Ang ganda-ganda mo pala.
Hehe, matagal ko nang alam na maganda ka, pero para bang nung isang araw ko lang naisip na, yun nga, ang ganda-ganda mo pala. Nung isang araw ko lang yun naisip, at nung isang araw pa kita iniisip. Ang ganda-ganda mo pala.
Sa tinagal-tagal nating magkakilala, bakit nga ba ngayon ko lang naisip isipin yun? Siguro dahil sa tinagal-tagal nating magkakilala, palaging merong ibang lalake sa buhay mo na nag-iisip ng ganun tungkol sa 'yo. Palaging merong ibang lalake na nag-iisip kung gaano kaamo ang mukha mo, palaging merong ibang lalake na naliliwanagan ang bawat pagpikit ng alaala ng ngiti mo. Palaging merong ibang lalake na tila baliw na baliw sa iyo.
Na-i-imagine ko nga kung anong klaseng pagkabaliw ang nangyayari sa mga lalakeng kinababaliwan ka. Yung tipong halos sumabog na ang dibdib bago ka tawagan sa telepono, at halos mautal na kapag narinig ang boses mo sa kabilang linya. Yung tipong akala mo hindi nine-nerbiyos kapag kaharap mo, pero abot-tenga ang ngiti at halos magpamisa na sa sobrang saya kapag nag-reply ka sa corny na text niya. Yung tipong masaya buong araw, dahil merong pag-asa na bukas, magkikita kayo, at baka umoo ka pag niyaya ka niyang mag-meryenda, ng pancit, doon sa may canteen.
Ang sarap mo sigurong kasabay sa meryenda.
Buti na lang hindi mo binabasa itong blog ko (o hindi nga ba?). Mamaya, magselos pa sa akin yung mga boylet mo.
I am soo
looking forward to January. I mean, aren't you? Everyone I've talked to agrees that 2004 has been a terrible, terrible year, and it certainly was for me. Funny, at the end of last year, I kind of lost my job, and it set the tone for the rest of the year. Looking back, the Red Sox winning the World Series
might have been the best thing to happen all year.
Maybe it wasn't that bad, but it certainly felt like it. The good thing about keeping an online journal is that you could go back and read about the stupid things you wrote back then. For example, I posted this in my secret online journal last January:
And you thought FPJ running was the sign of the apocalypse
You know what's been bothering me lately? Bangs. One minute they're nowhere to be found (even Jolens has given up on them), and the next minute, they're back in business all of a sudden. I've seen them everywhere from Hollywood stars to British pop artists to Pinoy teen starlets to bold stars on Eat Bulaga to newscasters on ANC to that cute girl on Friendster. It's like, someone passed an international law requiring at least a certain percentage of the female population to wear them.
So I guess my question is, can we get a temporary restraining order for this?
C'mon, think about it. It started with the dangling earrings, and now this. Before you know it, we'll be seeing shoulder pads on blouses and jackets, ankle-length pleated skirts, big big big hair, jheri-curls and perms, those hideous big belts worn over dresses, mullets on guys, glam rock, and skin-tight, Michael Jackson pants that only reach the calves.
Then it'd just be a matter of time before Kuya Germs breaks out of his Saturday midnight incarceration, to come back on afternoon television to wreak more havoc on everyone.
And when that happens, may God help us all.
was actually a lot more interesting for me, or at least according to my old journal
. I started my professional career
, begged for money at the Quezon City Hall
, promoted Mozilla back when no one was using it yet
, attended the first Sugarfree album launch
, and found a strange visitor in my blog
I wish the first month of the New Year would be as good to me. Or at least, just as eventful.
Network Christmas Party, Kuya Germs and Izza Calzado was hosting the show. Jennylyn Mercado sang a Christmas song while we were having our catered dinner. Left early (about 8pm) to get some sleep, thus missing out on the rumored Sexbomb performance later in the evening.
Office Christmas party at Dencio's at Capitol Hills. Cool costumes for everyone (somebody even came as Sauron!). Went as Panday, had a haircut earlier in the day, when the stylist gave me this incredulous look when I told him I wanted an FPJ cut. I don't think I'll be posting a picture. I've still got the long burns, though ;)
Went out with my favorite relatives, Tito Allan and Tita Cindy, who are in town for a vacation from New Zealand. They were the ones who took care of me and took me around UP before they left in 1998, so naturally, I took them for dinner at... Mang Jimmy's! Tito Allan was amazed at how the place has grown. After the yummy sisig and tapa mix, we were off to Conspiracy at Visayas Ave. to catch the benefit gig for typhoon victims from Infanta. We caught Joey Ayala, Noel Cabangon, Mon David, Cynthia Alexander, Bayang Barrios, Cooky Chua and even Aiza Seguerra. Dong Abay also performed, but since he had no guitar, he just recited his songs. My favorite performance was that of Jess Santiago, who charmed everyone with a sweet little (corny) love song. I'm a sucker for these things.
Sa aking lamig, ikaw ang kumot
Sa aking kati, ikaw ang kamot
Sa bawat paano, ikaw ang paraan
Sa lahat ng bakit, ikaw ang dahilan
Then we capped off the night with some more reminiscing for Tito Allan and Tita Cindy, as I took them to Countryside at Katipunan for tenga ng baboy and puwit ng manok. Winner!
Slumber/Christmas party at Jona's place
with the Photon kids. Should be fun.
5. Friday Night
Noche Buena at Mama Bong's place at Pacita. Mmm, nalalasahan ko na yung spaghetti. Tangina, nagugutom ako sa post na 'to ah.
6. Next Monday
Cambio, Sugarfree, Twisted Halo and (I think) <s>andwich are playing at Conspiracy. I'll probably go. Wanna come?
You say you'll give me eyes in a moon of blindness,
a river in the time of dryness,
a harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make, from the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you...
Da King is Dead (Long Live Da King)
My favorite FPJ films were the Kapag Puno Na ang Salop
trilogy. I remember watching them back in grade school, and they starred FPJ as the honest cop (as usual) opposite Eddie Garcia as a corrupt judge (this was before Manoy played Boyong Mañalac and inexplicably became an action superstar in his own right in his late 60's).
The best part about the movies was the famous line "Hindi ka na sisikatan ng araw
" before throwing Manoy in a nitso
alive and then sealing it with the headstone (I think this happened at the end of the second film). Of course, this paved the way for the scene in the third film where FPJ and Manoy meet again, and FPJ gets the shock of his life as Manoy taunts him, "Para kang nakakita ng multo
Most of the rest of the FPJ movies I've watched have just bled into each other in my recollection, though there are a handful of memorable ones. I thought May Isang Tsuper ng Taxi
was really good (and it had a then-Senator Erap cameo, too).
I also distinctly remember watching Ang Dalubhasa
in a bus on the way home from LB, and was amazed that during the final gunfight and FPJ was doing the monologue before killing the boss, SOMEBODY ACTUALLY SHOT HIM BECAUSE HE TALKED TOO MUCH INSTEAD OF JUST GOING AHEAD AND KILLING THE BOSS.
Boss: "Jaemark, ikaw ba yung 'Jaemark' sa Joseph and Jaemark's?"
Me: "Hindi po, ma'am, ako po yung 'Joseph' sa Joseph and Jaemark's."
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Whenever I see that MY San Graham crackers
commercial (the one where the mom makes a mocha crumble for her son to give to The Girl), I could just see JAm
having that very same conversation with his mom, "Ewan ko lang kung hindi ko pa sagutin niyan, ha!
At least, it's better than giving The Girl some Toblerones
, which is just pathetic. I should know ;)
Nicked from an LJ meme
I want you to post anything that you want in reply to this entry.
Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, an opinion, a critique, anything. Be sure to post honestly. Post twice if you'd like, maybe more. Then, put this in your blog to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your blog) have to say. This can be about me, or anything you want. Regardless, just post anonymously if you want. You can reveal who you are if you want.
Before starting this current project, I was debating whether to implement the database connectivity natively, or to use a database abstraction library. In the end, figuring that since there won't be any need to use another database in the future, I chose to implement the application through a native connection, seeing as there would be no more need to implement database abstraction.
The other night, during a late coding session here at the office, it dawned on me that I couldn't work on this project at home if I ever needed to, because I didn't implement database abstraction.
(Not that I would ever take my work home, but still, I'd like to have my options open to me.)
Everything's going well enough. I had ample time for planning the project that I've been able to place all my database queries in nifty little functions in an include file, instead of the quick n' dirty mish-mash that had always been the case with past projects, which required much less turnaround.
I considered making all of it object-oriented too, but decided against it. I was afraid that a computer science teacher would poke me in the eye with a pencil for just randomly adding methods to my class instead of taking the time to design it.
The more I try to fight this feeling, the more I find myself believing
Last night, with nothing on TV except a Conan re-run (a rare weak episode), I got sucked into watching the Jericho Rosales
-Kristine Hermosa vehicle Ngayong Nandito Ka
Tapos naka-relate ako.
Mwehehehe, tanginang 'yan. Labo.
Indi ka na mag-hibi, kay karon malaw-ay man ang imo gwapa nga guya. Diri lang man kami mga migo kag miga mo anay, mag-upod sa imo hasta magsilak ang adlaw buas (kag dugay pa).
Akun pagdamgo matan-awan liwat ang imong maayo nga yuhum.
Back in grade school, when there was a series of typhoons hitting the Philippines, we always had a relief goods drive at school for victims of calamities. During that time, I didn't particularly mind the rains, as it usually signalled Education executive director Nilo Rosas going on the radio and declaring that classes were suspended for the day.
Looking back, I realize how remarkable those periods were, not because of the rains, but because of the willingness of our people to step up and help countrymen in need.
With the rains this past week, and the super-typhoon to come, we're certainly back in that situation again. I've been trying not to read or listen to the news, because it just depresses me. The heavy rains doesn't just mean suspension of classes anymore. Could you imagine what kind of Christmas those families in the disaster areas would be celebrating?
This morning, on my way to work, I was pleasantly surprised that there was a bit of a traffic jam around our building. We share the same compound as the GMA Kapuso Foundation and donations were pouring in. People were hard at work managing the relief items. It's almost 7pm now, and the donations are still coming, as Mel Tiangco broadcasts "24 Oras" right there at the Kapuso office.
Despite everything that happened to our country this year, our people still managed to step up. It doesn't make what has happened any less tragic, but it's a good start.
The foundation is still accepting donations and relief goods. You could donate the usual stuff that your grade school teachers collected from you from back in the early '90s (clothes, blankets, canned goods, etc.). You could bring your donations to the GMA Kapuso Foundation Offices, EDSA cor. 11th Jamboree, Diliman, Quezon City. You could call them at 928-7021 loc. 437-438 or 928-4299.
Financial donations are also accepted. You can deposit your donations at Metrobank branches with the following numbers:
Peso Savings Account - 3-098-51034-7
Dollars Savings Account - 2-098-00244-2
ESPN's Sports Guy spent his weekend watching television and weighs in on some of the shows
he saw, including Survivor, Blind Date (including a funny a discussion of Roger Lodge), The Apprentice, old Saturday Night Live episodes, and the Morales-Barrera fight, which inevitably led to the first Manny Pacquiao reference on his column.
Speaking of Pacquiao, I'm seriously thinking about watching the fight live. I'm a little iffy because the tickets are priced at Php100 and Php1,000 so you have a choice between a really really really bad seat beside other stinky men, or a totally overpriced seat.
But then again, I figured this might be the last opportunity to watch Manny Pacquiao live. Besides, when was the last time you watched a boxing match in person? I think I was 8 or 9 years old, and it was amateur boxing at the Ninoy Aquino Stadium.