Karandoman (randomities yet again)

Uumpisahan ko ang post na ito ng nakahiga sa banig kong may kutson (cushion, hindi ako sure sa tagalog spelling e) habang nagiisip ako kung paano ko ba maiintensify ang lasa ng garlic sa garlic bread.

Naisip ko din kung paano nga ba masusulusyunan ang buwan buwan naming problema sa pagbaha. Tuwing mag hahigh tide kasi dito sa amin e pang nagkakaroon kami ng mabaho at malansang swimming pool sa labas ng gate. Well, in fairness, parang kami lang naman ang nabwibwisit sa baha dahil yung mga tao naman sa labas e mukhang enjoy na enjoy sa brown and creamy na baha. Sabi nga ni Coco Martin: “Yummy!”

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Kahapon nagbasa ako ng twitter feed ng isang taong itago na pang natin sa pangalang Maria, sabi niya masakit daw sa bangs si James Soriano yung estudyante ng ADMU na nagsulat ng opinion piece para sa Manila Bulletin tungkol sa wikang Filipino at ang kakulangan nito bilang lenggwahe ng pagkatuto.

Una sa lahat, kung hindi niyo pa nababasa e basahin niyo muna hindi na ako magbibigay ng hotlink kasi may google search naman. Pangalawa, paano ba sumasakit ang bangs? Humahapdi ba? Kumikirot? Humihilab? Kasi ako may bangs, kaya nga lang maikli, pero kahit minsan hindi pa naman siya sumasakit. Baka naman kasi may cancer of the bangs si Maria. Pangatlo, lahat ng sinabi ni G. SLoriano ay tama, maaring ‘masakit sa bangs’ ngunit hindi pwedeng ipagkaila na may punto siya. Ang magkaila TANGA.

Sa kaso ko lang, mula maliit ako kinakausap man ako ng mga magulang ko sa Filipino, puro naman Ingles na palabas ang pinapanood namin, Ingles na mga kanta ang pinakikinggan namin at Ingles na pahayagan ang binabasa namin. Nahasa ako sa pag intindi ng wikang banyaga. Hindi lumaon ito na ang pangunahing paraan ko sa pag iisip, naging natural na rin sa akin ang pagsasama ng ilang salitang Ingles sa mga kaswal na usapan. I have been writing in the language for the longest time. It is as natural for me as my mother tongue. I am more comfortable with it and that’s nothing to be ashamed of. Naniniwala ako na isa ito sa mga pagpapala ng edukasyong pampribado ko, mula sa unang araw ko sa eskwelahan hanggang ngayong magtatapos na ako sa kolehiyo iginapang ng mga magulang ko na maipasok kaming magkapatid sa mga pribadong paaralan.

Its not that I’m saying there’s anything wrong in the public education system, what I’m saying is that my parent believed I in the capacity of private schools more. Hindi ko din sinasabi na minamaliit ko ang mga pampublikong paaralan, dahil alam ko na maraming matagumpay na taong nanggaling na rito, ngunit mas nakita ng mga magulang ko na mas lalago ako bilang tao sa isang pribadong paaralan, palagay ko nama’y ‘di sila nagkamali ng hinuha.

Malaki ang naging ambag sa pagkahubog ko ngayon ang pampribadong edukaston ko. Malaki ding dahilan ito kaya sabay na nalinang ang kabihasaan ko sa wikang Filipino at Ingles.

Hindi ko kailanman na ang kaalaman ko sa  paggamit ng wikang Filipino at lalong lalong hindi ko ikahihiya ang ang kaalaman ko sa Ingles. Dahil hindi sukatan ang kagalingan o kahinaan sa mga lenggwaheng ito ng pagiging mabuting Pilipino. Lalong hindi ito isang panimbang sa pag ibig ng isang tao sa Inang Bayan. Sapagkat ang tunay na Pilipino’y hindi nasusukat sa mga salitang namumutawi sa kanyang bibig ngunit sa mga gawa na iniaalay niya sa ating dakilang bayan.

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Pagpasensyahan niyo na ang karondaman ng post na ito.

Siya nga pala gusto ko lang sabihing kudos Lady GaGa, kung akala nila mapapantayan ka nila, nagkakamali sila. There is only one Mother Monster.

Farewell SuJu?

Super Junior has been a part of my life for the past two years. They have changed many misconceptions that I had about Korea and the Korean people. If I would be forced to describe them in as few words that I can. it would most certainly be life-changing. Life-changing in a sense that Korean pop music is now a vital part of me. It has come to define me. All thanks to a group of 13 boys, singing and dancing in a language I hardly understand.

So as a fan, I can’t help myself to think that with the impending entry of the two oldest members of Super Junior, Leeteuk and Heechul, to the Korean armed forces, the group would no sooner fall into obscurity. Other members would surely enlist as well, by next year maybe two to three members would also enlists well. This means that the group would always be missing two to three members at any given point for the next five years.

That would only mean one thing that it would be impossible, even impractical, to continue on as a group.

If I were in SM Entertainment’s place, I would announce the disbandment of the group after the fifth album. As there seems to be no other recourse available to the management company.

If such would be the case, Super Junior, would fail to be relevant and interesting. Fans especially ELFs would disagree with me here, but the fact if the matter is that thing change drastically in five years. Pioneering idol group GOD though still part of the mythos of hallyu is inactive these days, this is also the case for other groups like SES, Fin K.L., and many others who have also disappeared because of the influx of younger idol groups. This might be the same path Super Junior is heading to.

I hope I’m wrong, but if I’m right SuJu would be a great loss to the Korean entertainment industry, but more so to fans who adore these boys all over the world.

Rantinella

Simple lang ‘to e, kung ayaw mo ‘wag mo!

Kung ayaw sa’yo ng ibang tao, pabayaan mo sila!

At bakit mo kailangang i-broadcast  sa sambayanan ang sama ng loob mo? Sabi nga ni Jessica Zafra, and I’ll take my liberty to paraphrase here, wala akong karapatang ipaalam sa iba ang problema ko dahil hindi ko din naman alam kung may problema silang mas mabigat kaysa sa iyo.

Wala kang pera, and so are the vast majority of Filipinos. Wala kang gamit, madami ding taong may ganyang problema, alalahanin mo, SOME HAVE IT WORSE THAN OTHERS!

At kung ayaw ka ng kaibigan ng mga tao, edi pabayaan mo sila, may magagawa ka ba? WALA!

Isa pa, hindi naiinis ang mga tao sa’yo dahil hingi ka ng hingi ng pabor, hindi yun ang rason, believe me, meron pang iba at yun ang isipin mo kung ano.

Alam mo mahal kita bilang kapatid kaya ko sinasabi ‘to, i-reassess mo ang sarili mo mayroon ng mali sa’yo at hindi lang isa o dalawang tao ang nakakapansin nun. Marami na.

Atsaka nga pala kung may bago kang blog, sarilinin mo na lang pakiusap, para kang namamalimos ng reader pag pinopost mo sa wall yung link sa bago mong post, it’s almost pathetic.

Things are better left unsaid…not!

They say things some things are better left unsaid. But if such is the case why do I still feel crappy?

I tried to deactivate my Facebook account. I did it because I’m getting tired of everything I’m seeing. I read posts, view pictures, click on links, etc. and all I see is my failure and my incapacity.

I know I get envious of what other people have, of what other people enjoy and who other meet. I guess it’s a natural reaction, for me at least, generalizing is difficult, I should remember that.

I get envious, because as other people enjoy themselves, I’m here watching, reading and listening. It’s selfish. Yes. But is it natural? Most certainly.

I want something better. Can anyone blame me?

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My last two posts are very negative. You always have the choice not to read my posts. This is my blog.

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I want to escape, go to somewhere no one will find me or know me. I just want a freaking break!

My first post in a year!

Parang kailan lang nung huli akong nag-post, isang sentence lang yun tapos di na nasundan.

Technologically, blogs are slowly being gulped up by micro-blogging sites, well as they say this is a fast-paced world, everything is at the beck and call of our need for instant gratification.

Ang point ko lang ito, sa isang taon na lumipas, nawalan na ng halaga ang pagblablog. It’s not that it’s a thing of the past, it’s more like less and less people find it useful. Pero just a quick note, benta yung ‘Alamat ng cellphone’ ko ha! Andaming nagcomment!

But again back to the point, kagaya ng need ng tao sa blog na pabago bago, pati mga tao nag-iiba din ang needs sa kapwa nila tao. To put it succinctly  everyone changes.

I’ll speak here kasi kahit papaano, walang magbabasa nito, at least I’ll have the opportunity to write it all down baka maintindihan ko.

I am the class president. I know people respect my opinion, I know I try harder and exert more effort to accommodate everyone’s different beliefs, different idiosyncrasies and different temperaments. Again I TRY. I try to understand each and every side then calculate the best move to go about with a situation. I try to balance the interest of many against my interests. I TRY.

Pag may gulo, makikisali ako, pero pag nakapaagisip na ako, sinusubukan kong ayusin, kasi alam ko may makikinig pag nagsalita ako. SINUSUBUKAN KO. Pag may hindi nagkakaintindihan sinusubukan kong makialam, bakit? Sadyang epal ako, oo, pero I try to keep the peace. I like things when the status quo is upheld. Pag wala yun nagugulo buhay ko, nadidiskaril.

Pag may tumitira sa mga kaklase, ko sinusubukan kong salagin, kasi hindi lahat sa amin marunong dumepensa ng maayos, minsan iyiniyayang-yang lang nila lalo ang sarili nila.

I like to speak for the consensus. I don’t assume that I speak for everybody, but I try to make sure that I speak for the majority. Is there anything wrong with that? I dunno! I speak in behalf of them because too many opinions is just clouding the basin, I speak so that nobody else needs to. It’s selfish I know, but it’s also for the good of the many.

But some would ask, who are you to determine what would be good or bad for the majority? To tell you frankly I don’t have the smart-ass answer to this question, what I know is I have a good pulse on people, I know what they feel and how they are going to react. I am good at encapsulating diverse ideas and  delivering it to a larger audience. I am good at explaining things to people, I am good at explaining one side to the other. I’m good at this. I know my strength.

I know people get pissed with me, I know that, I may look gullible but believe me I can read people. Actually it doesn’t really need a rocket scientist. All you need is a strong gut-feel. Right now I know people are pissed because of something I said. Would I say sorry? I believe I won’t. That’s a period not an exclamation mark so it’s not declarative in any way.

I would just like to explain myself.

I could almost hear people saying “Pasty bakit defensive ka?”

Ewan ko, malungkot ako, siguro yun yon! Kasi mga kaibigan ko ang inaasahan kong unang magtatanong, ‘Pasty bakit mo kailangang sabihin yun?’ In fact ang inaasahan ko nga hindi ko na kailangang mag-explain e. Kasi sa tatlong taon nating magkakasama, you ought to know by now.

But then again, nag-aasume ako. I have changed. I can’t expect that they won’t. Siguro nga mas may bigat na ang salita ng ibang tao na nasa paligid nila kaysa sa salita ko? Who knows?

Kasi I don’t.

The saddest one-liner

Buti pa si Beyonce andaming pera, ngayon, tayo kahit isandaan hirap na hirap makakita.

Crazy Shit

Let’s just make this as quick and as painless as possible.

I’ve been absent for two days and in those two days I’ve been spending time on my bed sleeping for about half of the time I’ve been home.

If you’re hoping that I’m well, then baby you’re wrong.

I still feel like shit and my lungs are still filled with phlegm that looks like super viscous sipon and is color yellow. I’ve been drinking my Mom’s herbal brew of lagundi and it literally tastes like shit. Well she says it will make me feel better, so I’ll be drinking it till kingdom come.

I also try to squeeze in  a few waking moments in my 2-day hibernation.

So on the time I’m awake what do I do, you ask.

Watch TV.

And with saying that I know what’s on your mind right now!

“ABA NAGAKSAYA LANG NANAMAN NG ORAS SI PASTY! HINDI PA RIN NIYA GINAGAWA YUNG SCRIPT!”

And I admit I’ve not found enough inspiration to write it…I need to recuperate…writing a script for the theatrical adaptation of EL FILI is simply laborious, I first need to go into soul-searching.

CHOS!

Basta I promise I’ll do it and I’ll be going to school tomorrow! So save up your rants!

Blog Posts

It just amazes me how polarized this class is when it comes to blog posts, others almost plead for the attention while others could almost just lock all of their posts in a chest and then throw it in the midst of the pacific ocean.

But we must remember that no matter how we want our posts, though it be publicized or unread, we must keep in mind that blogs are first and foremost a reflection of who you are. It is a clear mirror with a reflection of our souls.

So that is maybe why I refuse to use my blog as a political propaganda device. I live and breathe politics, but I am not a fame whore. I am not ready to place my name in a position where I would be synonymous with a candidate who does not stand for my beliefs. I am happy with my readership, because I know that the people reading my blogs are people who really take interest in me.

I hate pretenders and poseurs. If I write an article and a gajillion people wrote it with me, I’ll post their names, they deserve the same credit as much as I do. I will NEVER  take credit for the work of other people.

My course is journalism and not marketing or advertising so I don’t advertise my blog.

I love to write but I do not want to be known as the jerk who keeps on posting in other people’s walls my blog’s URL. If they want to they can always visit it, if they don’t, then I don’t have any business posting things on their wall.

I post KPOP, but that’s about it, I like the music so I post it, but I try not to be a nuance to anybody.

Let me clear myself, I am not condemning anybody who uses their blog as a campaign device. But I am not condoning it. It is their choice, but that’s not the way I hang.

I’m not a hypocrite I must confess that the sound of a higher readership is quite enticing, but my privacy and dignity is much more precious to me than people acknowledging that I know how to write.

So ask yourself this: Does my blog reflect myself? If your answer is no, you sure need a serious reassessment of yourself.

Am I losing you?

I love you and I don’t want to lose you.

That sums up what I would like to say to you, but I feel, yet again, that you’re slowly sliding out of my grip, and it tears me to realize that.

I know that you have a hard time trusting me, and I don’t blame you. But please don’t say that I’m only in this relationship because I feel sorry for you or because I have no other choice. You know that both of those accounts are farthest from the truth.

So please, don’t leave me, not now…

You do know how much I need you, I practically feed off of your energy.

Asking for a guise of organization

I concede that I am in sore need of organization in my life. Often I lose sight of what needs to be done, and for the new year I promise that I would try to be place everything on its due place by having a planner!

Yes, you are correct I am talking about that notebook look-a-like which our dads used to note down their appointments.

It sounds out of style nowadays, and I understand it, I understand that in the advent of the all-in-ones like cellphones, netbooks, and most recently the iPad (which would revolutionize everything), the trusty old paper and pen is bowing slowly out the arena to give way to more advanced and technological gadgets.

But to me, now that I’m getting hooked to so many gadgets in the market, the simple charm of jotting down “to-do’s” and appointments in a day planner is simply attractive, it gives you more control and adds a sense of personality, because you write it down, there’s no automatic software that would mark the date and then put an alarm.

I love the prospect of looking at paper at the start of the day or the week for that matter, and see what you need to do and where you need to be. A planner also eliminates my tendency to overbook myself, often catching me tangled in two things at the same time.

And as I am about to start to write my thesis, I need to keep my life in check and with a planner I think I can do it.

The only problem now is where would I get the money to buy a planner.