Thoughts on Election 3.

When will it ever end?

Not to worry, I can promise you this is the third and final installment of this series. Don't blame me, presidential elections only come ever so often and this one's particularly important because it's the one where my generation gets to start voting and be part of the country's history.

Christopher Nolan's The Joker once said to one of the mob bosses, "All you care about is money. This city deserves a better class of criminal, and I'm gonna give it to them." and that may have been the most sensible thing he has ever said in the film. Even The Joker sticks to his criminal code. I've thought about it a lot and I realized that Gotham City pre-Batman intervention isn't very different from our country. Too bad mob bosses translate to politicians and terrorists in our context, and it would be exceptionally difficult to go all vigilante and beat some sense into and the money-grubbing out of these candidates. Another thing about The Joker's statement, is if you replace the word 'criminal' with 'leader', then it obviously becomes something positive. The statement becomes a code to live by, a beacon of hope for others, and a sliver of hope to those who long for better governance. Just saying, yet again. I'm actually getting tired of caring about the grown-up stuff so, what I will do now is list down the things I came up with when I played "If I were President, I would..." game with myself (I know. Lame.).

• Declare that the second and fourth quarters of the year be tax-free. We should all give ourselves a break during summer and Christmas, and not be stingy about it. We deserve it.
• Deduct those tax cuts evenly from every government official's pork barrel. They'd be delighted to hear that, won't they? I think I will have to hire every assassin in the country first before they do. Then employ every security agency, perhaps?
• Make a way to sever ties with ADB, WB, UN and other seemingly important organizations which only made politicians the worst gamblers in the history of gambling, and made dreamers and artists look bad with their fantasies and imagination.
• Deport all foreigners working in the country when our very own talent could be employed. That would definitely reduce unemployment rate. Or not. At least I know I really patronize my country's own. Filipino pride, baby.
• Declare that political ads be a crime, with a sentence consisting of jail time and community service involving the sanitation of either the Manila Bay or the Pasig River, depending on how much money has been spent. I believe we already have enough bullshit to deal with on our own, and we don't need to see and/or hear someone broadcasting theirs.
• Declare that "reality tv shows" (which is a contradiction by the way, and a friend can attest to that) be banned from broadcasting on all local channels. If anyone wanted an actual reality tv show, they should get a video camera, and record all of the events happening to their lives and watch it. I'm serious. Never been more serious.
• Donate all government vehicles to provincial public schools as school bus service for the benefit of the children who live great distances away, and have to walk barefoot because they have no choice. I've seen a lot of government vehicles in my life as a driver, a commuter and as a passenger in my dad's cars. Alarmingly, with the use of simple deduction one can conclude that most of the people entrusted with their vehicles so there will be convenience in the matters of transportation, aren't doing anything even remotely close for the welfare of the people. Recently, I saw one particular white Innova with a red plate carrying a family in Baguio. I don't see any valid arguments for the plaintiff's defense. Case is closed.
• Deal with the insecurities of the Southerners waging war on their fellow countrymen when they should be bombing the hell out of the corporations who enjoy exploiting third-world countries and flaunting their "success". *cough*Microsoft*cough*
• Make it clear to every other non-free port country out there that nothing is special with their country, and we're not missing out; they are. Therefore, with that statement I will declare that every other non-free port country will have to get visas first before having the right to set foot in THE COUNTRY. With that thought, all shares of foreigners in domestic corporations will be seized under the notion of trespass. In your face, white boys. You just got served. And by the way, I am speaking in your tongue so you can fathom my contempt for your people right now. That's right, I'm racist like that. Don't worry, it'll pass. With a couple of drinks or so.

*damn it, I promised no more grown-up stuff! oh well...*

• Declare that the last Friday of January be "National Children's Day" (LONG WEEKEND BABY!). We love the line "Ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan" so much it's so overused but we don't celebrate them. And we forget that we all were children once, so here's to us all. It will be mandated that acting all grown-up is a felony on this day. No scolding, no butt-spanking whatsoever. All grounding punishments handed out will be lifted temporarily and resume the following week.
• Declare that the Republic of the Philippines celebrate Mardi Gras or "Fat Tuesday" if you will, nationwide (well, at least the Roman Catholics of the country). I fail to see why we brag about being "the only Southeast Asian country with majority of the population being Christians" and not include this in our festivities, as well as St. Patrick's Day (which by the way if I might add, would be a very nice addition SINCE WE ALSO HAVE RAINBOWS IN OUR COUNTRY? We all know that there's a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow, and with that pot of gold is a leprechaun waiting to vanish to another dimension.. and we all know that leprechauns are Irish, right? RIGHT?).
• Declare that April 16 be April Skeptic's/Thinker's Day (I haven't really decided what to go with yet). It's only fair that the intellectuals get their day too, you know. I must warn the good citizens however, "Heads up, I can't imagine how this day can actually be fun right now. Applaud the brilliant minds who attempt and manage to do so though.".
• Declare that Labor Day be henceforth known as Non-Labor Day (when did we all get confused about celebrating a day of work by not working?).
• Declare that... oh wait, we already have a holiday for June... uh let's see... Oh what do you know, August 5 is International Beer Day! I'm not saying that we don't need Oktoberfest; we do. We just need to keep up with the concept of Globalization, and this has nothing to do with pointless merry-making whatsoever. And besides, Oktoberfest is biased with a single corporation; now every company who brews beer can have a fair chance of getting the world drunk—I mean, uh.. Drink moderately guys. Thanks. We don't want August 6 to be International Vomit Cleaning Day. Or maybe we do.
• Declare that it be mandatory to observe International Talk Like A Pirate Day (that's on September 19). And while we're at it, we might as well walk, sing, dance, laugh, think, act like a pirate. Rum is optional, but highly recommended. Marines are exempted from this ordeal, as well as any benefits and promotions, and are mandated to be in full uniform on duty and on the highest alert on this important day. Defecting to piracy may be an option for marines upon taking oath on the pirate code but they will be under the strictest probationary rules, such as but not limited to being subject to "the captain's orders".
• Declare that on World Food Day which falls on October 16, everyone is tasked to make sure at least everyone in the country has had a bite to eat, under the pain of death. A social death, that is. Epic guilt-tripping to no end.
• Declare the floor open to suggestions for other important holidays. These will be scrutinized thoroughly and impartially. Please take note that the office will only be accepting holidays for jubilation, not those that will be subject to ridicule and mockery such as "Bury a pet day" or "No underpants day" or "Brainfreeze day" or pray not... "JEJEMON DAY" which will otherwise be simply known forever by my office as "Armageddon".

Thank you. My multi-personality administration was and will always be happy to serve you.

First Post Ever - Old School Story

Sorry guys! It took me so long to post! I finally got the hang of this again so yeah!
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I'm too tired to check how the other guys started writing here, and if there are introductions made. Anyway, I'm Lawrence Lorico and I am an Utak Merienda writer. Haha. For my first post ever, I'd like to share one of the weirdest things that happened to me in DLSU. This story is extremely memorable as it was one for the TIB blog that I never got to posting.

This was way back during 3rd year college I think. I stayed late in school because I had to do something org or academic related, I forget. As usual, I go out of north gate and wait for my ever trusty bensan bus to take me home to Las Pinas. I sit comfortably in my seat by the middle (of the three seater part), thinking "I'm going hoooome, to the place where I beloooong". Then this huge guy enters the bus a few minutes later. For the purposes of this story let's call him chico-man. Beside me was the last seat available and chico-man did not notice. He stood one to two seats away, and me thinking I was being nice, moved over and let him sit beside me.

BIG MISTAKE.

Apparently, chico-man was drunk as hell. Probably had a tuesday club session with whoever he's drinking with. Damn shit smelled bad, his hair was sweaty and greasy, and fuckin dude was a big guy and took much of the seat. I had one hour plus on this bus! So fine he's sitting there, I try to sleep to shrug it off. Then I guess he was thinking the same so he tries to sleep also.

He sleeps just like this:



I try to shrug him off. He moves. Then after 5 minutes:



Again. and Again. and Again. (Yes, I took pictures. Chico-man was too dead to notice)

Worse, he was motioning like he was going to vomit. No way you vomiting on me dude. I'm wearing corporate. This is an expensive polo! And I shrug him off a little more aggressively. He sleeps off my shoulder, FINALLY. But we were near SM Southmall already by then.

I went down, and he was left there in the bus (until the station I assume.)

So, moral lesson: Don't share seats. It's bad for you, especially at 11pm onwards.
To all the people in the world, please don't commute when you're drunk. It's bad for you and everyone around you. Really. I've done it before and bad results. Okay? Yeah? No more drunk commuting? Great!

XOXO
Mwahugz

tenk u p0whz ahjejejejeje

LTM

Thoughts on Election 2.

Oh no, not another one.

You all knew this was coming, as implied by the title of the previous post.

Some years ago when I was trying to catch up with the games I missed through a pirate genius' invention called "Emulators", there was this old game entitled 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' based on the novel of the same name that I grew quite fond of playing, mainly because it was a strategy game and I loved strategy games. This game puts you in charge of a definite population, a tribe as populous as our country's cities today, but not entirely a nation yet as that is the game's goal, ultimately unifying all of ancient china under your rule. For a ruler such as yourself, money back then meant only a few things:
• for manufacturing weapons for defense and conquering other tribes,
• for patronizing the farmers and sustaining a stable growth in agriculture as food keeps your army in tip-top, fit-for-fighting shape,
• for building a stronger infrastructure so as to prevent catastrophic damages from floods and earthquakes,
• for having an emergency fund in case there is a drought, a famine or a plague causing distress on your people,
• for bribing and invoking defection among important, high-ranking and influential people in other tribes to aid in your cause (I had a ruler defect to my cause, effectively gaining all of their tribe's land, resources and armies), and
• for rewarding the loyalty of your men, and occasionally treating the masses for their collective efforts in nation-building (could be done by giving the families either food or gold, or by lowering tax rates if the monies are overabundant-yes, this can happen if you know how to be thrifty or you have an immense knack and skill for plunder).

To win the game, you must have the support of the majority of the country. Being selfish and wanting to keep all the money to yourself isn't gonna cut it. Using it to keep the nation happy and as one will.

Did I manage to get my point across and make it stick? No? Well, what I'm trying to say is that if trying to win the hearts of the masses, I won't make the agencies rich by splurging on TV, radio, all-nonsense Internet commercials, print ads and all these trash that would add to my problems later on if I win. Instead, I would spend my campaign fund helping the masses, one province and one city at a time. The campaign period is long, but the "presence ads" hung around longer even before and that didn't come dirt-cheap to these candidates. Presidential candidates in the U.S. traveled to each of the States and held conferences to try and win them over, joined the rallies of minorities and advocacy groups and maybe told less bullshit to the country. What if the candidates with all that money started doing relatively small but great-impact helpfulness to the masses? What if someone could say to those candidates, "While you were shooting that TV commercial, I was building a new Gawad Kalinga community and giving out stock medicines to various baranggays" or "While you were recording those radio plugs, I was busy ordering a construction of a public hospital up north. And buying shoes for children who walk bare-foot to school on oven-baked pavements everyday who believe that what they do will make life better for themselves in the future, but will they have it with YOU around?". These candidates use money to get their faces and their voices recognized throughout the whole archipelago and use lovely words concocted by the ad agencies just to tell the people to vote for them. As someone had jokingly defined what advertising is, said "it is the art of convincing people to buy the things they don't need", it may most likely be the same with all these campaigns. Words are powerful as they can be the catalyst to change, but what if everyone assumed they were all empty in the first place? We're not talking about Jesus Christ here, who refutes "seeing is believing". We're talking about people like us, who are most likely to change given absolutely the most powerful position of the nation. Even I am at qualms with positions of power as I tend to be materialistic sometimes and I am afraid to see myself at my worst. I have a hard time keeping to a code of honor and nobility because I understood a long time ago that life is unfair, and I might relish a macabre moment to deal this unfairness to others. But it goes both ways too, and I know I will choose to make a legacy out of doing the right thing instead of fighting for top rank next to the past evil patriarchs of the world.

In defeat, a villain quoted the 26th verse of the evangelist Matthew's 16th chapter, saying "For what profit is it to a man if he gains the whole world and loses his own soul?" and acknowledging that he had been wrong and he deserved the consequences of his actions. Afterward, the protagonist left the other protagonists a clear message, stating "Remember, the only thing necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.". My weapon is the keyboard, I'm trying to do my part by blogging about it.

Thoughts on Election 1.

Hitting the sack really has the mind going places. A good friend sent me a text message to watch the senatoriables' debate airing on a prominent local broadcasting channel. My first reaction was, "I didn't register dude 'coz I know it wouldn't matter anyway, and I'm sorry for the complete lack of enthusiasm" so I didn't bother to pick up the remote control lying at an arm's reach. Instead, it got me thinking what that channel would normally air on that time slot if it wasn't voting season. What I deduced from that situation is that the TV station literally cleared up one of their shows just to make room for this which means there are viewers, and when there's an audience, there's money (thank the advertisers for this). I know there's a degree of importance when some people start to make money out of it. Personally, I don't like governance because of the way it twisted the word 'politics' in most countries, which was by the way put into positive light the very first time by my political science professor, but the nearer the election date draws near, the more I can't not think about it.

One of the many things I learned from J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings Trilogy is that you must take it very seriously, dead-serious even when you are destined to rule over a race, because you are thrust with the power to lead a nation to flourish or to its peril. History is literally in your hands. There is a saying I happened upon on the Recess cartoon (a long time ago) that goes, "Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely" and Sauron's character is the very personification of that, doing anything and everything to stay on top, selfish and unmindful of others, treating them all as "expendable". Aragorn on the other hand, is very much aware of the sins of his ancestors and is terrified of the possibility that the innate greed that runs deep in his blood might catch him off guard and spring forth, fueling time and again the perpetuation of evil, so he shuns away from the temptation of power and longs for the peace that was snatched from the races that fought and died for it. Even though he was insecure about it, there were others who believed in him because he possessed king-like attributes, namely:
• Nobility - He understands the word 'Honor' and lives by it. In these deceitful and chaotic times, pity those who cannot fathom it.
• Kindness/Compassionate - He cares for even the smallest race, the hobbits and respects their purpose, even though it would be easier to bully and make fun of them.
• Temperance - He let a steward take over the kingdom of Gondor and chose to be a ranger instead of being the rightful heir. He declined the ring from Frodo when he was offered it (Boromir failed that test).
• Charisma - He easily gains the respect of his fellow men (living and dead) as well as other races, maybe because of the discipline and strength he showed when he chose exile instead of the kingdom.
• Humility - He does not unnecessarily and boastfully lord over his comrades and for this, his words and instructions are accepted and respected.
• Fidelity/Faithfulness - He knows love has bound him to Arwen, and he does not give in to rebound easily (Eowyn) even when he thought the elf has gone for good, and fortunately for him, he thought wrong.
• Impartial/Considerate - He does not let anger and bitterness guide his actions. He does not pass judgment onto others even when he can strike them dead (Wormtongue, Saruman's henchman in Rohan). He gives credit where credit is due (Acknowledging the hobbit's efforts to quell evil).
• Courageous - He does not give in to despair. He gives confidence and inspiration to others even when there seems no reason to be (Battle at Helm's Deep).

Mind you (and I don't get tired of putting emphasis on this), being the descendant of the previous kings did not persuade even himself that he is fit to rule over his fellow men, it is by these qualities that he has shown (therefore, don't think that I am secretly rooting for someone). When was the last time we have ever seen anyone close to this? Some might think that I wasn't acting responsibly when I chose not to register and therefore didn't intend to vote, but I have my reasons and one of them is this. All these candidates may have the money for the campaign, but no good businessman will let an investment, especially a large one go bad. A good leader however, has the "command responsibility" mindset and for the sake of accountability, "takes one for the team", which by the way is Team Philippines. Yes, that is all of us, and when the time comes that someone realizes that campaign money is just money, and will actually take the opportunity to break the vicious cycle and make the country not even the slightest bit ashamed that their allegiance is with the Philippine Flag, only then will I make time to be a part of the voting population.

Thoughts on Summer.

Not-so breaking news: I still haven't got a job and making some money is all I can think of right now when suddenly this idea pops in my head: what if we can harvest all this nerve-wracking, blazing heat-that-can-cause-someone-to-die-spontaneously from equatorial countries and "sell it by the pound" to northerners who would gladly have it such as Russia, Canada and other countries in the arctic circle?

I came across the thought while thinking about the oversupply of all this heat we have in our country, and when I see the word 'supply', word associations come into play and 'economics' pops in my head next, and then the names "Largoza", "Dakila" and "Javier". Now, the most obvious method for this heat-selling is of course, harvesting by solar panels, which of course is the most feasible right now. In fact, solar-energy has the thumbs-up for a sustainable future, alongside nanotechnology in Discovery Channel, and they've made progress in making the panel made out of silicon collector more efficient and affordable so everyone can live greener. But thinking outside the box, out-of-Earth and into space - as far as Star Trek's Enterprise can take you, what if there is a device that can suck a definite troposphere (the layer of atmosphere closest to the ground) at a particular time and location, then generate it somewhere else? If there was, not only will there be an acceptable summer heat in our country, we'd also be colonizing other planets and other systems if some authoritarian heard about this and thought about the implications on the macro-level and territorial tendencies take over.

So much for too much imagination. Don't you wish I had a job already? Till next time. :)

Panis ang Green Day sa E-heads!

kung hindi ka ba naman matuwa sa mga banyaga! E-heads na ang uso sa states ngayon!

PAKSHET

Parang awa niyo na! HUWAG! HUUUUWAG! iboboto si Bong Revilla! PARANG AWA NA!!!

Datu Puti Pinoy Kurat Commercial... Nalaftrip ako.. hahaha

Dilat Kahit Kirat!

Writer's Block

According to wikipedia, ang writer's block daw ay condition, associated with writing as a profession, in which an author loses the ability to produce new work.

well apparently, i may not want this, but i am actually going through one right now kaya naisip ko, since walang topic na pumapasok sa utak ko dahil sa writer's block ko, then might as well write about writer's block!

i get this a lot. especially when i start writing day after day. it is similar to when i have reader's or driver's block. alam mo un, pag tamad na tamad ka na magbasa kahit hindi mo pa tapos ung libro na gustong gusto mo talaga matapos or tamad ka na magmaneho kahit na gusto mo talaga pumunta dun sa pupuntahan mo... hassle! well hopefully, i get back on track na para masulat ko na ung next entry ko dito sa UTM. pero for the meantime, enjoy the new fez of utakmerienda! galing!!!

beware of writer's block:(

I Like Cig Butts and I cannot Lie

Did you know? that Cigarette butts degrade, decompose, whatever you might call it, for 12 years! WTF!

Maliit man na ituring ang upos ng cigarilyo ay inaabot ng labing dalawang taon bago ito matunaw sa ating mga lupain. Damn! Isipin natin kung gaano katagal toh... habang nagyoyosi.... sabay pitik sa upos sa kalye pagkatapos sindi pa ng isa pa.... ok na? Matagal ang 12 years nuh? Annualy, globally, umaabot raw ng 4.3trillion na upos ang itinatapon sa earth.... POTANESCA! ang rami nun... Teka... Sindi ng yosi... this can create 500,000 tonnes of garbage.... Shit...

Ang mga matatalinong ungas sa Europe nakaimbento raw ng way para matigil ang ganitong kahibangan. Well, nakaimbento sila ng organic na upos gawa raw sa patatas at bigas, o kanin... ewan.. Labo nun ah.. Patatas at kanin para sa upos... eh kung butusan mo yung patatas, lagyan mo ng tabaco, tapos yosihin mo... Patatas flavor yosi. Sosyal...

Yosi Boy: Pare, anu yan niyoyosi mo? bago ah.
Yosi Boy 2: Pare! Eto ang uso! Patatas Flavored Yosi. Pwedi ka pa pumili kung baked o french fried! or RAW!
Yosi Boy: Pahits nga!

http://www.treehugger.com/files/2005/10/cigarette_butts.php

Basahin mo nalang.

Ipis sa kotse

Sa totoo lang, di naman talaga ako takot sa ipis e. Okay, honestly, ayoko sila, pero kung nandyan sila at nakikita ko, wala naman ako pake. Pero t*ng*na, iba yung feeling kapag alam mong may ipis sa pwesto mo pero di mo alam kung saan. Kumbaga sa suspense movies, alam mong may mangyayari, di mo lang alam kung kailan.

Kanina lang, habang nagdadrive ako sinabi ng kapatid ko, "Ipis ba yun?", "yung dumaan sa dashboard". Syempre titingnan ko, tapos punyeta meron nga! Isa siyang FULL-GROWN ipis! Tapos humarap pa sakin, habang nasa harapan ng steering wheel, alam mo nasa isip ko? "PUTANG, pag to lumipad sa mukha ko... !*#^(%)" At nung nakita ko nga, napa-tili na ko, eh tatay ko nasa gilid ko. "IPIS LANG YAN! TUMINGIN KA SA DAAN!" ako: "EHHH!"

Tapos binuksan ko yung pinto, pero di ko napalabas, HASSLE! pumunta siya sa ilalim ng upuan ko. Diretso taas paa ko e, tapos hindi ko pala na hand-brake, so gumalaw patalikod yung kotse. "UMAYOS KA AH! UMAANDAR TAYO! ANG ARTE, AKO NA NGA MAGDADRIVE!" sabi ni tatay, ako naman, "O sige." biglang labas ng kotse.

Isa sa pinaka-awkward na feeling yun, habang nasa kotse kami at traffic. HASSLE sobra! hahaha! Wag lang talaga ang ipis sa kotse. nyeta, mababangga talaga ako. :))

Philippine Bear

May Strawbeary, San Miguel Bear, Bear na Bear, Gold Eagle na bear, Bear Brand, Bearnard Palanca, mga Bearly Legal sa mga club, Teddy Bear, Bearwin yung comedyanteng yahooooo na magician rin, at tulad ng ibang bansa sa planet natin, may Octobear, Novembear at Desembear rin tayo dito sa Pinas.

                            OH YEAH! BEARNARD!!!!! HUNKS KA PALA AH!
                                                 Anu kinain mo REF?

OO! KORNY AKO! EH ANU MAGAGAWA MO?

Bakit kaya wala talagang Bear o Oso dito? ito ang OSO ngayon! :) .....

Ang mga oso^[1] o mga osa^[1], kung babae, ay mga malalaking mamalya sa pamilyang Ursidae ng order na Carnivora. Inuuri ang mga oso sa mga caniform, o mga tila-asong carnivoran, na ang pinakamalapit na mga namumuhay na kamag-anakan ay ang mga piniped. Bagaman may walo lamang na mga nabubuhay na espesye ng oso, malawak ang nasasakupan ng mga ito at lumilitaw sa iba't ibang uri ng mga pook sa buong Hilagang parte ng mundo at sa ilang bahagi ng katimugang hemispiro.
Kabilang sa pangkaraniwang katangian ng mga oso ang pagkakaroon ng maikling buntot, mabisang pang-amoy at pandinig, ang pagkakaroon ng limang di-naibabalik na mga kuko sa bawat kamay at paa, at pagkakaroon ng mahaba at makapal na balahibo.
http://tl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oso : copy paste...

Sa aking paghahanap sa loob ng internet napagalaman ko na may Palawan Bearcat, o Palawan Osongpusa... Hanggang doon lang, wala na ako mahanap na iba. Rare espesye pa ata tong Osongpusa na toh. Bakit naman kaya walang bear dito sa Pinas, PURO BUWAYA KASI! ang rami sa congreso o! segwey done. Napagisip ko lang na hindi kumpleto ang camping sa Mt. Makiling o sa ibang bundok kung hindi ka matatakot sa oso. Hindi ba't sa mga banyagang pelikula laging hinahabol ng bear ang isang group na magtent sa gitna ng kabundukan, tapos nakakatawa. Sayang lang ang hiking kung hindi mangyayari yun dito. Tiyaga ka nalang pagpiyestahan ng mga lamok na naghahatid ng dengue at malaria.

Sana kahit Panda meron tayo... Pero kulay dilaw, asul, puti, at pula. Para matawag nating Philippine Bear!

Tunay La Sallista

Sa La Salle, may sarili tayong kalsada na puwedeng yosihan. Take note KALSADA, ROAD, ! Hindi tulad ng ibang school, may smuckets o isang part lang ng campus na puwedeng yosihan, iba sa Pamantasan ng De La Salle, hindi dinidiscriminate ang nag-yoyosi, hindi nga puwedeng mag-yosi at magkalat ng upos sa loob ng campus pero gumawa ng paraan ang mga Bro ng Pamantasan para mas maging kumportable ang mga estudyanteng gustong magpatanggal ng istress sa buhay. Sa agno, may mga pag-kain pa, Food Stalls na nakalaan para sa estudyanteng hindi kaya bumili ng mamahaling pagkain, na malinis at fit for human consumption, eto ay nakalaan para sa mga estudyante, (minsan ay para rin sa mga kagalang galang na propesor), upang makatipid at may matira pambili ng yosi at inumin (alak ang aking tinutukoy sa pagbanggit ng inumin).

                                                                OLD SCHOOL AGNO 

Dahil hindi sapat ang kalsada lamang, may mall, Take note MALL, rin sa tabi ng unibersidad, ang sikat na University Mall, sa loob ay may mga stalls na ngbebenta ng cobra, junk food, softdrinks, at higit sa lahat yosi. Ngunit, datapwat, subalit, hindi lang hanggang doon ang kayang i-offer ng aming University Mall, pagdating mo sa 2nd floor, may mga nagpaparent ng mga PS2, Xbox, at PC. Solb ka kung bored ka, at gusto mong sulitin ang unlimited cuts mo pag D.L. ka. o gusto mo lang magcut, o umalis sa classroom dahil panget ang propesor.Ang plus factor dito, AirCon na nagyoyosi ka pa! Saan ka pa? U.M. na!?

WAIT! THERE'S MORE! Simula 2nd floor hanggang 3rd floor gimikan. Hindi lang isa o dalawa ang inuman sa U.M, marami! At hindi lang basta gimikan, may sounds sila, hip-hop, house, kung anu trip mo meron sila, hindi lang sounds, chicks pa, galing St. Scho, CSB, at hunks tulad ng mga may-akda nitong blog na toh na mga true blood Green Minded.

*dahil sa i-rerenovate ang U.M.mawawala ang mga bar na ito, at ang tsimis ay bawal na mag-yosi sa loob.

Para sa mga gusto ng live band, pumunta tayo sa G.P. the place to be. Marami ring food stalls at madalas ginagawa tong place kung saan ngcecelebrate ang mga may birthday o kung anu mang event (pag bumagsak o ng d.l., kung anu-ano lang.)

Kung ang Pilipinas ay may Rizal at Bonifacio, ang La Salle ay may Jenny, Steven Cigar, Mommy Sylvia, Kuya Sandy, Ate Rica at marami pang mga bayani. Susubukan ko silang talakayin sa susunod kong pagsusulat.

                                                                  Jenny from the Taft

Kung kaya't halina at mag-enroll sa University of De La Salle, where your future begins and ends in CSB. Both located at Taft Avenue, Malate, Manila.

St. John Baptist de La Salle, pray for us. Live Jesus in our hearts, Forever.

Boto Mo, Paki Ko!

Dahil maalinsangan na ang panahon at pagdating ng hunyo ay kasagsagan na ng eleksyon, oo may paki ako sa boto mo. Please vote.

Ika nga ng bench...

Flying Saucer: Check!

Flying Squirrel: Check!

Flying House: Check!

Flying Airplane: Check!

Flying Ground Vehicle: Check!

Flying Aquatic Vehicle: Check!

Flying Voter:.....BOO!

Don't let your votes fly. Vote.

Nais ko rin nga pala maging pulitiko balang araw, presidente sana ng Pilipinas kung pwede. Matagal ko nang iniisip toh. At heto ang plataporma ko upang tayo'y umunsad:

Chos?

Dreams of the Jobless

Blogger. Contributor. Writer. Sana ganito na lang ang aking trabaho: mag-isip at mag-"sulat" (oo na, typing ang tama). Pero dahil hindi naman lahat ng naiisip ko ay maaaring isulat at hindi lahat ng sinusulat ay maaaring kumita ng pera, kailangan pa rin maghanap ng trabahong magsusustento ng aking pamumuhay balang-araw.

May nabasa akong balita tungkol sa pagpapalit ng kotse ng mga pulis sa ginintuang lupa ng amerika at ang unang pumasok sa utak ko ay, "Sana ang trabaho ko na lang ay yung pulis na nanghahabol ng mga lumalabag sa batas, para lang mai-maneho ko yang kotse na yan" tutal, mahilig naman ako sa kotse at ako'y natutuwa sa kakayahan ng mga ito na magmabilis ng andar. Isa pa, kung naging pulis nga ako, hindi uubra sa akin ang mga batas pantrapiko (hindi ko sinasabing ako'y mahilig lumabag ng batas, ayaw ko nga ng abala na maidudulot noon kung sakaling mangyare yun eh), lalo na yung mga inimbentong batas ng mga lintik na taga-siyudad ng Makati na hinubog lamang sa dahilanang pangkurakot. At siyempre, magkakaroon ng halaga at maipaglalaban ang aking salita pag ako'y nagsusumbong sa "internal affairs" kung sino ang mga nangungurakot sa kalsada. Ang problema lang kasi, kapag dito sa Pilipinas ako naging pulis, anung kotse ang maipapaubaya sa naatasang manghabol? Buti pa sa "Fast & Furious 4" na ilang beses ko napanood nitong nakaraan na buwan sa HBO, ang bidang federal agent ay pwedeng kumuha lang basta-basta sa impound ng kotseng kakailanganin para sa misyon niya. Hindi lang yun, may nagagamit pa siyang garahe kung saan pwede niya kalikutin ang buong katawan ng kotse, loob hanggang labas. Eh dito? Alam na. Tsaka kung trabahong makakapangsustento ng pamumuhay ang hinahanap ko at kung ayaw ko sa kurakot, hindi maaaring tahakin ang ganoong hanapbuhay. Sa palagay ko kaya walang manghahabol dito ay dahil sa problema sa presyo ng gasolina. Baka ako pa pagmultahin.

Kung anu-ano talaga naiisip ng mga walang trabaho, pero minsan pare-pareho. Mabuti sana yun kung maraming naidadagdag dito sa ating pinakamamahal na mega-blog eh noh? Hanggang sa muli.

American Idol Season 9

after the very boring semi-final round of the new season of one of my favorite shows, AMERICAN IDOL, we're finally down to the top 12 finalists. So far, the performances this season have been nothing but mediocre. A few contestants have definitely disappointed me. Having seen the performances during hollywood week and having seen a couple of stand-out and memorable auditions during the first couple of shows, it seemed that this batch has a lot of potential. However, during the semi-finals, is it me or does the finalists seem pretty off.

Over the years, this is the round where the finalists shine and give us a taste of what they have to offer. But during this season's semi-finals, it was just really boring and the finalist had been giving us very "amateur" sounding performances. This is new to me because even though they are amateurs, American Idol has always delivered artists, of course not everyone, that give us "professional" sounding performances, something to rave about, something to watch over and over again, and something that will leave a mark to our ears and our hearts.

So far, i have been a little disheartened by the quality of performances that these so called performers should be delivering us in our television screens week after week. But right now, if there is one performer for me that really gives his all and delivers a passionate performance every week, that is Michael Lynche. He's definitely not the best singer, definitely not the best looking person up on the stage, definitely not the best dancer, nor is he the most creative artist among the bunch, however, if there are 2 things that separate him from the rest of the contestants on the show, that is energy and passion. He, to me, is the only performer up there that provides a sparkle of energy and delivers songs with a passion that marks a memory in the minds of many week after week. Take note, WEEK AFTER WEEK, not just during one of the many shows they have during this season so far.

I seriously hope that the contestants this season step up and start firing up the stage like "real" performers!!!

Right now I really don't know whether or not Michael Lynche can win the whole thing, maybe not, but I would like to make a prediction. I will call the shot this time.

Michael Lynche will be part of the top 3 of American Idol Season 9.

There it goes...

Who's your pick this season? Leave a comment!:)

for the meantime, check out his performance during the top 12 show. enjoy. click the link:)

Miss You (Rolling Stones Night)

Butas Part 3.

Hindi ko na napigilan ang aking sarili kaya eto na ang pangatlong (at huling?) installment ng Butas Series.

Pinagtatakahan ko lang rin talaga kung bakit ang mga Venetian blinds, merong tatlong options: full sunlight in/zero-privacy (nakatago), blocking sunlight out/full privacy (nakababa) and sneaky-sneaky mode/varying-privacy-na-mukhang-stalker/serial killer (nakababa pero nakabukas). Meron naman kasing normal blinds, yung parang tarpaulin yung material tapos dalawang options: either raised or lowered. Unang-una, ang hirap kasi linisin ng Venetian blinds. Pangalawa, yung "pampadali" sa paglilinis, (wag na tayong magulat) binibili. Pangatlo at ang pinaka-importante sa lahat, wala naman dito (at hindi ako maniniwala kahit pilitin) na taga-Venice eh. Sa palagay ko kahit ang mga bampira, kurtina o kaya yung normal blinds ang gagamitin eh. Siguro nga para lang ito sa mga sadyang maarte kung gaano karaming photons ang pumapasok sa loob ng bahay nila.

Maghahanap pa ako ng iba pang mga butas na pwede pag isipan, hanggang sa muli! kthxbai. ;)

Butas Part 2.

Tada! Part 2 is here! Lumayo na tayo sa usapang speakers at tumungo naman tayo sa susunod na pinakamaingay sa isang karaniwang araw sa kwarto ko... (especial na araw kapag pangatlo lang ito at ang winner ay ang haligi ng tahanan)

Ang bentilador. Bow.

Magtaka ka na, dahil pagtatakahin kita. Naisip ko lang, bakit nga ba ang mga bentilador may screen na hindi tumutupad sa layunin? Siyempre, ang una nating iisipin na purpose ng screen ay 'Safety!', pero malamang sa hindi ay para sa bata lamang yun (deep down, alam mong gusto mo ako kontrahin at sabihing maraming clumsy dyan, pero katabi nung deep down na yun, alam mong tama rin ako). Naisip ko, mas safety para sa fan blades ang screen kesa sa mga daliri ng mga chikiting.. Which brings us to the story-telling part of this post.. :D Sa aking natantong dual memory, may naaalala akong nabasag kong fan blade ng isang natatanging bentilador dahil ito ay nakabukas at ako ay malikot. The End. Sinabi kong dual memory kasi hindi ko sigurado kung ako nakabasag at nasaksihan ko lamang, o baka sa ibang lifetime nangyare, o baka naikwento lang rin sakin. Cool noh. May naiimagine rin akong part ng story kung saan kinalas ko ang buong bentilador, tinago sa aking bag ang mga kasyang parte, at ang iba ay binasura, at sinumbong na ninakaw ang kawawang bentilador, pero hindi ko alam sa dual memory ko kung totoo pa ba ito o ginusto ko lang mangyare...

Anyway, naisip ko kung ang mga filter mula sa naunang post kaya ang naging screen ng mga bentilador para hindi na kasya daliri ng mga bulinggit (at daliri ko kung na-tripan kong makita kung mapipigil ng isang daliri ang low-med-high fan levels ng test subject)? Kung nangyari naman yun, kukulangin ang pwersang pampahangin para masabing nape-preskohan tayo. Eh kung mag-aircon na lang kaya? Nawala na abaniko namin eh.

Butas Part 1.

Mabuhay! Ito'y dulot ng matinding kagustuhan ng aking mga daliri maitala ang kaisipan hanggang sa punto na hindi na ako makatulog..

Hindi ba kayo nagtataka kung bakit ang mga speakers, more often than not, may parang filter/strainer? Kinakailangan pa bang himayin ng mga filter na ito ang tunog na lumalabas sa speakers, na ang layunin talaga ay magbigay ng tunog based sa iyong input? Parang counter-productive ung specific part ng speaker kung iisipin natin ng ganun di ba? Pero kung ikukumpara natin sa mga concert hall kung saan tumutugtog ang mga orchestra, merong mga dingding na kinakabitan rin ng mga nasabing filter para itago ang totoong hugis ng mga pader na hindi kanais-nais sa mata pero sumusunod ayon sa acoustics para maganda ang resonance, reverbration at yung pagtalbog ng sound waves sa mga nasabing pader (whew, napakahabang pangungusap at hindi ko alam yung term para sa huling element). Aesthetics issue para dun, pero sa speakers kaya? Ano sa tingin mo? yes, parang adcong2009 lang eh. Watch out for Part 2, coming soon! Sooner than you think.

Mga kuya at ate, pumunta at makigulo sa aming event na para sa Project:Brave Kids

Isang maikling background sa matutulungan niyong NGO, tumutulong sila sa pagbibigay ng chemotherapy sa mga batang walang kapasidad na gumastos upang makakuha ng ganitong serbisyo mula sa mga ospital.

Bigyan natin ng kaukulang panahon ang NGO na ito upang makapagbigay pa sila ng tulong sa iba pang nangangailangan na bata. Salamat Po.

Hindi lang doon nagtatapos, may inumin, sayawan at tugtugan sa event na ito. Hip hop and Rnb ang tugtog. Makipag-sosyalan sa mga taong hindi mo kilala, kumausap ng mga chix na maari mong maging nobya, kumausap ng mga macho gwapito, tulad ko, at baka ako na ang susunod mong nobyo.

Gasthof, A Venue, Makati Ave, Makati
preselling 220 doorcharge 250
March 26, 2010, Friday
8 onwards
You know what to wear

Anong hayop ang palaging naka-brip?

Bird.


Eh sa aming mga manunulat? Sino sa amin ang hindi nagsusuot ng brip?


Lahat.


Abangan...

Dash Entertainment

Dash Entertainment from EJ Angeles on Vimeo.

DASH ENTERTAINMENT

a facebook vid created by a bunch of guys. we hope to see more of these

Hosted by
JDash Maningas

Cinematography by
Anton Angeles

Written by
Miguel Ortega and JDash Maningas

Directed and Edited by
EJ Angeles

Produced by
Go Motion Productions

Pambansang Ibon

Growing up, we all had to learn the national treasures of our beloved country through our history lessons (aralin panlipunan, civics and culture, or hekasi at kultura). Now, i hate to be the "un-nationalistic" person in the bunch but i just realized that... wait let me shift to Filipino since this entry has a lot to do with being a Filipino.

Mabalik tayo sa topic, napaisip lang ako kasi having learned these national treasures nga (pasensya na tag-lish nalang), from our pambasang prutas na manga to our pambansang laro na "sipa", these are things that i usually see in my daily life. I mean, being national treasures or symbols, I think given naman na ata na dapat madalas natin sila nakikita dito sa Pilipinas at kahit papano ang bawat Pilipino ay may first hand experience dito sa mga natutunan natin maliban sa napulot lang ang mga aralin na ito sa eskwelahan.

So now, let's go to where i'm getting at na talaga... i am just curious, it says that our pambansang ibon ay ang Philippine Eagle, o sa Filipino ay ang Agila ng Pilipinas, subalit, sa 18 years ;) ng aking kabuhayan at ng pamumuhay ko dito sa Pilipas, ay ni isang beses ay hindi pa ata ako nakakita ng isang Philippine Eagle. I mean if that is our National Symbol for Birds, aren't we supposed to see tham everyday?! I've never seen it anywhere... not outside my house, not in my village, not even in national landmarks like Rizal Park or ang sikat na sikat na tambayan ng mga lasalyano na agno (yes, national landmark ang agno).

Seriously? NEVER? Have you?

Puke!

Was referring to throwing up because of my inclination to alcoholism. I'd bet my ice-cold lingguy that you read it in a different manner and expected a hormonal outburst. Aminin.

Slice of Life: Parking Lot

Last night, i just had one of the most irritating and craziest moments of my lifeeeeee. alam ko that at times i over exagerrate stories and i'm sure that i still will, but for this entry, i WILL OVERLY EXAGERRATE this story dahil lang sa kababawan at sa kasabawan na nangyari sakin...

A few weeks ago, birthday ng kapatid ko (Happy biirthday Rgie), so the evening of his big big day, me and my family went to dinner for his bithday. then, on our way home, i was walking to the parking lot already... it was an empty parking lot since late na kami natapos and then as i was walking towards my car, meron pang isang car na nagppark dun. tapos as i walked by the car who just finished parking, lumabas na ung person na nakasakay and turns out, the person driving was one of my friends in high school (itago nalang natin sya sa pangalan na "RAFFY"). So as i would normally do, i greeeted my friend "Raffy" and so this is how our very fast conversation went... (super fast conversation)

Robin: Hey "Raffy"!!! What's up my man!?

"Raffy": Oi ROBBIE! bukas pa ba ung mga stores??

RobiN(still walking towards my car and extremely DUMBFOUNDED): UHH? TINGIN MO???

(conversation ends)

ok. that may be one of the fastest and simplest and probably a normal conversation if you were to see an old friend in passing... but as i entered my car... napaisip lang talaga ako. napaisip ako kung gano kasabaw at gano kalabo nung nangyari just awhile back. i realized that there were 2 mistakes during our conversation and i will enumerate it for you.

MISTAKE #1: "Raffy's" first line for me was, "Oi ROBBIE!"

ok. my name is ROBIN. With an N! how can you miss the N?!?! sa tagal tagal nating magkakilala sa high school at sa tagal tagal nating naging classmates at ang sa pagkaalala ko at tinawag mo rin akong ROBIN dati nung naging classmates tayo at nagkikita tayo EVERYDAY sa high school, ngayon na nagcollege tayo at nagkaiba lang tayo ng college, ay bigla mo na kong tinawag na ROBBIE?!?! where'd that come from? tinawag naman kita sa tamang pangalan mo na "RAFFY"(pseudo-name;)) ha! SABAWWWWWWWW! seriously?!?!

MISTAKE #2: "Raffy's" 2nd line for me was, "Bukas pa ba ung mga stores??"

who in the right mind would think that, an empty and a very dark parking lot with lead to OPEN STORES?!?! hindi ba ni "raffy" napansin na sobrang dilim na nung parking lot at sya nalang ata ang nagiisang kotse dun na nagppark!?(a mystery i may never ever find out in my whole life) at ang naisip pa nyang tanong sakin ay, "bukas pa ba ang mga stores??" WHAT?!?! pakiulit?!? TINGIN MO?! seryoso lang?! hahaha! nakakadena na nga ata ung main door ng alabang town center e! once again, SABAWWWWWWW!

WOW. i know that i may appear as though i'm fuming with madness from what happened, but this is actually supposed to be a funny experience for me and you should too. there goes my zobel friends again, you never fail to make me laugh and make me think twice. and of course, you never fail to give me another SABAWWWW story to tell. i'm not much of an advocate for SABAW anymore.. i used to be. but moments like that remind me of the fun and yet very "blurry" moments of our high school lives. haha. and for that, i thank you "Raffy" for that little conversation we had... but seriously?!?! ANO SA TINGIN MO?!?! habang nagpapark ka magisa, hindi mo ba napansin na ikaw nalang tao dun at umasa ka pa na bukas pa ung mall?!? WAAAH! hahah i still can't take the story off my mind... it still stings my memory to this day.. and confuses my mind to no end... i still remember entering the car and feeling crazy like WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?! i felt so confused all of a sudden... whew. maybe that never actually happened? i don't really know... things like that make my day. having a story to tell the next day. even if it's as SABAW as that... wow. what an experience.

true story.

-BTM.

Hangin ng buhay

Isa lang naman talaga ang di natin pwedeng hindi gawin e, at yun ang paghinga. Ayaw mo maniwala? E tungerks ka pala e! Try mo wag huminga ng 5 mins, ewan ko nalang kung hindi ka magmukhang avatar.

Ang paghinga ay isang unibersal na gawain ng lahat ng nabubuhay sa mundo, kahit aso pa yan, o pusa, o kaya naman mukhang aso o mukhang pusa. Lahat tayo ay humihinga, yes we all breathe. Kasi kung hindi natin gagawin yun, malamang patay na tayerch lahat. Kayanga nga "Hangin ng Buhay" title ko e.

Ngunit ayon sa siyensa, science in english :> air is everywhere and it will continue flowing forever. Kung baga sa tagalog, ang hangin ay bawatsaan at ito'y parang ang love ko para sayo. Oo, cheesy ako.

Kung ganun, lahat ng hinihigop nating hangin ay nilalabas rin natin?

Ahhh, kaya pala may words na inhale at outhale. E kung ganun ano yung utot? Hangin din ba to o parang cologne lang na mabaho? Kasi isipin mo yung cologne, naamoy mo siya kahit walang hangin diba? Baka ganun din ang utot, amoy lang talaga siya na lumalabas sa cheeks na may butas sa gitna.

Pero nabasa ko sa isang physics book na ang utot daw e hangin nga. Oo, mahilig ako magbasa ng libro, libronguod ako! Tapos sabi sa libro na, ang utot daw e gawa sa mga maduduming hangin natin sa katawan. So kung hindi pa umuutot yung kasama mo ngayon, sabihin mo sakanya, "Ang baho ng laman-loob mo!" ..... malamang yan nasa isip mo ngayon, limang tuldok, yes that precise.

Wait, ano nga pala point ko? Ahh, ang utot ay ang hangin ng buhay. Kasi isipin mo nalang, lahat ng tao humihinga, at humihigop ng hangin ng sobrang daming beses sa isang araw. E ilan ba ang tao sa mundo? So kung di tayo uutot, malamang pagdating ng 2012 ubos na ang hangin sa mundo. Edi lahat tayo tepok. So wag kayo mabahala kung may umutot, kasi dahil sakanya di tayo mauubusan ng hanging ihihinga. :D

magingat sa iniihian mo..

..para sa mga charing na mahihilig gumamit ng kubeta sa kun saansaang lupalop ng maynila..



sa ating mga tao.. di maiiwasan ang tawag ng panahon upang iluwal natin ang sariwang tubig sa ating mga murang katawan.. at paminsan sa lakas ng agos mula sa ating mga scrotum ang ating utak na tanging merienda lamang ang inaatupag ay di hamak na magtyatyaga sa kun san mang kubeta, puno, pader, gulong, atbp...



ang mga tao ay hayop din naman.. at hindi masisi kapag ang pangangailangan ay mlubha na.. ngunit.. sana.. IPINAPANGARAP ko sa lahat ng mabuting kalooban sa mundo na hindi kayo maabutan ng pagkakataon na makaranas ng naranasan ko...





tama.. "AWWWKWWWWAAAARD" ang sitwasyong napala ko.. nang ako'y di na makapigil.. at di na makaisip.. etoh ang una kong nadatnan kong kubeta.. at sa kagandahang palad.. ako pa ay may nakasabay.. at sa mga malilikot niyang mga mata.. ang birheng kong katwan ay nabutas.. at sa mura kong edad.. ang ibong matapang at laging galak ay biglang nahiya at nagtago sa kanyang pugad..



etoh ho ay isang paalala mula sa karansang di malilimutan.. magiingat po kayo sa mga lugar na ini-ihian nyo..


naglilingkod lagi...

- JTM

What is the MOST MEMORABLE ACTIVITY for You?

The utak. Conceived as a ravenous, unstoppable force in the conscious world. Responsible for millions of magical splash island dreams and unlimited creativity especially during body movements with heat and exhaustion (sports kasi eh...ano ba yang utak you!). We all have utaks; i love mine and i wish i could give it a name. I wish it would answer me whenever i talk to it...alas, it not!

So instead, let's talk about memories. I had my fair share and i'm looking forward to create more. My horsepower's giddy and wanting to throttle into you know what. So, share with me your MOST MEMORABLE ACTIVITY! Let's put parameters (charot! - charing na maharot) into this...how about: What is the most memorable activity you've had...with me?? Ahihihihi :)

Ang angas ng school uniform nila, at kung magposing sa class picture gusto kong sumigaw ng "p***ng i*a this!" Look at 'em, lahat sila may hawak pang chalk, heavy noh? Yan ang superb and staunch memory making! And oh, love those multi-colored tights nga pala. Ahihihi.

Para fun! Yung pinakagusto kong memory na minemorize mo sa memorya mo na mapipili ko sa isang tao, lilibre ko ng katarantaduhan sa buhay. Katarantaduhan na habambuhay nating pagsasaluhan at pagnanasahan. You name it! ;)

Post niyo nalang sa comments kung kakagat kayo sa beta testing kong blog interaction. Tenks!

Pero ikaw, mahilig ka ba sa mahahaba?

Mario

Small Lingguy, Ultra-tremendous Libido.

Hindi Mahilig sa Mahahaba. Cute (sana).

Slice of Life: Ipis

Kanina, nakakita ako ng isang malaking Ipis.

and you know what i did?

i looked at this strange little creature... gathered enough confidence to approach it... i made sure i was wearing my brand spanking new islander slippers... clenched my fists together... set my feet apart... took a deep breathe... getting ready for the KILL... then BAM!!!

after lifting my foot off the cockroach, i looked at this poor insect again then once again... WHAPPAKKKKKKK!!!

that's how to do it!

Toll Gate

Araw-araw, dumadaan ako sa SLEX. Whether i go to school or work or to somewhere else, basta sa isang week, i'd pass the tollgate cguro mga 10 times... and for the 10 times na dumaan ako sa toll gate, i noticed something.

hindi ako one of the people who are blessed with the very mysterious and quite amazing (quite lang kasi hindi sya masyadong amzing) E-Pass. E-PASS. E. DASH. PASS. sounds good to me ha! maybe i should get one of those nga... anyway. i don't have one so that means, kelangan ko pa pumila sa mahabang pila palagi at mag bayad ng mga barya doon sa tao na nakastation sa toll gate na un. Usually sa bawat exit, merong mga 4 na gates, that's the E-Pass Only Gate, The Exact-toll Gate, and 2 Cash/Coupon Gates... come to think of it, ano ung COUPON??? i don't think i;ve ever seen or heard anyone use that. hindi naman un ung card na binibigay nila dba?? baka nga un, pero CASH/CARD dapat un, pero hindi e... sabi COUPON?! san ako makakakuha nun??

anyway, that's not the point of this blog entry. what i don't understand is lang... bakit tuwing magbabayad ako ng toll na hindi sakto, pagbinigay ko ung pera ko sa "cashier" ay tinataas na nya agad ung gate ng toll bago pa nya bigay sakin ung sukli?!?! ano un??? hindi ba dapat itaas nya pagnabilang nya na ng mabuti ung sukli ko at naibigay na nya sakin??? sino ba naman ang nsa tamang isipan para iwanan nalang ang mga sukli sa toll?? kahit na barya pa yan, barya parin yan! makakatulong parin yan sa sunod na toll mo?! ayun alng talaga hindi ko maintindihan e... parang kating kati ka na ata paalisin ako at umaasa ka pa na hindi ko kukunin ung sukli, and it's not like ilalagay mo naman yan sa cashier, i'm sure ibubulsa mo lang yan! swerte mo nalang kung makalimutan nung tao!? tsk tsk... mga pilipino talaga... kung ano ano iniisip...

kaya next time, wag na wag nyong kalimutan na kunin ang resibo at ang sukli ng toll nyo ok?? hindi porket tumaas na ung harang sa tollgate ay ibig sabihin na pwede ka na dumeretso sa pinatutunguhan mo! OPERATION: KUNIN ANG SUKLI SA TOLL!! LET'S GOOOOO!!! BAW!

Kadramahan sa mundo

Bakit ba ang daming drama ng mga tao? Pag may hindi nagkakasundo, bakit kailangan magkasakitan at magkamukmukan at magkachismisan? Bakit hindi nalang tayo lahat mag-inuman at tawanan nalang lahat?

Hindi ba mas masaya yun? Bakit nga ba hindi mo naisip yun?

First Post

Hindi ako mahilig sa mahahaba. Ikaw?

Missions I Would Love To Take Upon Myself

Alam ko nasabi ko na yung hangarin kong maging spy, pero nasabi ko na bang gusto ko maging piloto? Gusto ko kasi bombahin ng napalm lahat ng oil reserves ng mga arabong bansa, primarily dahil gusto kong mawalan ng financial and political leverage ang mga balbasaradong ito sa mga first-world continents tulad ng U.S. at Europe, at secondarily dahil gusto kong mabawasan ng pinagkukuhaan ng pera ang mga terorista (kung mabawasan rin ang bilang ng terorista sa aking pinaplanong bombing run, e di mas masaya). In effect, baka tuluyang mapipilitan ang mga first-world countries magpool ng natitirang resources para mag-discover, mag-invent or mag-manufacture for mass consumption ng sustainable energy source. Pumepetiks pa sila kasi hindi pa talaga ubos ang langis eh. Gusto ko bumalik sa era kung saan powered ng steam ang mga bagay-bagay. Hindi naman tayo siguro mauubusan ng uling noh? Ang dami kasing pinagmamalaking mga technology, pero hindi naman nagagamit ng karamihan at hindi rin nakakatulong. Bad trip lang.

Root Of All My Ramblings: Libya versus Switzerland. Sa tingin mo, kanino ako kampi? Shempre dun sa may mga tsokolate at mamahaling relo! Kung hindi lang dahil sa pangangailangan ng aking mga kotse, gagawa na talaga ako ng Facebook Libya Haters Fan Page. Wala akong pakealam kahit na ako lang member.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20100220/wl_mideast_afp/switzerlandlibyadiplomacyeu;_ylt=AtOGM49b2nzKWgTmJrk1Lh8LewgF;_ylu=X3oDMTMzbDdpY285BGFzc2V0A2FmcC8yMDEwMDIyMC9zd2l0emVybGFuZGxpYnlhZGlwbG9tYWN5ZXUEcG9zAzMzBHNlYwN5bl9wYWdpbmF0ZV9zdW1tYXJ5X2xpc3QEc2xrA3Bhc3Nwb3J0MzlyZQ--

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/feb/15/libya-gaddafi-schengen-travel-ban

Ano kaya special satin nung baby tayo?

Ano nga ba ang kakaiba nating kakayahan nung baby tayo? Kung natatandaan lang sana natin lahat at nakaka-decipher tayo ng kung ano ano nung baby tayo, yung parang Rugrats kung baga. Kasi kung mapapansin mo sa internet, ang daming malulupet na baby e, may iba hayup magskateboard, yung iba high, yung iba magaling mag street dance, at yung iba naman masisira mo yung monitor ng kompyuter mo sa ka-kyutan.

E tayo kaya? Ano ang special saten nung bata tayo, siyempre pwera na yung cute ako, este tayo.

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WHAT THE HELL IS RESTAURANT-LIKE INGREDIENTS!? may carinderia-like ingredients ba? or turu-turo-like ingredients? or fishball-kwek-kwek-like ingredients?

LABO.... NAINIS AKO!

Dear Lito,

Pauwi ako galing sa isang mahabang paglalakbay sa Divi at Tutu isama mo na ang 168, pagod at masakit ang ulo dahil sa matinding init ng araw. Bumaba ang kasama ko sa 5th ave, ako naman ay bababa ng monumento.

Ang Trapik.... Sobrang Trapik....

Bumaba ako ng maaga, bago pa man sa pinaplanong bababaan, dahil sa hindi na gumagalaw ang jeep. Gulat ko nalang ay may convoy na nagwawang wang, nakusulat sa mga ito ang isang dating action star na tatakbo muli bilang senador. (POTANESKA LITO LAPID!) Hindi ko na babanggitin ang pangalan ng action star turned politician, dahil baka mapahiya siya, kagalang galang pa naman siya. ( SA TAGAL MO SA SENADO! MAY GINAWA KA BA!?) Nangangapanya, kumakaway sa mga tao, kaway dun kaway dyan, mga tao nanuod, trumapik, pati ang mga trapik enporser sa mga karatig interseksyon dumayo para lang makita ang kanilang idol sa bakbakan, at idol rin sa pagiging mambabatas.

"Ngayon lang kita nakita dumayo dito sa aming lugar ah", yan ang sasabihin ko kay Lito Lapid pag nakaharap ko siya, bakit nung nakaupo siya hindi naman siya dumadalaw dito sa Caloocan ah. Bakit hindi niya hamunin ng bakbakan yung Mayor Bigote namin na dahil malapit na ang eleksyon nagpapafun run, at dahil malapit na rin ang eleksyon nagsilabasan ang mga mangagawa na gagawa ng mga kalasada na 3 taon ng baku bako at butas butas.

Isa sa mga kahinaan ng mga Pilipino ang pagiging utu-uto, ang dating action star ay bobo at walang alam sa batas, balita ko ay gabundok na pangungurakot ang ginawa nya sa Pampanga nung gobernador pa siya dun, ganun din yung TARANTADONG anak niyang si Mark Lapid, na isang actor/politician nun. (Sumikat sa linyang saging lang ang may puso). Sana wag na natin iluklok ang mga ganitong tao, wala tayo mapapala eh. Lito Lapid, wala ka pa sa pwesto, gumagawa ka na ng gulo! ANG TRAPIK!

LAUNCH!

alam mo ang hindi pa cguro natin naiisip... cguro it's about time that we launch this blog!!! IT'S TIME!!! LTM and MTM and MARVIN and Jeff!! POST NA! :) - BTM

Guys post na kayo! excited na rin ako. Napupuno na toh! ang rami ng waiting-to-be-posted posts ni dom.. mahiya naman tayo kay mr estioko....hahaha - slow

Life, in-between the stuff we do

As I went on a break and pondered on what my next post will be about, it hit me so fast I didn't imagine it was possible.

BAKIT NGA BA HUGIS -ITLOG ANG MGA INIDORO?

Come on, you gotta admit! It truly is a mystery! The shape is somewhat resembling an oval bowl placed on a pedestal, with a "ghost-busting" tank behind. Kung papansinin natin yung design, ill-fitting for a person talaga at doon sa purpose kung bakit merong toilet bowls. Hindi man lang contoured to the shape of an average person's buttocks-to-thigh-part yung rim. I really didn't like the fact that I have to mention human limbs can fit in there. And the pedestal? Are we being worshipped every single time we take a shit? Hindi rin naman kailangan ng ganun kalaking tanke para magflush ng jebs eh. Okay, I just finished double-checking and our toilet tank's capacity reads: "6.0 lpf / 1.6 gpf" (American Standard Brand) which obviously translates to liters per flush and gallons per flush. Math-friendly bowl nga pero once you realize, parang ang dami pala nating nasasayang na water everytime wiwiwi or eebak tayo. Sorry, this article isn't about conserving water. Na-concern lang ako bigla, kasi one day something like this might happen:

Not that I have the top-of-the-line, cutting-edge breakthrough design that will forever change the looks of where we take our shit (I have a few ideas), it's just that some guy actually made money out of it (the idea of toilets and flushing) and I think anything you can make money out of, is always worthy of your attention. Fun find: http://urbanlegends.about.com/od/factoid1/p/thomas_crapper.htm

Since we're already discussing toilets, you might wanna check this out too:

That's all folks! Well, what do you think about how our toilets should be shaped like?

Unleash the Bookworm!

Hello kids!!

I have just finished reading Dan Brown's The Lost Symbol on the morning of Valentine's day 2010, and guess what I found out? Not much, just that The (not-anymore) Secret's Law of Attraction concept is already a scientifically proven fact. And further research regarding the concepts in the book told me that the human soul weighs at around 21 grams (Google "soul weight" and the first hit is this: http://www.snopes.com/religion/soulweight.asp followed by Wikipedia article of the scientist).

Noetic Science also claims that thoughts are a powerful thing, being capable of manifesting physical changes in reality, pretty much telling us that energy from mountain monks, ninjas, spiritual leaders, clowns, faith healers, traumatizers, exorcists, Wicca witches, clowns, cultists, voodoo and black magic users are very much potent if the individual is already very skilled in controlling his or her thoughts and channeling the thoughts of others. That makes faith a very powerful thing, because you can't adjust overnight the massive mindset of a crowd or a nation and tell them what to believe and what not to. Weirdly enough, the homily of the priest on v-day is a science lecture: how the hypothalamus works in the brain and lets us think of ways to show our love to those special to us.

Di pa rin gets?

Picture this: a scene in James Cameron's Avatar movie (maybe it's that good that it probably made it on the updated "list of movies to watch before you die"), where the Na'vi prays to their god Eywa following the destruction of Home Tree... I don't believe it was Eywa's response that brought them the victory they sought, it was the collective thought concept at work.

Don't like movies? The 9/11 incident would be more real. Random Event Generators, software which broadcasts, well, random stuff (http://www.damninteresting.com/random-event-generators-predict-the-future) suddenly became less random and actually showed a trend.

Teka teka, bago ninyo ako tanggalin sa reading choices niyo, here's something to think about. Let's say the force or gravity of our prayers or collective thought is equivalent to our soul (this is to say that all of the people in the whole world can more or less control their thoughts, or know how to pray, and all have the equal ability of doing so). There'd be more than 6.8 billion people in the world right now, increasing exponentially as your eyes move through this sentence. Multiply that number by the soul's weight and what have we got? A staggering 142.8 kilotonne worth of product (of course the product could have been larger if we used the exact population at a given time), and a tonne is a thousand kilograms. That's one-four-two-eight then add eight zeroes. Yes, we're done with the math now.

The real question now is, what could we all possibly should be praying for that's worth that much, or weighed that heavily? Fun fact: The "Fat Man" and the "Little Boy" atomic bombs only weighed 4.6 and 4 tonnes respectively. The energy outputs of these bombs are 21 and 15 kilotons of TNT (explosive material) or 88 and 63 terrajoules. I know most people are familiar with computer file sizes and calories nowadays so I wouldn't give the elementary analogy with the figures anymore, hmmkay?

I'm imagining we already have the power to stop the end of the world as we know it, not just how we think.


Still interested?
http://www.theintentionexperiment.com/
http://noosphere.princeton.edu/

WANNA BE A SPY? ME TOO!

okay, i really have to get this off my chest. it's been bothering me since high school...

bakit dito sa pilipinas, parang hindi tayo umaabot sa level ng education tulad ng mga nasa first-world countries? i didn't say level of intelligence because we are all humans (assumed fact, matatalo ako for sure), therefore we can also reach what they can (boast not, you ivy league graduates, for one day you shall see kahit sinong pinoy matatalo kayo sa kahit isang bagay, maging sapakan man yan which by the way, talo na kayo dahil sa amin si pacquiao, o pabilisan kumain ng balot..). that's just the foundation of the real concern.. well, here goes: naiinggit kasi ako sa U.S. dahil sa dami ng agencies nila for national security. dito, NICA lang yata meron tayo which stands for national intelligence coordinating agency (kinailangan talaga i-coordinate, parang iniimply na sabog)... anyway, this might have stemmed from watching too many spy movies, reading too many spy novels (okay, maybe not) and watching chuck episodes but the point is, bakit tayo wala? i believe we need these agencies as much as they do, or even more so because we are in Asia and are surrounded by countries which, well, house terrorists (i'm not saying that we don't house terrorists ourselves). clearly, the non-existence of these agencies is a reflection and a statement of how much we love our country. i don't think we need another crisis to realize that. i also realized that i would want to work for those kinds of agencies not just because i'm currently unemployed, (and some of my friends who i'd love to work with too) but it would have been great to say to the future generations how OUR generation served our country. for once, i want to hear someone say, "i work for the government" (or "i'm a spy") and be proud of it. who here doesn't? tignan natin ang mga baby boomers sa pilipinas. i'm proud to say that they worked their ass off so that their descendants, us, could live better. they served their families, that's great, but is that all there is to their lives? parang ni-lugi yata sila ng destiny, lalo na sa pwede sanang mangyare sa inang bayan. nothing, it's just that ever since we were kids, my brothers always joked about my dad being a top secret agent, taking down bad guys in and out of the country and using his middle manager position as a cover. as for my mom, we imagined she's a ninja, because of her insane reflexes, her unusual skills (judo, archery, things-you-don't-wanna-know) and using the nursing degree and friendly housewife facade as cover. we were kids, and boy, i just wished we were right all along. shempre gusto kong masabi na: "wala ka sa tatay ko, mamamatay-tao, este, SPY!" yes it was cool to reminisce, but maybe our stupid idea just might work. maybe it's up to us to show them what we all were missing. siguro nga laging kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan. magli-lead pa sana eto sa usapang eleksyon, pero baka kunin na akong kasapi ng isa sa mga kandidato kaya ititigil ko na. i just wish that this generation is smart enough to start the change.

babawi ako sa fun thoughts next post. CHEERS!

ouch!

bakit tuwing nasasaktan tayo.. ang unang reaction natin ay nangagaling sa bibig.. "ouch" ika nga nila.. o kun di man, "aray".. kun S-Osy-AL "arouch"... eoth tanong jan eh.. SINO SA MUNDO ANG NAGTURO SATIN SABIHIN YOON?? wala naman matinong nanay o tatay o kapatid o besfriend o girlfriend o drayber o aso na magsasabi sayo na sabihin ang "ouch" kapag nasasaktan!

isang araw... nung nasakatan ako.. sabi ko sa sarili ko... ongah noh.. DI KO NAISIP UN AH..!!

yours truly....

JTM..=b

Royal Tru Orange = VITAMIN C???

a few weeks ago, nagkasakit ako! sobrang hassle! for my whole life in college, 2 times lang ako nagabsent, and that waas because of petty reasons (hindi ako ginising and hindi ako nagising!) but ngayon na nagOOJT ako sa shell nakaka4 na absent na ko dahil sa sakit! ganon kalala! sobrang hassleeeee! nahihiya na ko actually sa Shell kasi sakitin na ko apparently and actually sinabi pa sakin nung thesis adviser namin dito na umuwi na ko and just to go back to work the following week kasi namumutla na daw ako at ganon na kalala ung sakit ko... in a nutshell, nagkasit ako! haha matinding cough and coldsss... problema ko pa naman pag nakakasakit ako is that ung right eye ko, whenever i have cough and colds, sobrang nagluluha... kaya naman dram dram ang luha ko sa mga araw na nagkasakit ako... i just don't know anymore which tears are from my sickness and which tears are actually "REAL".. hmmm.. haha.

anyway, since i was sick, i really said to myself that i need to get my life together and start drinking mediciness... of course unang nasa isip ko ay VITAMIN C! pero tinatamad ako uminom ng cecon or kahit ano pang vitamin c na tablet kaya naman tumingin nalang ako sa ref kung may orange juice kami or real oragnes... pero ang nakita ko ay isang malaking bote ng ROYAL TRU-ORANGE! at nakasulat pa sa harap ay isang malaking CONTAINS VITAMIN C! so sabi ko... PERFECT!! GAGALING NA KO!! pero after drinking for so many days straight... i substituted it na for water... narealize ko.. i'm not getting any better! kahit nung bata pa ko hanggang ngayon i was made to believe na instead of drinking sprite or coke, mag royal tru orange nalang ako para hindi lang nawala uhaw ko, meron pa kong nainom na vitamins!!! un nga lang, hindi namna ata gumagana ung vitamin c ng royal tru orange... and according to my research, ang Royal Tru Orange actually includes Vitamin C, pero meron din itong tinatawag na Sodium Benzoate which actually creates a chemical reaction that (as of this moment, may dumaan na pogi sa tabi ko na nagngangalang RYAN URIARTE!) inactivates the VITAMIN C content of the drink... so KAYA NAMAN PALA AKO HINDI GUMALING!! hassle!!! ayun lang... so kung nagkasakit kayo, wag na wag nyo kong gagayahin at uminom nalang talaga kayo ng vitamin c or kumain ng real oranges... kasi asa pa kayo na gumaling! learn from my mistakes! hhaha ROYAL TRU ORANGE = NO VITAMIN C!!! drink moderately... tataba lang kayo kung gawin nyo un.. haha

-BTM. mabuhay ang ONHKNU(OK BA? shortcut? haha) at ang TIBUHAY! haha

Derek Ramsay, Oh Buko!!!!

Si Derek Arthur Ramsay,o Derek Ramsay lang, ay isang British Filipino na artista, model at host dito sa Pilipinas. Ipinanganak siya ni Elizabeth Ramsay (aka. Nanay ni Jaya) sa England nuong Dec. 7 1979, tatay naman niya si Sam Milby. Ginamit niya ang Ramsay na apelido pagkatapos iwan ni Sam Milby ang kanyang ina for greener pastures (sumali ng Pinoy Big Bro).

Pagkalipas ng maraming taon, sinundan ni Derek ang kanyang ama dito sa Pilipinas. Sa halip na mag-away at magsuntukan sa loob ng ABS-CBN compound dahil sa sustento na gustong makuha ni Derek sa mga taon na nawala ang kanyang ama, naisip niya na gantihan nalang ang kanyang tatay sa pamamagitan ng paglalabanan ng pelikulang nakakakilig. Gusto niyang bumagsak ang career ng kanyang tatay at pagharian ang local matinee idol scene dito sa Pinas. Hindi naman umatras si Sam Milby, gusto niya ring ipamukha sa kanyang biological son na hindi siya bading, at mas mahusay pa rin ang puno sa kanyang bunga. Sabi pa ni Sam Milby na hindi totoo ang 'Like father like son' na kasabihan.

Hanggang ngayon ay umuusad pa rin ang labanan ng mga matinee idol. Kanya kanya ng paghakot ng fans, fans' club, at kanya kanyang pagpili ng kanilang leading lady. Mahirap na ang labanan ngayon. Maraming kakumpetnsya, kahit na gwapo at macho ang mag-ama, hindi lang ang isa't isa ang dapat nilang intindihin; andyan si Piolo, si Luis, kahit ang ama niyang si Edu, si Manny Villar at Manny Paquiao, Andrew E., Kuya Kim, John Lloyd, Enchong Dee, Gerald Anderson at higit sa lahat si Winslow.

Kailangan nilang maghanda.