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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

one time lang.

'People that are meant to be together always find their ways in the end'

- one tree hill season 1

On the Reunion Concert of the Eraserheads

Eheads.

Ito ang totoong banda.

Ito ang Beatles ng henerasyon natin (or namin).

Ito ang concert na hindi ko papalamapasin.

 

 

Ito ang unang album na binili ko nung grade 5 ako.

Would not miss it for the world.

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Pinaguusapan sa office:

ANO KAYA ANG UNANG KANTA?

Broken/Down

Sa mga hindi pa nakakalam, wala na kami ni Lis.

(yeah for the Nth time!)

Unfortunately, the Nth has come to an end.

Seriously.

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Masakit. (pero mukhang hindi)

Nakakalungkot (pero mukhang hindi)

Nakakaiyak (pero mukhang hindi)

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May mga oras na nakatanga lang ako sa dingding ng condo habang nagbabasa.

Titigil. Iiyak. Lalangoy, para maalis ang lungkot. Pero sa halip na lumutang,

Lumulubog, sa tubig na may luha. Sa pool na puno ng kaba, takot,

at walang kasiguraduhan.

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Di ako perpektong tao.

Nagkakamali. Nawawala. Nadadapa.

Pero sa pagkakamaling ito, mukhang wala nang burahan, wala nang backspace.

Pero sa pagkawalang kong ito, paikot-ikot na lang ata ako sa kawalan.

Pero sa pagkakadapang ito, tila di na ako babangon. Tuluyan nang napako sa lupa.

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MALAKING (empahsis) PAGKAKAMALI

ang pagtuon ko ng nararamdaman at lakas ko

sa isang tao na wala akong nararamdaman.

pero nangyari ang hindi dapat mangyari.

boom.

pinasukan ko ang problemang ito.

sana makaalis din ako.

mahirap pero kakayanin.

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kwento muna, bago emo:

nung isang araw, nanaginip ako...

naghahanda daw tayo para sa kasal nina Ged (hahaha, eto talaga nasa paginip eh)

nagaayos daw tayo ng mga lamesa para sa reception ni Ged sa gym ng Canossa (school ko nung elementary.)

lumabas daw ako tapos umupo sa may hagdan.

lumapit daw si rey tapos ang tanong

"o ano problema mo?"

bigla daw akong umiyak at sinabing:

"tangina, mahal ko pa siya"

nagising ako ng 3:30am. pinagpapawisan. na may luha sa mata.

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mahal ko siya.

hands down.

Gusto kong pagusapin namin ito.

Pero, as usual, wala kami parehong oras.

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Mahal ko siya.

Monday, July 21, 2008

07.19.08 - Ged+Arrah Nuptial ... Swimming~


Dont Watch Me, Watch TV!

Congrats Arrah and Ged.

Stole the pics from Kali and Xtian with permission.

hahaha.
eto link:
[KALI] http://kaliquinones.multiply.com/photos/album/89/Ignacio-Quevedo_Nuptials?replies_read=14

[XTIAN = NXT in LINE] http://christiandiaz.multiply.com/photos/album/10/Quevedo-Ignacio_Nuptial?replies_read=3

Saturday, July 19, 2008

In/Sane

How can the sane rise up in a insane society?

Ito ay isa sa mga tanong na ibinigay ni Tracy sa kanyang report sa kalse ni Dr. Timbreza. Noong nakita ko ang tanong na ito sa kanyang ibinigay na paper copy sa amin, naalala ko ang column ni Jessica Zafra, ang Emotinoal Weather Report, sa The Philippine Star noong araw na iyon. Eto ang kopya ng column na sinasabi ko:

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The unbearable darkness of becoming
EMOTIONAL WEATHER REPORT By Jessica Zafra
Friday, July 18, 2008

First, the city would have to be in chaos. The rule of law should have broken down. Anarchy must reign in the streets. The criminal syndicates would have control of the economy. A small, embattled police force must defend the citizens against the gang lords and against their own cops.

Fortunately I am not describing Manila but Gotham, a city so sick that it needs a mysterious vigilante in a bat costume to patrol its streets at night. A society gets the heroes it deserves, and this hero is a freak. His freakiness has been laid out in the comics and at the movies: as a boy he witnessed the murder of his parents; as an adult he leads a double life as billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne and as Batman.

The TV cartoons and the campy ‘60s series starring Adam West emphasized the absurdity of his situation: a man who has everything walks the streets wearing tights, accompanied by a young male in a mask. Batman surfing in shorts! Kapow! The Tim Burton movies kept the absurdity and added schizophrenia: Michael Keaton as Batman was a divided personality. His conflict with The Joker (Jack Nicholson) was that of Creator vs. Creature: as a young hood, The Joker “made” Batman by shooting his parents; many years later Batman accidentally “made” The Joker in a chemical factory explosion. Later, Batman had a thing with Catwoman (Michelle Pfeiffer), another schizophrenic, and battled The Penguin (Danny DeVito), an outcast who was born a freak. We will not speak of the Joel Schumacher abominations, which portrayed Batman as a disco queen.

It was the graphic novelist Frank Miller who took the Batman franchise into dark, fetid places. Yes, Batman is a freak, but in a twisted society, so is everyone. If everyone is a freak, who’s the real freak? A tired and bitter Batman is cast out by the very people he is trying to protect. This is the hero’s lot: to take upon himself the burden of his people’s rage, fear and revulsion so that they may live.

So we come to The Dark Knight, the new film written and directed by Christopher Nolan. If the over-praised Batman Begins was a walk on the gloomy side, The Dark Knight is a flying leap into the abyss. In this movie, the battle between good and evil is never simple. To be good is to struggle constantly against the apparent wisdom of doing wrong, even if it saves lives. “What is morality, anyway?” asks The Joker, throwing game theory into the discussion. In a world in chaos, the only morality is chance.

Returning as Batman is Christian Bale, himself a kind of Hollywood aberration: an actor who refuses to be a star. By insisting on a private life, one so private that it’s practically a secret identity, he is free to play as many disparate roles as he cares to. And he does. A friend of mine pointed out that established actors who take superhero roles usually have a condescending attitude: I’m a serious thespian, but I need to do blockbusters. Christian Bale makes no such distinctions; he gives all his roles the same level of dignity and respect. The Dark Knight reminds us that this superhero does not have superpowers — Bruce Wayne’s body is covered in bruises and scars. Batman’s greatest weapon is his intelligence, and you can see the mental calculations going on behind the actor’s eyes.

Gotham’s citizens have a new hero in District Attorney Harvey Dent (Aaron Eckhart), who bravely, almost singlehandedly goes after the crime lords. They have a new villain — The Joker (Heath Ledger), a criminal so insane, he may be the sanest man in Gotham. In a world gone bonkers, who is the real psycho? Too many people have died because of Batman. Bruce Wayne starts allowing himself to hope that with the emergence of a real hero (Dent), Batman may no longer be necessary. The Joker will not allow that: a supervillain needs a worthy adversary. The Joker argues that he and Batman are the same; in one brilliantly loony moment, he looks at Batman and says, “You complete me.” To prove his point, he sets about turning Dent into a villain.

The film is full of terrific performances, notably from Maggie Gyllenhaal as Assistant District Attorney Rachel Dawes, the woman who is loved by both Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent. Maggie Gyllenhaal probably has the best entrance, exit and gaze in the movies today. Much has been written about the effect that playing The Joker had on Heath Ledger’s mental health and accidental death by overdose. We cannot presume to know what went on inside his head, but I can tell you that this is an amazing performance. This Joker is not a psychopath in clown makeup, but a true agent of Chaos. Some may regard him as a victim of method acting, but Heath Ledger had a choice. He took the most dangerous one: he looked into the abyss, and he became the abyss.

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Sunday, July 13, 2008

Stag'd and Drunk

Lupit.

21 hours walang tulog, nag trabaho pa kahit lasing.

Clouded ang judgment ko for 21 hours.

But it somehow made look at things at a different light.

Pero shout outs muna:

[1] Ged - tama yan, master, er, Hans. 'grats :) Monster kill amf.

[2] Jason - Er, JJ. May bagong icon ka na pala. Submarine icon. hahaha. salamat mayor sa pagbukas ng Makati, er, mga taga Makati(?!) hahaha

[3] Kali - Er, Benjo. Rivermaya medley? hahaha. Tama sinabi mo, kailangan pagusapan.

[4] Diaz - Er, Jasper. Gago. Halatang halata kung ano gusto mong mangyari. hahaha

[4] Benjo - Vincent! hahaha. ang Rush ay hindi mineral water. may ch 408 na!

[5] Voltz - Salamat sa paghatid! Pota. 5 mins early ako. hahaha. Ringside tayo sa thursday! Goo USTe.

[6] Rey - Late ka na naman! hahaha. Salamat sa pagpunta. Kelan ba ang (post) birthday party mo?!

Salamat salamat.

Where they put the PARTY in a SUITE

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Life is not unfair, we are. Hindi dahil ganoon talaga ang takbo ng tadhana, pero dahil pinababayaan natin na maging hindi patas ang mga pangyayari.

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Office Rants: Gusto ko na lang lumipat ng workstation. Bad memories. Pero may lumipat na rin ahead of me and bumalik sa dating pwesto niya. Dahil ba may babalik na rin sa CTP? Ayos. Talo pala kami kanina sa bball tourney championship by 2 pts! Buti na lang at game 1 pa lang. Parang kailangan ng maglaro ulit. hahaha. On na ang fisherman icon.

Office Rave: wooohooo. 13+ mos na ako sa CTB. Medyo kumonti ang reklamo na nakukuha ko mula sa mga clients. :)

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Breaking The Dawn. Braving The Night. Savoring The Day.

 

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

The Bro Code

Whether we know it or not, each of us lead our lives by an internalized code of conduct. Some call it morality. Others call it religion. I call it "The Bro Code."



Years ago, I set forth to compile and articulate the unspoken mores that exist between and among Bros the world over. While not intending to write a "Guide To Being a Bro," if men should treat it as such and choose to pass this compendium of knowledge from generation to generation, I have little doubt it would bring a tear to my eye… but not out of it - that would be a violation of ARTICLE 77: "A Bro never cries."

The Bro Code is a living document - manifest in its 83 amendments - and as such is not yet publicly available in an unabridged volume. The original document is housed in a non-disclosed location, two stories beneath sea level in a vacuum-sealed bulletproof chamber. Re-printed here is a sampling of some of her articles. Learn. Live. Enjoy.

ARTICLE 26 "A bro will, in a timely manner, alert his bro to the existence of a girl fight." A Bro must never hesitate before communicating the possibility of fisticuffs between two humans of the female variety [[HENCEFORTH "GIRL FIGHT"]], in an effort to make possible and probable that another Bro or Bros can partake in observation. A timely manner is open to interpretation based on the initial Bro's viewing and processing of the potential feminine conflagration. Said Bro must use any and all methods of media distribution at his disposal, including but not limited to: telecommunications, elbow nudging, fiber optics, the Broney express, and postcards. If an informed Bro is unable to witness the girl fight firsthand, the spotter Bro is responsible for documenting and relating details of the girl fight via pictures, video*, or barring any other reasonable method, interpretive dance and/or pantomime. Tabling Bro obligations to witness a XX chromosomal scuffle is not only condoned, but encouraged, and in some cases, required. Please refer to the Brobligation rubric as elucidated in AMENDMENT 83: "The REALLY hot sister and other hump trumps." * SEE ZaBroder film

ARTICLE 53 "A Bro will, whenever possible, provide his Bro with protection." In the event that one Bro finds himself lacking the necessary prophylactic accoutrements needed to complete the act of coitus in a safe and effective manner, he is in the right to expect his Bro will use all measures within or without his means to provide the aforementioned prophylactic in a timely yet discreet fashion. When a Bro signals his need using previously agreed upon code words and/or body signage, it is understood that his Bro will discontinue all present activity [excepting the act of coitus itself [whereby which Bro vows to finish as quickly as possible]], in order to respond with a panoply of options at Bro-in-need's location. A Bro must patronize the most rapid method of transportation available while endeavoring to assist his Bro. In no instance may a two-wheeled bicycle be used* as this is not only humiliating, but also potentially harmful to the perineum - a zone of tissue perilously adjacent to noted sexual organs. In the event that a state, federal, international, or galactic law is breached due to recklessness, unacceptable levels of speed, and/or the hijacking of an airborne vehicle(s), it is understood that the primary Bro will shoulder any associated legal fees or fines. However, any costs or damages incurred from the use of public transportation are the responsibility of the secondary Bro alone as this is an instance of Quid Pro Bro. Upon arrival at the primary Bro's location, the secondary Bro must exercise complete discretion so as not to disrupt the primary Bro's "flow." It is understood that a Bro will engage in all training necessary to achieve this objective, including, at minimum, a five month Ninjitsu curriculum mastering the twin arts of stealth and secrecy.** Once the primary Bro has been supplied with the necessary prophylactic(s), the Brocedure is deemed complete upon exchange of the traditional, though in this case silent, "high five." Tacit in this unspoken ritual is the understanding that said episode will never be spoken of again, unless it's part of an awesome story. * Unless a bicycle is the ONLY form of transportation, as in some Cambodian villages ** SEE APPENDIX E: "List of approved ninja training facilities and dojos."

ARTICLE 89 "A Bro may never pursue the mom of another Bro." Be it here resolved that at no point is it permissible for one Bro to engage in carnal delicacies with another Bro's mother. It is, however, allowed and encouraged for one Bro to graphically suggest to a Bro the athletic feats, animalia, and/or machinery utilized during a fictional encounter with his mom. [[NOTA BENE: It is customary for a Bro to avoid such Brocularity if his Bro's mom is a 9 or better, for fear of Oedipal inducement.]] Should a Bro discover his Bro is in fact adopted, he is free to pursue his Bro's adoptive mother, but only after first corroborating non-biological parentage through notarized birth certificates, hospital records, or comparative dioxyribonucleic acid gel electrophoresis, whichever is easiest. Since the adopted Bro cannot legitimately claim to have shared a canal with his Bro, ARTICLE 89 expressly prohibits the adopted Bro from invoking the Sloppy Second clause in any related filings with the International Court of Bros. Though the mom of a Bro is always off limits, the step-mom of a Bro is allowed if she initiates it and/or is wearing at least one article of leopard print clothing. If she looks good in it.

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