talk shit

April 15, 2010

whew!! nagsacrifice ako

oo. nagscarifice ako.

ng tatay ko.

ng boyfriend ko. 

oo. lumayo ako.

oo. nagpaalam ako.

pero it doesn’t mean na i took them for granted na.

i just had to take risk.

i just had to take opportunities.

and i had to make the best out of it.

 pero i feel like quitting na.

pero i shouldn’t feel this way naman talaga.

hindi ako umaayaw.

hindi ako sumusuko.

pero why am i feeeling this way na nga ba??

i don’t wanna do this pero anu kaya kung magsuicide na lang ako??

bushet!

i’m suffocatin’

i’m this grudgy.

kanina me nakita kong graffiti.

 

 sa wall.

oo sa wall.

sa wall ng bulding na pinapasukan ko.

ang sabi ” fuck ang mga kandidato!!”

fuck!

oo.fuck

andami kong problema pero umaariba sila.

oo. umaariba.

“i’m so fed up!” sabi ko na lang pagkakita sa grafitti.

why can’t they just help without consuming so much money on the ads and campaign?

tapos me dumaang bata sa harap ko.

 shit! walng tsinelas. gusgusin.

saklap dude!

why can’t they just help without making it known to everyone!

 may dumaang trak ng basura.

super problematic kung saan itatambak.

muntik pang madumihan ang suot ko!

why can’t they just accept their mistakes instead of their fuckin'’ rottin’ balmethrowing?

tapos…

 napagod din akong magreklamo.

andaming sakripisyo.

kala ko si tatay at ang  boyfriend ko lang ang naisacrifice ko.

may mas matindi pa pla kail;angan isakripisyo.

pakshet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Subject: Le Cirque

October 17, 2009

 

Mga kababayan silipin nga natin kung ano itong pinag iinitang mga kinain daw ni Kamahal-mahalang Pangulong Gloria
sa Le Cirque New York at ang kanyang mga kampon. Since na may ambag naman tayo (as a taxpayer )
dapat lng sigurong makita natin kahit sa picture man lang ang mga pagkaing nararapat daw para sa ating mga
honorable public servants. 


 
Golden Osetra Caviar . Sa Tagalog, kumpol-kumpol na itlog ng isda. Rare daw ito. Malansa at lasang bagoong, sabi ng iba. Kulay itim lang to pero
ang lasa siguro nito ay kagaya din ng itlog ng galunggong, di kaya? Php13,720/order  

 
California Osetra Caviar . Kumpol-kumpol na itlog ng isda na mula sa California . Mas mura kesa sa Golden Osetra Caviar. P4,900/order  

 

Le Cirque Salad . Pinaghalo-halong mga gulay tulad ng lettuce (wag kayong jologs, hindi [let-us] ang pronunciation nyan, kundi [let-is] , okay?)
…sige na nga litsugas nalang…  ano pa ba yan? er…sibuyas, balat ng sibuyas, sitaw, mayana, dahon ng gumamela, etc… P1,078 lang yan  

 
Le Cirque Lobster Salad . Merong lobster meat, pipino, avocado, kamatis, okra saka dahon ng sibuyas. P2,842 isang plato nyan  

 

 

Le Cirque Tuna . Syempre merong tuna dyan (na posibleng galing sa GenSan), orange, sesame seeds, wasabe ata yung green paste sa ilalim,
anim na pirasong halamang ligaw (dami dito samin nyang dahon na yan!) saka ilang patak na orange sauce. P1,029 naba yang apat na hiwang yan?

Le Cirque Soft Shell Crab Tempura . Ngayon ko lang nalaman na meron palang crab na soft ang shell nya…ahihihihi…So ang ingredients dyan ay crab
saka harina tapos may kamote at ang paborito ni Popeye na spinach P1,078 /platter  

 

Le Cirque Spring Pea Soup . Mga pataning pinaikot at pinalamutak sa blender para maging soup. A.k.a. Etchas ng baby P1,176 isang bowl? 

 

 

Le Cirque Wild Burgundy Escargot. Pronounced as [es-kahr-goh] . Tandaan nyo yan para hindi kayo magmukhang enggot pag kumain kayo sa Le Cirque in the future, okay? Ang escargot ay kuhol. Madami nyan sa palayan kapag tag-ulan. Hmmm…sarap ng ginataang escargot! Kasama ng escargot dyan ay 2 munchkin donuts, makapuno, itlog ng isda saka ferns. Ito daw ang nagustuhan ni Senator Lapid dahil favorite nya ang kuhol. P1,421 grabeng mahal naman ng kuhol na yan!  

 

Le Cirque Torchon of Foie Gras . Ang foie gras ay atay ng bibe or gansa. Ang pagbigkas nito ay [fwah-grah] . Ang torchon naman ay isang paraan ng pagluto ng foei gras na kung saan ibinabalot ito sa isang tuwalya at niluluto sa mainit na likido tulad ng alak o tubig. P1,715 lang naman yan  

 

Paupiette of Black Cod . Ito’y manipis na piraso ng isda (black cod) na nirolyong parang shawarma at merong mga gulay sa gitna.
Paupiette is pronounced as [poh-pyet] . P2,401.00

 
Le Cirque Halibut Poached in Cocunut Milk. Halibut is pronounced as [hal-uh-buht] . Ito ay isang uri ng isda. Ang price P1,960  

 
Dover Sole . Isa rin itong uri ng isda at ito rin ang pinakamahal sa main course na inorder ng ating mga public servant P3,675 wow na wow. Ano kaya ang lasa nyan, noh?  

 

Le Cirque Saddle of Lamb . Ano ba ang saddle sa Tagalog. Hmmm…part daw ng backbone and loins. Eh ano yung loins sa Tagalog? Tadyang o pigi? Ay basta tupa lang yan! P2,548 naman yan

 

Krug Champagne . Sa sobrang sarap ng Krug, umorder sina Gloria ng labing-isang bote nito. Kulang-kulang Php 249,000 lang naman iyang 11 bottles na yan. Ilang ginbulag kaya ang mabibili sa Php 235k? Teka, downpayment na yan para sa isang kotse o bahay ah! Tsk…tsk…tsk…  
Sorry wala yung pix ng ibang entrees.

                                                                                       
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Ouch! What can we say to that.
Sana nag enjoy kayo

 Eto Pa……… 

share ko lng……

This was written by a Pinoy couple who now live in the US.

Would like to share with you what we found out as the reason why cruise ships of the big cruise companies skip Manila.  My wife and I are regular cruisers and we always talk to the Filipino crew.  When we took the 12-day Mediterranean cruise I asked the Pinoy waiters (because we are in a big group, we usually request for Pinoy waiters to be assigned to us) why all their Asian cruises skip Manila when they go to all the neighboring countries of the Philippines.  Tanong ko bakit ba wala sa itinerary ninyo ang Manila.    Ang sagot sa akin.  Noong una ho may cruises kami na humihinto sa Manila but masyadong hong matakaw ang mga taga Customs sa atin kaya ang management ho namin nag decide na skip na ang Manila.  When inspection time comes upon our arrival and departure, yung mga Customs inspectors ho kasama ang mga pamilya nila para kumain ng libre sa ship namin..  Tapos bago mag bigay ng clearance para maka depart ang ship namin maraming hinihingi na sigarilyo at mga alak.      Sa Manila lang namin na experience ang ganoon kaya nahihiya ho kaming mga Pinoy dito sa ship.  Sa ibang ports sa Asia wala hong nanghihingi. The new cruise ships have an everage of 2,000 to 3,000 passengers.  Imagine the loss of tourism revenue for the Philippines because most cruise ships do not go to the Philippines.  Pero paano mapapatino ang mga taga Customs kung ang mga taga Malacanang, Congreso, governors, mayors who should set good example sa government service pareho din nila at mas malaki pa ang kurakot?

peace resonates

October 15, 2009

Eternally, Man has searched for peace at different places, always forcing it to his grasp. But no, that’s not how the river flows. Peace isn’t forced nor is it found anywhere. Real peace can only be found within our hearts. There, it stays, undiscovered.

I was browsing the Internet when I stumbled upon an article by Neela Ghoshal – a graduate from Yale School for International Relations – entitled Burundi: A Fragile Peace. The first paragraph of the article immediately caught my attention:

Looking at a map of the world you almost feel you can fit Burundi in the palm of your hand. Small, fragile, unbreakable, an Easter egg dipped by clumsy child-hands into dyes of uneven rainbow colors. Burundi: a baby bird still unable to fly. As if there is a risk of death at any moment. As if there is a chance it will blossom unimaginably.

Reading these words, it occurred to me: while Neela perfectly painted the current picture of Burundi, a small country in East Africa, she was also able to describe the current status of peace in our world today.

Small, fragile, breakable

– there are no words to better describe the present peace we are experiencing than these. It has become so fragile that a single sound of a gunshot can scar it; so breakable that even a gentle gushing of wind can shake it; so small we can barely feel it anymore. While comparing peace to a baby bird still unable to fly, I thought to myself: “Is peace on Earth experiencing some sort of retardation?” For centuries, we have used a white dove to symbolize it. Nowadays, others see peace as nothing but a flightless bird, struggling to fly and reach its optimum. Benjamin Button-ish, isn’t it? But unlike the tragic fate of the man who lived life in reverse, it is good to know that we can still act to save and keep our hopes for peace from dying.

I believe the first step to salvage peace is to understand it. The concept of peace may sound easy but it isn’t. It is colossal in scope, which somehow reminds me of Jonathan Smith’s imagined land of civilized giants, Brobdingnag, where chaos is masked by pretense. The monosyllabicity of Peace does not excuse it from being complex as it may mean differently to different people. To a defense secretary of a state, peace is the normal, nonwarring state of the country, truce or a treaty between warring nations to end hostilities or antagonism; to my room mates, it is a condition of mutual harmony of personal relations; to my stressed-out professor, it is the tranquility of a mountain resort, one he needs most after a long week of exhaustion; to my parents, it is the freedom from marital problems, financial instability and the assurance that tomorrow is going to be a better day for the family; and to me, peace is when I am inside my dim lit room reading a philosophical book while the rain falls outside my window pane.

As a common student studying in a reputable university, let me share to you my simple idea of peace. Few days ago, our apartment was pillaged; two laptops were stolen from us. Feeling anxious about the whole situation, my personal peace was completely shattered. After reporting to the police, I decided to go home to the province hoping I can still pick up the remnants of my devastated, internal peace, omitting the fact that I have two talkative, little siblings in there who do not fail to mess up my mind with their annoying importunateness, and a whiny grandmother who never stops talking. Instead of finding a serene place to rest and recuperate my peace of mind, I found more trouble instead. When my siblings and my grandma started disturbing my silence, I vented to them all my angst and frustrations. It’s an ego defense mechanism we call Displacement. This sparked the conflict between my family and me. So instead of making things better for me, they turned out worse.

My point is peace starts from us and when we have it, we can influence others. It’s a domino effect. If we have peace in our hearts, we can spread it like a virus.

But in my case, it was not the ‘peace’ virus that was present in my system that time; it was the anger at the security guards who failed to do their job to protect us; hatred towards the person who stole something precious to me; disappointment with myself because I could’ve been more careful; and all the frustrations engulfing my system. In short, I was in absolute chaos. Chaos attacks peace just the same as a virus attacks our immune system. If we let it invade and consume us, it can completely rule us. After we become entirely infected and we come in contact with other people, there is a high chance we transmit the ‘chaos’ to them. The mechanisms of peace and chaos are the same. They both infect.

As peace starts from within, it goes to a higher level until it reaches supreme peace and social harmony – utopia; and absolute chaos — dystopia. If every member of a family has peace of heart and mind, they have a harmonious relationship; and if all families in a community have this kind of relationship, that community is surely at peace, too. Can you just imagine how beautiful the earth would become if every person in the world has peace in his heart and mind? But I’m well-aware that nothing in the world is perfect.

If peace starts from each and every one of us, then what keeps us from having inner peace? Why are there persons who steal and kill just to live? Why do we still hear news of wars and conflicts on the television? Why are we not yet at peace when it is readily available and the only thing we have to do is recognize it?

As human beings, we are given the freedom to choose. We always decide on what to feel and what to think, and it is these choices that keep us from having peace of heart and mind. When I receive a mediocre grade, I can either feel upset or be contented. If I choose the former, my exasperation will affect the mood of my other classmates, starting a chain reaction. If I choose contentment, I will be at peace. I can think of so many things that keep us from having inner peace. It can be jealousy, discontent, hatred, anger, disappointment, distrust, fear, the desire to hold on to the things that tantalize us, lies and dishonesty, discrimination, the act of imposing our values on others, and pride. And then the list goes on and on. These thoughts and feelings are the seeds of chaos.

So what can we do to stop them from leeching our fertile minds?

First, we have to keep in mind Hebrews 12:14 – Strive for Peace. It takes tremendous amount of effort and patience to establish and maintain peace but a blink of an eye is enough to destroy it. Yes, peace may not be easy but it is still achievable. That is why we have to strive, which means sometimes we have to do some sacrifices. These include shutting up when it pleases us to talk ill of another person; admitting our mistakes even when we don’t feel like it; telling the truth even if it means we must take all the blame; saying sorry even though it will hurt our pride; bestowing our forgiveness to someone who badly wronged us. That also means if someone gets to your nerves, just take a deep breath and forget it. And a sole person can’t do these alone. Unite and exert effort for the peace of everyone. We are one earth.

we have to ‘simplify’. I can’t help but to think of the men of earlier times every time I come across this word. These early people lived in harmony because they led simple lives. They hunt. They eat. They sleep. Unfortunately, such lifestyle isn’t applicable with the kind of advancement we have now. There is a notion that technology made mankind’s existence more comfortable and easy. I sometimes do not want to believe that. Technology certainly has its advantages and disadvantages. But the good news is that there are still simple things we can do in our daily lives that can help us maintain harmony. Here are some of them: (1) Smile at someone everyday. It is a powerful tool to lighten up another person’s burdened heart. (2) Share a laugh with friends. It’s not only an effective way to maintain your young looks, it is also healthy. (3) Watch children play and join in. Isn’t it good to stay young at heart? (4) Listen to music that soothes your ears. (5) Watch the sun rise and set. (6) Do something kind of for someone. It will surely make you feel good about the world.

I may sound a little too proud but I strongly believe that it isn’t a chore for us, Filipinos, to establish peace in our country. The Filipino is naturally peace-loving. I mean, how many peaceful and bloodless revolutions have we had in the past that awed the world as we overthrew abusive regimes of a dictator and a plunderer? If there’s one thing that we lack, it’s self-faith. To achieve great things, we must not only execute, but also believe.

As the song goes, “Peace is flowing like a river, flowing out through you and me; spreading out into the desert setting all the captives free.” Peace is a rare fruit that grows in our hearts. We all have it. We just have to discover it. It starts from within us. From there, it resonates.

Sycophantic Juggernaut

the road is all we’ll ever have

Credits go to Paramore for the title. Chapter 1: She Will Be Loved ”What did you say?” Andrew bellowed at Kyla after he had grasped her hair and pushed her to the wall. Kyla collided into the wall with a loud thud and fell onto the floor in a heap. She looked up at him, her vision blurred, eyes brimmed with tears, daring to overflow onto her pale face. Smirking, Andrew squatted beside her and said, “Do you think it’s easy to do it?” She shook her head wildly, her hand on her face where it had hit the wall. She couldn’t believe that he hit her. ”What?” Andrew yelled. Kyla shook her head even harder and faster, not wanting to be hurt any further. But too late. Andrew had already grasped her arm tightly and pulled her up with so much force that made her stumble backwards. Finding her balance, she closed her eyes and braced herself for the blow. But none came. One, two, three seconds passed. He didn’t hit her. Kyla opened her eyes to find Andrew’s face centimeters from her face. ”You selfish little,” he whispered. Kyla winced at the smell of alcohol in his breath. Without warning, he had gripped her neck and was starting to apply pressure. It took a moment for Kyla to regain sense and realize that he was actually choking her. She instinctively placed her hands on his, trying to remove the hands blocking her air passageway. Andrew said some more words, probably insults, but she couldn’t understand him as the grip grew tighter and tighter. It felt as if all the air in her lungs was being sucked out which wasn’t a pleasant feeling. She felt her whole body go numb as an odd cloudiness started taking over her vision and thoughts. Even though she couldn’t think straight, she knew that she had to do something and fast. She could no longer breathe. And she could only go for so long without air. Regaining the feeling in her legs, Kyla kicked but only collided with his shins. Andrew laughed at her feeble attempt to free herself. She attempted again and succeeded at kicking him in between his legs. He immediately let go of his grip on Kyla’s neck and doubled over, groaning and cursing loudly. Kyla fell on the floor, coughing and gasping for breath. She felt a wave of relief as the cold air filled her lungs. Her head was still cloudy, but she knew what she had to do. She started crawling, dragging her feet behind her. She staggered toward her room, her sanctuary. She could feel him getting up. Getting closer. She ran inside, locked the door that probably wouldn’t hold him but gave her the illusion of safety, and fumbled for her keys somewhere in her bag. She broke into a run towards the door just as she heard Andrew getting up behind her. ”Come back here you,” she heard him yell just as she slammed the door shut and opened the window in panicked haste, ran down the stairs which was used as a fire exit to her car. She slid inside, the tears that were daring to fall earlier streaming down her face. No, he’ll stop. He’s just drunk that’s it. Kyla started the car and the engine roared to life. Almost instinctively, she pressed down the accelerator and drove into the street. Not really realizing where she was going, she started thinking again. See, this wasn’t the first time Andrew hit her. Heck, this wasn’t even the second or third. The pair first met almost right after Kyla won their college’s pageant in their last year. After two years, they confessed their feelings and got together. They have been together for almost five months. But two months into their relationship, Andrew started hurting her. But wait, why does Andrew hit Kyla? If you asked her, it was because she was nagging him, irritating him or did something wrong. But in reality, it’s all Andrew’s fault. The status on his job wasn’t as stable as it was a couple of months back and he takes out all his frustration and anger on his one and only girlfriend. He also sometimes decides to drink in a bar before going back home to release some more. Plus, his insecurity due to his peers, he would hit her just because he wanted to feel superior to the woman. After every beating, she would convince herself that he would stop and he didn’t mean it. And almost every time, she would go away from him and spend the night somewhere else like a hotel or her best friend, Jonah’s place. Speaking of Jonah, without realizing how she had gotten there without really thinking, she arrived at his place. By now, her head was throbbing so much as if Andrew was seated behind her, hitting her with his fist a bit softer than he usually would. Kyla climbed out of her car with difficulty and proceeded climbing the stairs to the entrance of Jonah’s apartment building. Fortunately, she didn’t meet anyone going up, not counting the guard who was quietly sleeping in his chair behind the desk. She weakly pressed the up button of the elevator and the doors immediately slid open since no one was using it at that time. She staggered inside and grasped the handle bars, breathing heavily. The pain had started to increase, her head throbbed even harder, her whole body ached but her throat was the worst. It felt like as if she swallowed hot sand and it stayed in her throat. The elevator ride seemed to last for hours even though it was only seconds until it reached the third floor and it slid open with a small ding. Kyla stumbled out and automatically turned right, towards room number 305.

ahasan ng mga asong tigang

October 10, 2009

Isang gabi sa Villanueva Street, saksi ang buwan at mga tala sa pagtatalo ng mag-asawang clarence at samantha ukol sa isyu ng pangengerengkeng ni babae at kawalang oras ni lalaki. malakas ang kanilang tahulan na sumasabay sa sigawan ng “LOWER! LOWER!” sa tv habang nanonood ang amo nila ng Kapamilya, Deal or No Deal. 

 

CLARENCE: hayop ka! hindi ka na nakuntento sa akin, pati si Pareng William e pinatulan mo!

SAMANTHA: sorry na, sweetiebone… hindi ko lang napigilan ang nature ko. parte ng estrous cycle ko ang maglandi sa kalsada at magpamudmod ng aking pheromone ngunit wala ka.

CLARENCE: so kung wala ako e ayos lang makipag-sex ka kung kani-kanino? ganon ba yun? you bitch!

SAMANTHA: hindi mo ako naiintindihan! it’s my nature! you cannot change nature!

CLARENCE: but change is nature! pwede ka namang magtiis, pero nalingat lang ako nang saglit, naka-lock ka na sa titi ni William! sa isang askal? yung mga mabababang uri na kumakaen ng sariling suka at tae? you’re so fuckin’ gross!

WILLIAM: (papasok sa eksena) tama na! bakit, nasaan ka ba noong nagle-labor si Samantha sa anim nyong anak? kasama mo yung amo mo, nagja-jogging sa baywalk para magpaka-healthy living kuno! nasaan ka nang mabigkas ng mga anak mo ang una nilang bow-wow-wow? kasama ang mga kompanyero mong nag-susugal at nagyoyosi!

CLARENCE: wala kang pakialam sa buhay ko! wala ka ring pakialam sa buhay namin! isa ka lang askal! wala kang karapatang makihalubilo sa mga tulad naming may breed! pweh!

WILLIAM: fuck that shit! mamatay na kayong mga racists!

SAMANTHA: tama na! wag na kayong mag-away! ako ang may kasalanan! ako ang nagpa-mudmod ng pheromones sa kalye at walang keber na nagpa-amoy ng pwet sa kung sino-sinong aso! tama na please! baka magising pa ang mga tuta!

WILLIAM: hayaan mo silang magising, Samantha. para malaman nila kung gano kasama ang kinikilala nilang ama!

CLARENCE: Manahimik ka! Ahas!

WILLIAM: Aso!

CLARENCE: oo, aso ako! alam ko!

WILLIAM: hindi ikaw! ako! aso ako, hindi ahas!

DOROTHY: (papasok din sa eksena) mommy, daddy, ninong… bakit po kayo nag-aaway? di ba sabi ni papa jesaz masama ang nag-aaway?

SAMANTHA: anak, pumasok ka muna sa doghouse, usapang matanda lang ‘to.

WILLIAM: hindi, kelangan na nilang makilala at malaman kung gano kaitim ang budhi ng tatay nilang labrador kuno! askal ka lang ding napulot sa kung saan! kulay itim ka lang at kumakain ng dogfood na korteng buto!

CLARENCE: tama na! wala kang karapatang maki-epal sa pamilya ko! lumayas ka na dito sa subdivision ng mga asong may breed! left-over eater! wala kang kwentang kumpare! wala kang kwentang aso! kumbaga sa puno, mga saging lang kayo!

WILLIAM: oo! inaamin ko! saging lang kame! pero maghanap ka ng puno… sa buong pilipinas.. at buong azerbaijan..saging lang! saging lang! saging lang ang pinaka-korteng tite! saka saging lang ang may puso! saging lang! (sabay walk-out)

SAMANTHA: huhuhu…William… huhuhu… Si William ang tunay na ama ng mga anak natin, Clarence.

 

oooh, harsh realities of life. hardcore. hwooh!

the end.