remember: Jesus said, "Deny me on earth and I'll deny you before my Father". Please don't just forward it! Please copy this message "Ctrl C". Paste the text in a new e-mail "Ctrl V", then add your name to the list and send it to all your friends. When the list you sign reaches 500 names, please send it to: homasg@softhome.net
***
my reply was:
hey hey hey, wait just a darn minute. not so fast. what in the name of jaime cardinal sin is going on here? whatever happened to freedom of expression? artistic license? freedom of religion? the separtion of the church and the state, and all those motherhood statements our very constitution upholds? have you seen the play / movie to be THAT judgemental about it? i mean c'mon, we're all adults here capable of deciding for ourselves what is right and what is wrong, am i correct? if people don't like the movie, then they can just NOT watch it. you don't need to set up a smear campaign. the producers of the movie have every right to show the movie just as you have every right to profess your faith. and you don't have to threaten us with words like: "Remember:Jesus said, "Deny me on earth and I'll deny you before my Father". how can we form a world free of biases and judgements if we brand the film (even without seeing it yet) as disgusting, and worse, because of homosexuality.
this email is insane. and i will not be a part of this.
Dear All, A disgusting film is set to appear in America later this year, which depicts Jesus and his disciples as homosexuals! As a play, this has already been in theatres for a while. It's called "Corpus Christi" which means "The Christ Body." It's a revolting mockery of our Lord. But we can make a difference. That's why I am sending this e-mail to you all. Will you please add your name to the bottom of the list at the end of thise-mail? If you do, we will be able to prevent this film from showing in the Philippines. Apparently, some regions in Europe have already banned the> film. All we Need is a lot of signatures! Remember: Jesus said, "Deny me on earth and I'll deny you before my Father". Please don't just forward it! Please copy this message "Ctrl C". Paste the text in a new e-mail "Ctrl V", then add your name to the list and send it to all your friends. When the list you sign reaches 500 names, please send it to: homasg@softhome.net
***
my reply was:
hey hey hey, wait just a darn minute. not so fast. what in the name of jaime cardinal sin is going on here? whatever happened to freedom of expression? artistic license? freedom of religion? the separtion of the church and the state, and all those motherhood statements our very constitution upholds? have you seen the play / movie to be THAT judgemental about it? i mean c'mon, we're all adults here capable of deciding for ourselves what is right and what is wrong, am i correct? if people don't like the movie, then they can just NOT watch it. you don't need to set up a smear campaign. the producers of the movie have every right to show the movie just as you have every right to profess your faith. and you don't have to threaten us with words like: "Remember:Jesus said, "Deny me on earth and I'll deny you before my Father". how can we form a world free of biases and judgements if we brand the film (even without seeing it yet) as disgusting, and worse, because of homosexuality.
this email is insane. and i will not be a part of this.
documentarist or documentarian? help me out
Our quote for the day comes from Fahrenheit 9/11's director / producer and one of the world's most respected documentarists (or is it documentarian?) Michael Moore. He once said:
"I would like to apologize for referring to George W. Bush as a 'deserter.' What I meant to say is that George W. Bush is a deserter, an election thief, a drunk driver, a WMD liar, and a functional illiterate. And he poops his pants. "
"I would like to apologize for referring to George W. Bush as a 'deserter.' What I meant to say is that George W. Bush is a deserter, an election thief, a drunk driver, a WMD liar, and a functional illiterate. And he poops his pants. "
10.19.2004
yesterday was a blast
had the opportunity to spend some time with friends yesterday at marlon and janice's wedding. sev, arvin, marvin, ruel, harold, and m3 were there. yeah we had fun didn't we guys? especially the part when we asked the couple (in front of their parents and grandparents hehehehe) what the color of their respective undies were the first time they did "it." that was a blast.
till next time compadres. remember, i do hold an annual get-together over at my place during new year's day.
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till next time compadres. remember, i do hold an annual get-together over at my place during new year's day.
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what the hell is this?
i am moody and pensive today, to the point where any sane person would call it depression. but then, I've never been accused of sanity.
how i got to this mood of mine is puzzling. i woke up fine. was a happy camper until 8 a.m. then i saw the work i left over the weekend piled at my office. darn depressing day this is.
i'm out.
how i got to this mood of mine is puzzling. i woke up fine. was a happy camper until 8 a.m. then i saw the work i left over the weekend piled at my office. darn depressing day this is.
i'm out.
10.17.2004
wind-up clocks
and somewhere near the end, i realised i was speaking to a spirit. his warnings having being meant to prevent me from ever finding out. i should have been, scared, but i was not. and i just took his hand and walked to the end of the road. i asked "why are you still here?" his smile was so small, so sad and so wistful. "in the end, we all stay on. there is no where else. no heaven, no hell. just wanderings in the same tiny day." he said. i would really have liked to hold him a little bit more. but i walked on, sun rising and life hurrying past me; i felt so very sad. here i am, going on. there they were, wind-up clocks.'
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*for past blogs, click on the archives*
he's getting married
one of my best buds, marlon (or cardz as lots of us usually call him), will be getting married on 18th october. i had the privilege of meeting his wife-to-be, janice, just a while ago. we (marv, sev, arvin, vida, and the others) met the couple at the mall. we were on a last-minute scamper mode to scout for wedding gifts on a sunday afternoon.
all i can say is marlon's wife is adorable and i really think my friend will be happy to spend the rest of his life with her.
congratulations guys and we wish you all the best. a piece of advice: marriage is a difficult thing. i shit you not. i've been married for four years now for crying out loud.
i have no intentions of scaring the living day lights out of you both but you have to understand the reality of two utterly different people about to make a commitment to be together for the rest of their lives. in fact, getting married is the easiest part of it all. you go get a judge / priest to ratify the act and have some witnesses to stand in as proof of your commitments. you exchange vows and say i do. then kiss each other and party the rest of the reception away. but what happens next will be the true measure of commitment and love.
you must remember to always, and i mean always, communicate with each other. love and money are a distant second compared to an open, sincere, and healthy communication process between the both of you. always iron things out. never leave anything, no matter how petty or juvinile it might seem, undiscussed. always converse and make each other laugh. you'll see, everything will fall into place.
another note: contrary to earlier reports, i will not sing at your wedding tomorrow. why? i've to much respect for the vows of matrimony thank you very much; plus i wouldn't want anyone to have an upset stomach during the party just because of my crooning.
i'm out.
*for past blogs, click on the archives*
all i can say is marlon's wife is adorable and i really think my friend will be happy to spend the rest of his life with her.
congratulations guys and we wish you all the best. a piece of advice: marriage is a difficult thing. i shit you not. i've been married for four years now for crying out loud.
i have no intentions of scaring the living day lights out of you both but you have to understand the reality of two utterly different people about to make a commitment to be together for the rest of their lives. in fact, getting married is the easiest part of it all. you go get a judge / priest to ratify the act and have some witnesses to stand in as proof of your commitments. you exchange vows and say i do. then kiss each other and party the rest of the reception away. but what happens next will be the true measure of commitment and love.
you must remember to always, and i mean always, communicate with each other. love and money are a distant second compared to an open, sincere, and healthy communication process between the both of you. always iron things out. never leave anything, no matter how petty or juvinile it might seem, undiscussed. always converse and make each other laugh. you'll see, everything will fall into place.
another note: contrary to earlier reports, i will not sing at your wedding tomorrow. why? i've to much respect for the vows of matrimony thank you very much; plus i wouldn't want anyone to have an upset stomach during the party just because of my crooning.
i'm out.
*for past blogs, click on the archives*
10.15.2004
kulot
Kulot
Kulot -
Kadilimang bumabalot,
Sa minsa'y isang tuwid na damdamin.
Baluktot -
Buhol-buhol at nakalukot,
Sa harapan ng katotohanang kung tawagin ay salamin.
Sino ang pipiliin?
Sino ang mamahalin?
Si Juan?
Huwag, ayaw ng pamayanan.
Si Maria?
Huwag, ayaw ng aking kaluluwa.
Kulot at baluktot -
Na kasarian at pag-iisip
At mga nag-gagandahang nakatikwas na daliri.
Wala namang tuwid na damdamin dito,
Patuloy na paghuhusga lamang,
Patuloy na pagkukunwari.
(this poem was done in collaboration with audrey beltran and aisha de guzman. i remember we were all excited because we finally decided to push through with the production of KUWADERNO. so while bumming around, we thought of publishing a collaborative work. the poem stinks actually, but i like it a lot.)
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Kulot -
Kadilimang bumabalot,
Sa minsa'y isang tuwid na damdamin.
Baluktot -
Buhol-buhol at nakalukot,
Sa harapan ng katotohanang kung tawagin ay salamin.
Sino ang pipiliin?
Sino ang mamahalin?
Si Juan?
Huwag, ayaw ng pamayanan.
Si Maria?
Huwag, ayaw ng aking kaluluwa.
Kulot at baluktot -
Na kasarian at pag-iisip
At mga nag-gagandahang nakatikwas na daliri.
Wala namang tuwid na damdamin dito,
Patuloy na paghuhusga lamang,
Patuloy na pagkukunwari.
(this poem was done in collaboration with audrey beltran and aisha de guzman. i remember we were all excited because we finally decided to push through with the production of KUWADERNO. so while bumming around, we thought of publishing a collaborative work. the poem stinks actually, but i like it a lot.)
*for past blogs, click on the archives*
finally an answer
a friend of mine, potato joe, gave an answer to my engaging question:
which is better green papaya or yellow papaya?
he told me he would like to qualify his answer:
"the green papaya is good for pinikpikan. and the yellow papaya is good for breast enhancement / enlargement. "
wow! kudos potato joe for answering in such a deep and analytic manner. while it is true that green papaya is good for pinikpikan (a native filipino delicacy), i am not sure if indeed the yellow / ripe variety does enhance breast size (or shape).
thank you very much for your opinion.
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which is better green papaya or yellow papaya?
he told me he would like to qualify his answer:
"the green papaya is good for pinikpikan. and the yellow papaya is good for breast enhancement / enlargement. "
wow! kudos potato joe for answering in such a deep and analytic manner. while it is true that green papaya is good for pinikpikan (a native filipino delicacy), i am not sure if indeed the yellow / ripe variety does enhance breast size (or shape).
thank you very much for your opinion.
*for past blogs, click on the archives*
10.13.2004
quote for the day
our quote for the day comes from multi-billionaire and The Apprentice executive producer Donald Trump:
"Do you mind if I sit back a little? Because your breath is very bad. "
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"Do you mind if I sit back a little? Because your breath is very bad. "
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need some answers
in a world of change, uncertainty, poverty, oppression, hunger, greed, terror, and cynicism...
please satisfy this question that behooves a sensible and engaging answer...
which is better, green papaya or yellow papaya?
ok you don't have to answer that.
*for past blogs, click on the archives*
please satisfy this question that behooves a sensible and engaging answer...
which is better, green papaya or yellow papaya?
ok you don't have to answer that.
*for past blogs, click on the archives*
i've been out
yes i have. for approximately 3 weeks i think. now i'm back. now to get my shit together and post some decent blogs. hmmm.. let me think okay. for a minute, for a minute...
let me get back to you.
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let me get back to you.
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