Of an early year end report.

I’m not fond of New Year’s resolutions. I’d only say that these are just guides or whatnots and probably, and just probably, they won’t be followed. I always tell myself that if you want to do some change in yourself; do it now.

Though planning is essentially important, I’m not keen in doing my own resolution. I’ve grown tired of doing a resolution and then the year will pass and after that I’d tell myself that when I looked back in that same year, I’d tell myself, “Eh parang hindi ko nasunod yung resolution ko.”

What I’m doing right now is to make a dream, it doesn’t matter how much simple it is and I’d just say it to myself. After that, it happens; most of the time it happens a year after. And I got most of it this year. One hurrah for me then!

So, I’d just do a round-up to what happened to me for the past year. I’d probably do my own version of a numbers game. I’m going to try this a little differently…

1 happy house with no major illnesses

1 new simple cellphone in exchange of the second hand gadget

1 portable dvd player that I can use for work

2 times I was majorly sick contradicting the first entry

16000 won from a game show last January

9710 donated to the Bowling lanes in Manila

2541 spent on blank cds and dvds

1 hour on average daily were benefited by the company ergo unpaid OT hours

2900 were given to the dial-up companies

11718 were donated again to the bookstores and

4 Stephen King books were read and

20 is the latest Pugad Baboy compilation that came out this year

4280 were stolen by the anti-depressant mermaid

1355 were contributed to the hand-and-eye coordinated entertainment industry and

2 months were lost in the world of Azeroth and

2 hours average were shared with Jick and the rest of the Loathers

200 days were turned emo

20492 helped the bootleg and the legal industry and

576 movies were watched this year and

12 of them took place in a cinema house and

4 of them was just My Big Love or I’ve seen this four times already and

750 movies left to watch basing this from the book 1001 movies to watch before I die and

1 time I was blinded by Joe Jonas’ tighty whiteys in the movie Camp Rock and

8 James Bond films have been watched so far and

12 Alfred Hitchcock films have been watched so far and

14 days I was amused with the beauty of Phoebe Cates

219 blog posts were made as of the moment

083008 is the best 120 hours of my life and

200 hours is the bestest time I had recently and

2009 is the year I’m looking forward to.

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I could’ve added more numbers but researching for numbers is very tiring.

So there.

Of some more personal churvae.

Some personal updates…

Just two weeks ago, we had a separate office Christmas party… err… separate means that our account had our own Christmas party so instead of the whole office, we had a separate one (err… magulo pa din yata ang explanation ko. Basta, nagkaroon yung account namin ng sariling Christmas party. Buti na lang hindi ako English major, nakakahiya siguro kung oo.)

It was held in Elbow Room (nakakatakot yung lugar, puro siko yung sumambulat sa kin. Bwahahaha. Hang korni) and it was yeah alright. It is expected that newbies wouldn’t party with us much and that’s what happened. I have an underlying concept (uy… lalim. Sa Business World ko napulot yan kahit hindi ako nagbabasa nung magazine nay un) of parties that all parties should always be enjoyed. If you’re not in your party mode then don’t go (in short, bawal ang kj. Pag kj ka talo ka. Ganun ka simple.)

(advertisement lang. nanonood kasi ako ngayon ng Maynila Sa Kuko Ng Liwanag. Ang kulet nung start nung scene. Mga limang beses yatang kinamusta si Bembol Roco na kung ano daw ang nangyari sa kanya. Walangya, puro chismoso talaga ang Pinoy.)

Next in the list is the real Christmas Party for the whole company. I was part of the “organizing” committee and the funny thing is I went on a 5 hour lunch break before the event. People were looking for me because I did the choreography for the account’s presentation. Anyhoo and eventually, we were able to start the party on time (late lang ng mga two hours yung party) and I facilitated the age-old game, Trip to Jerusalem Talong Version.

And we won the presentation activity!!! (e kasi kami lang ang nagpresent e. Kahit na medyo sabit-sabit dahil kulang sa practice, panalo pa din. I’ll be posting the video sometime. Basta pag sinipag ako ng malupet.)

Sunday entered and we went to Tagaytay. Thank God for the cool breeze and the cool friends (ay wait. Ako lang yung cool sa kanila. Friends lang pala. Bwahahahaha). We went there to eat mushroom burger, bulalo, and ice cream with fog. Yes, me wants to go back. Siriusly.

Tuesday came and it sucked. I still had to train newbies. All I wanted was a simple vacation in the office. I just wanted to chill out and sleep. (at nung Christmas ko lang sya natikman and the days after. Ang sarap pa naman tumambay lang sa office. Bad trip naman talaga. Hindi pa napaaga ang katamaran ko. Buti na lang puro sila exam. Hindi nga lang ako nakapanood ng movie or nakapagbowling in the process. Blech.)

Wednesday was the bomb in a nice way (hindi yung bomb na mabaho na galing sa putok ng mga may jabar.) Choir had the very first mass choir in years. (opkors bumenta kami sa mga nasa simbahan.) And the priest was sort of pestering us to sing the day after and at least once every month next year. Oh father, we wish we could. We’re not young anymore.

Night came and we rocked the house down. We had our choir Christmas Party after. Hooray for that. Videos will be posted later. Once I get the raw film from our mate. (basta, ang sarap talaga ng Christmas Party ng choir. Syetters. Namiss ko yung ganung kadaming tao. Sana na-video yung Shao Shao Ni.)

Christmas Eve was nice. I had to pick up some whores… err… some food and fresh fruits (fresh fruit salad with Nestle Cream! F**k The What!) And as usual, my dad slept. But it’s all good. Hehe.

Christmas was just back to work and the day after… Thank you Twilight and thank you High School Musical 3, you’ve made my Christmas a wittle bit better. BWAHAHAHA. (anakngpowtek talaga. Oo. Sumakit ang ulo ko sa lintek na Twilight na yan. May mas babagal pa ba sa ganung uri ng palabas. Anak ng weteng na ewan naman o.)

Lastly, just last Saturday, a Gamboa clan reunion. I’m not alcoholic so when I say that two tequila shots while driving is a big deal for me. I promise to bring goods next year so that I’ll be able to share the blessings.

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(ayun… 2009 talaga ang winner year. Basta, walang kokontra.)

Of a filler.

Hindi na ko makanda-ugaga sa pagtatapos ng taong 2008. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. Hindi naman ito emo post sa totoo lang. Napakarami din namang magandang nangyari tulad ng pagpapa-hello ni Britney Spears o yung mga anatomy pictures ni Vanessa Hudgens at ni Vanessa Minillo.

Panalo pa din kasi ang 2008 at dumating sa buhay natin ang mga magagandang palabas tulad ng Camp Rock, High School Musical 3 at syempre humabol yung pinakaaabangan ko, yung Twilight (pati yung libro syempre. Hardcore yun!)

We watch the season pull up its own stakes
And catch the last weekend of the last week
Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced,
Another sun soaked season fades away

Ang astig din naman syempre ng local showbiz. Kahit na hindi ganun karami ang nasundan ko, panalo pa din ang ka-hardcore-an ng mga nangyari. May nag-break, nag-away, nag-demanda, nagkabalikan, nagpakasal, at nagpaka-pokpok sa mga magazine na akala nila ay rerespetuhin sila pero ngunit datapwat mauuwi lang yan sa isang rason. Pera.

Invitation only, grant farewells
Crush the best one, of the best ones
Clear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnight

Nandun pa din syempre yung nag-walk out sa Game Ka Na Ba. Hindi nga ganun ka-klaro e. Pero alam ko merong nag-inarte. At syempre hindi mawawala ang mga hardcore na walang alam sa paghohost ng national television. Hindi mo din maiintindihan na ang mga ordinaryong tao ay naaaliw dun sa host na yun. Maaaring yung boses nya kasi umaabot ng maayos para sa marginalized people. Mas gusto nila siguro yung madumi yung dila. Pero sila na lang yun.

And from the ballroom floor we are in celebration
One good stretch before our hibernation
Our dreams assured and we all, will sleep well

Oo, showbiz lang talaga siguro ang nagpayanig ng taon. Bwahahaha. Syempre, hindi ko pa naman binabalikan ng todo ang buong taon. Nag-isip lang naman ako ng isang topic at nag-back track ako. Pati kasi yung Ang Pinaka kahapon tungkol sa showbiz ang pinag-uusapan so anong magagawa ko? Parang LSS yan e. Pero hindi sya kanta kaya hindi poide ang LSS. Ay wait, poide pala! Last Showbiz Syndrome.

I watch you spin around in the highest heels
You are the best one, of the best ones
We all look like we feel

Pero minsan nakakapagod din naman pala talaga ang showbiz. Kahit na hindi ako part eng mundo ng showbiz éclat na yan. Nakakapagod na din yung mga ayaw umamin, mga nananakit, mga akala mo kung sino, mga ere ng mga malakas pa sa ere, mga ewan.

Kaya nga sana masagana sa showbiz industry ang 2009. Maging hitik sana sa marami pang chismis at sana ganahan na muli akong manood ng mga Sunday showbiz shows dahil araw-araw kasi nakatutok ako sa TMZ at isama mo na din yung may Kirstie Alley look-alike host show na The Dish.

At isa pa. Sana yang lintik na showbiz na yan, makapag-provide naman sana sa atin ng maraming pang-comedy. Napakahirap maging malungkot. Nalalapit na ang election at ang panalo dyan malamang yung mga advertisement nila sa TV.

Ayun. Chorva lang. Nagsayang lang ako ng bandwidth.

You have stolen my heart…

Of doing my part. Me hates power used wrongly.

Here’s an interesting story I got from a friend. I want to post this and hopefully if you’ve read it, pass it along until, and hopefully, it reaches the news. I’ve always hated bullying.

Oh, Gma already did have the story… dang!

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The world has gone crazy.

So, I just had the worst day of my life.

At around 1:30 PM today, at Valley Golf and Country Club, Antipolo City, Mayor Nasser Pangandaman, Jr., Mayor of Masiu City, Lanao del Sur, his father, Secretary Nasser Pangandaman of the Department of Agrarian Reform, and company, beat my defenseless 56-year-old dad and my 14-year-old brother to a pulp because of some stupid misunderstanding on the golf course.

This is a golf course. I have been a golfer all my life, and I have never seen anything like this. NOTHING. This is hard to comprehend. And it happened to my own father and my own brother too. Right in front of my eyes.

My brother and I were playing golf at the South Course of Valley. We were on the 3rd hole, and we see two golf carts going past us, overtaking our flight, and setting up to tee off on the next hole. My dad goes up to them and asks them why they would do that, why they would overtake us without even asking for our permission. Golf etiquette 101. One of the guys says that they're with the flight in front of us. (So what? That doesn't give them the right to just pass us WITHOUT asking.) So, we go to the 5th hole. The flight behind us catches up with us, and asks us what caused the hold up. We said that this flight just slipped in front of our flight. So we complained to the marshall. We play the 5th hole and walk towards the next hole, where there is a teehouse, and both the flights in front of us were there, talking with the marshall. The mayor of Masiu City, Lanao del Sur talks with my dad. Things get heated up. Voices were raised. But never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine that someone would pull out a punch. Apparently not. He attacks my father. His flightmates, maybe 2 or 3 of them, rush to his aid and beat up my father. My 56-year-old father. My younger brother and I could not just watch. We rushed to break the fight. My younger brother pleads to the mayor to please stop it. To not hurt my dad. To just stop. His words still ring through my head..."Sorry na po, sorry na po...tama na...tama na po..." With his hands in front of his chest in a praying position. PLEADING. The mayor socks him in the face. My brother defended himself. My dad is still on the ground getting clobbered. My brother is the same way. I try to stop the fight, but all I can do is stop one person. There were 4 or 5 of them attacking now.

Someone breaks up the fight. I thought it was all over. The mayor shouts to his caddy: "Hindi nila kami kilala! Sabihin mo nga sa kanila kung sino ako!" And believe me, I had no idea who this person was. But now I know. He's the person who, with 4 other men, beat up my 56-year-old father and my 14-year-old brother. He's the person who sacks a pleading 14-year-old kid in the face. He's a person who, I am sure, is gonna rot in hell.

I lash out, but my dad held me back. I was screaming my lungs out, shouting to this mayor, telling him about what he had done. I said: "Nakakahiya kayo. Singkwenta'y sais anyos ang tatay ko. And kapatid ko kakatorse anyos. Anong ilalaban nila sayo?"

The mayor looks at my brother, point to his face, and says, "Tatandaan kita!" And he tells me that my brother has a bad attitude and that I need to watch him. WHAT THE HELL?! So, my brother's bad for defending his father?!

We leave. We walk to the clubhouse to file a complaint. My brother asks for a doctor. My dad could barely walk. Their group comes to the clubhouse, sees my brother. Once again my brother pleads, says sorry, and is crying. He was CRYING, for crissakes. But no. The relentless mayor still punches him in the face, and then sees my dad and goes after my dad again. Him and his friend pull my dad to the ground, pulls at his feet, and steps on him like he's dirt. I run to him and try to hold him back, holding him back by his shirt, while this other guy and this girl tries to stop me. She tells me to just stop it. I scream in her face "they're beating my father up and you want me to stop?!" I pull at his shirt--I don't let go. All I can see was my dad being trampled on. I didn't even see my brother getting beat up.

People pull them away. I get my dad, and I saw my brother. His right ear was bleeding. I freaked out. I told the receptionists to bring my brother to the clinic. I pull my dad away. People were separating us.

My mom and my older brother come. I tell her Bino's right ear is bleeding. They both look like they could kill. My dad holds my brother off, I hold off my mom. When I finally got my mom under control, my older brother gets away and I hold him off. Two of the mayor's bodyguards pull out guns. I embraced my brother from the back, just holding him back, crying. The receptionists came to us, crying, hugging me, my dad, and my mom, whispering to us to just leave. "Maam, umalis na po kayo, may mga baril sila...Maam...umalis na po kayo please..."

I am pretty sure the Secretary of DAR did not take part in the fight, but he just watched all this happen. He watched two of his sons, as we figured out, the other guy was his son, too, beat up my father and my 14-year-old brother. He didn't do anything to stop it. And this person is what now? A cabinet member. A politician.

Sounds like something out of a movie, doesn't it? But this is what happened. TODAY. The day after Christmas. To my family. And all I ask for is JUSTICE. The people at Valley Golf did not seem to want to help us. None of the security guards even tried to stop the fight. Right in the clubhouse. I came back after the fight was over and talked to the receptionists. They say they did not see anything. The general manager of Valley Golf would not give us the names of the men who made my brother's ear bleed. It took him an hour. Maybe even more than that. He seemed to not want to help us. Because, we were against the SECRETARY OF THE DEPARTMENT OF AGRARIAN REFORM and the MAYOR OF MASIU CITY, LANAO DEL SUR. They were all scared.

The world has gone crazy. Two politicians beat up a defenseless 56-year-old father and his 14-year-old son. At a golf course. I swear to God, I thought golfers were decent people. You would think politicians were decent people. I guess not. I guess they gang up on 56-year-old men and beat up pleading 14-year-old kids.

Please pray for my dad, my brother and for my whole family. Please pray that we get JUSTICE. Oh God, please, give these people what they deserve.

This is the site of the girl who made this: http://vicissitude-decidido.blogspot.com/

More links: http://digg.com/people/Politician_mauls_56_year_old_and_14_year_old_on_golf_course

http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/metro/view/20081227-180232/DAR-chiefs-son-tagged-in-golf-attack

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I know the Internet is filled with stories like this but seeing this in a blog is quite different. The chances of doubt decreases exponentially.

I still believe that here in the Philippines, well in some places and people, we are still living in a barbaric world. We don’t want intellectual arguments. We just want to use our power anytime we want to.

And it doesn’t matter if you have all the resources in the world. It will eventually show what type of person you are, what breeding you have, and despite the high-end clothes that you wear you’d still fall on the all brutes’ variety. Sad but true.

I very well believe in two things. Money doesn’t grow on trees (it is made from plants, so technically grow on trees pa din sya. Pero this is not the right time to contradict myself. Hehe) and power disappears. And when you are on your highest, God knocks at your door and ask you to do something about yourself. (Oh, there are numerous times already that these politicians receive some harsh reality. Yung isa nga lang na nakatuntong ngayon sa pinakamataas, hindi pa tinatablan despite the numerous times na na-ospital na yung si ano. Sign po yun na magbago na sana kayo.)

I’m just wishing that some justice will be served.

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(Tingnan mo nga naman Paskong-pasko nangyayari pa ito. Hindi ko lubos maisip na may ganito pa din talagang taong nabubuhay ngayon. Hindi ba alam ng mga taong ito na ito na yung tinutukoy kong Sins of the Father? Pero hindi naman kami close kaya hindi nila malalaman yun. Malaki ang possibility na ang mga generations after them, kung hindi man yung mga anak-anak nila, ang makakatikim ng bad karma na dinulot nila sa takbo ng ating buhay.)

Of ur usual reunion.

Aunts and uncles will always ask you the same old gritty question, “E kelan ka ba ikakasal?” or some out-of-the-blue question, “Asan ba ang gelpren mo?”

Every reunion, every year you can hear that question reverberating through the ages due to people, not a person, will ask this to you.

They won’t care to ask on how you were the past year or how your studies are or how your work is. It is as if it should’ve been the most important question ever made and you wouldn’t even find it in the English dictionary (e obvious naman na wala sa English dictionary yun. Unang-una Tagalog sya. Pangalawa fragment of a sentence or a simple sentence sya e ang pagkakaalam ko sa isang dictionary word-based yung hinahanap mong meaning so yung whole sentence na yan hindi counted. Bwahahahaha.)

And living in our country is dashit. We can’t ask our elders questions that are related to what they’re asking, “Masaya pa ba kayo sa piling ni Tito?” or “Kung sasagutin ko pa yung tanong nyo at kahit na may trabaho na ko at lahat, bibigyan nyo pa din ba ako ng Pamasko?” or “Kumusta naman po ang sex life nyo?”

Thank God for my hyperbolic genius and wit, I can always give to them my same old answer year after year, “Ay Tita, lalaki na po ang hinahanap ko.”

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The only thing I like in family reunions is the food. I don’t care if you’re not really comfortable with your kin, as long as they cook the same old family recipe. I’m absolu-freakingly fine. I guess the molo, the laing, the morcon, and the isfeycial chicken will balance out the awkwardness with some of your relatives.

And I still do hate the fact that I wasn’t able to give out any gifts this year. I hate the Christmas rush and I hate it when the thirteenth month pay is given during December. (kasi mina-maximize sya ayon sa accordance of the law. Law my ass.)

(Pero ang totoo nyan, ayoko munang maglabas ng pera kaya hindi ako gumastos for this year. Kailangang mag-ipon sa kadahilanang may kailangang bayaran sa mga oras ng pangangailangan…

O dahil ako ay kuripot lang. Sa taong yaon lamang.)

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(Pero nandun pa din syempre yung gusto mong maging kaibigan ang lahat ng kamag-anak mo. Ayaw mo syempreng maging bitchy. Hindi naman trabaho yan e. Kadugo mo yan. Pagbali-baligtarin mo man ang takbo ng direction ng time space warp ngayon din, mauuwi pa din yan sa… ay nawala na ko sa iniisip ko…

basta yun.)

Of ur usual reunion

Aunts and uncles will always ask you the same old gritty question, “E kelan ka ba ikakasal?” or some out-of-the-blue question, “Asan ba ang gelpren mo?”

Every reunion, every year you can hear that question reverberating through the ages due to people, not a person, will ask this to you.

They won’t care to ask on how you were the past year or how your studies are or how your work is. It is as if it should’ve been the most important question ever made and you wouldn’t even find it in the English dictionary (e obvious naman na wala sa English dictionary yun. Unang-una Tagalog sya. Pangalawa fragment of a sentence or a simple sentence sya e ang pagkakaalam ko sa isang dictionary word-based yung hinahanap mong meaning so yung whole sentence na yan hindi counted. Bwahahahaha.)

And living in our country is dashit. We can’t ask our elders questions that are related to what they’re asking, “Masaya pa ba kayo sa piling ni Tito?” or “Kung sasagutin ko pa yung tanong nyo at kahit na may trabaho na ko at lahat, bibigyan nyo pa din ba ako ng Pamasko?” or “Kumusta naman po ang sex life nyo?”

Thank God for my hyperbolic genius and wit, I can always give to them my same old answer year after year, “Ay Tita, lalaki na po ang hinahanap ko.”

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The only thing I like in family reunions is the food. I don’t care if you’re not really comfortable with your kin, as long as they cook the same old family recipe. I’m absolu-freakingly fine. I guess the molo, the laing, the morcon, and the isfeycial chicken will balance out the awkwardness with some of your relatives.

And I still do hate the fact that I wasn’t able to give out any gifts this year. I hate the Christmas rush and I hate it when the thirteenth month pay is given during December. (kasi mina-maximize sya ayon sa accordance of the law. Law my ass.)

(Pero ang totoo nyan, ayoko munang maglabas ng pera kaya hindi ako gumastos for this year. Kailangang mag-ipon sa kadahilanang may kailangang bayaran sa mga oras ng pangangailangan…

O dahil ako ay kuripot lang. Sa taong yaon lamang.)

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(Pero nandun pa din syempre yung gusto mong maging kaibigan ang lahat ng kamag-anak mo. Ayaw mo syempreng maging bitchy. Hindi naman trabaho yan e. Kadugo mo yan. Pagbali-baligtarin mo man ang takbo ng direction ng time space warp ngayon din, mauuwi pa din yan sa… ay nawala na ko sa iniisip ko…

basta yun.)

Of some sports churvae (4 na lang!)

I’ve always loved sports though sports don’t love me much. Well, this just refers to sports with physical contact. I’m really sure that I can’t compete with since I am such a klutz or other guys can easily bring me down anytime. Ergo, I can’t play American Football, Sumo Wrestling, or Rugby.

And here’s my sports round-up for the year.

First in the list is my Alma Mater who placed first runner up in the recent UAAP games where ADMU won the championship. ADMU is really unbeatable this year. With their big guy (yung foreigner, I forgot the name. sowee. Dalawa yun alam ko e) and their rookie of the year, what else do they need? They really deserved that championship. (Bawi na lang kami next year.)

I’ll be including WWE in this post. Yeah, I know that this kind of wrestling is ‘professionally’ unprofessional but who cares. They’ve accompanied me during work. The storyline are outrageous and unbelievably funny. They can beat any soap operas on local television. The action is not that intense but you’ll be amused by the hardcore script that they create. And I’m just a young at heart err Immature for purists. So there! I always support our kababayan so I’m all for Batista anytime. (And the Great Khali’s kiss cam of course)

Formula 1 has been sucky for my Papa Fernando Alonso. With all what happened last season, it seems that he has been reaping the bad karma and that Hamilton guy will just have the win after win position next year or until this guy retires.

There’s PBA with the lucky change of atmosphere as they went lipat from the old sucky channel 5 management to the well-exposed (uy, exhibitionist?) channel 9 (or series of channels). When I’m browsing the television channels, I try to watch PBA from time to time. I do hope that PBA will get bigger viewer ship next year. Hooray for good broadcast!

There’s boxing too. Don’t forget Manny with his incredible skill and streak that he is practically, and probably, a Pinoy billionaire already. I’m just concerned with his gambling problem. Remember to save Manny boy. Boxing is not forever.

Lastly, NBA! Hooray for the Boston Celtics who won the 2008 Championship title. Hooray for setting the 27-2 record. Hooray for these guys who got the badly needed Championship ring despite their age. I’m hoping for them to win 34 straight games. Beat L.A.’s streak!

And don’t forget Miami Heat’s head coach. His name is Eric (was it Eric Capoestra? I porgot) and he is a half-Filipino.

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Hahaha. That’s all (wala na sa trail of thought ang utak ko ngayon. Bangag e.)

Of an xmas spam.

Graphic content may or may not be described but to keep the spirit of Crimbo (it’s a Kingdom of Loathing thing, check wiki for it) and for all the hoamies who took it for the team and you know what I mean…

I forgot.

Err… basta… ish not healthy if you read some graphic stuff like this. Warning has been provided and yeah… I am stupid (rhyme yan!)

Anyhoo… ish like this… Someone gave me boxers as a Kris Kringle err for exchange gift (hi Kring! hehe) and I was really surprised on why she gave me that (ever since kasi hindi talaga ako trendy sa any clothing material as in hindi ako sumusunod sa uso. gusto ko lang simpleng buhay magpakailanpaman. Amen.)

We used to have a joke in our group in our choir about guys giving guys underwear and stuff and that includes my previous post in my office regarding guys wanting underwear for exchange gifts as it might be too icky for the girl to buy a guy whom she doesn’t really know; in short, giving out underwear as gifts are quite weird in general.

Then it happened to me.

I got boxers and I’m not saying it is bad but that’s probably the last thing I’ve expected to receive this Christmas. (I’ve always expected stuff such as a shirt or socks or hankies kasi medyo hardcore ang mga gusto kong gift, in short mahirap talaga akong bigyan. Pero actually madali lang ako, pagkain lang masaya na ko.) I’m a boxer virgin. I don’t know how to use it. I’m on the verge of checking out the Internet on ways on how to use a boxer, etc. I wanted to ask guys to on how they were their boxers.

(Pero diba medyo weird pa din yun. Ang unang tanong mo dyan kasi is, “Chong boxers or briefs ka ba?”… Poideng pasilip? Gusto ko lang kasing i-verify kung paano mo sinusuot yan. Gusto ko ding malaman kung yung brief ba nagsusuot ka pa din na nasa loob nung boxers mo. Etc. etc. etc. Hindi ko talaga alam kung papano. Period.)

I was going to post something before I try it out but I told myself just to try it out. No briefs for now sir. Use the boxers. And it was quite weird as there was some… uhm… you know what during the whole day and eventually it was kind of ok.

And yeah, boxers are sexy but it doesn’t make me. =)

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(Yehey. Paskong-pasko, eto ang napopost ko. Ang sucky diba? Bwahahaha. E kasi naman because eto yung talagang nagbigay ng impact sa kin ngayong Pasko dahil for the past weeks ang lungkot ko sa hindi malamang kadahilanan pero masaya ako ngayon at hindi ko din malaman kung bakit. Masaya ako ngayon. Period. Period. No erase. Force Field. Yehey.)

Of another of those... yeah... lima na lang ang hahabulin ko!

So, who’s going to go Full Monty in the Twilight cast?

From the past few years, two of the most notable “teen” filled movies includes the High School Musical trilogy and the Eight-tuplet Harry Potter series. Well, both movies aren’t really related to each other actually. As one was Disney’s pure-luck film (as they were on the verge on some lackluster movies such as Brother Bear and some other movie that I can’t remember and because Pixar rocks. Oh wait, they got lucky with the Cheetah Girls but for me it is still Cheetah who? Or Cheeta Eh, ganda lalaki) and the other one doesn’t really need to be a movie but since fans clamored for some real life hardcore action-comedy-drama of the books, so there we go. It was made and it was shown.

As we all wub the HP series despite some… uhm… yeah, you know my point.

And so, here we go with what I’m trying to say. A Harry Potter character, which is Harry Potter himself or Daniel Radcliffe for purists, went Full Monty in a theatre play (I forgot the title of the play… Oh wait, its Equus). Photos circulated the virtual world and if I can remember it correctly, there was a horse at the background with Daniel and the horse had some dangling… uhm… tail and hands (?)

Then, there’s the infamous Vanessa Hudgens image that went hoo hoo in the Internet. There were a series of those celebrity hubo pictures but, and obviously, Vanessa stood out because of her High School Musical fame. I went to some sleazy sites and most posters would say that “they would do her anytime”, whatever that means.

I should’ve included Miley Cyrus with her Vanity Fair photo (it is Vanity Fair, right?) but there weren’t any vital organs shown and Miley’s life is really worth another article or blog. So, we don’t have to dwell on her err her life perhaps?

Now, we are expecting some saga or trilogy or whatnot from Meyer’s series. So, who are we expecting to go Full Monty anytime soon? I only have two candidates for now. There’s Bella or Kristin Stewart who goes bong sniffing in the daylight (as drugs can really make people crazy err in case she changes her drug to a higher and more synthetic high then she has a great possibility to go woah mama) and obviously there’s party-hard Rob Pattinson (err… Patterson ba?) who might do something crazy (remember Oscar De La Hoya who was wasted and went draggie with a prostee?)

Me think we have to make a vote for this one…

Or not.

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I was wrong. And I thought that I had enough of the Twilight brouhaha. Have you heard of the news that Abs-Cbn is interested in localizing the Twilight series?

(San ka pa? At anak ng ewan talaga.)

I don’t need to bash Channel 2 since Twilight is bashed enough and they’d just be adding insult to injury.

I’ll just be here watching in the sidelines where pro-Twilight and anti-Twilight pips go war with each other.

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Before I forget, the series Saved By The Bell also produced a stripper. But that’s different…

Of a Desyembre18th post.

I eez remember the time when (wait… mga sampung taon na siguro ang nakakaraan) I went excited over Dance Revo (kasalanan ito nung Dub I Dub kanina sa radyo e. Ang malupet pa, tinugtog si April Boy. Woo-hoo!)

I didn’t really own a Revo (hindi yung pangkabuhayan Fx a), we only (my chums with moi) rented it in a mall nearby our school.

We weren’t really hooked on it since we just wanted to make a few sweats and enjoyed playing with each other err… smilies anyone?

Back to the present, kids right now are playing this Guitar Hero or Rock Band or some other fun-time via an electronic gaming gadget. These gadgets or things are really quite expensive since you have to buy those things separate with the main electronic gadget.

I tried checking ‘em out in a store like Toy Kingdom and you’d really spend five digits on each gadget.

Though somehow, that Dance Revo was really addictive in a way, I’m assuming that the latest gadgets would really create the needed child addiction. Yeah, the part where the child doesn’t eat healthy food, the part where he/she doesn’t get the needed sleep, and the best part is, school grade will go down down down. Hooray for today’s games.

(As most games are really very addictive where we adults can be hooked in it and it makes us like zombies in the process. Buti na lang yung karamihan sa tin kayang mag-control ng oras para sa kanilang mga sarili. We shouldn’t be controlled by these video games, dapat pera lang ang nagko-control sa tin.)

Which gives me a very bright idea. If you’ll see before, it all started with foot movements. Then, right now, we have hand movements and we can use instruments to copy what these musicians can do.

And don’t forget the fact that these video games are moved by music. Yes, it always boils down to music.

So, here’s an idea, since we can somehow control the whole body in a virtual nature. Why don’t we do a game where we copy our singer/rocker/balladeer idols?

It goes like this; all you have to do is to copy your idol’s trademark movement via a virtual game. (music can also be added in the future as add-ons as for now all you have to do is make gaya what your idol’s trademark is.)

Since we Pinoys came up with this idea, we have to start with our local artist’s trademarks. There’ the bali-pose of Pilita Corrales, the cap-throwing image of April Boy Regino, the I-forgot-the-lyric of Christian Bautista, and the oh-so-famous split of Mystika.

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Yeah. Bored.

Of a Christmas Post.

This is my Christmas post (as I’ve gone hibernate for the past few days. Work plus parties, yeah your usual Christmas churvae.)

My mom and I were having the usual chat over the dining table during Noche Buena and the television was “channeled” to a Christmas mass by Father Orbos (me thinks it is! The mass in Channel 2…) His homily was quite long and very serious unlike his previous homilies where he would joke half of the time and of course, the other half would be serious.

My mom also shared something to her Marriage Encounter counterparts (waw, redundant) about the idea of Christmas.

That we should all be thankful with what we have and let us not dwell on the material things. She told every one that she’s willing to trade everything, all her material belongings, just so that all of her illnesses and sickness (es) will be gone from her body.

Me thinks the time of Advent is the time to count our blessings from the year that has passed. Let’s not settle much on what we don’t have and let us all be happy to what we currently have for we’ll somehow get those “dreams” one way or another; as these blessings will drop from our footstep without us even knowing it.

Our dream Noche Buena last year was to eat pasta and some fresh fruit for our salad. We got it this year. Two years ago, I was all alone in my home because my parents were in the hospital due to my father’s gout, and this year we are complete again in the household.

And I’m happy with all the family, friends, and new pips that are always there for they really give us strength every time we are down and troubled (and you need a helping hand… hehehe.)

Hopefully, this is the Christmas that I was looking for that I missed a few days ago…

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I was listening to Ted Faylon (by force) in the radio and he was interviewing Father Orbos. He informed the priest about some game show and the ‘question’ was “Nagtanong kami sa isang daaang tao kung ano ang totoong diwa ng Pasko o kung ano ang sumisimbulo sa tunay na diwa ng Pasko”.

There were ten answers in the board and none of them gave the answer “Jesus Christ”.

Maybe, we should try to go back and check the origin of Christmas. How about changing it to materialmas or giftmas or even moneymas?

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(ayun o. hindi talaga ako nagtataas ng bangko pero nakakalungkot nga naman kung yan ang mga naririnig natin ngayong Pasko. Kaya pala talagang ang lamig ng Pasko lately… o ako lang yun?)

Merry Christmas everyone!! (or belated...)

Of this should've been posted the other day.

So, it is not just entirely me.

I know people don’t really feel Christmas this year. Is it regarding the weather? Is it regarding the climate? How about the financial status or the political stability of our nation or maybe the economic crisis that is killing the whole world?

Or maybe it is in that certain feeling that makes Christmas just… well… meh (or ok or yeah or whatever it is that I don’t understand).

Oh yes, this is a boooring entry… Zzzz. Just like what i’m feeling right now.

Anyhoo, it is really hard to explain with what’s happening and with the gloomy Christmas that I am having (or for some people who are experiencing it too), I feel that I’ve only experienced a few artificial highs this month, one of which is Manny’s victory but that is so babaw. I’m sure it is.

Again, I can’t explain it. Is it safe to say that during Christmas people take advantage of other people such as those unscrupulous traders? Or the extreme traffic that has been caused by the numerous Filipinos who always cram regarding their Christmas shopping.

Or even the sickening voices of carolers who do it every year… stop caroling if you’re just in it for the money.

Or the people who ask “charity” from people in buses, jeepneys, malls, etc… and you very well know that it is just a form of scam.

And another artificial high is the MMFF week… where I might watch all the films including Magkaibigan and Desperadas 2 pordyosporsanto.

With all the negative crap that has been denouncing my positive faith. I will not back down. I will still say that I’m happy this month. I will still say that my friends and my family would not just give me that artificial high but would give me what the Christmas spirit is.

I will still feel that Christmas is the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ where he died on the cross and saved us from our original sins and even saved humanity in all aspects that you can think of.

And I will still be extremely happy that I really still have my family despite the nuances that I’m worried year after year after year.

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Oh well… It is really better to be a child during Christmas, artificial or not, they appreciate Christmas in any way possible.

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Hooray. Emo on Christmas.

Of nye.

Mukhang ako muna ay magpapahinga sa pag-iisip ng kung anu-anong kahibangan dito sa mundo ng Internet. Ako ay lubos na maraming ginagawa sa kasalukuyan datapwat ako pa din ay magsusulat araw-araw. Dahil yun ang pangako ko sa sarili ko. Ang gumawa ng kahunghangan araw-araw.

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Alas dos na halos y media ng madaling araw ngayon. Oo, as in now na. Pero naiisip ko pa din yung kinahinatnan nung pelikulang Annie Hall. Dapat talaga sila ang nagkatuluyan e. Kumbaga sa chienes na malupet, kung sila naman dapat para sa isa’t isa e di sila.

Pero ang gago naman kasi nung lalaki. Mahal naman pala nya yung babae kung ano ano pang mga kapapelan ang gusto nyang mangyari sa buhay. Ayan tuloy, tayong mga nanonood ay naipit sa takbo ng storya. Paksyet sya.

At epektib na epektib ang paggamit ni Woody Allen ng Breaking the… ano nga yun? Fourth wall yata yun. Yun bang, bigla nyang kakausapin ang audience kasi trip lang nya.

Parang choose your own adventure. Pero hindi ganun. Para lang.

Ay hindi, magulo na ko.

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Ngayon ko lang napansin na nasa line of 3 na pala ang kada-litro ng gasoline. Pero nagtataka naman ako ngayon, hindi yata nagbababa ng presyo ang mga pampublikong sasakyan.

O ako lang yata yun.

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Kung alam nyo nang mananalo kayong sigurado sa major prize sa isang patimpalak at alam nyong kayo lang ang sasali dun kasi hindi na interesado ang ibang mga grupo, gagalingan nyo pa din ba?

Wala lang.

Inaantok na ko. Ang chorva ng araw ko. Kasi naman because, kung sino man yung malakas kumontra kanina. Kakantahin yung Tagalog version ng Always Be My Baby ni David Cook.

Anak ng ewan kung sino man ang kumanta nun.

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At pangalawang anak ng ewan, bukas na pala yung sa JCL. Blech.

Of the Xmas breeze.

Ayan na… Christmas officially started two days ago. Grabeysious na ang lamig sa umaga. Wala na ngang ulan pero dyosko sa lamig ang pagkalamig-lamig na hangin at klima. Isa lang siguro ang pinagdadasal nating lahat na sana mas malaki ang mga singit at kili-kili natin para dun tayo kumuha ng kinakailangang init kung tayo ay nagsasariling sikap.

Napakahirap na ding umuwi dyosmiyo. At halos lahat yata ng kakilala ko merong Christmas party. Kesyo sa opisina man, sa bahay, sa kamag-anak, sa inidoro… kahit saan may Christmas party. Ang saya-saya naman kahit papano ng festivities dapat diba? Pero para sa kin parang may dark part pa din ang Paskong ito. Ewan ko ba, may nararamdaman pa din akong “insert Twilight Zone music here”.

(E baka naman drama lang yan ng buhay mo. E baka ganun nga, wag ka nang kumontra. Sinabi na nga ni Marian na hindi sya buntis, e di hindi! Kawawa pa din si Mama Karylle…)

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At ngayong Paskong ito, usong-uso ang mga paborito nating ginagawa para sa ating mga minamahal sa buhay at mga kaibigan. Yan ang pagpapakita ng ari ng lalaki sa kanyang mga kamag-anak kasi trip lang nya.

BWAHAHAHA.

Pero seryoso true-to-life to. Hindi ko naman sasabihin kung sino pero aliw na aliw ako sa nangyari. Ganito kasi yun…

Isang umaga nakakita ako ng private plurk… tapos ang sinulat nung babae, nawindang daw sya kasi may kaibigan daw syang pinakita ang ari sa kanya through webcam. Tapos nun, dedma-ers lang ako. E malay ko ba kung sino yun. Sabay nung umagang kinabukasan, may nag-ym sa kin. Nagso-sorry na hindi daw nya sinasadya yung ginawa nya… ay… hahaha… syempre hindi yan ang storya. Ang totoo may nag-hack nung ym nya at ayun, ang malas nung babae na sya pa yung kaisa-isang kakilala namin na nakakita nung phallic symbol na yun. Astig diba.

Nagkaharap silang dalawa kanina dun sa lakad namin. Ayun, humihingi yung babae ng damages dun sa lalaki. Ang depensa naman nung lalaki, hindi sya yun.

Pero para sa kin, ok na ok na nalaman ko yung istoryang yan. Gusto kong ipamahagi sa lahat na possible ito at mag-ingat kayo sa mga sinisilip sa webcam at baka kung gusto nyong maging maaga ang Christmas surprise nyo… e bahala na kayo sa buhay nyo.

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Dahil ang buhay na ito ay isang malupet na hardcore lamang.

At hindi ko trip tong Two For The Road ni Mama Audrey Hepburn. Hangkorni e.

Of St. Nick.

The idea of a Santa Claus always amuses me. Imagine a fat guy who wears bright red and who’s carrying a sack load of goodies and now, think of him without the red costume. What would you expect? Probably you’ll think of a fat and drunk magnanakaw. (natandaan ko kasi noong pinasok yung bahay namin, gumamit sya ng sako to hide our things. Odiba naman…)

Kidding aside, the Western world is full of imaginary people. Of course, I’ve mentioned the fat bastard err Santa Claus, then there’s the Tooth Fairy, Cupid, and the Boogeyman (this monster dances disco to the max. uyyy.. Boogie yun. Korni.)

And I’m just here to talk about Santa, I just felt like saying the paragraph above…

Actually, the idea of a Santa is fascinating. You can teach a lot of things that can easily be grasped by a young person. We already know that religion hones a child but, of course, we want someone or an idea that can be transparent whenever we’re teaching our children. And yes, Santa is a big help.

He knows when you are bad or good… That simple idea is actually big for a child. As it creates impact because you know that the child will receive something in the end (Christmas) if he/she is good the whole year. And it is another way of spoiling our child. Giving our children two gifts every December (kung birthday nya, tatlo na dapat!!!)

I remember the time when I really believed in Jolly old St. Nick. He was like a god during Christmas. He really rocked. And it was really nice that a stranger gives you something… even though you really don’t know this person. (ergo, we have a con here. Diba there’s a saying na don’t receive gifts from a stranger? Ay, ano? Don’t talk to strangers lang daw pero you can receive gifts from a stranger. Waw… strange…)

So, after spoiling the child every Christmas, you’ll eventually pop the real meaning of Christmas, telling the real story of Santa Claus that he is not real. And it teaches the young one about the acceptance of a loss. (at least mahahanda mo ang anak mo sa times na shocked sya, etc. Bata pa lang ready na.)

Though, I still don’t get it. Despite an entity like Santa Claus, why is it that there are a lot of children that are makuleet?

Aaahhh… I can’t answer that one. I’m not the Dalai Lama and stuff. I’m just here to react on immature things such as posting a whole topic on Santa Claus. (for God’s sakes, ilang taon ka na ba iho at si Santa Claus pa din ang gusto mong pag-usapan? E baka kasi may philosophical aspect pa din naman si Santa kahit papano. E hardcore pa din naman yun na tao. Imagine, every Christmas makakakita ka ng mga weird estante ni Santa. May sumasayaw, may nahuhubuan, may ewan. Wala na talagang magawa ang mga tao ngayon. Buti na lang talaga, Pasko na. Ang sarap pumunta sa mga sosyal na perya tulad ng Payanig sa Pasig at Boom na Boom.)

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(nagsasayang lang ng owras.)

Of more of this.

It seems that the Twilight crazees is not stopping… maybe for the next two to three years. Meyer is literally raking in probably a fair amount of money with her… uhm… masterpiece (I’m happy for her… yeah. Really.) And I might read the fifth part of the saga where fafa Edward strut his version of the story (syempre babasahin ko yun, every Meyer book is worth blogging. Pramis.)

Up until now, I still haven’t seen the movie. I am not entirely excited in watching it and the fact that I’m not even trying to buy or even touch a pirated version of it is something new for me (as I’ve seen the suckiness of all suckiness because suck is wub in anagram.)

The lead actors of the Twilight movie aren’t really role models. There’s the party-hard Rob Pattinson and the bong-using Kristin Stewart. So, in comparison with the HP wub, fafa Daniel Radcliffe just went naked. Wait, we don’t need any comparison here, Rob’s in HP4. So… nyeh.

Where am I going here?

Uhm… I really don’t know. It’s just Twilight is creeping to the masa crowd and I’m just getting scared by the minute. Vampires will be the latest fad in 2009. Vampires who are emo-ish…

And oh my God, if that’s the case then are we expecting the concert gate-crashing emo group who’re clad in goth now change their do into the Twilight attire? Will the emo hair and the all black will end up as passé and enter the coolness of the Cullen family?

No, wait. It is a big possibility BUT, as far as I can see, the Twilight Saga has only bitten mostly the female population and PROBABLY it might just end there.

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I was just walking along Mega when these two girls at my back were talking about something and I eventually heard the magic word, vampire. Thank God for my lightning quick walking power (I hover too like them) I was able to get away as far as I can.

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I got this one from http://joannaland.multiply.com/:

http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/books/omni/MEYERBOOK.pdf

(o… sa mga hindi nakaka-gets. Facebook yung style nya. Yun lang.)

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(pasensya na mga Twilight fans. I just can’t help it. Bwahahahaha. E kasi naman because, gusto ko nang magpahinga muna sa Twilight universe tapos ang usapan dun sa practice namin e Twilight pa din. Buti na lang natapos ko nang basahin yung mga books and I gave them my usual yuck answer. Yey)

Of your local b-movie guide.

This is one of your usual movie entries. I know this is getting boring already. But what can I do? This one for me is fairly interesting…

So, I bought the latest issue of FHM after seeing, ‘The Greatest Pinoy B-movies of all time”. For me, it always say, “Now, that’s something”.

Oh, make it The 21 Greatest Pinoy B-Movies for the FHM group.

And what’s a b-movie? Well, it’s a form of movie that is un-blockbusterish, cultish, weirded out, sucky, or some movie you can’t see in your nearest video city shop. Usually, they are hard to find movies because most of the time, nobody cares to watch them except for film students and film experts (and film lovers like me).

Oh, these are the same movies that made a name during the late nineties where vcd’s where the hit. These movies take a famous film title (i.e. Harry Potter) and then add a number at the end of the title (usually a +1 version). Sample is Anaconda 3, Saving Private Ryan 2, Kill Bill vol. 3, etc. I’m sure you were able to catch these sucky sequels... sadly.

And the list is:

For Your Height Only – It’s a widget James Bond Pinoy version. It stars Weng-weng, a 2’9’’ midget who became sikat in the early 80’s. Should we thank him because we got Mahal, Dagul, and Mura in the process?

Silip – A hardcore porn (or bomba flick) in the 80’s.

No Blood No Surrender – Who could forget Palito movies ala Rambo?

Anak Ni Zuma – A Zuma sequel.

The One-armed Executioner – A one-armed hero. Hooray.

Kapag Ang Palay Naging Bigas – Remember movies in the early 2000 where titles were long and naughty where it stars a lot of starlets and yeah, do we really care?

The April Boys: Sana’y Mahalin Mo Rin Ako – The April Boys are the Boyz.

The Bionic Boy – Taken from The Bionic Man err 70’s era. I’m not familiar.

They Call Her Cleopatra Wong – A female counterpart of James Bond.

The Impossible Kid – A Weng-weng sequel.

Trip Kita Type Mo Ba – A very bad movie that starred Earl Ignacio (remember him? Remember Tropang Trumpo?)

The Cory Quirino Kidnap – I guess most people remember this movie.

Huwag Mong Buhayin Ang Bangkay – I really can’t remember this film. Give us SRR or Halimaw Sa Banga instead.

W Is War – A hardcore violent film in the 80’s. Does this beat that boob-cutting scene in Ora Pronobis? I do hope so.

Kulay Dugo Ang Gabi and Ibulong Mo Sa Hangin – Gore movies in the 60’s.

Apoy Sa Dibdib Ng Samar – Remember Saging Lang Ang May Puso?

Patrolman – It won a Best Picture in MMFF.

Barok Goes To Hong Kong – Yoyoy, Tange, and Palito in HK. San ka pa?

Nights Of Serafina – Probably a Russ Meyer type of movie.

D’punks – Remember Bagets… punk’d?

I guess you have to borrow a copy or even buy one to check out the article as I can’t place the whole item in here.

Oh, you can check articles in the Internet too. And I’d probably venture in owning copies of some of the titles above. I just love B-movies. =)

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I suggest though that you just borrow a copy. This issue contains just two articles, one for Manny and the other is the one mentioned above. There is your usual FHM material but that’s about it.

Gah. Eez too boring.