Friday, March 31, 2006

It Burns...

.:Today's LSS:.

I now remember why Gary Valenciano is my favorite OPM artist, ever.

He has a song for practically everything significant that has ever happened in my life.


After All
by Gary Valenciano

I asked her for a smile
She couldn't, I don't know why
Could it be that it's all over?
Such a short love affair,
I feel it's so unfair
But what can I do
To keep this love, oh so true
The feelings can't be gone
We've only just begun
Why must we end it?
I feel we should go on,
Coz' I can still feel the fire's warmth,
The sparks of love that keep it shining on!

I'll be standing here even though it's through
I'll have a space in my heart for you
I don't know how I'll fake it,
And I doubt if I can make it!
And if you get to realize,
Just turn and look into my eyes,
Coz' then you'd come to know
That it was me after all

You know we still have time,
It's not too late to change your mind,
Why must we end it?
I feel we should go on,
Coz' I can still feel the fire's warmth,
The sparks of love that keep it shining on!

(Repeat Chorus)

.:First Encounter:.

Sacha's friend, Dave Brown, arrived in the country yesterday. It was all good, really. I kinda pulled a boo-boo and showed up at the Chua residence when I should've gone to Greenbelt, but no big deal.

So I got there, and the eventual guestlist was Ranulf, Jerome, Clair, JM, and myself. We had a fairly interesting range of conversation, which revolved mainly around TV shows and Katamari. Dave's a nice guy to talk to. I guess I can imagine why he and Sacha get along.

So anyways, we had dinner at MYLK, then after a while, we called up Sach. It was fun talking to her again. At least, she's doing well there. Good for her.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

I'm Alive...

.:Out Of The Hospital, Finally:.

I was out since Tuesday, but I haven't been able to so much as write anything for my LJ, even when my beloved laptop came back already. (Whee.)

So in any case, I want to thank all the people who showed up to visit me in the hospital. My wholehearted gratitude to my grandmother, my mom, my aunt Evelyn, Clair, Ranulf, Carl, Lauren, April, Tita Harvey, and Gyn, I guess.

It was pretty interesting how I ended up there. My grandmother simply wanted me to rest, and we thought I just had the flu. I wanted to stay at my grandmother's place for the moment, as the condo is NOT a good place to recuperate in. She mentioned that my cousin is in the only other room, and since she's only two years old, it's not a good idea to have her around me. She might get sick, too.

Going to the hospital was a blessing in disguise, too. My grandfather suddenly started talking to my grandmother when I called. He was completely depressed because he was sick, too, and practically came back to life when they found out I needed to be rushed to the hospital...

It was a very long weekend for me. I needed the rest, and I'm glad I'm alive again...

.:The End:.

No matter how much pain you have caused me, I thank you for all the love you have given me. I thank you for having made me feel special for ten months, and I still feel strongly about us. Maybe we just had the right love at the wrong time. But as the song goes, sometimes goodbye are not forever. It doesn't matter if you're gone. I still believe in us together.

Maybe we've only just begun.

Maybe the best is yet to come.

But for now, I live. I am not happy, but I am at peace.

That is enough.

Thank you. And you will always have a place in my heart.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Unprofessional Bastards...

.:WWE's Suicide Angle...:.

I don't find THIS funny. You find it funny?

Seriously, if he wanted to end it all, he wouldn't do it on webcast every week. There're simpler methods of doing it.

Like starving yourself to death or something.

.:Welcome To CandyMag Forums!:.

So I joined their forums. I filled out a form that included the most atrocious of details. Since when did a forum ask what your weekly allowance was?

And upon filling out the form, what do I get? A confirmation e-mail that told me....

Congratulations, you are now officially a Candy girl!

I am looking down my pants right now, and no, I don't think that's true.

.:Just Great:.

So I'm supposed to host a three-day event for a certain company in a certain mall. I won't mention their company name anymore simply because I don't want to bother giving them any publicity while I'm at it. They don't deserve to have their crappy company mentioned anymore, as far as I'm concerned.

In any case, I was told it's 3,000 bucks a day for three days. Not bad. That's a perfectly fine setup, although the usual going rate has usually been 3,500 per gig for hosts who aren't uber-famous. No problem so far, although they haven't been able to contact me in a timely fashion and provide me information with what I'm supposed to be doing for them.

Next thing I know, two days before the event, I find out that I'm low-balled into 2,000 a day for three days. 6,000 in total. Still not bad, and I wouldn't really mind a rate like that. It'd help me pay for some bills and then some.

But then, the kicker came. It wasn't a "hosting" deal like most hosting jobs that take two to three hours. They wanted me there from ten in the morning to nine in the evening for the next three days. For two thousand bucks a day? Who the fuck are they kidding?!? As if it wasn't enough for me to be shafted with a lower rate for hosting, I'm further screwed over by a schedule of eleven hours. More than thrice the regular length of a hosting gig.

And they have the nerve to ask to pay less? If anything, they should be paying more!

But wait, there's more. I respectfully told them that 2,000 was far too lowball for any host, and they can even try other radio stations if they're in doubt. So what do the damned cheapskates do?

They back out on me.

After I've fixed my schedule for them.

What an unprofessional bunch of bastards. I hope their event becomes a miserable failure.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006


Three days since my last meal. It's been great knowing you all.

a Story Fragment

"Hi there! I brought you a present today!"

She smiles and looks at him as she hands her birthday present to him. She knows he would enjoy this gift. A present that was bound to make him happy.

"What is it?" He asks, as he looked inside the box.

He gasped.

"Omigosh. It's a puppy! It's a cute, cute puppy!"

"You like it?"

"Of course I like it. But is it tame?"

"Of course. It doesn't bite."

He sets the little beagle down on the floor and looks at it carefully. It looks friendly, wagging its tail, and snuggling up to him as he squats on the floor to pat its head.

And then, with no warning, he steps on its tail.

The dog yelped and ran to the far corner of the room, under the couch.

She was aghast at this senseless act of aggression. "What did you do that for?"

"I just wanted to make sure it doesn't bite. Here, dog." He replies, as he extends a hand to the nervous puppy in the corner. The beagle hesitates for a moment, and then slowly moves towards him.

Just as the poor beagle was beginning to look calm around him again, he kicks the dog. She frantically grabs him and stops him. "What the hell has gotten into you? STOP IT!!!"

He brushes her off while the dog runs back under the couch again, whimpering softly. "You know I can't take any chances. I told you before that I simply can't have a dog that bites, right?"

"But you don't have to hurt the poor puppy! It's just a puppy!"

"I don't care. I just wanted to make sure it doesn't bite."

"No! That's enough! Please!"

But he couldn't be stopped anymore. He pushes her to the floor, then casually walks up to the dog again, and kicks it repeatedly while holding it in place. The sickening thud of his foot coming into contact with the poor puppy drove her mad as she could only look on in horror. The puppy was definitely not looking good, and yet through it all, could only muster a plaintive whimper for help.

"That's good! That's good! It doesn't bite!" He said, as he slapped the beagle across its snout several. The dog's yelps were getting louder and louder. She was frozen on the spot as he continued this disturbing and heartless display.

Until finally, the puppy had enough and bit his right thumb violently. He panicked and tried to shake it off, but the puppy's viselike grip on his thumb was just too much. Without so much as batting an eyelash, he furiously lifts the puppy and slams it to the wall repeatedly until its mouth dropped open. The dog was bleeding, and as it fell to the floor, his thumb fell to the floor all the same.

A few moments later, the dog whimpered its last.

"Take your stupid dog and go. I hate it. It bites."

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Here We Go...

.:Today's LSS:.

I should've seen the movie... :P

Don't Give Up On Us
by David Soul

Don't give up on us, baby
Don't make the wrong seem right
The future isn't just one night
It's written in the moonlight
Painted on the stars
We can't change ours

Don't give up on us, baby
We're still worth one more try
I know we put a last one by
Just for a rainy evening
When maybe stars are few
Don't give up on us, I know
We can still come through

I really lost my head last night
You've got a right to start believin'
There's still a little love left, even so

Don't give up on us, baby
Lord knows we've come this far
Can't we stay the way we are?
The angel and the dreamer
Who sometimes plays a fool
Don't give up on us, I know
We can still come through

It's written in the moonlight
Painted on the stars
We can't change ours

Don't give up on us, baby
We're still worth one more try
I know we put a last one by
Just for a rainy evening
When maybe stars are few
Don't give up on us, I know
We can still come through

Don't give up on us, baby
Don't give up on us, baby

.:A Raw Recap Snippet...:.

Now, this just sounds wrong....

"RAW opened up with a recap from last weeks show, looking at the drugging of Shawn Michaels, and then Shane and Vince McMahon having their way with the Heartbreak Kid."

Eww... father and son getting it on with Shawn Michaels. I know Shawn Michaels has a lot of appeal, but this is stretching it...

.:Down For A Day:.

Sore eyes got to me, but I'm okay now. Boy, that was rough while it lasted... at least, the worst of it is over. I should be 100% again by Friday (As if I'm not already as is, but Pomelo's too paranoid to meet up with me... sigh.).

This explains mainly why I've been on a huge blogging lull despite the fact that we had a great chat party at the Chua residence last Saturday night. Seeing the JGL all together again last weekend was just plain awesome, as I definitely enjoyed their company.

Hopefully, my laptop gets back to me soon. This is getting incredibly annoying. I have so many ideas to churn out, and instead, I have to make do with downright mediocre stopgap posts... yeesh.

I still haven't even really talked about "trash TV" yet... and you just have to realize how much of that is on, and I wish I were only talking about Jerry Springer, but the Iglesia/Ang Dating Daan channels kinda do even worse in this department as they rip each other's footage off to bash the other religion, although I notice ADD has been staying away from such practices lately. A change of heart, perhaps?

.:In Other News...:.

Chef quits South Park. Why? Because he's a hypocrite.

For years, he knowingly participated in a show that ridiculed every single religion that it could possibly ridicule...

... except Scientology.

Now that the show did, he leaves because he feels that it's "crossing a line"? Unbelievable!

I think they should keep Chef. Have someone rip his vocal chords in an episode or something and keep him as a pantomime character. That'd teach him.

.:Random Pictures To Tell Quick Stories With Again...

First of all, let's start with a picture of my mom and Sharon Cuneta together. Holy crap, they look alike!

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Next, imagine if JJJ were your regular pastor...

I am officially in love with Yomiko. Whatta hottie...

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And lastly, a new avatar for consideration...

Friday, March 10, 2006

.:Today's LSS:.

So Sick
by Ne-Yo

Mmmm mmm yeah
Do do do do do do do-do
Ohh Yeah

Gotta change my answering machine
Now that I'm alone
Cuz right now it says that we
Can't come to the phone
And I know it makes no sense
Cuz you walked out the door
But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore
(it's ridiculous)
It's been months
And for some reason I just
(can't get over us)
And I'm stronger then this
(enough is enough)
No more walkin round
With my head down
I'm so over being blue
Cryin over you

And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

Gotta fix that calender I have
That's marked May 5th
Because since there's no more you
There's no more anniversary
I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you
And your memory
And how every song reminds me
Of what used to be

That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Stupid love songs)
Dont make me think about her smile
It lasted just for a while
Let it go
Turning off the radio

Cuz I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)

Said I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)

And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishin you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
Why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)
Why can't I turn off the radio?

.:I'm The Juggernaut, Beeyatch!:.

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Thursday, March 09, 2006

Going Political...


It’s my new verbal crutch. Along with anyways, irregardless, and in any case, among others.

.:Going Political…:.

So I saw this really interesting propaganda flyer about Joseph Estrada, and I couldn’t help but post it. My annotations are in blue. ;)

KALAYAAN KAY ERAP! IBALIK SI ERAP! (Saan? Sa kulungan niya? Ang tagal na niyang wala dun kasi kung saan-saan siya napapadpad, eh.)


Sa loob ng apat na taon, ginawa na ng rehimeng Arroyo ang lahat ng paraan upang itago ang katotohanan sa sambayanang Pilipino (Ang sambayanang nagsama-sama sa EDSA II para patalsikin si Erap?!?): na si Pang. Joseph Ejercito Estrada, at hindi si Ginang Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo, ang tunay na presidente ng ating republika (Until 2004, maybe.). Ito ang dahilan sa likod ng mga kasinungalingan at panlilinlang na ipinapakalat ng administrasyon .(At ng oposisyon. Pare-pareho lang sila.)


- Tanging apat lamang ang basehan para ideklarang bakante ang tanggapan ng Pangulo: resignation, impeachment, permanent disability, at death. (Wrong. According to, it’s removal from office, not impeachment. There are many different ways to remove a president from office, one of them being impeachment. And with brains as addled as Estrada’s, hindi ba “permanent disability” na yun?)

- Wala ni isa sa mga basehang ito ang ginamit ng Korte Suprema at sa halip ay nag-imbento ng basehang tinatawag na “constructive resignation”. (A.K.A. Removal from office, right? Yeesh.)

- Walang “constructive resignation” na nakalista sa Saligang Batas kaya’t ito’y iligal. (Again, see my last annotation above.)

- Sinunod ni Pang. Era pang mga alituntuning nakasaad sa Saligang Batas nang mag-file siya ng leave of absence noong ika-2- ng Enero 2001, hindi upang permanenteng magbitiw kung hindi upang maiwasan ang pagdanak ng dugo sa lansangan. (The latter part of the sentence is a lie. Nothing in EDSA II hinted at bloodshed when contrasted to EDSA III.)

- Ang pansamantalang pamumuno sa gobyerno ay nalipat kay Ginang Arroyo, na noon ay Bise Presidente. (Yes. And your point is?)

- Ang puwang upang makabalik sa puwesto ni Pang. Erap sa sandaling humupa ang sigalot sa pulitika ng lipunan ay garantisado ng Saligang Batas. (For as long as his term isn’t over yet. It’s 2006. His term ended in 2004. So quit it.)


- Ang impeachment trial ni Pang. Erap ay hindi natapos. (For very obvious reasons.)

- Natigil ito ng wala sa panahon bunga ng sadyang pag-walkout ng mga abogado mula sa pampubliko at pribadong sector nang mabatid nilang matatalo sila. (At matapos tayo sayawan ni Tessie Aquino-Oreta.)

- Kahit noong impeachment trial, sapilitang sinama ng mga prosecutors ang mga isyung hindi naman nakalista sa articles of impeachment, kabilang ang tungkol sa Jose Velarde account na pagmamay-ari ng negosyanteng si Jaime Dichaves. (The Jose Velarde account and other issues were relevant to the case. Dismissive talk such as this is baseless and completely goes against what everyone has seen on national television.)

- Sa kanyang paglilitis sa harap ng Sandiganbayan, napatunayan ng mga abogado ni Pang. Erap na nagsinungaling si Chavit Singson sa kanyang testimonya. (If this is true, why was Chavit not charged with perjury?)

- Kahit si dating Senate President at ngayon ay Minority Floor Leader Sen. Aquilino Pimentel, Jr. ay umamin sa harap ng Sandiganbayan na ang lahat ng mga dokumento (sic) nilalaman ng tinatawag na “second envelop” ay nagpapatunay na si Dichaves ang may-ari ng nasabing account at hindi si Pang. Erap. (And a while ago, the writer was arguing this was irrelevant. So why change tact now?)


- Si Pang. Era pang umani ng pinakamalaking mayorya sa kasaysayan ng mga halalan sa Pilipinas nang manalo siya bilang pangulo noong 1998. (Somehow, I sincerely doubt that. Not when you have people like Ramon Magsaysay and Ferdinand Marcos to contend with.)

- Ang kanyang pagkapanalo ay malinaw pa sa sikat ng araw ng maitalang mahigit tatlong milyong boto ang lamang niya sa kanyang pinakamalapit na katunggali. (Nobody disputes that he won the elections.)

- Dapat sana’y hanggang 2004 tumagal ang kanyang mandate. (Malas niya. Eh 2006 na. Wala na siyang habol.)

- Ninakawan ng 2001 pagnanakaw (sic) ng kapangyarihan ang taong bayan ng kanilang tunay na presidente. (Completely subjective opinion. Highly irrelevant.)

- Higit na marami sa ating mga mamamayan, kabilang ang masang Pilipino, ang naniniwalang iligal na presidente si Mrs. Arroyo at ninakaw niya ang poder ng pagka-pangulo sa pamamagitan ng isang pag-aaklas na suportado ng mga elitista. (Again, subjective. EDSA II was dominated by middle-class people, not elitists.)

- Higit na mahalaga, mismong si Mrs. Arroyo ang umamin na ang sabwatan para mapatalsik si Pang. Erap ay binuo noong pa mang unang araw ng kanyang panunungkulan bilang bise-presidente. (State your source, please.)


(Somehow, I doubt that. Kasi naman, medyo tapos na ang termino niya mula 2004 pa lang, diba? Wala namang “extension clause” na nakalagay sa Saligang Batas, diba? Pasensyahan na lang.)

Wednesday, March 08, 2006



I wanted to blog. Really, I did. Especially since it's suman Wednesday today...

But my work just prevents me from doing it right now. I was at a meeting today after boardwork...

Regardless, I'll try tomorrow.

I have two hosting gigs for TGI Friday's... way cool. That's money I can use.

Friday, March 03, 2006


.:Still No LSS For Today:.

My lack of a laptop for about a month or so has led me to just not bother with LSS lyrics until I finally get it back...

It's all good, regardless.

.:Pardon The 2's...:.

If you happen to catch this post riddled w2ith that number, it's be2cause the office2 keyboard loves acting up. It presse2s the2 numb2e2r2 on its own.... Grrr...


Ms. Maan, the Philosophy Department secretary, was telling me a student actually had the gall to expect her to fax him a copy of the course description for Philosophy 101. Even more incred2ulous, when asked2 why he w2ou2ldn't just go to Ateneo to get it hims2e2lf, h2e2 re2plied2...

"What? Ateneo? That's too far!!!"

I can completely understand why Ms. Maan can get really annoyed with some of these students...

.:Fight Night Round 3:.

Awesome game for the PSP! If you have a PSP, this game's a must-have.

Now, to make the PSP even more enticing, guess what game's coming out late this year?

Yep. Tekken 5: Dark Resurrection. Talk about wow...

.:Oh, Boy...:.

Starting Monday, I'm no longer just a jock for WAVE 89.1. I'm also their Chief Coordinating Officer, aka the frontman of the company for tie-ups and other similar things.

Furthermore, I'll also be in charge of relaunching the station's student DJ program. Hopefully, that one turns out fine, as I really am unsure how to carry out the plans that sir Joe wanted me to carry out when we had a meeting.

The thing is, I didn't even know the meeting we'd have that day was about this. I was seriously just scared that they wanted to meet me because I did something wrong or they didn't like my performance during my timeslot.

Instead, they told me that they actually appreciate the loyalty I have shown when I chose them over GMA recently, and my sheer determination to offer my services for WAVE essentially told them I'm currently the one person they can count on to pull this off, because nobody else has ever so much as made them feel like they wanted this job.

And I know I want to pull this off.

I won't spill any more details for now. I don't want to get too far ahead of myself.

At least, the financial considerations will be less problematic now...

.:The Teacher...:.

My mom suggested that I try my luck in teaching Kindergarten in Japan. The pay is definitely good, and the change of scenery isn't a problem at all. Furthermore, according to Ms. Maan, my Masters in Philosophy isn't in jeopardy, either, since residency rules are loosely observed, if at all.

So what's stopping me from going to Japan to teach there for a couple of years, make enough money to buy a house, a car, and have enough money leftover for anything else?

For one, Education units. I am completely clueless what I'm going to teach. Am I going to teach English? Art? English with Japanese translations?

For another, Pomelo. Do I really want to leave the most wonderful thing going on in my life right now? Do I really want to spend so much time away from this wonderful, beautiful, and heavensent girl, even though what I am actually doing would be for the both of us in the end?

And of course, my work with WAVE. I love my job here. Sure, I don't make as much money as I wish I could, but then, this is a job that I've grown to love and appreciate...

I guess I really have to weigh my options carefully before I proceed... it's not easy, but that's the way things are.

So what do you think? Is it worth a shot?

Wednesday, March 01, 2006


.:It's About Time:.

So I didn't go to the WWE RAW Live Tour...

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So freaking what? ;)

.:Battle Scars:.

With a stubbed toe, a bruised and scraped shoulder, and an upset stomach...

... I have survived Eurostar.

Yes, I've ridden every scary ride.

Yes, I've ridden the scariest ride there, the Joker/G-Force, and I rode it twice. It was pretty much a Ferris Wheel ride at 100 Km/H, and with your seat spinning wildly out of control. I was beginning to wonder if the Russian Cosmonauts would call me up after having survived riding it twice.

I even took a spin on the Booster, which saw me getting into a chair which is on a circular disc, which is on a LARGER circular disc. And all three things, chair, disc, and larger disc all spin in different directions at ridiculous speeds. It was a crazy experience, to say the least. The rapid spinning made me hit my harness repeatedly, resulting in the bruise and scrape on my shoulder.

The Horror House was meh. I saw some girls running like mad out of it, though. One of them was this affable-looking girl I ran into twice in bump cars.

Bump cars was easily the best ride of the lot. :P

I stubbed my toe on the Jungle Log Jam-type ride they had. I slid on the way down from the back of the thing I was riding to the front, ramming my toe to the front of the thing in the process.

The Flipper was pretty wild, too, but I don't think it was nearly as crazy as Booster or Joker.

Ranger was simply Anchors Aweigh gone wrong. It takes full 360-degree turns, and won't even hesitate to hold us upside down for close to a minute before going backwards afterwards.

Heck, even the Ferris Wheel freaked me out a bit, since I was comparing it a lot to G-Force. That's probably because I am REALLY afraid of heights, and when G-Force stopped with me at the top to get new passengers on, I wasn't too pleased...

And I met a couple of new people there, aside from the affable girl. I met two Ateneans at the Ranger, then rode with them on the G-Force when I got there the second time. So to Bianca and Spike, thanks for keeping me company, if only for a few minutes. :P

.:Won My First Magic Tournament With Doomsday...:.

Wow. It was a tough win, but I scraped through.

.:Might End Up Working In Japan For A Year...:.

Talking about it tomorrow... sigh...

.:Would Really Make For A Funny Avatar...:.