5.31.2007

I Can Make it Through the Rain

"Eto ako, basang basa sa ulan..."
"Tanging hiling ko sa yo, na tuwing umuulan..."
"Pumatak nanaman ang ulan sa loob ng bahay..."


“Kuyaaaaa, alas singko na! Mamalengke ka naaa!”

Nagsusumamo ang pinsan ko na ako’y bumangon at tumungo sa talipapa para mamili ng ulam. Kainis! Kung kailan naman maalingsangan ang panahon at masarap matulog sa hapon, tsaka ko pa makakalimutan na ngayon pala ako nakatoka mamalengke. Eh, wala naman ako magawa, kung hindi ako mamamalengke ngayon, walang makakain ang Buena Familia sa gabi (At siguradong sermon nanaman ako sa erpat at ate). Kahit naalimpungatan, pininit kong bumangon. Tumingin ako sa cellphone; 17:00. Pakingshet, alas singko na nga. Pagdating sa kusina, naghilamos ako ng konti at kumuha ng pera sa platera. Nako, yari talaga; pang-tatlong araw na ulam pala bibilhin ko ngayon.

“Kuya, dala ka ng payong, mukhang uulan!”

Aww, sweet naman.

Kumuha ako ng payong na kulay orange sa sabitan. Makulay ang sabitan ng payong namin. Marami kasing payong. Yun nga lang, yung orange lang ang gumagana ng maayos. Yung blue, wag lang mautot si Bathala at humangin, nagiging walis, bumabaliktad. Yung green, dahil medyo makalawang na, hindi na bumubukas. Yung yellow, walang handle. Lintek na mga payong to, dispalinghado na pala, ayaw pa itapon.

Nako, gudlak naman, wala palang bulsa ang short na suot ko, kailangan pala hawakan ko ang pitaka habang naglalakad papuntang palengke. Mukhang nanay! Shempre, more more check muna ako ng mga dala; pera, payong, listahan (o dba?) katawan, anino, kaluluwa, puri (teka baka maiwan). Ayan kumpleto na, pwede na sumugod sa paleng—

Tak, tak, takakakakakakakakakakak!

Ay putik, umuulan na. Shempre, ilabas na ang ga-plangganang binaliktad na payong. O diba, pwede akong magpasukob ng isang barangay sa laki ng payong ko? Hay, rainy days are finally here! Matutuwa nanaman ang mga orchids ko, makakaranas na sa wakas ng paligo. Puro naman kase spray lang ang pandilig ko sa kanila. Ayan, magsawa kayo! At ayun, naglabasan ang mga batang sabik sa ulan, akala mo’y ngayon lang nadampian ng tubig sa katawan at kung maghihiyaw eh pwede nang magcheering squad. Lumabas na ako ng gate at gumagabi na, marami pa akong bibil—

Plak, plak, (flash!) BBBBOOOOOMMMMMMM!

EEEEEEEEKKKKKK!

Oist, ano ba, bawal tumili! Ang mga kapitbahay makarinig, sabihin bakla ka!

Mga limang minuto din ang lalakarin para makarating sa talipapa. Pero mukhang magiging sampung minuto. Kasi naman, madulas ang kalsada. Kelangan paseksi ng konti ang lakad, baka madulas ako, mag-ala Ms. USA sa Miss U sa gitna ng kalsada. (Ahahahaha naalala ko tuloy, ‘Saan children’s party galling ka ning? Nagpaputok ng balloons?’ Wahihihihi). Salamat sa pudpod kong sandals, lalong naging madulas ang basa na ngayong kalsada. Edi pasweet ng konti lumakad. Pero in fairness, masarap ang feeling ang naglalakad sa ulan, sarap magemote. Kase diba, pag may rainy scenes sa mga pelikula, dun yung may mga intense (as in intense) na “I Love You” and kissing scene. And besides, isa sa mga wildest dream ko is a kiss under the rain (sweet diba?). Lakad ka habang kumakanta ng “I’m singing in the rain!” with matching sayaw-sayaw pa na shempre, hindi pwede kung ayaw kong madulas at mapahiya sa gitna ng kalsada. Yun nga lang, bad trip sa baha, lutangan ang mga tubig galling sa kanal. Kadiri!

Halfway na ako papunta sa palengke. Habang naglalakad, minamasdan ko ang paligid. Masaya talaga makakita ng masasayang mga tao habang naliligo sa ulan. From all ages huh? Talagang tinatamasa ang unang ulan ng Mayo. Ung mga batang kahit hubo’t hubad na, ok lang! Yung mag-asawang lolo’t lola na kahit naka kamisa-chino’t daster lang, ayus na! Nakakatuwa rin makita na marami ring taong nakahanda ngayong panahon ng tag-ulan. Gaya nung dalagang galing trabaho, kahit naka skirt at heels ay go, keri nang mag yapak, wag lang mabasa ang shoes (Baka Prada ang shoes ng lukaret, ayaw mabasa!) At kuntodo raincoat ang mamang nagda-drive ng motor. Paparating ang motor. Rumaragasa. Baha. Dumaan sa ha—

SSSSSPPPPLLLLAAAAAASSSSSSHHHHH!!!!

Nag-ala ‘I can feel it’ na pose pa ako. Wa epek. Naligo ako ng tubig baha. Umabot hanggang sa dibdib ko ang talsik. Magkahalong putik, tubig ulan, tubig kanal, tubig poso negro (ay putcha wag naman) ang bumasa sa akin. Wala akong ibang nasabi kundi…

"PUUUUUUUTAAAAAANNNNGGGGG IIIIINNNNNN—"

Plak, plak, (flash!) BBBBOOOOOMMMMMMM!

Okey, okey, hindi na po magmumura!

Wala akong magawa. Nagagalit si Bossing kapag nagmumura ako. Sige pasensya na lang. Maliligo na lang ako pagdating sa bahay. Sige tuloy na lang ako ng lakad. Gusto kong isumpa ang drayber ng motor, swear!

Ayan, nakarating na rin ako sa talipapa. Iba talaga ang talipapang to, you can buy everyting, anything. Agad akong pumunta sa suki kong fish stand at bumili ng isda. Buti na lang at sariwa ang mga isda kasi mukhang mahaderang bilasang bangus ang mukha ng tindera. Tig-kalahating kilo ng dalagang bukid at bisugo ang binili ko, pamprito at pampaksiw. Pagkakilo ng mga isda, sabi ko “Ate, paki-linis naman po ang mga isda.” Aba, ang sagot ng tindera, “Ay, lilinisin pa, manong?”

Manong daaaaaaw!!!!!?????

Eh kung ingudngod ko kaya sa iyo yang mga isdang kinilo mo? Pakingshet na tindera to—

Plak, plak, (flash!) BBBBOOOOOMMMMMMM!

Ay nagalit ulit si Bossing! Kasi naman, mukha ba naman akong manong?!

Pagkatapos maalisan ng hasang at bituka ang isda, binayaran ko na amg tindera. Sabay alis. Nagmukhang batang lansangan ata ako sa dumi ng damit ko, salamat sa talsik ng baha. Hindi pa ako nakakalayo, may tumili sa likod ko. At nakarinig ako ng pumutok. Ayun, natuluan ng ulan galing sa payong ang bumbilya ng fish stand.

Buti nga!

Next stop, punta naman ako sa chicken stand. Shempre, dun ako sa suki. Mabait at magaganda ang mga tindera, ligwak naman sa pwesto, kelangan ko pang tumuwad para makatingin ng mga bibilhin. Mababa kase ang lugar nila. Pero ok lang. Tinupi ko pa ang ga-plangganang payong ko, dahil natutusok ang mata ng mga katabi ko. Kalahating kilo ng pitso ang binili ko, pinahati ko na ng pag-menudo. Kasama na dun ang mga hotdogs at siomai para dagdag ulam at pansabaw. Kahit siksikan, nauna pa akong makabili sa mga nanay, na todo lapirot pa sa mga manok bago bumili. Bahala kayo dyan.

Next stop, the gulayan. Kilala din ako ng tindera, na kahit rainy season na, fresh na fresh pa rin ang face, salamat sa chin chan su at mena. At wag ka, hindi nila tinakpan ang mga talbos, kangkong, alugbati at malunggay na nasa labas, pinauulanan. Wais diba? Para lagi daw mukhang fresh ang gulay wahahahahah!

“Ate, magkano ang sitaw mo?”

“Limang piso lang, Gwapo.”

Gwapo daw, gwapo daaaaawwww!!!

Palakpak ang aking mga unat na tenga. (Yes, unat po ang tenga ko, walang tupi sa itaas na bahagi) Project ng konti, smile ng konti, dali, discount na yaaaannn!

Sa gulay store talaga ako pinakamaraming binibili. Talong, kalabasa, alugbati, sitaw, gabi, patatas, carrots, sibuyas, bawang, kamatis, kangkong, okra, sampalok, patola at luya. Gulay shopping galore itu. Nararamdaman ko nang bumibigat ang aking dala.

“Dami mong nang pinamili ah, gwapo.”

“Oo nga po eh”

Ate, tama na, blush na ako oh, see?

“Magkano lahat, ate?”

“Seventy na lang sa iyo, darling.”

“Talaga ate? Salamat po. Eto po bayad.”

Buti na lang ang fez value, epek. Diskwento ito ng otso pesos! Wahihihi.

Last stop, the sari-sari store. Para na syang maliit ng grocery. Naalala ko pa nung New Year’s Eve, nakalimutan naming ni pinsan magbayad ng pinamili. Hinabol kami ng tindera at napagkamalan pa kaming shoplifter. Kaloka diba? Anyway, for the first time, nakaramdam ako na tuyo ang tindahang pinuntahan ko. Kaya karir ng isara ng ga-plangganang binaliktad na payong. Bumili lang ako dito nga mga tomato sauce, chicharon at hibi, at umalis (shempre nagbayad muna). Pagbukas ko ng payong…

“Aray, ang payong mo naman kuya!”

“Ay, sorry ate, hindi sadya.”

Muntik nang tamaan ng payong kong ga-plangganang binaliktad sa dibdib ang ale. Basang-basa pa naman ang ale, at medyo bumabakat ang kanyang—

Plak, plak, (flash!) BBBBOOOOOMMMMMMM!

Hindi na po, hindi na po. Kung ano, ano kasi ang pinag-tititingnan eh. Ayan tuloy.

Hay, sa wakas, pwede na akong umuwi, kumpleto na lahat ng pinamili ko. Double check muna ako sa listahan at naglakad na pauwi. Andun na ako sa stree papunta sa amin. Nakita ko pa rin ang mga binatilyong naglalaro sa ulan kanina pa. Adik sa ulan? Kuya, magbanlaw na, bumabakat na…

PLAK, PLAK, PLAK (flash!) BBBBOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!

Nakita kong gumuhit sa langit patungong lupa ang kidlat at sundan na isang nakakabinging kulog.

Hindi na po. Hindi na po mauulit. Kasalanan yan... Huhuhu!!

Wari ko’y matatanggal ang mga daliri ko sa bigat ng dala ko. Hindi ko rin naisip, pwede ko palang isukbit ang mga pinamili ko sa hawakan ng payong kong ga-plangganang binaliktad. At para mas madali, dalawang kamay ang nakahawak sa payong. O diba? Gusto ko sanang magpadyak, pero sayang ang sais pesos, pang Extra Joss din yun. Kaya lakad na lang. Tutal naman eh basa na ako…

Teka, bakit parang may tumutulo sa ulo ko??

Tingala ako sa payong…

MAY BUTAS ANG PAYONG!!!

Hindi ko na alintana ang tulo sa payong kong ga-plangganang binaliktad. Nagmamadali na akong naglakad, pero shempre, pa keme ng konti, baka madulas ako at sumabog ang pinamili ko sa baha! (Ala Mike Enriquez na SUSMARYOSEP!)

Pero sadyang mapagbiro ang tadhana. Unti-unti, isang rebolusyong ang nagaganap sa tiyan ko. Unti-unti akong nagmabilis ng lakad. (Pero ingat, ang poise, minus trillion Gwapo points pag nadulas!) Parang lalong lumalayo ang bahay kapag nararamdaman kong nagsususmamo nang lumabas at mga talunan sa katatapos lang na rebolusyon sa tiyan ko. Magkahalong ipit at takbo ang ginawa ko, hindi na alintana ang mga talsik ng putik sa binti ko. Duming-dumi ako sa katawan ko, pero ayos lang, malilinis naman yan sa bahay eh.

Ilang saglit pa, nakarating na ako sa bahay. Nangangaripas akong nagbukas ng gate, tumungo sa sala kasama ang maputik kong paa, naglapag ng mga pinamili sa lamesa na wala nang pakialam kung nadaganan ang mga isda at manok, at tumungo sa banyo. Pero isang nakagigimbal na katotohanan ang lumantad…

May gumagamit ng banyo!!

“Kuya, maliligo pa ako!!”

AY P****G I**!!!!!!!!! DAAAAALLLLLIIIIIAAAAANNNN MMMMMMOOOOOO!!!!!

PLAK, PLAK, PLAK (flash!) BBBBOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!



5.29.2007

College Memoirs.. The Five-Year Journey

"Just when we think life has passed us by, it is but great to look back at the things that made the person we are today."

Freshmen: the noobie

No pictures yet or perhaps none that I have. But I could still remember trimming 7 BS AeE sections into 5 in just a semester's time.

Sophomore: the Aeroscope EIC

Fooling around with the girlfriends!

Library shots (kaya napapagalitan ng librarian eh)
First shot for Aeroscope (induction of PFA officers '03 - '04)



Me at the Publication Office (EIC days)

Publication Office Buddies

The Cream of the Crop (PATTS at PLM)

The gang at Volet's Resort, Cavite

Volet's Ulit (Kinaumagahan)

Volet's pa ulit!

Anilao Getaway!

Junior: the TSAA president


Striking poses after entering Gabi ng Lagim at Star City

Goofing around after Aerodynamics Class

The Hangar Posers (laro ng chess bago uwi)

Cooking Lessons for Filipino class ahihihi
Paolo and I


Tronix Addicts!

The whole EE 328 class with Sir Jover Boyd!
The gang with Ms. Rish Alberto!

Eating out at Burger King Glorietta
TSAA Outing!

Chess at Osman's Place
Formal Wear Christmas Party at Aviles Residence


Pics at Choi's Bday (Kainis wala ako nyan!)

Senior: the Pasay-Parañaque Transition

The Men of the AeroLab

Aero Tour at Air Force City

Lab rats! Wind tunnel testing.

Foundation Day Eve, with our mommy Engr. Editha Domingo

Mga pacute sa Walkway

Aero Tour sa Air Force City Ulit!

Aero Tour Shots pa ulit!
Bus Passengers...

Hot Air Balloon Festival at Clark Field, Pampanga! May balloon sa likod namin!

Entrance to the Balloons!

A candid shot... Stopover from journey to Clark

Lab Rats 2! Ndi pa ako natutulog, patulog muna Tupe huh?!

A tribute to the Graduating Students! Kamusta naman ang silver??

Babylove's Wedding (Wala ako kase choir ako dat tym)

Graduating: the PULSE Chieftain and the End of College Days

Lab Rats 3! The Adams Family... Ahihihi

The whole cast of Lab Rats! The AeroLab gang!

The Lord and the Slaves (we are not worthy!!)

The Last Day of Class... Sniff, sniff!

The Graduation Ball! Kamusta naman ang Costume namin ni Jeanne?

Lab Rats Shala Edition!

Graduation Day! (Huhuhu wala ako sa pic!!!!)




BS Aeronautical Engineering Batch 2007
TILL WE MEET AGAIN!!!



Photo Credits:

Diana Kay Ella
Osman Ceasar Aviles
John Filemon Torres
Ellyn Guadaña
Boone Grava


5.26.2007

Blue Moon

And suddenly there appeared before me The only one my arms could ever hold I heard someone whisper, "please, adore me" And when i looked my moon had turned to gold.

"Blue Moon"
Orange and Lemons

The moon revolves around the earth in 29.5 days, and we have an irregular number of days in our yearly months, add to the leap year where we have an extra day on February. It is but possible then for us to see the same phase of the moon in a month. When the moon shows its full light twice in month, then the phenomena of the Blue Moon comes in.

The origin of the term blue moon comes from the Spanish, but it doesn’t literally mean the moon turns color blue, but instead, it means SAD Moon. The frequency of having a blue moon is hard to decipher, hence the saying “Once in a blue moon.”

On a study conducted by scientists in a 10,000-year basis, 86% of blue moons happen on January and March, while 9% on April and 4% on May and 1% on the rest of the months. The years where no blue moons occur are called Metonic Years. It occurs in the pattern: (legend: bm – blue moon year, my – metonic years) bm, 2my, bm, 2my, bm, my, bm, 2my, bm, 2my, bm, 2my, bm, my. This cycle repeats every nineteen years.

By the way, the next blue moon will be on June 30, 2007. That’s some weeks to go. You may not want to miss it, for the next will be on December 2009.

5.24.2007

The DotA Player's Canticle...

Bago maglaro ng DotA, magdasal muna tayo:

Dear GODLIKE;

Thank you for OWNING me another day to play. May all the WICKED SICK be healed be your DOMINATING touch. May your PERSEVERANCE be present at the MORNING and EVENING TAVERNS. May you increase the ATTACK SPEEDS and DAMAGES of the SENTINELS and SCOURGE. Shower us enough GOLD to create our DIVINE RAPIERS and AGHANIM'S SCEPTERS. Send us your CREEPS and GUARDIAN ANGELS to protect us from KILLING SPREES. Forgive our BACKSTABS. Continue to shower us with AURAS and fill our hearts with TARRASQUES.

AMEN.


DotA nah!!!!

5.22.2007

Raptusinco! Part 3

Here we are again, having five things under the sun and everything! For this article, medyo pormal-pormal muna. Kailangan eh, we had people who need this atricle. Nakapagpromise kasi ako to help them, and so here it is...

My Raptusinco! for today is entitled The Pains and Joys of Letting Go and Moving On...

This issue may sound cliché to all people who have gone through many struggles in life, especially those who were into unsuccessful relationships and might be still going to the pains of the breakups – bitterness in simple terms. Nevertheless, I’m still sharing things here, for the sake of the neophytes and risk takers…

Sharing a love, I say, is the greatest feeling anyone can ever experience. Times when you’re together, holding each others hand, saying sweet nothings (although for the two of you it really seems something) are merely a fraction of what two people can do with the love they share. Sometimes, what drives two people to escape the rude world they are living is the new feeling of being loved and cared for. Yes, words will never describe the feeling… same as true when the time has come to end it.

Breakups are really painful, may you be the one who asked for it or the other party. It was never easy to lose something so special for you, for whatever reason it may be. The hurting feeling is just overwhelming us that we take some actions far from our rationality, from hysteria to suicide. But there is a catch. The pain may not go away that easily, but there are ways to live your life while on the process of healing.Here are some advices I can give for those broken hearted people.


1. Let Time Heal

Moving on can’t be done in an instant. It goes with time. Remember, anything done in haste may end in waste. This is the first choice, actually, let it heal or scratch the lacerations of a broken heart. The next entries are the things that may be done when time goes idle and the memories just keep coming;

2. Engage

Do the things you have forgotten. Enjoy the freedom. The world is just waiting for you, lots of activities you may want to try are just around the corner. Hug your pet, play net games or ballgames, stroll the mall, prepare a special recipe for your folks, strum the guitar, post something on the blog, ;) the list is endless… Just be creative and push yourself to do it. You might not know, you might be creating the best artwork, or the best song composition, or the recipe of a lifetime.

3. Have a life support system, and learn to be strong without them

Spend time with families and friends. For sure, they will always be there for you, ready to comfort you in these painful times. Tell them how you feel, cry those painful tears. But then, it’s not everyday you will be with these wonderful and loving people, so make the most out of your time with them. Have independence ready, because you never know when you might (heaven forbid) lose them.

4. Don’t get bitter… Learn

Memories will never leave you. They will always be in your mind. For the good memories, cherish it. For the bad memories, learn from it. You may never know, someday, somehow, these memories might help you for the future experiences, so keep it, don’t trash it. Try not being so general. Have those impressions in deductive reasons, at the least, or end up paranoid.

5. Always be open

Don’t close your heart; it should always be ready to love again. Don’t be afraid, because true and altruistic love will lead the way. Let God’s guidance be your light and your faith in Him your shield.


Back when I had my Friendster Blog, I strolled on different blogs. I came across one of my friends’ entry. He quoted these words:

"There is dignity in keeping someone you love, but there is more dignity in letting someone you love go.”

I was fascinated by the thought. The passage is right. Dignity comes with freedom. There is no other love better than offering something to the other person without asking anything in return. Letting go is synonymous to true love… unselfish love…


Ayan, five things under the sun, kung may mga suggestion kayo na ilagay dito, gawa lang kayo ng list, basta lima lang, and state the common denominator in each. Ang mga tinuran dito ay para lamang pagkatuwaan, kaya wag seryosohin. Tandaan, ang tamaan, (sabay tapik sa noo) GUILTY!


What Is My Name?

Arrange the letters of the following phrase and you have my full name...


"One happier, global VIP."


Sa mga nakakakilala sa akin... no coaching!

Hehehe

5.21.2007

Stability, Other Than Quality...

Most people find the Perfect person to be with, to love and be loved. But think of these;

How do we define the perfect person?

Is it the looks or what things meet the eye?
Is it the status in life? How much treasures does his crate holds?
Is it the stability of his life? How his careers soars him to heights everyone dreamed to be?
Is it the great parent figure that can ensure the future of your so-dreamed kids?
Is it the relationship with his principles and foundations and beliefs?


Okay, okay, you have the answers in your mind. Having those answers manifests you being normal. Yes, setting standards are normal, my dear. Now this leads to my next question:


How can a perfect person be loved?

You see the person as the all-good person, no glitches, nothing. My dear, if you think that's loving truly, think again. A perfect person is never loved. He is adored. He is being looked up. As per everyone's definition / perception, love is blind. When are you blind when you are with the perfect person? Or let me rephrase that, what things from a perfect person are you going to be blind for? Nothing, right? Sometimes, I can't help thinking that a perfect person isn't worth loving, but is worth the admiration, nevertheless. There's not even a place in the life of the so-called perfect person to be loved, for there is nothing to be filled for. None for love to make if full.

And perhaps, there is no such thing as a perfect person. A perfect being, perhaps, yes, but not a perfect person.


So where does the perfect-person hunt go?

Stability. Other than quality. We set those standards, then find the person who possess it. When time comes, someone will make us fall in love. That person might not possess all the things we long for. But definitely, there's the dilemma. Complementing. Not setting the differences but putting solutions to it. Arguing on glitches but not hating one another because of that. Most couples have this trend, and I find it sweet when lovers are joking about each other's differences, then maglalambingan afterwards. Cute diba?

Love shows when acceptance comes. It can also be manifested when time strengthens the differences between partners, coupled by those promises kept day by day, my definition of commitment

I guess that's what relationships are made of, you think?

Stability + Commitment = Great, Lasting Relationships

Just Some Thoughts...

5.20.2007

Raptusinco! Part 2


O diba, may part 2 agad ang aking Raptusinco! For my second installment, I'll be having five of the groups from the television series of the yesteryears with five members (ndi ko talaga favorite ang 5 diba?)

1. Maskman

For people of my ageline, these groups are very familiar and very popular. Composed with three males and two females, each owning a colored suit and a helmet. A combination of black, blue, green and red suits for the males and yellow and pink for the females. Kung kasing tanda mo na ako, alam mo na ang sequence ng program. Lababas ang monster, maghahasik ng lagim, tapos to the rescue ang lima. Ndi muna nila haharapin ang monster, kasi lalabas pa yung mga alalay nito na pare-pareho ang cover-alls, (hahahaha) tapos lilgwakan ng konti at gagamitin ang super electromagnetic chuva gun, may pyramid formation ekek pa tapos ayun, patay ang monter. But wait there's more! Magmamagic-magic ang archnemesis at boom! Lalaki ang monster, at maninira ng mga monobloc na buildings, tsaka to the rescue ang mga sasakyan, sasakay ang mga bida, pose-pose ng konti, at poof! Mabubuo ang super robot. Konting sabog-sabog, suntuk-suntuk, at pag-nilabas na ang super mega sword, afraid na ang giant. With a switf blow, ayun, dedz and monster. Shempre, unforgettable din ang mga themesong. Immortal nang matatawag ang mga linyang 'Humanda na kayo, kampon ng kadiliman, oras na ng pagtutuos, kasamaan nyo'y dapat nang matapos. Narito na sila, bayaning tagapagtanggol, sa masama'y lilipol!'

2. Sailormoon

Wahahaha! Naalala ko tuloy yung blog ni Wanda about our sexy sailor soldiers. Baklang-bakla daw mag transform... Ahihi. Pero true, these femme fatale superheroes have it. Sisigaw lang sila ng "Kapangyarihan ng araw, taglay ay liwanag, kambal na lakas..." Ayy mali! ahahahaha... May trademark sila na hinding-hindi malilimutan. Maglalabas ng makeup sa kikay kit, at ayun, magsisimula na ang fffffoooooorrrrrrrrttttttttttyyyyyyyy-eeeeeiiiiiiggggggghhhhhhhhtttttttttt million years na transformation. "Ang kapangyarihan ko'y nagmumula sa compact powder at nail polish!" Matagal ko na rin pinagmumuni-muni bakit walang Sailor Earth. Kase nasa earth sila? At ang nakakatawa pa... kapag laban-laban na, andyan na't gagamitin na ang mga powers na kahit kelan eh walang epek sa kalaban. Tapos kapag nakorner na ang mga hitad, lilipad na ang rose ni Tuxedo Mask at poof, save the day ang sailor warriors. Tapos final blow na ni Sailormoon. Hala ffffoooorrrrttttttyyyyyy years ulit. Pose-pose with matching emote at boom, ligwak ang monster. The plot includes having Sailormoon and Tuxedo Mask as the reincarnation of Queen Serenity and King Endymion of the Crystal Palace. Originally, five lang talaga sila, eh trip ng plot nakumpletuhin ang solar system, kaya yun, pumasok na sa eksena ang Uranus (na lalaki ang alterego, san ka pa?), Pluto (na girl counterpart ni San Pedro), Neptune (sya ang pinakamaganda as i see) at Saturn (na naging villain in the later series). Pero sheeet, wala pa rin Sailor Earth at Sailor Sun?

3. Voltes Five

Meet the Armstrong brothers Steve, Little John and Big Bert, Jaime Robinson and Mark Gordon! The formidable Voltes team. They are secretly trained by the Earth Special Forces for personal combat to pilot aviation vehicles that will form Voltes V ay mali Voltes Five. Until now hindi ko gets kung paano nila natutuhan magpalipad ng eroplanong mukhang hindi naman lilipad (kamusta naman kung lilipad ang sasakyan ni Jaime and Big Bert diba?) Then I saw the series ulit on DVD Quiapo version. Diretso palang feed sa utak nila ang paggamit ng mga battle ships. Taray! Matrix ito... At ewan ko rin bakit naasign ang pinakamalaking sasakyan sa pinakamaliit na pilot at ang pinakamaliit ng sasakyan sa pinakamalaking pilot. Pero ang masaya sa series na to, may family values. Kaya ang ending, nalaman ng buong pangalan ng Archenemy ng Voltes team ay Prince Zardos Armstrong. Magaling, magaling, magaling! At dito sumikat ang lahat ng kakaibang mga weapons (Super-electromagnetic whip / top / ball, Voltes Bazooka) na pa showy-epek lang, ndi naman kayang ligwakin ang monster ng mga Bozenians. Laser Sword lang pala ang katapat. Nyek!

4. The Amazons of Pumaley-ar

"Shigi-shigi ya. shigi-shigi yua!"At sino naman may sabing bida lang ang ilalagay ko dito, shempre, may mga villainesses din. Here's the five deadly assasins from the world of the "Time Space Warp, ngaun din!" series: Shaider. Sinong makakalimot sa malaking tengang si Alexis at ang reyna ng pasador na si Annie (hindi kaya panty yun, pasador, cheap!) sa drag queen na si Yda at sa monster na nanganganak ng itlog sa bibig na si Pumaley-ar. Mabalik tayo. Sila ang institution ng mga fashion statement ating kapanahunan. Palda at sleeveless na tops, na may silver accents, mataas na pusod at tiara (san ka pa?). At mahihilig ang mga lola nyo sa tali. Ang trend, palilibutan ang bida, at yun, itatali at sabog-sabog, shempre, aray-aray ang epek ng bida. Isang putok lang ng baril ni Annie or ni Shaider, tumba na lahat. Hitting five girls with one shot, Bow!

5. Voltron

Ito ang Voltes Team na nag-upgrade. Going universal na, hindi lang international (Taob!) These five pilots, also trained in secrecy to pilot five mechanical elemental tigers to form the super fighting robot Voltron (Na train din kaya sila na ihandle ang element na hawak ng tiger nila? Ilabas ang brilyante!). Ewan ko ba, magreresign ang mga mechanical engineers kapag nakita ang mga powers na mga ito, like na rin sa Voltes Five. At panalo ang sword nila huh, nilikha ni Mupalmo. May design-design pa kuno sa tip, panghihiwa lang naman ng robot. show off!

Ayan, five things under the sun, kung may mga suggestion kayo na ilagay dito, gawa lang kayo ng list, basta lima lang, and state the common denominator in each. Ang mga tinuran dito ay para lamang pagkatuwaan, kaya wag seryosohin. Tandaan, ang tamaan, (sabay tapik sa noo) GUILTY!

5.19.2007

Mutya ng Pasig... Shunga sa Umaga, Shunga sa Gabi

This is the first time I'll be writing an entry with the use of gay lingo. We'll see if I can pass for one hehe. Thanks to Wanda's blog! The events happened May 9, 2007.


Mahirap talagang may biglaang umaabsent, mapipilitan kang mag-substitute ng wala sa oras. Kase naman, absentee voting ang julalay ng sisterette kez sa opis, so go naman ako sa opis to the rescue with matching shining armor. Kesyo may demanda ang efek ng julalay sa Supreme Court kaya always absentee voting ang lola. There's this application na kailangang maiforward sa mayor's office ng Pasig, akala ni atashi, more more tokiz na akez sa Mayoralty ng Pasig, win sana yon pero wit pala. So may i give instructions ang sisterret sa atashi kung anesh gagawin, givesung everlash ng mga papership na need for the work force, with matching five hundred daw for 'processing fee' (i smell under the table iteyching transaction), at yun, may i fly na ang lolo nyo to the Pasig City Hallness. Aba, palabas pa lang ng door, may i habol pa ng request ang sisterette, 'Kuya, pabayla naman kami ng snacks pagbalik' (maltrato na ata to). According to the sisterette, more more text na lang daw sya ng namesung ng contact nila sa City Hall, they have to ask the gelayching julalayness kung anes ang namesung ng contact nila. 3:30 na kase so kelangan tipirin ang timeline. So go with the byahe. Aba, dumating ang text ng ateng, it says:

'Kuya, (mahilig mag kuya sa akin yan kahit 6 years older sa akin) ndi raw natanong ni julalayness ang namesung ng contact, pero sabi nya nag-iisang boylet lang daw yun sa ofis nila.'

More more isip ang lolo. Aba, ang eksena pala memya, may i ask sa isa sa mga gelaychi sa ofis, "Miss, pwede makatokiz ang nag-iisang boylet sa ofis nyo?"

Kakalokah!

Magrereply sana atashi sa sisterette, aba, 'check operator services'.

May dumating na bagong text galing sa sisterette, 'Kuya, naka apple green na polo daw ang otokong contact namin'

Sis, colorblind atashi, forget-me-not mo na?

So go lang sa byahe. Ndi na knowie atashi kung anes ang gagawin, more more emotelya na sa fx, windang-windangan ang efek, at ang background musical, 'Sige, ikembot, sige ikembot, ikembot mo all around/the time (wit ko sure ang lyrics churi)'.

So here comes the Pasig City Hall. Adorable talaga ang design ng hall, with matching columns ang efek kaya greek-greekan edifice ang drama. May i pasok na atashi sa hall, hanap ng ofis according sa instruction. Super silip sa window atashi.

NYAAAAAH! Puro boylet and nasa loob!

Wait lang, relax, may isa pang clue. Ang color ng shirt, kakaiba, lahat naka gray ng polo-barong, ang contact nila ay naka apple green na polo(may i check pa akes ng inbox para sure manure). So go sighting-sighting sa all around.

Ay, may naka apple green polo na mathunder na otokoness! (or so i thought). More more lapit ang lolo sa otokobelles. May hawak na papership gaya ng dala ko at may mga kausap na mashondaness ding otokobelles. Alleluiah! Sya na nga!

Ako: Sir, ako po yung pinadalang assistant ni (julalay), here's the papers that you need. And here's the... (dudukut ng andalulu sa pocketbelles)
Otoko: I'm sorry?
Ako: Sir, Miss (Julalay) will not be able to come today. She asked me to forward to you these papers for the Mayor's permit and here's the processing fee (sabay abot ng anda at paperlash)
Otoko: Who's that? Miss....?
Ako: Sir, Miss (Julalay , nilakasan ko ng konti), from (Namesung ng company).
Otoko: (Malumanay ang boses, though medyo yamot sa akin, mukha kseng nagmamadali) I'm sorry iho, I don't know her.
Ako: But sir, you talked yesterday right? For the mayor's permit?


Sumagot ang kausap nyang otokobelles: 'iho, he's also an applicant for that, he's a taxpayer'

Tumigil ang mundo ko. Gusto kong magevaporate that instant, Swwwweeeeeeaaaaaaarrrrrrrr!
After a million mornings na apology, pinagpapawisan akong umexit sa city hall, wit na care kung naka aircon ang city hall. Finders keepers ang lolo nyo ng fone booth, kaso out of order lahat. May nasight atashi na 5pesos/3mins payphone, na naka-combo ever sa mga palamig, turon at puto. May i tawag sa opis ng sisterette, more more narration sa mga naganap. Bet pa ng sis kes na tumawa dat tym, (imbey ng konti dvah)?

After the call, more more stroll ako sa facade ng city hallness, balisa. Bakit parang may nakalimutan ako??

Ay Poooooooootaaaaaaahhhhhh! Nakalimutan ko magbayad sa payphone!

Go back agad atashi sa opis ng sisterette.

Raptusinco! Part 1


In the tradition of blog empress Wanda, here's my own version of Pito-Pito, but two less than that. This I call Raptusinco, five things under the sun and everything!!

For my inaugural entry, here are five songs with the gay spirit:

1. Fame - Irene Cara

English version ito ng "Babangon Ako't Dudurugin Kita." Ugly Betty ako ngaun, Beauty Queen ako bukas (with the matching entra ng Hail the Most Beautiful theme ng shampoo) at with matching backup dancers saying "Remember, remember, remember my name" na may kembot at shining wardrobe. Pero, parang bitter ang eksena, dbuh? Themesong ito ng mga ayaw mahalin na kanilang mga love interests dahil kinapos ng biyaya ng mukha.

2. I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor

Themesong ng mga kaka-break up lang sa mga jowawiz at nakaget-over na(na nga ba?) sa mga hurting moments and memories. Perfect ito kantahin while eating pitchapies. Kapag nakita ang ex-jowa, biglang kakanta ng "Oh, now go, walk out the door. Just turn around now, you're not welcome T***-In* mo!" With matching pa strong effect line pa na "Do you think I'd Crumble? Do you think I'd lay down and die? Oh no not I, I will survive!"

3. YMCA - Village People

According to a source, the most percentage of gay men emanates from an all-boy school. No wonder, when my school back in elementary is still in the 'kumbento boys' regime, there is a section na twelve ang bakla. And not discreet gays, huh, loud and proud pa. Kaya kamusta ang mga recess at lunch breaks na mistulang Las Vegas ang classroom, may sumasayaw sa ibabaw ng teacher's table habang hinihila ng mga lesser-popular na gays. Sampalan, kurutan, sabunutan ang laban as oppossed to suntukan at sapakan. Well, anyway, minsan talaga, hindi na maiiwasan yan, lalo na kapag mga adolescents na ang mga boys, kase nasa i'm-looking-for-myself stage na ang mga yan. At ang libido, naku, upsurge, kaya kung sino ang makita, basta mapagparausan, go! Hahahaha (sounds familiar...)

4. Dancing Queen - Abba

I'm a big Abba fanatic, halos lahat ng kanta nila alam at favorite ko. But I chose to place Dancing Queen to the list because this is the themesong of our drag gay brothers ay sisters pala. All the gowns, the headressess, the make-up, the paddings (hahahahaha), the meter-long eyelashes, the wigs and the wings, panalong-panalo!!! Kaya naman maraming gays na mas maganda pa sa mga babae, dagdagan pa ng stand-up comedy stints, ay, win talaga ang mga bakla!

5. Its Raining Men - Geri Halliwell

Kailangan pa ba iexplain to? Kung may ganitong phenomenon lang... Nakow....


Ayan, five things under the sun, kung may mga suggestion kayo na ilagay dito, gawa lang kayo ng list, basta lima lang, and state the common denominator. Ang mga tinuran dito ay para lamang pagkatuwaan, kaya wag seryosohin. Tandaan, ang tamaan, (sabay tapik sa noo) GUILTY!

Collecting... and Choosing

"Collect and collect, and then select"


That's today's trend, get the best people around you, mingle with them, spend time with, MAKE LOVE with, (Gosh!) in other words, know them. Physically (Ilan ba hibla ng buhok nya sa kilikile, kailan pa sya huling naggupit ng buhok sa ilong) emotionally (sabay ba tumulo ang luha at uhog nya kapag umiiyak, nasesenti ba sya kapag nanoond sya ng Bubble Gang) socially (mahilig ba sya magpormang taong grasa kapag aatend ng ball) financially (needless to say) and sometimes, kung deep interaction talaga, spiritually (may tindahan ng rebulto sa loob ng bahay). Yes, this is a way to pick the one you want to spend your life with.

But there's a catch...

Isn't it that the more people we interact with, the lesser the chances we can choose? From all attributes we are being exposed to (unfortunately), the more refined ourselves are... and so is our standards. It is but very normal to live with the standards we make, that's the human nature anyway. But the more refined tour standards become, the harder is to find the person with it. Most singles wouldn't just risk having someone short for their wants, the reason singlehood is the greatest force of nature. (What was that???) The common saying "It boils down to preferences" is but a manifestation of these. The question is, where does our preferences lead us? What happens when we place our standards in front? We keep on looking... fantasizing... Taking trial and errors could be an alternative, but when does the right equation comes out?

I guess the right saying should go like this:

The more you collect, the harder you select!!


Lasting and successful relationships, as I have observed, come with stability rather than with quality. Standards are not fully met, but the imperfections are made to complement each other, coupled with commitment. Most relationship end up because there is this 'used up feeling' that comes. The need is done and so the relationship must be ended. This is but sometimes too cliche, right?

Just some thoughts...