onli in da pilipins v.2

every time we go to a new site for our impact assessment survey, we always make sure to brief the agriculture technicians and provincial coordinators who will help out. since we are limited by time and the location of sites, (we target 2 sites per day, and one site has an average of 30 farmers to be interviewed; the sites are situated in far-flung barrios in maguindanao and shariff kabunsuan) we ask literate farmers to answer the questionnaires with one staff guiding them to ensure reliability of data and stuff. however careful we were, we still encountered some funny responses from the farmers that really brought us big laughs. examples like, responses to household size are BIG and MEDIUM. how medium is MEDIUM and how big is BIG, huh? :) another response we encountered was an answer to expenditure details from the extra income he gained after adopting philrice technologies. man, he answered: add wife!haha. :) it seemed real funny for us but it actually was true. some farmers did afford to pay for dowry because they had extra income after philrice trained them. the japanese funders would be thrilled. :) yet another hall of famer is a hip hop farmer: he said THOUSANG, instead of thousand. and speaking of thousand, yeah, they like to write it instead of just adding 000s after the comma. whoa. :) another farmer seemed reincarnated. he said he was 30 years old but that he was already farming for 94 years! i have two crappy conclusions here: 1: that he is convinced he was a farmer during his past life and that 2: give or take 10 years of farming experience NOW, he clocked in 84 years of farm work during his past life! aba, have you heard of immortal farmers? nyehehe.

so, here it goes. i present to you Exhibit A. pictures of really funny answers from several farmers.onli in da pilipins, man.

onli in da pilipins. :)

guindulungan, maguindanao and talayan pics

these are the kids from guindulungan, maguindanao.their place is so remote that i bet they've never gone as far as their town.the other guy nman with the red cap is ismael, a super shy binata from the same town. he wudnt talk to me kasi he knew little tagalog.ay, gwapo yang batang yan!haha. malupet dumiskarte. he told me, "sige papayag akong magpa-interview basta bigay mo muna cp number mo." nyahaha.lupet!

the other pic nman is kuya ipe, our driver.he was checking out kumander marakay's m14. kumander and the other members of his family had gone off to a nearby mosque to pray so we were left at their house.it is a two-storey house but the upper part is being used as storage room lang kasi it was badly damaged during a recent encounter with the military.he is a commander for the milf. :)

dapiawan, datu saudi

typical backyards of farmers' houses has ponds like this.one of the best things in rural life. :)

mindanao escapades pix!

tawi-tawi! captured by jaime. :)









sa isang tricycle sa midsayap. :)

camp abubakar pix!

the rebels & armies play hide and seek here.
we had to pass by this stream.thank god for 4x4s
off we went into camp abubakar's jungles!
extension workers at the field. :)

still on the road. :)
off-road baby!
typical village life at camp abubakar.the water flows freely from a nearby mountain. :)

when i was doing the schedule for our impact assessment survey in ARMM, i made sure that id go to camp abubakar.jaime had earlier gone to the place, famed for its reputation as the MILF's training camp.i dint had any reservations or worries.i just wanted to go. i was curious.i wanted to meet some rebels, see if they did carry firearms around their neighorhood.so when we finally arrived at the place, i got more than i bargained for!
slow-mo to our trip, we rode this 4x4 pajero because the place has a rough terrain. we were going off-road, baby. :) along the main road, you could see rolling hills planted with tall coconut trees.the road was not paved and we had to endure some bumps. when we exited from the highway, that was when the real action began.it had rained the day before, so the road was muddy AND a bit steep.good thing i was used to baguio's off-road inclines so it dint come as a shock for me.fast-forward and we arrive at the place.already, a group of farmers had arrived at their training venue.while we were conducting the interviews, i saw this guy arrive with his big ammo.man, it wasnt just an ammo.M-16.it was big!and loaded.he even has spare magazines neatly stuck on his belt.sheesh.i just shrugged it off and continued with the interviews.the farmers were accomodating, although they had some difficulties talking to me because they dint know much tagalog words.we went there on a friday, the day when moslems go to their mosques for service.so we had to finish before 12 noon.while on our way back to the office, the driver told me one of the armed men asked him about me.tsk!he was asking if he could get my number, blah blah.
buti na lang hindi alam ng driver yung number ko.bless him. :)


add-ons:
mom has never called me since i got here.it has always been me who calls her evrytime id feel homesick.but when she learned i was in camp abubakar, napatawag ang lola mo! haha.really freaked out. :) i decided i wudnt tell her id go to basilan. *wink wink*

mindanao escapades

whoever believes mindanao is a chaotic place is soooo dead wrong!life here is anything but normal.the places i have been to since i arrived here 2 weeks ago never failed to amaze me! :) the beautiful terrain, the delicious food at very low cost, and the people from different cultures all blended in a very special and endearing world.add to all that the challenges with work, and i can surely say that it is a whole new world.

when i arrived here, military men holding rifles greeted me at the airport.i thought, oh well.i should get used to these men.and get used i did!just last week a military man walked into our office asking for some published materials on rice production. buti na lang he deposited his ammo sa guard house. he was corteous all right. :) exactly a week after i arrived here, tita becks, jaime and i went to gensan for some shopping. buti na lang ulit we dint had to endure 3 hours of travelling on a public transpo!a vehicle from the office was going to marbel, south cotabato for an official trip so we hitched. :) i had the pleasure of enjoying the sights!we passed by pikit, north cotabato, labeld by the media as a hostile place.on that early saturday morning, the place looked serene.with one or two residents walking along the highway.we also passed by the vast pineapple plantations owned by multinational company dole. grabeh ang ganda!you could see hills carpeted with pineapple.i also noticed that some parcels of people's backyard gardens are planted with papaya trees.tita becks told me these small-time farmers sell the papayas to dole for its fruit cocktail product. :)

on the way home, we learned from a news report over the radio that a bomb exploded at the back of a bus in koronadal city.it kind of unnerved me for a moment but my officemates assured me its nothing.oh well. :)

foodtrips have become one of my favorite pastimes lately, and mindanao has given me more than my usual fare of isaw, odoks and tokneneng.here, you have varied choices of food at very affordable prices! [do i sound like a promo girl in some supermarket? :)] i have come to appreciate fruits more!here we have abundant supply of marang (a fruit na parang pinsan ng langka), mangosteen, sweet pineapple, lanzones, mangoes, papaya, durian and guapple. and take note, the prices range from 5-20 per kilo.yey. :) seafoods can also be bought at below 100 pesos.they have excellent tuna here. :)

the people here are so accomodating!i remember on my first day at work, i had no baon.back in luzon, i was used to cafeterias, i lived on take out food most of the time.so i really got the shock of my life when everyone at the office had their neat lunchboxes with them.an offismate of mine, i call him kuya nash (that's short for mohamed nasrullah, obviously a Moslem) volunteered to buy me food.and yes, he dint accept money for it.libre! they say when Moslems offer you something, you should accept it because if u dint, they get offended. :) aside from kuya nash, the office houses other interesting personalities.there's ate sallee (that's short for salembai), who wasnt present during her wedding.yes, moslem women can be married off even if they're not present at their own wedding. :) there's also kuya alex (his real name is datu ali) who is as sweet and accomodating as the others. :) one time, we were kidding kuya nash if he owned 2 certain barangays in north cotabato because its name was similar to his family name. wala ka!it was true. :) kuya nash's family actually owned two friggin barangays. hows that huh?

official trips.when i was still in philrice's central office, i was so used to having an admin assistant do the leg work.ate gaya processed travel orders, cash advances and even haggling with the dispatcher. i just signed forms, listed project codes for its charging.the works.here in midsayap, you do all the legwork.powtek tlga!it is so bureaucratic that you'd want to quit and pack your stuff.oh well, wala pa nga pala akong pambayad ng airfare.spent all my money buying stuff for my so-called relocation. :)

other than the problems at the office, life here is a bliss.i havent actually explored all of mindanao yet.but the workplan we did will take us to maguindanao, tawi-tawi, sulu and of course, basilan. :)

Being Twenty-Something

as quoted:

They call it the "Quarterlife Crisis." It is when I stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about myself that I didn't know and may not like. I start feeling insecure and wonder where I will be in a year or two, but then get scared because I barely know where I am now.

I start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that I thought I were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people I have ever met and the people I have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What I do not realize is that they are realizing that too
and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as I am.

I look at my job. It is not even close to what I thought I would be doing or maybe I am looking for one and realizing that I am going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.

I miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then I realize that maybe they weren't so great after all. I am beginning to understand myself and what I want and do not want.

My opinions have gotten stronger. I see what others are doing and find myself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly I realize that I have certain boundaries in my life and add things to my list of what is acceptable and what is not.

I am insecure and then secure. I laugh and cry with the greatest force of my life. I feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and I try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to
do but stay where I am or move forward.

I get my heart broken and wonder how someone I loved could do such damage to me or I lay in bed and wonder why I can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. I love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why I am doing this because I am not a bad person.

I worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for myself and while winning the race would be great, right now I'd just like to be a contender!

What I may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.

quarter life crisis

Might be a quarter-life crisis
Or just a stirrin' in my soul
Either way
I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right
--- Why Georgia (John Mayer)

ive been having these anxieties since i
started work.yung feeling mo restless
ka, clueless with the direction of my
career, torn between my responsibility
to provide for my family and take on a
dream job na mababa ang sweldo.and yes,
whether to take the plunge and go with
the chosen career despite violent
protests of family and friends, tapos
hindi ko din sure if i can stand by my
decision and make it big sa career na
yun.*sigh* so there, i thought i had
this quarter-life crisis crap and
syetness!wikipedia gave me an idea of my
so-called crisis.so here goes... Ü

The quarterlife crisis (QLC) is a term
applied to the period of life
immediately following the major changes
of adolescence, usually ranging from
ages 21 The term is named by analogy
with mid-life crisis. It is now
recognised by many therapists and
professionals in the mental health field.

Characteristics of quarter-life crisis
include:

* feeling "not good enough" because
one can't find a job that is at one's
academic/intellectual level
* frustration with relationships,
the working world, and finding a
suitable job or career
* confusion of identity
* insecurity regarding the near future
* insecurity regarding present
accomplishments
* re-evaluation of close
interpersonal relationships
* disappointment with one's job
* nostalgia for university or
college life
* tendency to hold stronger opinions
* boredom with social interactions
* financially-rooted stress
* loneliness
* desire to have children
* a sense that everyone is, somehow,
doing better than you

you are a pinoy if...

1. You point with your lips.
2. You eat using hands and you have it down to a technique.
3. Your other piece of luggage is a balikbayan box.
4. You nod upwards to greet someone.
5. You put your foot up on your chair and rest your elbow on your knee while eating.
6. You think that half-hatched duck eggs are a delicacy.
7. You have to kiss your relative on the cheek as soon as you enter the room.
8. You're standing next eight big boxes at the airport.
9. You collect items from hotels or restaurants "for souvenir."
10. You smile for no reason.
11. You flirt by having a foolish grin in your face while raising your eyebrows repeatedly.
12. You go to a department store and try to bargain the prices.
13. You use an umbrella for shade on hot summer days.
14. You scratch your head when you don't know the answer.
15. You never eat the last morsel of food on the table.
16. You like bowling.
17. You know how to play pusoy and mah-jong.
18. You find dried up morsels of rice stuck on your shirt.
19. You prefer to sit in the shade instead of basking in the sun.
20. You add an unwarranted "H" to your name, i.e. "Jhun," Bhoy," "Rhon."
21. You put hands together in front of you as if to make a path and say "excuse, excuse" when you pass in between people or in front of the TV.
22. Your middle name is your mothers maiden name.
23. You like everything imported or "state-side."
24. You check the labels on clothes to see where it was made before buying.
25. You hang your clothes out to dry.
26. You are perfectly comfortable in a squatting position with your elbows resting on your knees.
27. You consistently arrive 30 minutes late for all events.
28. You always offer food to all your visitors.
29. You say "comfort room" instead of "bathroom."
30. You say "for take out" instead of "to go"
31. You say "open" or "close" the light.
32. You ask for a "pentel-pen" or a "ball-pen" instead of just "pen."
33. You asked for "Colgate" instead of "toothpaste."
34. You refer to the refrigerator as the "ref" or "pridyider."
35. You say "kodakan" instead of take a picture.
36. You order a McDonald's instead of "hamburger" (pronounced ham-boor-jer)
37. You say "Ha" instead of "What."
38. You say "Hoy" get someone attention.
39. You answer when someone yells "Hoy."
40. You turn around when someone says "Psst"
41. You say "Cutex" instead of "nail polish."
42. You say "he" when you mean "she" and vice versa.
43. You say "array" instead of "ouch."
44. Your sneeze sounds like "ahh-ching" instead of "ahh-choo."
45. You prefer to make acronyms for phrases such as "OA: for over acting or "TNT" for, well, you know.
46. You say "air con" instead of "a/c" or air conditioner.
47. You say "brown-out" instead of "black-out."
48. You use a "walis ting-ting" or "walis tambo" as opposed to a conventional broom.
49. You use a "Weapons of Moroland" shield hanging in the living room wall.
50. You have a portrait of "The Last Supper" hanging in your dining room.
51. You own a karaoke system.
52. You own a piano that no one ever plays.
53. You have a tabo in the bathroom.
54. Your house has too many burloloys.
55. You have two to three pairs of tsinelas at your doorstep.
56. Your house has an ornate wrought iron gate in front of it.
57. You have a rose garden.
58. You have a shrine of the "Santo Niño" in your living room.
59. You have a "barrel man" (you pull up the barrel and you see something that looks familiar. Schwing...)
60. You cover the living room furniture with bedsheets.
61. Your lamp shades still have the plastic cover on them.
62. You have plastic runners to cover the carpets in your house.
63. You refer to your VCR as a "beytamax."
64. You have a rice dispenser.
65. You own a turbo boiler.
66. You own one of those fiber optic flower lamps.
67. You own a lamp with oil that drips down the strings.
68. You have a giant wooden fork and spoon hanging somewhere in the dining room.
69. You have a giant wooden tinikling dancer on the wall.
70. You have capiz shells chandeliers, lamps, or placemats.
71. You have a Mercedes Benz and you call it "chedeng."
72. You own a huge van conversion.
73. Your car chirps like a bird or plays a tune when it is in reverse.
74. Your car horn can make 2 or 3 different sounds.
75. Your car has curb feelers or curb detectors.
76. Your car has too many "burloloys" like a Jeepneys back in P.I.
77. You hang a rosary on your car's rear view mirror.
78. You have an air freshener in your car.
79. You have aunts and uncles named "Baby," "Girlie," or "Boy."
80. You were raised to believe that every Filipino is a aunt, uncle or cousin.
81. Your Dad was in the Navy.
82. Your mom or sister or wife is a nurse.
83. You have a family member or relative that works in the Post Office.
84. Your parents call each other "Mommy" and "Daddy" or "ma" and "pa."
85. You have family member that has a nickname that repeats itself, i.e."Deng-Deng," Ling-Ling" or "Bing-Bing"
86. You put hot dogs in your spaghetti.
87. You consider dilis the Filipino equivalent to French fries.
88. You think that eating chocolate rice pudding and dried fish is a great morning meal.
89. You order thing like tapsilog, tocsilog, or longsilog at restaurants.
90. You instinctively grab a toothpick after each meal.
91. You order a "soft drink" instead of a "soda."
92. You dip bread in your morning coffee.
93. You refer to seasonings and all other forms of monosodium glutamate as "Ajinomoto."
94. Your cupboards are full of Spam, Vienna Sausage, Ligo, and Corned Beef, which you refer to as Karne Norte.
95. Goldilocks means more to you than just a character in a fairy tale.
96. You appreciate a fresh pot of rice.
97. You bring your "baon" most of the time to work.
98. Your "baon" is usually something over rice.
99. Your neighbors complain about the smell of tuyo on Sunday mornings.
100. You eat rice for breakfast.
101. You use your fingers to measure the water when cooking rice.

summer fun!

fun at the office! :)

fun with names!

summer's just around the corner and am sure a lot of us will spend time traveling.i came across this info on the net with funny names on streets, restaurants and stuff.check it out:


10/Q (a convenience store on Shaw Boulevard);
Ali Baka (a shawarma chain);
Aristoback (really a restaurant behind Aristocrat)
Star-Backs (a Quezon City coffeeshop near ABS-CBN and GMA Networks)
Tapsi Turbi (a tapsilog stand);
Beery Good (a real bar);
Goodah, Goto Heaven (in Baguio where they have a dish called Goto Hell)
25 Hours (watch store),
Anita Bakery, Bali Gulp (drinking place behind Valley Golf in Antipolo),
Beads and Pieces (naturally, a bead shop),
Beefer 150 (a meat shop),
Caintacky Fried Chicken (chicken specialty restaurant in Cainta that has yet to get into Doreen Fernandez's list),
Common Cents (sari-sari store),
Crispy per minute (a crispy pata store),
Curl Up and Dye (beauty salon),
Doctor Sebago (shoe repair shop),
Doris Day and Night (24-hour eatery),
Elizabeth Tailoring, which reminded me about an unconfirmed shop called Pierre Carding
Farmacia with Love (drugstore),
Felix the Cut (barber shop)
Funeraria Mabuhay
Income Taxi, Goldilooks (a Fairview barber shop)
Goldirocks (gravel and sand)
Juice Co. (fresh fruit juice stand),
Labo Optical
L.B.M. Restaurant
Mane Attraction (beauty parlor)
Nacho Fast (nacho restaurant)
a beer garden called O' Beer Time
Passers Buy convenience store
Saudia Hairlines (established perhaps with hard-earned dollars from Saudi?)
Scissors Palace and Sylvestre's Salon
Washup Doc (laundry in Alabang),
Wash and Carry (laundromat),
To Home It May Concern (furniture shop),
The Way We Wear (boutique),
The Last Resort (a resort that went bankrupt in Minalin, Pampanga)
Babalik Carinderia (in Sto. Tomas, Batangas)
Blue Marilyn (sing-along bar on Sucat), City Cleaners which is a San Juan janitorial service whose slogan is "Talk dirty to me!",
Launderland (a laundromat in Legaspi Village, Makati, reportedly run by a woman named Alice)
Cooking ng Ina Mo (a carinderia on Boni Avenue) and its competitor Cooking ng Ina Mo Rin.
In London, the Kadiri Indian Restaurant
Hospital Patay in Paris,
and of course in Hong Kong the Fu Kee Seafood Restaurant.

yeah, right.

stare fight & mosquitoes

been awhile since i last posted a personal message here. been posting pics and poems just so the blog wouldnt seem idle.clever huh?

anyhoo.there were a lot of things that happened since then.and most of them concerned work.just when my mind is on the verge of self-destructing itself again, I receive my TOR till june.and it tells me that i have 5 upcoming projects and 1 paper presentation in a conference.come one, come all!participate in a stare fight with me on march 13-15 during the national r&d conference here at philrice.i have a feeling id be on deep shit during those three agonizing days.gudlak sa aken.

pop culture has tagged v-day as a pathetic day for singletons and am happy that am not one of those who succumbed to it.woke up feeling like a zombie and when I was about to take a shower, saw a long stemmed rose neatly stuck on my door.sweet!aba, muntik ng nalaglag towel ko!e bold pa naman ako.harhar.when i arrived at the ofis saw another long stemmed rose placed on my desk.some sweet ofismates of mine gave out roses to each girl in the ofis.back at the dorm during dinner we came up with an outdoor bbq party while the movie click was being projected on a huge makeshift screen at the atrium/sampayan sa umaga.some mosquitoes did join us but were nevertheless ignored when an acoustic player began plucking his guitar.super saya!felt like a relocated mini-up fair na din.hehe.

down there by sandra cisneros

Yes,
I want to talk at length about Men-
struation. Or my period.
Or the rag as you so lovingly put it.
All right then.

I'd like to mention my rag time.

Gelatinous. Steamy
and lovely to the light to look at
like a good glass of burgundy. Suddenly
I'm artist each month.
The star inside this like a ruby.
Fascinating bits of sticky
I-don't-know-what stuff.
The afterbirth without the birth.
The gobs of a strawberry jam.
Membrane stretchy like
saliva in your hand.

It's important you feel it's slickness,
understand the the texture isn't bloody at all.
That you don't gush
between the legs. Rather,
it unravels itself like string
from some deep deep center--
like a Russain subatomic submarine,
or better, like a mad Karlov cackling
behind beakers and blooping spirals.
Still with me?

Oh I know, darling,
I'm indulging, but indulge
me if you please.
I find the subject charming.

In fact,
I'd like to dab my fingers
in my inkwell
and write a poem across the wall.
"A Poem of Womanhood"
Now wouldn't that be something?

Words writ in blood. But no,
not blood at all, I told you.
If blood is thicker than water, then
menstruation is thicker than brother-
hood. And the way

it metamorhposizes! Dazzles.
Changing daily
like starlight.
From the first
transparent drop of light
to the fifth day chocolate paste.

I haven't mentioned smell. Think
Persian rug.
But thicker. Think
cello.
But richer.
A sweet exotic stuff
from an ancient prehistoric center.
Dark, distinct,
and excellently
female.

--- From the collection, Loose Woman

Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

valentine on a claire day

bestfrnd paksyet! (peyups.com)

May sikreto akong aaminin sa’yo…

Mayroong nangyaring hindi mo alam…
Itong isang lihim, itinagong kay tagal…

Ayokong sirain kung anuman ang meron tayo. Matagal-tagal na rin kasi tayong magkaibigan noh!

Alam mo ba na nagulat ako nung araw na tinawag mo akong bestfriend? Leche. Sawang sawa na ako sa bestfriend bestfriend na yan! Huling beses na nagkaroon ako ng "bestfriend”, napahamak lang ang puso ko. Nasira pa ang isang pagkakaibigang itinatangi ko. Saka, heller! May bestfriend na kaya ako!

Di ko noon nakayang ipadama sayo…
Ang nararamdaman ng pusong ito…

Hindi ko naman kasi ineexpect na meron akong mararamdaman. Ika ko nga, i-deny hangga’t kaya. Feeling ko hindi pa ako handa. Feeling ko nalungkot lang ako, na kinailangan ko lang ng makakasama. Makulit ka kasi, jologs din. Mapang-asar pero malambing. Malay ko bang darating sa punto na ikaw ay isa sa mga iilang dahilang nagpapangiti sa akin at nagkukumpleto ng araw ko?

Di ko alam kung ano ang nangyari…
Damdamin ko sayo’y hindi ko nasabi…

Humingi ako ng sign. Sabi ko dati hindi na ako naniniwala sa soulmates, sa fate at destiny eklavu na iyan pero hayun ako, eengot-engot na nagmakaawa sa kalangitang pagbigyan ako sa kahilingan ko. Tatlong beses akong humiling, tatlong beses rin ako sinagot.

At hanggang ngayon, naaalala pa…

I got what I asked for and guess what? Nasaktan ako.

Masakit kasi kahit papaano umasa na rin ako. Mahirap balewalain ang boses sa utak kong nagsasabing kalimutan ko na lang kung anuman itong nararamdaman ko kasi sobrang imposible na kaya mong suklian ito.

Pride? Siguro.

Nakanaman kasi. Bakit ang labo mo? Bakit ang dami mo nang sinabi pero hindi mo naman pinatunayan? Sobrang inconsistent mo. Sana ginalingan mo na din ang pagtiming para sana ayos lahat ngayon.

Bad trip talaga. Sawi talaga siguro ako.

Hay. I guess it just wasn’t meant to be.

Muntik na kitang minahal…

[on investments]

i c relationships as investments. others can be labeled as "best buy," while there are cases of high risk wc Standard & Poor's or Moody's would not advise u 2 get involved wid. dey alwys start wid an IPO (getting public) wid lines dat go sumthin like "hi miss, i think we'v met before.." or "ok lang b i-text kita? bka kc mgalit bf mo eh!"

^damn pick up lines.^

*****

and so after generating interest frm d market, u start d selection process. the best of 7 series is guided by financial advisors also known as friends. hear this: "hmpf!d siya galante, d man lang nanlibre!" poor men. dey always hav to make libre to 10 frnds. starvation comes to him d following week after a date.

^tsk^

****

dis is it! "finally, siya na..=)" u make use of investment. free dinner. tga-bitbit ng cute pink bag hanggang sa men's CR. *yeicks!* tga-hatid sundo. u start to smile and say, "i made a gud investment.."

****

it dosnt end there though, because some investments turn out bad at some point. u think for the second time wondering whether to put ur investment back to the market. after much thought, u realize being single is much more desirable than practicing S&M wid ur partner.

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most investments end wid post-break up concerns. "hija, lam mo bng plagi na lang late umuwi si *toot!* since u broke up?sna mgkabalikan na kyo.."

tita, its called the law of diminishing marginal utility.

lagare, cbanatuan city

launching of the farmers' training course in lagare, cabanatuan city. am with marco and erik.

summer weekend

just had a supeerr weekend!went wid mom for her highschool batch reunion.enjoyed the beach.ate a lot of shrimp salad.yey!

tatsulok

i was in my usual work-mode while tuning in to a pop radio station when suddenly.. bam! heard a familiar voice singing TATSULOK.i wanted to cry.i wanted to scream. i was excited. i was used to hearing it during rallies in coleg. it was like the song only existed in the consciousness of activists and the rest who are involved in the progressive movement. who could this singer be? when i googled it, i learned it was actually bamboo who revived the song and is included in their upcoming album.to the band: isang taas kamaong pagsaludo sa inyo!

this song made me pause and got me into thinking. three years after shouting my lungs out in the streets protesting against tuition fee hikes and erap's impeachment, what contributions did i make to improve the social condition?where have all the fire and passion gone?did i turn out to be just another apolitical yuppie in the jungle?what do i know now about tuition fee hikes in UP? what do i think about the subic rape case?have my opinions against GMA's administration changed?have i turned to be a sympathizer to Palparan's men?as i write this i can feel disorientation creeping through my consciousness.i am slowly realizing the bitter fact that i am slowly being dragged towards the center without any protest.

so thank you to this song for pulling me back.

listen to this
Totoy bilisan mo, bilisan mo ang takbo
Ilagan ang mga bombang nakatutok sa ulo mo
Totoy tumalon ka, dumapa kung kailangan
At baka tamaan pa ng mga balang ligaw

Totoy makinig ka, wag kang magpa-gabi
Baka mapagkamalan ka’t humandusay dyan sa tabi
Totoy alam mo ba kung ano ang puno’t dulo
Ng di matapos-tapos na kaguluhang ito

Hindi pula’t dilaw tunay na magkalaban
Ang kulay at tatak ay di syang dahilan
Hangga’t marami ang lugmok sa kahirapan
At ang hustisya ay para lang sa mayaman

Habang may tatsulok at sila ang nasa tuktok
Di matatapos itong gulo

At ang dating munting bukid, ngayo’y sementeryo
Totoy kumilos ka, baliktarin ang tatsulok
Tulad ng dukha, nailagay mo sa tuktok.

summer's here!

galit sa ip-op

ayoko sa ip-op

random thoughts

rhumba frap.weekends.4:41 am.xin.lychee juice drink.letting go.k608i.men with pms.coelho.shit happens.dorm.gender research.RFPs.chikka.dealing with a sucker.tan lines.lagare, cabanatuan city.laundry.travel reports.stale cofee.propellers in my face.gizoogle.user ids and passwords.difference between like and love.dreams.deadlines."im the gayest gay that ever gayed!im sooo gay i sweat glitter!"

out of order

my existence for this particular day has been unproductive.like i cud just vanish and it wudnt matter a bit.its like there are a gazillion things running through my mind and i cudnt just figure out how to put them in order.thats it! i am out of order.

and while i am trying sooo damn hard to concentrate on work, my fon beeps.
him: hey u.
me: yeah? toxic day at work.talk to u latr.
him: ok.toxic din d2 sa haus.
curious, i go: huh? y?
him: kainis yung katulong e!ingay ingay, i cudnt slip.tapos she doesnt iron my clothes!

anak ng kalabaw naman o! here i am feeling doomed with work and some creep is havn problems because someone refuses to iron his clothes? geddemit.

stare-fight wid the pc

my mind is on self-destruct mode at the moment.

breaking the rules!

JANTE LAW:

1. You shall not think that you are special.
2. You shall not think that you are of the same standing as us.
3. You shall not think that you are smarter than us.
4. Don't fancy yourself as being better than us.
5. You shall not think that you know more than us.
6. You shall not think that you are more important than us.
7. You shall not think that you are good at anything.
8. You shall not laugh at us.
9. You shall not think that anyone cares about you.
10. You shall not think that you can teach us anything.

bitchin

sluggish day at the ofis. was feeling a little tired, sleepy.hmm..lets see..accomplishment/s for the day?none.n-a-d-a.took me a lot of effort to comprehend wat ofismate was tryng to discuss with the gender analysis.sheesh.
at 6pm went out of the ofis to grab a bite at the cafeteria.was surprised with the weather that greeted me.wasnt aware it has been raining all afternoon pla.loved the smell of grass. (adik!) reminded me of baguio and all its fog tuloy. musta na kaya si oble?buti pa siya he remains stiff amidst the cold.missed those afternoon walks from campus, down to session road..then maybe stopping for cofi at dunkin' donuts, or munching on sweet corn.
back at the ofis, someone called up.aparently, there's some sweet cousin who gave out my number to some creep.that cousin will be dead meat by the wikend!anyhoo.checked the caller's profile on the net.it sed: whom i want to meet: girls who are malibog.wut the---!


life is a bitch and then u die.