Friday, May 30

today's editorial in inquirer

i was reading the online version of the inquirer when i came across its editorial. its lashing out on the small and terrible lady's holiday economics shit. here's what the inquirer says:

The problem with holiday economics is not the economics; it is the holiday from history that lies, like a snug worm, at the very core of it. The concept of moveable feasts is nothing new; we are, after all, a country steeped in Catholic tradition. But the notion that the most consequential milestones in our history as a nation should be celebrated on the “Monday nearest” the actual date, simply because to do so is convenient and stimulates economic activity, should be reexamined. It trivializes history, and reduces the role of citizens in an emerging democracy to raw consumerism.

On Wednesday, Malacañang issued a reminder that June 9, Monday, will be a special non-working holiday, since Independence Day, June 12, falls on a Thursday. “All activities and celebrations in commemoration of Independence Day shall, however, remain to be observed on June 12,” a spokesperson said.

From the perspective of the ordinary Filipino, however, Independence Day this year will be remembered—that, after all, is what commemoration means—on June 9. Official rites will “remain to be observed” (in Malacañang’s stilted language) by the government the following Thursday, but the people the government is supposed to serve will have already marked it three days before.

Unfortunately, legal and legislative fiat exists for this sorry divorce of milestone and meaning. This year’s schedule of regular and special nonworking holidays is outlined in Proclamation 1463, dated Feb. 18, 2008. And Proclamation 1463 is based on Republic Act 9492, signed into law by President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo on July 25, 2007. RA 9492 provides, in part, that certain national holidays shall be observed on the “Monday nearest” the traditional date.

Both the proclamation and the law were welcomed by many businessmen, because they brought some order back into the matter of holidays. After the President’s legitimacy crisis erupted in mid-2005, Malacañang was quick to declare holidays as part of a strategy to defuse political tension or diffuse public outrage. The law and the proclamation allowed businessmen to make plans with greater certainty.

But both measures also made holiday economics permanent. First tried in the early years of the Arroyo administration, the policy of creating long weekends to promote domestic travel or encourage greater spending appears to work well enough; the malls seem even more crowded than usual, the outbound traffic from major urban centers heavier than usual.

But the increase in consumption has come at a steep price: A famously forgiving people have been encouraged—by the government, no less—to become forgetful, unmindful of history, too.

The truth is, it is not the rites, the ritual wreath-laying and flag-raising and speech-making of officialdom that are the true measure of commemoration. It is the officially sanctioned respite from work—the holiday—that creatively disrupts our regular schedule, and reminds us that something is out of the ordinary. Certainly, some of us watch parades or join street demonstrations, but most of us take part in the great holidays simply by taking time off. When we do—well, we believe this is what educators call a teaching moment, when we are predisposed to learn something about our history and about ourselves, on April 9, or Aug. 21, or Nov. 30. Or, indeed, on June 12.

The decision to separate this opportunity from the rites does not only prioritize economic concerns over history’s purposes; it also privileges officialdom over citizenship. The unwritten assumption seems to be: Let the masses enjoy themselves; the important people, anyway, will observe the holidays.

Ironic, isn’t it, that the daughter of the president who moved the celebration of Independence Day from July 4 to the more appropriate June 12 should become the president to decree that the date of independence doesn’t actually matter. Of course it does; only those who do not understand that a nation’s sense of self depends on its collective memory, or those who seek to profit from such a misunderstanding, will think celebrating June 12 on June 9 is a good thing.

teambuilding

i missed our teambuilding because of the freaking typhoon. 'nuff said.

Thursday, May 29

ill be celebrating my birthday and its no freaking holiday anymore!

my birthday is supposed to be a holiday. but the small and terrible lady whose a squatter in Malacanang moved the holiday on june 9. curse her.

Wednesday, May 28

when a crazy typhoon shows up in my doorstep, i...

  • stay awake all night thinking of the worst possible things that may be happen.. to us and to the dogs

  • wake up at the unholy hour of 5:30 am (i am never a morning person!) and haul dripping clothes and electronic gadgets from the house

  • go to the wet market early for our daily food since there's no electricity so there's no fridge
  • mag-igib ng tubig! powtek!
  • all pocketbooks go through second readings. walang magawa eh.
  • have the phone recharged in a cellphone shop in town and risk losing it to some scheming fag.
  • see the house get demolished before it'll collapse. sad.

Friday, May 16

nang mag-momment si inday

am sure all of us have received an sms or email about inday. here's a funny moment i came across with in her blog.

Isang hapon ay lumabas si Mr. Montemayor para bumili ng internet prepaid card sa sari-sari store dahil nawalan sila ng DSL connection at kelangan nyang mag-email.

Pagdating nya sa tindahan ay nakita sya ni Ethan na nagtetext habang kumakain ng bananacue.

Ethan: Sir! Magandang hapon po. Ako nga pala si Ethan, yung kaibigan ni Inday.

Mr. Montemayor: Ahh ok. Gandang hapon din. Ka-text mo si Inday?

Ethan: Ahh, hindi po sir. Nag-susurf lang ako dito sa cellphone ko, checheck ng balita.

Mr. Montemayor: (nabigla) Ahh… ok… galing ah. Sige.

Kumatok sya sa tindahan at lumapit ang tindera.

Tindera: Ano po yun?

Mr. Montemayor: Meron ba kayong prepaid internet card? Yung 100 pesos lang, bigyan mo ako yung mabilis at mabenta.

Tindera: Ahh meron po sir. Pero kung gusto niyo mabilis talaga, nag-ooffer din kami ng Airborne Access prepaid card. Aabot naman yung wifi namin sa bahay ninyo kasi may mga booster antennas naman kami. Kelangan niyo lang ng computer or laptop na may wifi adapter. 100 lang rin sir para sa 60 minutes.

Mr. Montemayor: (laglag ang panga) Ahh sige, pwede siguro yan. Samahan mo na rin ng isang Cheers softdrink.

Tumambay muna si Mr. Montemayor sa tindahan habang inuubos ang softdrink nang may dumaang maglalako.

Maglalako: (sumisigaw) Hoppppp… Hopppp… HopiaManiPopcornDomainNamesatWebHostinggg…

Nasamid si Mr. Montemayor sa kanyang iniinom.

Thursday, May 15

books im currently reading..


KIKO MACHINE 3 by MANIX ABRERA

  • failed to surpass book 1's hilarious hirits. i dint had the kind of rolling-on-the-floor, laughing-out-loud satisfaction from book 1's kulangot and baha episodes. still a good read though. provides you with a feeling that hey, UP culture so damn rocks.
an excerpt:

<..> tas naalala ko din dati, kawawa sa'min yung teacher 'pag birthday niya..

...yari talaga siya sa delaying tactics namin, dehins talaga sya makakasimula ng lesson, as in! hehe...

ok class ilabas na yung assign...

<1> ser!teka!tantarantantan...

happy birthday to you...!!!

<..> at pagkatapos ng hataw-sa-habang kantahan e me' mga pahabol pa syemps...

wow! salamat!hehe..ok, mabalik tayo sa...

ser!teka!me mga dedication oa kami lahat for you... isa-isa.. game! **e-ehem..**




GIRL TROUBLE by ALAN NAVARA
  • some bisaya guy's take on pop lit. infuses music (through a playlist he provides on each chapter), visual art (through b&w photographs & some goth graphics) and blog-style writing on the girls that he so proudly "fucks." the F word is all over the book, more than any exclamation point. this is not the kind of gigolo you'd read, he's much of a loser in a good-natured way. his chapters on women he'd had sex with ends with a pathetic note: she's married now.
  • for readers used to bob ong or manix abrera, dont read navara's. this is konyo stuff. there's no social awareness shit on this, just plain libog. Peque Gallaga says,"No matter what he writes about, the Bitch Goddess of Fornication is there. Constantly offering a quick & easy fuck."
Some excerpts from this book (well, of course i took out the closest to being a little less pervert):

I cant marry a rich girl because she only cleans up because she has issues.

I cant marry a poor girl. She doesnt need to clean because she dont got stuff; I'll have to buy it for her.

I cant love a military rebel girl because they either grow old killing a lot of people or die young fighting a war she doesnt understand.

I cant love a free spirit, because she'll leave.

Cant marry a homebody because she'll never leave.

Cant love a health buff because she wont stop buffing.

Cant marry the fat one because she'll never stop eating.

Cant love the artist because she loves her art.

Cant marry the university girl because she wants a university boy.

Cant get down with the butcher because she stinks.

Cant be with an achiever because she's too square to try anything new.

The overachiever doesnt have the time.

The underachiever just doesnt.

The failure gets left behind.

The loyal one is a bore.

The honest ones are stone cold bitches.


Wednesday, May 14

my playlist & prozac

music always has a calming effect on me. when im murderous or i feel im about to go on a rampage, i go to my playlist or tune in to NU107 whenever eradioportal is working. i so appreciate rock music whenever im in a bad mood. i specially enjoy the growling part; lets me release all my shitty emotions. its a good alternative to prozac.haha.

so see what happens when a depressed female ogre opens up her playlist and answer these questions.

first, eevee sets the rules:

1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.
4. NO CHEATING.

Q: What does next year have in store for you?
A: home (daughtry)

Well I'm Going Home,
Back To The Place Where I Belong,
And Where Your Love Has Always Been Enough For Me.

Q: What does your love life look like next year?
A: here in my room (incubus)

Yeah, love is a verb here in my room
Here in my room, here in my room

** haha!kaloka! *drooling*

Q: What do you say when life gets hard?
A: king of pain, (alanis morisette)

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

**amen.

Q: Song that reminds you of good times?
A: here we go again (paramore)

I'll write you just to let you know that I'm alright
Can't say I'm sad to see you go
Cause I'm not. (No, I'm not)
Well, I'm not.

**duh?oh, the rules said to put the player in shuffle mode nga pala.so there.

Q: What do you think when you get up in the morning?
A: drive (incubus)

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

**haha.damn right.

Q: What song will you dance to at your wedding?
A: alive (POD)

I feel so alive
For the very first time
I can't deny you
I feel so alive
I feel so alive
For the very first time
And I think I can fly

** ayyyyy!!! lavett!!

Q: Song that reminds you of your first kiss?
A: somewhere in the middle (dishwalla)

tripping hard falling down onto the ground
cause I can't stand up
and I can't fall down
and I'm somewhere in the middle of this

** must be one hell of a kiss, huh?wooootttt!!!

Q: Your favorite saying?
A: when love & hate collide (def leppard)

I got your number on my wall, but I aint gonna make that call

**korekkk!! so true!haha!il delete the jerk's number in my phonebook pero memorize ko naman!haha!sino niloko mo?!

Q: Favorite place?
A: I think god can explain (splender)

But youre the only face,
I recognize, its so damn sweet of you,
To look me in the eyes.

**awwww..

Q: Most Missed Memory?
A: payaso (mooncake)

Huwag ka na ngang tumula
Kahit makata ka pa.
Buti sana kung tungkol sa’kin
Ang bawat talinhaga.

**sob.this is so true.

Q: What song describes your best friend?
A: hero (spiderman ost)

And they say
That a hero could save us
I'm not gonna stand here and wait
I'll hold onto the wings of the eagles
Watch as we all fly away

Q: What song describes your ex?
A: tumatakbo (mojofly)

Laging bigo,
Laging sawi sa pag-ibig
Minamalas, o kay sakit
May balat nga ba ako sa puwet

***lufet!!!!hahaha!i just wish he doesnt know about this blog.harhar.and hey, if you read this?the playlist did it ok?

Q: Where would you go on a first date?
A: the ordertaker (parokya ni edgar)

T*** i**** carinderia, wala man lamang merienda!
T*** i**** carinderia, wala man lang magtitinda!

***haha! *rolling on the floor*

Q: Drug of choice?
A: my heart (paramore)

Stay with me, this is what I need, please?
This heart, it beats, beats for only you
This heart, it beats, beats for only you
This heart, it beats, beats for only you
My heart is yours

Q: What song describes you?
A: call me when you’re sober (evanescence)

How could I have burned paradise?
How could I - you were never mine.

**another sob story.

Q: What is the thing you like doing most?
A: semi-charmed life (third eye blind)

I believe in the sand beneath my toes,
The beach gives a feeling,
An earthy feeling,
I believe in the faith that grows,
And the four right chords can make me cry,
When I'm with you I feel like I could die.
And that would be all right

Q: The song that best describes the president?
A: fire (kitchie nadal)

It took six sweet years of your life.
You walked alone
Along with your tea-cold-colored mind.
Subtly you pay the curse upon you

**yeah!burnnnnn!!!!

Q: Where will you be in 10 years?
A: minamalas (mojofly)


Ayoko na ang labo mo
Pag maginaw naiinitan ka
Minamalas kasi wala na akong

Mahanap na iba

**bwahaha.

Q: Your love life right now?
A: my hero (paramore)

Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around


Q: What is your state of mind like at the moment?
A: scar tissue (red hot chilli peppers)

Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause
With the birds I'll share
With the birds I'll share
This lonely view


Q: How will you die?
A: fences (paramore)

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying.
Just living proof that the camera's lying.
And oh oh open wide, 'cause this is your night.
So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style.
You'll go out in style.


**haha.such a fitting finale!

Monday, May 12

my dawg.

Cofi is missing.


For friends who are following this blog (naks yabang!), cofi is my sister’s dog whom I had a blood compact with. Usually, when I come home from Ecija, he, together with zig and pucca would greet me at the gate. And since cofi is the biggest, he’d run up to me and climb all over and lick and well… the result is drool. And marks all over my arms or where there isn’t clothing to protect me from his claws. When he gets too excited for the treats I bring home, he’d try to snatch them away from my fingers and well… if not for my good reflexes, I would have been missing several fingers by now.


But then, cofi can be sweet too. He’d hang out in our kitchen, waiting until food is prepared. When he sees me eating, he’d approach me and lick my feet… that’s his way of making lambing… he stays there until you drop some of your food for him. Sometimes he can be my food taster. I remember this one time, I stayed up late at night experimenting on a pasta dish. Since mom’s already snoring loudly (she “barks” at cofi when she sees him inside the house, hehe), I let him in and kept me company while I was pouring too much garlic powder and basil to the pasta. Id give him a piece of cheese once in a while for staying with me. When the pasta was ready at half past midnight, I gave him a big scoop and he wolfed it down for a split second and there he was again, with eyes pleading that Id give him more. That kind of lifted up my spirits that hey, my dog loves it so it must taste damn good.haha. never mind that he can act like a patay-gutom dog sometimes. Basta what’s important is, someone appreciated what a frustrated cook accomplished. Cofi also kind of saved zig’s life. When I was in Mindanao, Karen told me zig’s got a problem with his left eye. It got infected and well, she’s my mother’s daughter so “it got bloated and there was blood all over and then after that, too much muta!” cofi licked all of that as if it were icing on a cake. So my mother’s daughter concluded: “if not for cofi’s licking power ur zig would have been dead!” fine.


When I came home last weekend, I was hoping to be mobbed by the three dogs. But then, there was only zig and pucca. No signs of cofi. I asked my mom about him and I didn’t expect what she said. “He’s been missing since thusday.” Freaking hell! It was already Saturday! We asked around but the neighbors told us vague responses. And yeah, some of the neighbors are fucking dog eaters. But hey, maybe he’s just gone off trying to make ligaw to some bitch, huh? Cofi is one big pervert sometimes that he’d even hit on pucca whose a freaking disabled dog. On Sunday while having dinner, mom, who was usually mean to the dogs, blurted out “Nakaka-miss naman si cofi…” awwww..


We are still waiting for him to come home. Am hoping he’d realize a hot, home cooked pasta is better than a female dog in heat.


I so freaking hope he’s still alive…

Friday, May 9

some new add-ons

i recently bought a laptop.cold cash from mom's pocket.haha.thought she was offering her bucks for free, but when she was handing me the fat envelope na, there was a sweet bombshell: "o, f-i-v-e t-h-o-u-s-a-n-d per month ha?" mama talaga o.. she never fails to shock me with her one-liners! so there i was, while i was salivating for a laptop, i was also mentally calculating how i'd survive for the next 6 months minus 5 precious thousands in my atm. goodbye starbucks, goodbye books!


this precious baby will be my ulam for the next 6 months. mom is beaming, sabi pa nya, "ok yan para matipid mo pagkain mo.papayat ka na!hehe." lord, adik nga yta nanay ko a?watchathink?