Monday, November 12, 2012

Back The Drawing/Writing Board.

In the past year, many things happened which is also the same this year. Five years ago, I am a student. Today I am still and student, but graduating (hopefully this March). Changes, it happens fast, it happens slow. And though you may stop on things, which you think ends permanently but blooms again for a new season. 

It seems that I do need to get back in writing my thoughts to help me in my work and also in my studies. I loved to voice out my feelings and put them on a something permanent. So I can look back whenever I get out of the way, when things don't go my way, when I declare today is the end of the world. It's indeed an exercise for the mind, for the imagination that wants to be heard, for ideas needed to be recorded and executed. Maybe I would write something epic, maybe I'll write something that will create a revolution. 

looking back to assess my life again, it is still a big mess, financially unstable, slightly overweight, zero love life, far from my family. How low can I go? But I need to think and act, to make up all the things that I left unnoticed. That I have a lot of blessings and talents that the Lord gave me. 

In the Gospel yesterday, Elijah told the widow that her flour and oil will never dry out, and indeed it was overflowing. It was more than enough for her and her child. I then realized that, hey I do need to see that my jar is not emtpy, I just need to trust in what I have and I will be provided with all that I need. I also remembered the movie Suckerpunch, not just because of the characters, but the life lesson that it thought me. I have all of my weapons, now fight!

Now back to blogging, writing the novel/s and drawing. It's time for a reset.

Chris, Ang Aswang na Vegetarian.

Salad and soup, yan ang tanghalian ko ngayon at sa maniwala kayo o hindi, nabubusog ako dito. Isa nga akong Vegetarian, pero hindi yung basta basta, lacto-vegan ako. Hindi ako kumakain ng anumang uri ng karne pero umiinom naman ako ng gatas at kumakain ng dairy products tulad ng cheese.  Tatlong taon na akong vegetarian, masaklap ang tingin ng iba sa kalagayan ko kasi hindi ako nakakatikim ng masasarap na protina tulad ng baka o baboy. Pero malaki din ang naitulong nito sa akin upang matangal ang taba sa aking katawan. Kaunting tiyaga pa sa gym at lalabas na ang abs  ko.

Hindi ko naman binigla ang pagpalit ng pagnanais sa magulay na  buhay. Unti unti naman ang transistion hanggang nakasanayan ko na ito matapos ang ilang buwan. At dahil sa mas matipunong kisig ko, mas naging confident ako na lumapit sa mga babae. Dati parang miso ako, ulo lang ang gusto nila, pero ngayon mapagmamalaki ko na pwede na akong ihanay sa mga hunks sa TV at movie. Siguro dahil sa mga pagbabagong ito, mas madali rin akong makapagsagot (at makahulog ng panty) ng babae.

Kaso may kakaibang side effect ang shift nito sa lifestyle ko. Mas naging malibog ako at mas kinky. Madalas kaming makipagsex sa  anumang lugar na madapuan namin, syempre basta hindi mahuli (pero minsan exciting yun). Parang sumanib ata sa akin si Christian Grey na sinasabi ng syota kong si Chelle sa 50 Shades of Grey na libro na tinapos niya yung tatlong libro sa loob ng isang linggo at nakailang ulit pa. Hindi ko kilala yung mga characters dun pero, malamang gwapo at magandang katawan nun tulad ko. Pero wala na akong pakialam dun, basta maligaya kaming magbigay ng aliw sa isa't isa. Ang masaya pa, mahilig din pala siya, game kahit saan, kaya bagay kami.

Mahilig akong magekperimento ng iba't ibang bagay para mapasarap ang seks. Mula sa mga posisyon, mga "props" at estillo ng romansa sinusubukan namin. Minsan nga, nasubukan namin sa fire exit kaso hindi namin alam kung paano natrigger yung alam kaya muntik na kaming mabuko dahil sa kalibugan namin dalawa.

Pero sa totoo lang, kapag wala siya sa mood o nasa malayong lugar, hindi ko talagang mapigilan ang sarili ko. Nagba-bar ako, umiikot kung saan saan para makipagkita sa mga kaibigan o magagandang chicks para makasama hangang mai-kama. Pampatangal init, ika nga. Pero mas mahal ko pa rin syota ko. Peksman.

Siguro dahil din sa kinakain ko, kulang ata ako sa asim, kaya madalas kong gumamit ng dila sa panroromansa. Parang cake at icing lang gusto kong dilaan yung pawising lugar ng katawan. Kadiri man isipin, pero hindi ko na yun naiisip basta maugunan lang yung craving ko. Madalas ko ring dilaan ang aking ngipin, para kapain kung anuman ang kumapit dito. Sabi nga ni Chelle, parang nagbabagong anyo ako kapag nasa kama na ako. Angressive at dominant daw ako lagi, pero gustong gusto niya yun.

Minsan sinusupresa ko siya kapag napadaan siya sa bahay, dahil sa condo madalas nakahubad lang akong pagala gala sa bahay. Sasalubungin ko siya ng hubo't hubad o kaya pagpasok niya ay huhubaran ko siya agad. Pero matapos ng ilang ulit, hindi na siya nagugulat, laos na agad style ko.

Hindi na siguro ako magkakaanak dahil nagpavasectomy na ako pero may semilya akong nakatago sa isang sperm bank. Para iwas disgrasya at kung gusto ko man ng anak may nakatago lang na reserba. Sa totoo lang, ayaw ko talaga na magka-anak.

Dumating si Chelle sa condo sa paboritong suotin niyang naka shorts at shirt. Nakaka-turn on yun sa akin. At tulad ng dati sinupresa ko siya ng malalim na halik sabay paghuhbad sa kanyang suot. Medyo pakipot pa siya sa pagsabi ng "Hon, wag muna..."

Dahil agresibo ako sa unang move, napapaungol na lang siya kahit nagpapapigil. Pero hindi ako magpapadala. Mabilis ko siyang naitulak pahiga sa kama. Mabilis ko agad nahubaran ang kanyang shorts at kaharap ang kanyang panty. Parang cookie monster akong inatake upang sakupin ang bataan niya.

"Hon...ugh... wag...Bahala ka...ooh" 

Yun ang sa tingin ko narinig ko na galing sa kanya bukod sa ungol. Parang tiktik ang dila ko para magtrabaho, para maghanap ng dugo...

DUGO.

Lasa ng dugo, malagkit sa dila, hindi dahil sa basa na siya. Napatigil ako upang hugtin ang dila ko. Oo, dugo nga...

"Tang ina, ano ito?" sabi ko sa sarili ko. Parang ayaw kong makapaniwala. Nanginginig ako, bumubilis yung paghinga ko. 

Dugo.

"Hahaha! kadiri yang mukha mo" sabi ni Chelle, "Yan kasi ang libog mo! Kaninin mo Mens ko!"

Dugo.

Biglang may bumalik sa akin. Mga mabibilis na alaala, puno rin ito ng dugo...mga lamang loob... ang tumitibok na puso. 

Puso.

Bumibilis lalo ang takbo ng pintig ng puso ko, ito ang kinakatakot ko. Hindi ko na ito makontrol, hinahabol ko na rin yung hininga ko. Nalagay ko ang aking kamay sa bibig na puno pa rin ng dugo. Kumapit ito sa kamay ko, at pinagmasdan ko ito ng dahan dahan. 

Patay.

Hindi na ako ulit vegetarian, nadampian na ng dugo ang bunganga at dila ko. Ang alala ni Tatay ang una kong naramdaman ng ako ay nasa kama din, duguan dahil sa sakit at mahinang mahina. Wala na si Nanay at ang mga kapatid ko, kaming dalawa na lang at ako naman ay nasa pintuan na ni Kamatayan.

Naala ko ang huling sulyap kay Tatay na mahinang mahina at hindi marinig yung sinasabi niya. At napapikit na lang ako nun. Lalong inanapoy ng lagnat  at nagsimulang nangisay hanggang mawalan ako ng malay. Nagising na lang ako sa isang malayong bukid hubo't hubad at puno ng dugo ang bibig at kamay. At ang nasa kamay ko ang isang puso, pusong natuyo at kinagatan. 

Mabilis akong nakabangon, wala na akong sakit. Pero wala na rin ang pamilya ko. Malayo na rin ang narating ko at nakaipon na ako ng malaki. Pinilit kong magbago, kaya nga ako nag vegetarian, kaya ko binubuhos sa seks ang agressiveness ko, kaso may dugo.

Isinubo ko ang mga darili ko na may dugo at sinipsip ito. Matagal ko na itong hindi natitikman. Masarap pa rin...pinakamasarap pa rin. Kaso tinalikuran ko na itong matagal na...

Pandidiri at Takot na ang nakikita ko kay Chelle. Umiiyak na siya, gusto niyang sumigaw kaso hindi ito lumalabas sa kanyang bibig. Hindi na libog ang umiiral sa katawan ko, gutom na ako...

(story by FPJ Jr., bawal i-sottocopy, all rights reserved 2012)

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Dear Free Netizens...

I came from the future, 2 ███. [ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.] (ʀᴀ ɴᴏ. 10175) in fact. I came here at this timeline to  change the future, a very horrible future. Where those in power cannot be touched, though cloaked in public service and good intentions, still gets away with a lot of corruption and power struggle. The internet is controlled by the government, no advertisements, no blogs, no social media. Rather they use it to provide information to its agencies. Use the high speed connections for control robots and instruct "internet bulldogs" to catch "internet vandalizers" which many people do today, but not in the future.

From the start of the "Sot ████████████. [ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.] (ʀᴀ ɴᴏ. 10175) Law" has been passed, it was meant to help the victims of internet related crimes like child pornography and cybersex, but hidden in the law are amendments that punish people with jail time and fines which has a big loophole that can be abused. We regret not making  a stand and fight for this, we were pacified with promises of the law never to be used against innocent citizens. But after some time, we saw many of my friends disappearing one by one. Not just logged out but also missing or found in jail. Many became outraged, many went out on the streets. The people also become more furious online, hacking and defacing government websites. 

The government, made up of mostly computer-illiterate people, said that these act is rebellion against the state. First  there was news blackout in all media especially online. Other nations tried to interfere, but the government assured that they have everything in control. All news against the government is taken down and replaced with praises. It was like North Korea. Democracy became dictatorship gradually, and even Martial Law needed to be passed with both lower and upper house, it was approved so fast without appropriate deliberation. 

Yes, Martial Law cloaked in the new name called ████████████. [ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.] (ʀᴀ ɴᴏ. 10175). It used a large part of the budget to build arms against the "rebels", control cyberspace totally, and also acquire some companies mostly utilities and media. The UN tried to interefere, but again it failed, the government got support from  ████████████. [ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.] (ʀᴀ ɴᴏ. 10175) and ████████████. [ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.] (ʀᴀ ɴᴏ. 10175). And though with a strong economy, it begun to decrease, but they said it is still growing (in the pockets). People became scared to go out of the streets and even online, suicide rates gone up, inflation goes up also. 

People who support internet freedom are then sentenced to life imprisonment, while corruption and murder suspects roam free. Its scares me and makes me shiver and cry while writing this, its was some time again to write in the free. Your generation is very fortunate to the pioneers of the internet. Make sure that you protect it for your children and the next generations like me. Make the internet an avenue to help people, to promote humanitarian, environmental and heritage advocacy. The ones you left us, became ruins. They did not see the power of the people and the internet combined.

Please save us from the chaotic future,
████████████. [ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.] (ʀᴀ ɴᴏ. 10175)



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(by Florencio Jusay jr, a netizen, blogger, and Filipino)

Saturday, September 22, 2012

2012 Samsung Cheerdance Competition

Another year of the most watched event of the UAAP! Here is my take on the recetly concluded UAAP Cheerdance Competition!

Congrats UP! yan ang unibersidad na matatalino at athletic pa! Magkaka monorail pa! Naalaala ko si Kuya Manix, napagkamalan ko na lahat lalaki. LOLZ. And no, rumors ang balita na dinonate ang buhok nila for cancer kids, but their dance gives more motivation for them to survive better than wigs. Ang theme lang nila ang unique at napakalalim ang interpretation less the props but more of broccoli. 

Kayo na!

FEU yes! pinaka fierce as always, the best squad that works well with props (like the boogie wonderland theme few years ago) Ano ba ang nakain niyo at napakabibo niyong mga bata?

Congrats NU, hayaan niyo ang haters, first time ever niyong makapasok sa 3rd place. Looking at your great improvement this year, made me impressed. Napagkamalan ko pa kayo na ADMU, kaya. Although you are still really far to be champions... 

UST, sorry I was not impressed this year. NANGYARE TEH?!

UE, coach niyo pala ang CCP, anyare lang sa theme? 

ADMU - always liked their costumes, kaso hindi ba medyo recurring na ang anime theme noh?

AdU- Kume KPOP kayo, at ang bukod tanging nag GANGNAM STYLE!

DLSU - Maganda ang boxing theme, kaso nabibigatan ako sa belt niyo. I think it slowed you down. I think you need a breakthrough theme to surprize us.

Hayan po ang aking masasabi sa Cheerdance competition this year. And my guesses were right. Congratulations to the winners and hope to see another exciting event next year! 

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Lessons from the G Liner Bus


By Noreen Sy (freshmen from a from prestigious Catholic school in Mendiola, twilight fan, and Juan Directioner forever!)

College life is such a culture shock for me, as I start my first year in a prestigous school located in the city of Manila. It is also my first time to pass by this city, and indeed this is different from where I grew up like Makati and Bonifacio Global City. Back in high school and the early years, I got used with having mom or dad driving me to school or probably once I also experienced "serbis" or school bus (well it does not look like a bus because its just a delivery van with the black and yellow and the name of my school and sometimes "manong" would also include passengers from other schools but its ok). 

After graduating high school, my parents told me that I need to explore the world more. Which I am willing to do since I am coming of age. I should learn to know more about the city more than Bonifacio High Street and Serendra. They told me that experiencing the world by my own will be my best teacher. The experiences I will encounter will be much better than our trips to Disneyland and Universal Studios.

And though on the first week in college which is situated in a street called Mendiola, my dad usually drives me to school but later told me that I have to learn to get home commuting.

Commuting. Its a new experience.

This would be such a enriching lesson to be streetsmart. And one Friday, Dad told me that he won't pick me up so I would learn to commute. He does not worry because he knew I will come home with my friend and neighbor, Federick. He is really cute, he brings me flowers almost everyday for the past months, and he helps me in my chores. He also gives me gifts and listen to my rants in life. He is indeed my Best Friend Forever. Though I wonder why when I told him " You're the best guy friend a woman could ever have and I want to stay this way forever!", he became sad, I guess might have some serious illness which would kill him soon. Please heaven forbid no! He is my Best Friend Forever and ever! 

Fred (short for Frederick) is also taking the same course as I am, and after class we walked the sidewalk which showed me a different and colorful world. There were a lot of people in the street. It looked so lawless as people crossed the street and not on pedestrian lanes.  The sidewalk also revealed to me a street market with fans, bags, street food, and even prayer books calling out the name of  Saint Jude. It was Thursday then, and I was told that there is Novena  at  the Shrine a few hundred meters away from school.

The Mendiola street looks like a warzone with a lot of people, jeepneys, and double parked vehicles. It was chaos in harmony, and it was indeed an eye opener. And as we reached the corner where there was also a ruckus of all kinds of vehicles. And the sea of people swarming over them. Then it started to rain, luckily Fred had an umbrella handy. We shared the shield from the intensifying rain. To make sure I don't get wet, he wrapped his arms around me and whispered "I Love You", then I replied "I Love You too friend, I wish you good health I want us to stay friends until eternity," and he was stung by my statement, I think he knew that I know about his condition.

He then called out a Bus with the name G Liner filled with graffiti on the side. And the bus was already full, but a man came out, which I think was the bus aide, he then shouted "TAYTAY TAYTAY! PASOK NA!" which shocked me at first but when Fred is bringing me closer to the bus, I went with the flow (of people) who was swarming to get inside the already filled bus. I was getting crushed while boarding but still a great friend indeed, Fred held me close so I won't be harmed. 

The bus looked very different from that ones I boarded before. I only rode the bus two times, one in HongKong and the other in New York both for our vacations. This will be my third time but make me excited what is in store for me. I saw a TV playing low quality DVD copies of movies that just recently released, It was Magic Mike. Channing Tatum is my ultimate celeb crush and I  have not seen the movie yet, but I am seeing this now for free!

Even though, the bus is so packed with students, workers, and probably farmers (beacuse of their outfit), a guy offered me his seat by he window which I accepted. It was such chivalry just like Fred would do for me. He is also cute by the way like Fred, I think I may also find love here.  

As the bus moves a centimeter per minute, and the rain gets heavier, I tried to look and observe the people in the bus.  Such diversity I discovered in here, from students, to senior citizens, to farmers, and office workers. I also kept an open ear with the things they are saying.

"Para po."

"Bayad ho."

"Senior."

"Estudyante."

New Language

When I heard these lines, I was amazed. These words were very new to me. Fred said he would take care of the fare. I watched him to observe what will I do in the future, "Sa Sogo po, sa V. Mapa, dalawa, estudyante" he said. The bus conductor gave a smile and Fred then handed the money  to the him and traded with tickets. He had probably hundreds of tickets on his hand like it grew out of his arm. 

The journey was slow, but better than being out of the rain, plus I can also watch Magic Mike with the obscene parts shown without pixelation or censorship which everyone can see even children on the bus. But as more people get into the bus beyond its capacity, I can hardly see a glimpse of the screen, so I just looked out of the window. 

Despite the falling rain, I could see the many sights of Manila City, the wet public with and without umbrellas, the unique architecture that is made from different materials, the endless number of hole-in-the-wall convenience stores and also flood... Oh no!

It was depressing to see the flood waters getting higher, I feel so tired even just sitting for about an hour now. With each scene I see on the street, I had a lot realizations. I felt I attained Nirvana despite my predicament. As the  bus moves slowly, it also becomes less crowded with people getting off the bus wherever they decide, everywhere is a bus stop. At some point, Fred was able to sit beside me telling me that we are near our stop but sadly the cute gentleman also left too, looks like love got off.

It was still a struggle to get off the crowded bus, but still in my nirvana stage, I patiently and carefully tried to get out of the bus. Which made me realize a lot of things in life. Funny that I have learned so much in life by riding a G Liner Bus, it made me realize many things like life is better with a best friend beside you, and also get discounted fare when saying the magic promo code "estudyante".

We got off to what he told the conductor, it was near the Sogo hotel. As we got off, and the bus rolled to its destination, I looked to Fred in the eye and said, "Now, where will we go?". He smiled and taking my hand he led me to the gate with a guard waiting and  said "Good Afternoon, welcome to LRT 2"

Wow! Another adventure, this time by train!

a parody from the inquirer article "Lessons from a Jeepney Ride"