BLAST FROM THE PAST: I love me some Pempengco

Okay, so I lied. I am NOT a fan, but that does not mean I don't like her. Without batting an eyelash, she's sweet, talented and heck, she's one of the personalities we have left in the Philippines that put us back on the map by ending the long over-dued ice age that was supposed to end like thousands and thousands of years ago.

Hah.

So why is she in my BLAST FROM THE PAST section? I went through some of the comments that I placed on one of this performer's videos. I commented that it would have been better if she take notice on how she pronounce her LONG E sounds. Mo Twister said in his blog about the Korean Pop sensation UKISS (I don't know them) that the fanbase of this group is very catty just like our featured star when he commented that they look like LESBIANS. Actually they do, but that's a different story.

So I shut YouTube down, went to bed and as I woke up, I went straight to YouTube only to find out that there were comments posted against what I said! And they don't make sense at all.

These are non-verbatim but one comment said that "Ang lakas mong makapag-baba ng kapwa mong Pinoy!" and the other I rolled laughing as he/she/it said that, "There is American-English and Filipino-English. I think (my username in YouTube) vocabulary is limited only to Filipino-English. Learn before you teach!" Puta! Ano raw?! Clearly, I will not tell all my readers what is the problem in their argument because I never intended to insult their intelligence anyway. So, what do you think is wrong with their comments? That I will leave it up to you.

I'd love to re-comment on what I said just so I could get even weirder arguements. Hmm.. Come to think of it, I should have-- but my heart is not a willing sacrifice. I will only get myself stressed, though I know that I am not supposed to.  I will only be sorry for inticing a mini-civil war against Charice's hoards and hoards of idealists?

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REPOSTING: Uganda's name is kinda like ripped from Gay Speak, don't you think?

Watch this video first. Here we have Pastor Doctor Martin Ssempa in his views against homosexuality.

Now then, here are my concerns:

1. Wow! He really DID his research! Being a homosexual myself, I have been couple of times rimmed and it was great. But I don't recall having poo-poo in my a-hole. It's always clean I have to say. However:

1.1. What does it have to do with you and everyone else? Will it threaten Uganda's national security?

1.2. How would we know you're not doing it to your wife-- or rather to your boyfriend?

1.3. If you are doing it to your wife, then what difference does it make?

1.4. Why do you care so much of what we, homosexuals do in bed. At least we're doing it with someone who wants to do it with us and not to someone we are shoving our dicks to unwilling throats like what you are doing to these people, metaphorically.

1.5. Is this some sort of frustration, Pastor?

2. Pastor Ssempa, what you just named is called a fetish. It does not only happen in homosexuality but heterosexuals does that too, you know. There is more than a 2o named sexual fetishes in any Psychology and Psychiatry book. One actually requires the partner to drink their urine and be covered in poo-poo, literally.

3. If in case that bill passes-- Oh no! I won't be able to go there. I won't see some tourist attraction like... uhm... the desert? Uh... The... the... fuck. I don't even care. In fact, no one cares a shit about going there anyway. The only reason why gay guys go there is to help you guys because you have been asking for it. This you are very, very good at I might add.

4. I bet someone had a hard-on from the audience while his projector is showing guys doing it with each other. Sweeeet!

5. The visual presentation was blurred. I wondered who's starring there. I just hope that it wasn't Sam Milby. Come to think of it, I hope it was him that's why it's all censored.

6. Besides, no one is taking your talk seriously. I had a good laugh. You can do stand-up comedy when you're done destroying our reputation.

7. I can't stop laughing when you requested children to step out because of the parental guidance nature of your talk. Damn, I can think of a hundred joke on that my brain is on fire!

I was kinda hoping an atheist or a pagan would spearhead this kind of delusion to other people for it to be credible. But I know they know better. So you religious prudes out there messing our case, too bad your god is not very good or very bright because if he was, then all you mother fuckers will die and go straight to hell for castigating innocent people.

Cheers!

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This guy deserves a break-- NOT SAM MILBY!

This is one of my favorite singers, Robbie (Rob or Robby in Pinoy Idol days) Navarro. He was named as the Philippines R&B Knight.

Oh yeah, just ignore the ad about voting him. If you are DYING to, then I'm afraid it's a little too late.

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ANIME RECOMMENDATION: One Piece

Nagka-blog na rin ako e galing-galingan ko na.

Few days before Ondoy chewed up the city and spit it like a sucked-dried tamarind seed, I was suffering from carbuncles. Yes, that's CARBUNCLES. It was more that 3 and more that I can bear. But while I was bed ridden for a week, this anime has kept me company for the rest of my carbuncles' wee period.

This is not just another pirate series or movie like Pirates of the Caribbean. One Piece is THE mecca of Japanese Anime story telling. I am at the lost of saying praise to this anime series. I have been puffing 3 cigarettes straight just for me to come up with a good description for it.

This anime is the longest standing Japanese Anime known in recent history. Boasting a total of 454 episodes (and is still running) and some 500+ manga to date. This is the story of the unbelievable adventures of Monkey D. Luffy, Captain of the Straw Hat Pirate Crew, in his quest for the coveted treasure called One Piece. It was said that who ever clutches this treasure will become the Pirate King. When he was younger, out of frustration to join Red-haired Shanks's pirate crew, Luffy ate a devil fruit called Gum Gum fruit (Gomu Gomu no mi in Japanese) allowing him to stretch his body to magnanimous proportions. Devil fruits come in different varieties allowing users to obtain fantastic abilities. It may give the users animal images and powers, manipulate objects and elements, and some enhance their physical features. The catch is, devil fruit users will be unable to swim.

Joining his motley crew are Ronoroa Zoa, his (supposed) first mate; Nami, the Navigator and weilder of the elements; Usopp, the sharpshooter; Sanji, the cook; Tony-Tony Chopper, the doctor; (Not in picture) Nico Robin, the archaeologist; Frankie, the shipwright and finally, Brook, the musician.

Among all the characters' story, my favorite tale of origin is that of Nico Robin. The story made me cry river! Yeah, I know, I'm such a pussy. Tony-Tony Chopper's origin also gave me the goosebumps and it also made me shed a few tears and there. My favorite character in Luffy's crew is Frankie. I could relate to him so much because I too am such a character in real life.

My favorite One Piece character who is not in Luffy's crew is Boa Hancock of the Amazon Lily Tribe. Why do I like her so much? Let me share with you one of my favorite lines:

"Do you know why I get away with things? That even if I kick a kitten or steal from any would-be ship, everyone forgives me? That's because... I... am.... BEAUTIFUL!"

Hay. Gusto ko ring kainin kung ano ang kinain niya.



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I'm nice and I don't get why people aren't, seriously.

The headline says it all. I'm generally nice and if there are some ways I show evil side, it's only with people I am comfortable enough. Looking back, my evil side is still a good side. So fuck it.

I am saying this because I just don't get why people are sometimes rude. I get rude too, but that's because I need to get rude. There are some people who thinks that by being rude, they can get anything they want-- may it be service or just about anything.

Sometimes I wish I could just stand up to them and tell them that in their faces but my job requires me to be very patient because it's part of our job to understand that there are different people with different reasons why they get rude.

It only goes to show that there are some people who didn't know that there are ten ways to skin a cat. Of course, that too, I am against.

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When milking is too obvious and the franchise is tired already

Milking is an unfortunate curse to some characters may it be on video games or movies. Take the example of Super Mario. Mario, from being just a regular Italian plumber, shoots up to fame when he was warped to a different dimension-- and most unfortunately, in the world of turtles, piranhas and whatnot, when every mushroom is a good guy, except for the confusing gogoombas. Are they even mushrooms in the first place?

The stand alone winner for this round is my beloved Shrek. I have to admit that this green ogre's first movie was a hit! I loved every bit of it and I was rolling with laughter from the start of the movie until the very end where the credits are running. I was even excited that a second film was coming up! So when it came, yeah, I was still laughing, but not really as hard as I did with the first film. The third didn't do well. Well, yeah, I kinda liked the whole Disney Princesses being all down right dirty with their karate moves and stuff. That was cool. But that was it. The last installment didn't even fair at all.

I guess the surprise factor is no longer there. When the first movie was out, I was amazed of how creative Hollywood can be-- twisting and churning beloved characters. It didn't alienate people of all countries because EVERYONE knew the story behind each characters of fairy tale and nursery rhyme. It was funny to see them being redefined, re-introduced and some even blasphemed (Fairy God Mother being evil). However, the whole franchise has started to feel exhaustion from the third installment and while it attempted to make a second wind, I'm sorry but it didn't make it where it wished to get it's grimy and sweaty ogreish hands on.

Too bad there is no such thing as third-wind. If there is, it must have killed dozens of people.

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Why I love Spaghetti

I asked my mom about if she has any idea why I love spaghetti so much. I know she may not have an answer to that, but I was just sparking a conversation with her. To my amazement, my mom said, "Well, that's because that's the only food your father feeds me when I was having you."

Well said.

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Three KICK-ASS Comic Books

Just bought the three comic books at Powerbooks Megamall. This I learned from my reluctant goddess, Jessica, from her blog site. Curiosity made my fingers twitch and my debit card to rattle. From the description, I know it was something different-- and I am a sucker for eccentricity.

TRESE, from the deviant mind of Budjette Tan, concocts a twisted tale of Alexandra Trese, paranormal investigator. She is aided by the Kambal who I will not speak of regarding their origins.

If this comic book will be translated to a film, I wish I could be casted on it too. I'd love to play the part of one of the kambal! Or maybe one of Trese's brothers. Or Anton Trese himself! Hint hint!

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I am so in-love with this guy

This guy has just challenged my very last hope of heterosexuality. Magkamali lang talaga ito sa akin, yuyundakan ko agad 'yan.

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My Superstar Experience

Now, I am a vehicular marketing arm for this game, but before you plunge into this casual game, here are some of the experiences I have gained so far. Make this as a review as well.

I did mention that this game is fucking hard! REALLY! The object of the game is to align your voice with the lines that correspond to the song's notes. This helps you be in tune, so to speak. But it's difficult to maintain it especially if you are a smoker like myself. (I admit it) On several occasions, you know that you are in tune with the notes, but the software couldn't recognize it. Maybe, just maybe, sintunado lang talaga ako.

When you go a room, you will also get the chance of listening to other players as well. So far, the experience was exhilarating! Filipinos really know how to sing. Some of them keeps missing the lines ( I mean the tune lines) but you know that they are very good singers. I tried my luck when one suddenly challenged me. I belted the song "You are not alone" and she tried to beat me with another Mike Jackson song, "Heal the World," which is the hardest song in the list of easy songs. Well, it was a good fight and I emerged victorious. 'Tsamba!

The missions in the game (or tasks) are also perilous. Thanks to grammar errors and unclear mission requirements (I was like, "Where the fuck is the Underground Den anyway?).

Play this game ONLY if, (1) you live alone, (2) your neighbors are beyond 50 meters from you, (3)have a decent microphone (4)your fan is turned off (napipick up kasi) (5)you can do a falsetto. (6) and most importantly, di ka pikon.

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Philippine Rugby team won the Asian 5 Division 2 Championships!

This picture was ripped off from Jessica Zafra. Visit her in her blog www.jessicarulestheuniverse.com and it will put culture to your blood-- or nothing at all.

I'm with the tens and tens (I can't really say hundreds) of her readers who were furiously listening (err, reading) the liveish cast of the games in her blog. Although I couldn't justify it, but who cares, right?

What I am happy about this is that our team,. yes OUR team, smacked the asses of their Indian counterparts. Shows them who's boss now, huh?

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Kantahan na!

Recently been addicted to this videoke online game. Superstar.ph is an online videoke game where being in tune is better than having the vocal qualities. This online game features songs of Sarah Geronimo, Martin Nievera, Freestyle and more!

The game is relatively difficult if you are as tone deaf as I am, but with a lot of practice, I am sure you will make it big time.

Best of all, try to get a score of 20K in one the premier songs and you just might win yourself an audition! The winner of the audition will be with the Pop Princess herself in her next coming album. Who knows it might be you, or me.

So, what more can I say? Join and sing your hearts out! Who knows? This must be your ticket to stardom!
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Master of None (part2)

Again, this picture was ripped from Google. I don't wish to end this blog with any infringement issues.

I mentioned in my previous blog that I may have mastered none of my learned talents, but I do know that I could act. This is now in serious debate with one of the people who I have looked up to.

Recently, I did a commercial for a known car brand. I keep on telling people that this was the hardest commercial I have been so far. The commercials I did were just few and undoubtedly forgettable. I have not seen this commercial being aired. I was just under the impression that I did well, because the producers said so.

My mentor didn't see it that way. He said that I was never a convincing actor. And I only got the looks but not much of the talent. I feel like Deena Jones (played by Beyonce Knowles) in Dreamgirls. I really felt for her, having the looks and the quality, but never the talent. I feel this was just who I am. All looks and no talent. Thanks to my mentor.

But this shouldn't stop me to make myself better. I know that there are things that I should learn to master this craft, but a little encouragement could help, right? I wasn't asking for an opinion, rather, I don't need it. Not that I don't want to see the errors in what I am doing, or finding that my best was clearly not enough, but I wasn't doing serious theater. There is a fine difference between theater acting and commercial acting. The latter requires you to be superficial.

What pains me is that my mentor is right But what makes me happy is that he's not always.

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Sex Education in Philippine Education System

(Ripped the photos somewhere in Google.com)

Yesterday and the day before that, my internet service went to a complete slump. During that time, my television was beckoning me to straighten my index finger and push on on it's, uhh, ON button. Boredom was the key for it to hypnotize me. When it gladly flashed it's bright lights on me, I was in a news program asking viewers what they have in mind about Sex Ed being integrated in the curriculum of Elementary and Highschool students.

Again, the church has something to say about it. They're saying that it's okay for the subject to be meshed with high school curriculum but not with the Elementary ones. They say that we are polluting the innocence of the children.

SAY WHAT?

Innocence? I know sex existed when I was barely out my kindergarten years. The question is, what is so impure about sex anyway? What's wrong with sex and the notion that we have to study sex in general? Are they afraid of that the kid would be so curious about it they will start finding sex partners for themselves just for them to LEARN what the fuzz is all about?Are they scared about the fact that they are brooding possible sex offenders in the near future by exposing children about something very human and instinctive for their survival? For the survival of their very own species?!

Maybe I'm not making myself very clear about this. I believe that if something is sensationalized to stupid proportions, people will be more curious about it. The more you shun them about this issue, the more they get the feeling of wanting to know more about it and eventually doing it. That's why you see more sex offenders coming from the Class C sector (people living in rural areas, sometimes provincial areas) who have limited resources to this information than any other social clusters. Don't believe me? Look it up. Again, they forgot about that part.

The Department of Education's goal for integrating this very well-made-sensitive topic was in order to combat the spread of diseases, to balance out population growth and to avoid unwanted pregnancies which will lead to some serious issues e.g. abortion. So how is the church participating in it? They actually helped out in making all the Department's goal fail, first in sensationalizing it: For making people feel bad about following their basic instincts and for giving out wrong information. According to a survey (Sorry, too lazy to look it up), about 60% people living in the slums have no clear idea on how they get pregnant. Oh yeah. They thought that it was "Heaven sent" or it was "God's will" why they become pregnant. They have no frigin' idea that they get pregnant because they had sex. To them, it was like more of a hobby because they don't have anything else to do productively.

I say, integrate the system even in Elementary curriculum. I have been talking insurmountably about sex education in the rural areas. A lot of them couldn't make it to high school because of economic reasons, then bombard them where they are at their peaks.

Some viewer said that it's the responsibility of parents to teach their kids about it. I'm betting my odds that as they become parents themselves, it will be completely hard for them to discuss it with their future offspring. Why? Because they have been "polluted" about the church and societies ideologies about sex: That it's dirty and plain bad.

Thanks for the help, but no thanks.

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Hear the Tiger roar?

I shot this photo years ago when I was still living in Mandaluyong. (I promised to post pictures here so here it is. It wasn't half as bad.) Mandaluyong City has pride itself for being one of Metro Manila's tiger cities. I remember when I was in grade something during the time when former Prexy Ramos was still in the rampage with his ever powerful cigar, that in terms of economic progress, the Philippines was tagged as the tiger cub of Asia. This title was shared with another Southeast Asian country I think they called Thailand. If not, then I'm sorry. Clearly, I am not doing my homework.

I have a bull to pick on this photo. Manda-Linis is a good slogan. It says alot of what Mayor Abalos wished to happen to his city. We wishes to clean the city off not just physical garbage, but social and economic wastes as well. Good slogan, but not very original. But have you ever notice the picture? It's a tiger, yeah, and the tiger's yawning.

During the proclamation that Mandaluyong City is one of the nation's tiger cities, Mayor Abalos thought that it will be a good idea to post a picture of a tiger roaring. So he asked his staff to rip a photo off from National Geographic, paste it in his would-be billboard, add his slogan and ta-daaa! a poster fit to encourage people to be proud of living in his city. His staff made a huge error. They picked a tiger yawning. I guess they don't know what a tiger looks like when it's fucking mad! I bet no one even noticed it. Either that or they don't care a bull at all.

Could this error be subliminal? That in all honesty, the people of Mandaluyong is just waking up from the almost eternal slumber that they were in then realizing the mess they were in? Or was the tiger just about to go to sleep? Or the tiger may be too tired to do anything now. I am betting that the tiger was just startled from his sleep. I bet he's going back to sleep afterwards.

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