Sunday, November 27, 2011

Make Me A Sandwich

Friday, November 25, 2011

It doesn't matter whether or not tradition and collective thinking approve of it.


If it's something sensible and, by intelligent judgement, you believe it's the right thing to do, DO IT!

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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Life's gold nuggets are found while walking on rocky terrain.  They stick to your boots and stay there forever.


Don't waste your life brushing your nose against the ground, trying to look for them in the wrong places.

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If your aspiration is karmically meant to conclude positively, you need not compromise. It will happen. If it doesn't, however, let it not discourage you.


Plenty of dreams will come true and plenty won't. That's just how it is with life. Just smile and prance through it. Be happy!

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"Love your enemies" is a good cliché.
However, I say the best akin statement is
"Don't have any enemies."

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Put great emphasis in honour rather than in pride.  Doing so will enable you to see the world very differently.

You will see the world with a much better view.

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Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Bayot Pero Engineer Pod

Tibuok buntag ganina, gabasa ko bahi'g mga engineer.  Naa ma'y page sa Facebook nga gitawag og "Trust Me, I'm an Engineer!"  Gikan sa pag-bakod nako hangtod sa ting-paniudto, gasige ra ko'g agik-ik sa ilang mga letrato.  Nabuang jud ko'g kinatawa!  Ambot na lang.  Lingaw kaayo ko nila kay ila ra bitaw'ng kilaw-kilawon nang math og yaga-yagaan abi kay sayon ra kaayo para nila.  LOL!

Nakahinumdom nuon ko'g kalit adtong nahitabo sa ni-aging tuig sa akong gitrabahoan sa-una didto's Cebu.


Di jud ko makalimot ani!

Sa usa ka math skills contest...

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GIRL 1:
"Lupig mo namo kay naa mi'y ENGINEER sa among grupo!"


GIRL 2:
"Waaaaa!  Kami jud!  Naa mi BAYOT sa among grupo!"


BAYOT:
"ENGINEER ko, day!"

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Unsaon pod og masmilungtad ang iyang pagkabayot kaysa sa iyang pagka-engineer?


HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Red Elves and Green Elves

This post is addressed to Sister Fatima Mante, DML, my kindergarten school teacher...

YOU LIED TO ME!

In fact, you lied to all of us in your class.

You told us it was okay to befriend red elves because they were genuinely good-natured, kind, harmless, and that they would play with us and give us candy...



...while we should steer clear of green elves because they were vile, corrupt, ill-tempered, hideous, and that they ate people when they got angry.



You lied!  You lied!  You lied!


Elves are flesh-coloured!
And they're vegetarians!




Nyahahahahahahahahahaha!

Monday, November 14, 2011

Random Thoughts at 4 in the Morning

I don't know why I'm writing right now.  I've been on my books for way too long.  I don't feel well.  I've been sneezing all night and my head hurts.  I guess this is what one gets for slacking off.

I feel a fever coming on.  Should I get some sleep?  I have something to do early this morning.  If I sleep now, I might not be able to wake up.  Oh, I'm such a bloody plonker!

Me and my bald...  Wait, no.  My hair has already grown a little.  Wow!  Did my hair grow that fast?  I only had it shaved last Wednesday.  Five days ago, my head was completely hairless and now, well, it's not.

Should I take a photo for my readers to see?  Naaah!  I'm way too tired to do that.  I don't even want to wash my face before hitting the hay, but, alas, I need to.  Getting zits is not a pleasant experience.

What in the world am I talking about?  What should I talk about next?

Oh, yes!  Manny Pacquiao!  His fight yesterday was a complete...  I don't even know what adjective to use for it.  He should have lost.  I've already said this on Facebook but I'm saying it again here because I want to.  Juan Manuel Marquez should have won that match.

More on Pacquiao...  He has immersed himself in politics--an arena that he knows absolutely nothing about.  He stands in opposition to a bill that would provide education to people and help even out the lopsidedness of rich-poor opportunity distribution simply because of his religion!  Screw that!  When you're a representative, you should listen to your constituents, not create stances based on the twisted views of the hierarchy of your religion!

Oh, it doesn't end there.  Pacquiao has been telling the nation that he has plans to run for vice-president.  And later the presidential seat.  What?  No way!  Not gonna happen!  Not on my watch!

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Lea Salonga - Send in the Clowns

Here we see the great Lea Salonga sing-speak a very emotional song from Stephen Sondheim's "A Little Night Music."

What choice does an artist have?  Everyone knows it's very hard to maintain composure when you're crying that hard and the difficulty is magnified for her because she has to sing.

Watch this video.  Listen to the song and allow every single repression you have to flow away with her voice.  Allow your emotions to soar.  When your chest starts to hurt and your eyes start to moisten, don't hold back.  Just let it go.  Let it all go!


Saturday, November 12, 2011

They Had Sex

My folks were honest to me about how I came to be.  The moment I asked them how babies were made, they sat me down and dutifully explained how it all happens.  I think I was around 6 or 7, then.  I couldn't remember exactly how old.  However, I never forgot that they took time to painstakingly lay it all down in a way a child could comprehend.

For me, there were no tales of storks delivering babies on doorsteps.  For that matter, even Santa Claus, closet monsters, or the Bogeyman weren't spoke of in our household.

Some parents purposely scare their children into thinking that mysterious human-devouring creatures rest under their beds and in their closets at 9PM just so they wouldn't jump off after bedtime strikes.  And it doesn't stop there.  The list goes on.

I'm thankful my parents never used any of those scare tactics on me.  I wasn't necessarily an obedient child.  I've always had a mind of my own, but they still chose to take the parenting route of awesomeness.  Yep!  I have cool parents.  They may not have the style that Morticia and Gomez Addams have, but they're as awesome as parents could ever get!


Deal With It!

I am bald.

I am short.

I am a Filipino.

I am part European.

I am dominantly Asian.

I am a human being.

I am everything I am.

Deal with it.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

From LONG to "SO LONG!"

The world has long been divided about my hair.

TEAM LONG had its stint of worshipping my long brunette strands from the moment my hair touched my cheek up to yesterday.

TEAM SHORT has, all the while, been egging me to get it trimmed.

But, well, I'm a pacifist and I don't like wars.  So I did this!


Do you like it?  Nyahahahahaha!

Here's another one!


Monday, November 7, 2011

Theosophical Society in the Philippines National Convention 2011 - Programme of Activities



Certified What?

On social networks and forums, have you ever come across people who brand themselves with statements such as:


Certified Hunk?  Did the gym tell you that?
Certified Straight?  So did you go to a 1970's psychiatrist for that certificate?
Certified Virgin?  Even monasteries these days don't check nuns anymore.  Who checked you?  And if you're a guy, how can anyone tell?
Certified Gwapo Certified Gwapa?  Says who?  Your partner?  People Magazine?
Certified Good Kisser?  I... How?  I mean... Prove it!
Certified Awesome Lover?  Would your exes agree?  What kind of love are you talking about, anyway?
Certified Macho?  Do you even know what "macho" means in real English?  Apart from displaying manly characteristics, the word refers to someone who is excessively and aggressively masculine or misogynistic--a chauvinist, if you will.  One who treats women as the weaker sex.  One who sees females to be innately lower than males.  Do you really want to go by that word?

Here's a word of advice from a sensible person (me), stop saying you're certified this and certified that.

If you're a UP graduate/student, go ahead and call yourself Certified Iskolar ng Bayan.  If you're a lawyer, call yourself a Certified Arguer; and if you're a medical doctor, call yourself a Certified Healer.  That way, you're really certified and nobody can dis you for wearing it proudly.

BUUUUT if you really want to proclaim yourself certified as something sexy (kay baga man jud ka'g leps), make sure you have the juice to prove it to everybody who doubts.  Chances are: not everyone you attempt to prove it to would agree with you.