SIGNS: ROMANTIC COMEDY: SHORT FILM

Watch the video above. It's a short film about guys who have I guess "GIRL TROUBLE". I have that kind of attitude or should I say mentality since high school and for me, as long as it doesn't have tumor in it, I'm OK with that. It's also for women who want to understand our situation. Sometimes, we are just afraid of doing the "FIRST MOVE".

This is really a good video. I love it. I know you'll love it also.

How I wish this kind of situation will also happen to me. Hmp. Someday I guess. I'm not closing any doors. Lately, my life has been all about opportunities. Sometimes I'm just afraid to face it or accept the possibility of it happening. I don't know why but I just wanted to accept the fact that some things are better left unsaid.
It will come when it's time for it to come.

Enjoy the video.

3 WAY TRADE : PUREFOODS-AIR21-GINEBRA

ACQUISITION

PUREFOODS TENDER JUICY GIANTS: DON ALLADO, KG CANALETA

AIR21: CHAD ALONZO, BEAU BELGA, 2012 and 2013 First Round Picks from GINEBRA

BARANGAY GINEBRA KINGS: CHICO LANETE, DOUG KRAMER, JC INTAL

CLICK HERE for WHOLE STORY

My Reaction:

I'm a big Purefoods fan. This is probably a good move for the club but the real problem is obviously TEAM CHEMISTRY. I guess it would be another adjustment with the rotation and especially that KIRBY RAYMUNDO and JAMES YAP will be part of the training pool for the RP TEAM.

CHICO LANETE can't create plays so I'm OK with that trade. But releasing BELGA from the line-up is obviously not a good move. The guy is the future of the PBA - what I mean is that there is a scarce resource for CENTERS in the league so in the next 3 years he could be dominating the paint as well as the boards. He could be the next Andrew Bynum of the PBA.

I saw this guy yesterday at the internet shop where I used to hang out. He seems to be a good guy so I hope he deals well with trades like this one.

I just hope everything would work well with the new pool of players for the GIANTS. Honestly, I still can't say if the team really benifited from the Marc Pingris - Enrico Villanueva trade. I just hope the team will have a good showing in the import-laced conference.

Bring back the GLORY guys.

Jump Ball

... I had watched the players in warm-ups, still boys themselves but to me poised and confident warriors, chuckling to each other about some inside joke, glancing over the heads of fawning fans to wink at the girls on the sidelines, casually flipping layups or tossing high-arcing jumpers until the whistle blew and the centers jumped and the players joined in furious battle. I decided to become part of that world ...

-Barack Obama; Dreams from My Father

The Rat Race: First Week

It's been hell crazy this week. It's like I'm back in my form - the real me.

For the past 10 months, I hated my life. It's so SCOTTY-EUROTRIP-PREDICTABLE. I have no real friends. It's full of crap. It all changed when I got this job. I prepared myself because I know everything will change.

It's not easy to adjust in this kind of world where I live right now. It's a competitive world out there. Who am I? I'm just a fucking undergrad with no work experience and no "extra-ordinary" skills. It's crazy when I asked myself how I survived that hell experience of getting this job. It's crazy that I'm out there with people, opps, professionals, college graduates, highly skilled workers and people I look up to. It's unbelievable working with them. It's amazing being with them.

We are mixed people in our batch. Everyone has their own stories. It's like HBO. There's drama, suspense, action, romance. We are all unique individual no matter what title we own, what fucking experiences we've had, we are out there with a mission.

I got intimidated the first time I entered that training room because of their educational attainment. I felt like a nobody. But dude, they are great people. They are normal people. We've had lots of fun being together. One week and all I can think are those times we're so crazy bonding with each other.

At the end of our first shift, I told myself "man, I'm back."

McDonalds E-Heads Commercial

Deym! I don't even know what to say about this commercial.
NOSTALGIA! NOSTALGIA! NOSTALGIA!

I've never tried dipping my fries into a chocolate sundae.
I've tried dipping it into a gravy and it tastes awful.

The ATENEO Immersion SCANDAL

Nakapanlulumo ang diary ng isang ATENISTA na ito. Hindi ko alam kung epekto ba ito ng pagiging UAAP Champion nila at naging utak bola ang kanyang kaisipan o dahil epekto lang ito ng sobrang traffic sa KATIPUNAN. Whatever!

Hindi ko gustong husgahan ang tao na may-akda ng mga imahe sa ibaba. Isa lamang siyang tao na nilamon ng materyal na bagay ang kaisipan. Nilamon ng modernisasyon ang kamalayan ang ipinanganak ng dalawang asong ulol.

Noong bata pa ako ay mayroon kaming kasambahay na isang aeta na tumagal din ng maraming taon hanggang umalis na lang siya ng lumaki na kami. Ni minsan ay hindi ko inisip na iba ang kanilang uri at humahanga pa nga ako dahil lagi silang bida sa SIBIKA at KULTURA na subject ko sa school.

Basahin niyo na lang ang kwento ng isang ATENISTA sa baba nito. Kayo na ang humusga.

Wala akong karapatan na kwestiyonin ang turo ng eskwelahan nila o ng kahit sino pang santo. Pero higit na nakapanlulumo sa kwento ay ang klase ng pag-asal na ipinakita ng kanyang mga magulang. Ikakahiya ko siguro kung ganyan na klase ang mga magulang ko.

Sa mga pagkakataon na ito naiisip ko kung gaano ako ka-swerte na isang nilalang ng Diyos. Una, dahil mayroon akong wisdom. Pangalawa, dahil nabuksan ko ang aking kamalayan sa realidad ng buhay. Isang bagay na hindi matutumbasan ng isang bote ng perfume o isang dosena ng LV bags.

It's NOT The PALE MOON That Excites Me

I guess I'll be writing about love this time around.

I just came from my pre-employment medical examination earlier and it was indeed a tiring day. After watching the local TV news, my body just fell into my bed and then I sleep. The weird thing is, I was thinking of someone the moment I was about to sleep and then hours later, I woke up thinking of that someone again.

It's a weird feeling. It's a hard feeling. I guess the last time I've had this thing on my mind was about 3 years ago - that is also the last time I fell in love.

I ask myself. Am I falling in-love again?

I never had this kind of elation for a long time. So it just feels so good to me right now. And do you know what made me think I'm falling in-love again? I'm singing this classic love song in my head right now.

I'm crazy. I know I've missed this whole thing and I'm getting kind of ignorant again this time. I just wanted this feeling to last for some time and then maybe I'll think of my next actions. I just want this music to keep on playing on my mind. This is getting a litte sort of fantasy but you can never blame my feelings this time. Wherever this thing leads me, I know I'll be good. I'm just happy to say I'm back on track - again.

Of Fulfillment

Kahapon ay nagpunta ako ng Quiapo Church.
Marami akong pinasalamatan.
Marami rin akong hiniling.

Isang araw ang lumipas,
halos lahat ng hiniling ko sa Nazareno ay natupad lahat.

Hindi naman ako deboto.
Hindi rin ako mahilig magsimba.

Pero ika nga ni Kuya Kim,
ngayong araw ay nagbago ang tingin ko sa mundo.

Ito na siguro ang pinakamasayang araw ng buhay ko.

May pinuntahan ako kanina.
Sa una, blangko ang utak ko.
Ngunit ng lumaon, naisip ko
Ito ang araw na kailangang may mapatunayan ako sa sarili ko.

May mga nakilala ako.
Ngunit lahat kami,
ay parang mga daga na nag-uunahan sa isang karera.

Lumipas ang mga oras,
isa isang nagtumbahan ang iba.

Natapos ang araw,
umuwi ako kasabay ang isang damdamin na hindi ko maipaliwanag.

Naranasan ko ang tila ba kagalakan na wala kang masabihan kundi ang sarili mo.
Nasulit ang pagod ko buong araw.
Naubos ang laman ng baterya ko.
Pero sa pag-uwi kong iyon,
baon ko ang isang pag-asa
na ako ngayon ay isang lehitimong mamamayan na ng bansa natin.

Salamat.
Sa Poon.
Sa hirap.
Sa pag-asa.
Sa pagsubok.
Sa pagbagsak.
at sa muli kong pagbangon.

Bukas, masasaksihan ko ang pagbabago ng buhay ko.
Bukas, magsisimula na ang pangalawang yugto ng paglalakbay kong ito.

Kailan Pa Naging Scripted Ang Sunog?

Ang POST ko ngayon ay tungkol sa SUNOG, APOY.

Sa lahat ng sakuna sa buhay at aksidente, ang masunogan ang pinaka-ayaw ko. Pero, ang totoo, dalawang beses na kaming nasunogan ng bahay. Ang una ay noong maliit pa lamang ako nang nakatira pa kami sa Maynila at ang panghuli ay nang bigla na lamang nag-apoy ang dirty kitchen namin dito sa probinsya. Halos hindi ako makapaniwala noon na nakikita ko kung gaano kabilis kumalat ang apoy. Buti na nga lamang at mabilis namin itong naapula. Muntik na talagang matulog kami sa kalsada.

May kasabihan daw kasi na mas mabuti ng manakawan ka ng sampung beses kaysa masunogan ka ng isang beses. Kaya ganoon na lamang ang awa ko kapag may ibinabalita sa TV ng mga pamilyang nasunogan. Mahirap magsimula. Mahirap ang buhay na back to zero lalo na kung hindi De Venecia ang apelyedo mo.

Ngunit may napansin ako. Lately, feeling ko ay nagiging scripted ang Bureau Of Fire Protection. Sa paiba-ibang beses kasi na nagkakasunog sa buong kamaynilaan, ang pinakahuli pa nga habang sinusulat ko ito ay ang sunog na nangyari sa Malakanyang, walang ibang reason sa imbestigasyon ng BFP kundi "Faulty Electrical Wiring". Iyan ang Number One Reason ng Sunog. Kumbaga sa Videoke, siya ang "My Way" ni Frank Sinatra.

Ilan bang sunog ang ini-report sa TV na hindi naging resulta ng imbestigasyon ang "FAULTY ELECTRICAL WIRING." Ito na yata ang pambansang dahilan ng SUNOG. Wala na bang pwedeng ibang gamitin na phrase ang BFP kundi "FAULTY ELECTRICAL WIRING"? Dahil sa totoo lang, kahit nga isinusulat ko ang katagang iyan dito sa aking blog ay para bang naririndi ako sa paulit-ulit na sulat ko ng "FAULTY ELECTRICAL WIRING".

Sana naman ay maka-isip sila ng ibang kataga. 2009 na. At sana, ngayong bagong tao ay umiwas na tayo sa sakuna.

BOOK REVIEW - Para Kay B : Ricky Lee

Una akong nakasagap ng tsismis tungkol sa libro na ito mula sa mga entertainment websites. Ang sumulat nga naman ay si Ricky Lee - isang batikang manunulat sa telebisyon at pelikula. Kaya naman ng minsan ay mapadaan ako sa National Bookstore ay hinanap ko kaagad ang libro niya.

Noong una, nakalimutan ko pa ang title. Hanap dito. Hanap doon. Hanggang sa sumuko ako at naghanap ng staff ng National Bookstore.

Nagtanong ako sa isang babae.

AKO: Miss, mayroon na ba kayo ung bagong novel ni Ricky Lee? Nakalimutan ko po kasi title eh.

NBS Staff: Para Kay B?

AKO: 'Un. 'Un nga po. (sabay isip na finally may isang tao na alam ang title ng libro na hinahanap ko)

NBS Staff: Hindi ko sure kung mayroon pa kaming stock 'eh. Sabay punta sa isang drawer, halungkat ng libro sa PHILIPPINE FICTION.

AKO: (Tumatakbo sa isip ko na wala na talagang pag-asa)

NBS Staff: Sold out na po 'eh.

AKO: Ahh... Sige, salamat na lang. (Sa isip-isip ko eh kaya pala alam niya ang title ng libro eh dahil naibenta na. Malas.)


Susuko na sana ako ngunit ng pauwi na kami papuntang Bicol(matapos magpa-picture ako sa CR ng ALI Mall with Senator Noynoy Aquino) ay may National Bookstore din nga pala sa mall na un.

Pasok sa mall.
Hanap sa Philippine Fiction.
Halungkat.
B-I-N-G-O.
Price? 250.00.
Pila.
Bayad.
Itago sa bag.
Uwi ng BIKOL.
Basa.
Ihi ang pahinga.
Buklat ulit ng pahina.
Tapos.

Para Kay B ( O Kung paano dinevastate ng pag-ibig ang 4 out of 5 sa atin)
By: Ricky Lee

Ang FINAL VERDICT?

MATAPANG ang pagsulat ni Ricky Lee. Isang katapangan na may halong halakhak tulad ng kay Bob Ong. At katapangan na may halong dignidad tulad ng pagsulat ni Alan Navara sa Girl Trouble. Halatang-halata ang pagiging experienced writer ni Ricky Lee. Isa lang ito sa mga librong binasa ko na akmang gawin indie movie o teleserye. Masyadong mapangahas. Teknikal ang pagsulat. Makata ngunit moderno at talaga namang pinagpawisan ako sa ibang kwento. Natural ang pagkwento niya tungkol sa paksa - L.O.V.E. I mean, papasok ang pantasya mo ng isang relasyon na magkahalo ang lahat ng elemento - paniniwala, away at gulo, at ang pinaka-exciting - SEX. Oo. SEX. Ito ang nagbigay kulay lalo na sa unang kwento. Dito inilabas ang galit ng karakter at ang mahusay na paglarawan sa paksa ng walang halong kabastusan.

Overall, nasulit ang pera na ibinayad ko at ang pagod ko sa paghahanap sa librong ito. Magandang basahin ang libro lalo na sa mga tulad kong parte ng karaniwang tao - umiibig, nasasaktan at umiibig muli. Isang henyo ang manunulat kaya mararapat lamang na isang work of art ang kanyang nailimbag na libro. Nakakabighani at tagos sa puso.

The NOT-SO-USUAL-BREAK

Welcome 2009 and yes, goodbye at last 2008.

This post is about the past week - Christmas and New Year CELEBRATION. Yeah, let me put this in chronological order.

December 24 - 25 = After hearing mass at 10pm, it's the usual "Noche Buena"... ooppss.. it's actually "Noche Gabuyo". I'm just kidding. Chicken Macaroni Casserole, Grilled Spareribs, Grilled Chicken, Beef Asado, and of course my favorite - WINE. It's STRAWBERRY Wine for this year. I ended up sleeping too early, around 3am and woke up on Christmas day to attend mass again in Naga City.

December 28 = The SMA ALUMNI HOMECOMING. It's the time of the year where you see all your "MANANG" schoolmates turned into BITCHY 'HOs and all your crushes during 1st grade now looks like PAN de SAL. I am so mean on this post. Anyways, it's always the usual "ANG-TABA-MO-NA" expression. But it has been fun this year. What I like about my batch mate and schoolmates is the fact that they all remain grounded. There's no "HOW-MANY-CARS-DO-YOU-OWN" attitude - at least at this stage I guess. It was a fun night specially because there's an overflowing supply of booze all evening plus the usual pulutan - kulang na lang kanin - ang the usual hilahan sa dance floor.

December 29 = Good Weather = Good Mood = Good Luck. Indeed it was a lucky night. I visit a very very very old friend of mine. We did the usual hi and hello. We talked for about 4 hours. It was crazy 4 hours. NOSTALGIC. I was trying to forget some things about past issues but she's insisting of asking me things that happened decades ago. I went home at 2 am - elated. Well, thanks for the FIRECRACKER that we were almost hit by a SHRAPNEL. Haha.

December 30 = '05 UNRIVALED MONICANS Batch Party. It was a memorable night. Even heavy rains can't stop us from partying all evening and extending it until the morning. There's booze in every table. Some friends have gone bulimic, nuts, and at around 4AM, the venue looks like a refugee camp. That's how crazy we turned the whole event. Crazy as hell but it was so much fun.

New Year's Eve = I just stayed home, avoided all the firecrackers, enjoyed watching concerts of Sir Paul McCartney, JOURNEY (w/ legendary STEVE PERRY), and the replay of THE DREAM MATCH. The MEDIA NOCHE? Meatball Penne Mac, Beef Caldereta, Fiesta Ham, tons of fruit and again - RED WINE.

It was a simple celebration all throughout the HOLIDAYS. But who cares? The fact that I enjoyed spending time with my family, partying with friends to avoid clinical depression means a lot to me. I am very positive for this 2009. I hope it would be more UNPREDICTABLE-AIRA this year. Sort of GO-WITH-THE-FLOW Theme and a WORK-HARD-PLaY-HARDER 2009. This year would be great. I can sense it.