It’s Long Overdue, THE Update.

It’s been ages since I visited this blog, and eons ago since I updated. What’s up?

 

-         I have become too discriminative with the music I listen to, especially lyrics wise. I find a lot of the English songs quite, corny, mediocre that I do not listen to radio anymore. It used to be that I tune in to certain stations because of the music, and I hate the talk. Now I appreciate the talk more than the music…well, save for those dj’s who cant really talk with sense. Heck, they can’t even complete a coherent English sentence without faltering or sounding like they flunked grammar way back in grade school! Sheesh.

 

-         I love anything Japanese now, more than I ever did before. The live action versions of popular mangas, the mangos, the food, fashion and the uber kewl language. I dream of going to Japan sometime in the future and visiting the Akihabara district.

 

-         I do not know anymore what the inside of a cinema looks like; it seems like a lifetime ago since I watched a film. Those anticipated flicks have lost its magic, for some reason. I don’t know.

 

-         My hair, it’s the most radical haircut I ever got since… I can’t remember. Haha! Punk anime. I look like a boy. The mornings are the worst, they’re standing up on ends and I look like one of those super saiyans in Dragonball Z. ack!

 

-         I actually like one local TV series…the Filipinized Kim Sam Soon. It’s effing funny, mainly because it has a great cast, very talented actors and actresses, and a funny script. Here is a video of one of my favorite scenes so far. LOL

 

-         http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5wIJ7YMyOAM

 

-         I am currently dealing with, hanging out with people who have been trying my patience and offending my sensibilities lately. Ah, but that’s another story in another post. Which I hope I will have the time to do, soon.

 

That’s it for now. Busy day ahead. I just want to tell whoever reads this blog that I am still alive

another poser in a controversy

The issue of the moment, which should definitely alarm KSP’s like Kris, Gretchen and Ruffa, is Malu “the ultimate poser” Fernandez. Brandishing her bigotry via a travel article (?) she wrote on her column in People Asia magazine and a supposed defense (?) giving a laughable alibi (acerbic wit?) on Manila Standard, this woman has caught the ire of a huge number of bloggers, and just about anyone whose brains are bigger than their boobs. I echo the thoughts posted by other bloggers, so articulately and intelligently put. Which only goes to show that yes, they do read stuff thicker than magazines. Read on: 

http://www.antonisat.blogspot.com/ 

http://chiaroscuro99.livejournal.com/4514.html 

http://www.allan-duncan.com/2007/08/21/illusions-of-grandeur/ 

there’s a lot more reactions, a whole list even, which you can find here: 

http://pedestrianobserver.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-on-diva-or-was-it-di-na-bale-never.html 

I may not have a lot to say about the whole controversy except that I agree with most points stated by the other bloggers, but one greta thing that I realized is how this whole hullabaloo sort of created an assembly and united a lot of Filipinos. And how in spite of everything that’s going on, most doesn’t think we’re hopeless, and are still proud to be Pinoy.

missing something

I haven’t been in contact with friends for the past couple of weeks. Well, I have yet to get a new cell phone and most of them doesn’t seem to check their email or go on YM anyway so I am not really sure if they knew. Honestly though, it feels good.  Not having a cell phone for awhile now has given me this sense of freedom. I swear having one is like having a ver demanding lover. And a chronic compulsion.  You know when you have to reply to messages or take calls even in the most inappropriate (board meetings or classrooms) or dangerous (while shopping in greenhills or divi) of places, at the most inconvenient times (midnight, dawn) even at the most uncomfortable situations (while looking for your flipflops under your bed). The things I miss about it is the camera and the video recording feature I am one of those who love such features cos of the way it gets my creative juices flowing, and how I can preserve inspirations and memories. God knows how many photos and videos I’ve taken while onboard the LRT, or while inside the cab (one driver even thought I’m a film director, and was gracious enough to drive me through places with a “nice view”) Cell phones have become a really affordable and easy way to enhance one’s creativity. And being someone who derives inspiration from just about anything – the loss was quite a big one. But I shall get a new one in the next week or two, and I can’t wait! I am still canvassing and checking out features and reading product reviews. A 2 megapixel phone is enough (my last one was 1.3) and 64mb internal memory is good enough (I upload the files immediately, edit and convert them anyway). I will get another Sony Ericsson phone and still deciding if I will get a plan subscription or just get a prepaid SIM. And I don’t know how else I’m gonna do it but I shall take extra care so that this phone will not be stolen! I swear if there is any product like a burglar alarm that you can attach to your cell phone I am so gonna buy it!

blue moon

There will be a second full moon this coming Saturday, June 30. otherwise called the blue moon, as it occurs only every four years, a lot of myths surround this phenomena. It does inspire writers and artists but what’s most notable is how the blue moon always has something to do with one’s er, love life.

They say that if you are recently brokenhearted at the time of a blue moon, then that means it’ll take a long tiem before you can get over the pain. While if you are with someone, then it is said that it means you’ll stay longer, even forever. So, as a friend would put it – you’ll either be forever blue, or your love is true. Ngek!

Whatever, it is going to be my first time to actually see a blue moon, so i am pretty excited. I hope i can take good photos, or better yet i hope i can come up with a nice written piece

because less is more ;-)

There comes a point when complaining and bitching and just plainly whining about things that are going on, or people that pisses you off, gets exhausting. I guess over the past few weeks I am slowly reaching that point and you know what? It’s actually been doing me good. It’s not that there is anything wrong about voicing out opinions cos after all, it is everyone’s constitutional right. But when one gets slowly consumed by it and it becomes a compulsion that’s when one’s got to stop and look oneself in the mirror and ask “what the fuck am I doing?” 

I have bitched, complained, whined about things and people so many times in the past and reading them now gives me this intolerable feeling of exhaustion after each paragraph. I am one annoying biatch. And unconsciously I have become the very person or thing I have complained about. 

Maybe it’s the rainy season that’s making me reflect and come to this epiphany. Nevertheless, as I have said earlier it has been doing me good. Like the promised effects of a beauty product I have always wanted to try. I can see the results each time I wake up.  

I am not about to become as optimistic and unrealistically perky as a cheerleader on crack but at least now, I know better than to succumb to unnecessary emotions that will have me venting to the nearest available person about how much this or that thing sucks, or how and why this or that person annoys the hell out of me. It should not be too difficult to get rid of such unnecessary reactions. After all, there are a lot of things I can do with all the time and energy I used to expend on all that bitching. 

Oh yeah the rainy season, officially manifesting itself more than the scorching heat of summer is turning me into a bitch, but for better reasons. Yes, there is such a thing, or person. Hee, whatever. But I am loving it. Really.

Is It Just Me? Or What…

I could cite the following reasons:

- clash of principles (they play safe, I choose to fight; they settle for what’s given them, while I won’t stop till I am truly fullfilled)

- differences in opinions (let’s just say that they’re republicans and I am a democrat, sort of. They’re either admin or opposition while I am the third force)

- new priorities (they are all thinking of settling down, while I continue to reach for bigger dreams and aim for bigger pursuits)- ch-ch-changes (which they somehow resent, while I welcome them with open arms)

When you find yourself becoming an individual and striving for what you believe in or try to attain your goals in life, sometimes the people who seem close to you drift away.As one matures, one finds that those around them sometimes are standing still and they have outgrown them.Drifting apart from your friends happens its a way of life.

But when its slowly happening and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it, it slowly starts to rip away at you. Sorta like walking to your own death. You see it coming yet you continue to walk. I don’t know anymore. As I continue to drift I wonder is it me or everybody else? Will I drift beyond reach? Or will the promise of sweet drizzles and cold rainshowers bring hope again? Real independence, indeed, has a price.

3 things…again

1. i just received an email from the institution where i finished my grade school to give an “inspirational” talk to this year’s graduating students. This will take place during a week long event where they invite guests from high schools and colleges, and members of the alumni. The students get to ask questions too. The thing is – me? Give an inspirational talk? I know about 30% of my teachers then are still there, and they all know what kind of kid i was. Oh dear, if only the kids knew what a little devil i was then (i get sent to the guidance office a lot for beating up boys, that’s despite being quite frail and tiny. Hehehe.) i am sure nobody will ever listen to me talk.;-)

 

2. yesterday i spent hours walking around ShnagriLa with my friend i was ranting about on a previous post. Turns out she was transferred to a different work schedule and therefore she will no longer see this married guy she’s into. She was telling me how she had been crying over it, and i just listened. And still listened when she began gushing about him and telling me stuff about him. She was all giddy and kilig, and i would just give the proper reaction so as not to upset her. But without telling her that i think the transfer is a wake up call, and god’s way of telling her she should just forget about whatever it is she has for the guy. I told her that every chance i got although i am not sure she really absorbed them cos she’s like “Listen to me..you know this one time… blah blah blah”… GRRRRHH, i cannot believe she is really considering dating a married man!

 

3. Guilty pleasures: okay, so my friends would think this is really icky or baduy, but i have bookmarked the Philippine Entertainment portal’s website and have been having a blast reading it… but not really enjoying the local showbiz chismis but the reader’s comments! God, they’re funny! My favorite so far was this item about Ylmaz Bektas calling Ruffa Gutierrez “Brutus”, where comments ranges from Ruffa-Annabelle bashing to – a discussion of Roman history and literature! Tee hee. Check check check it out! www.pep.ph