~ Tunayna Tunayn ~

The best time to write something personally efficient is your most convenient time of the day. For me, it has always been the wee hours of the morning. Despite me wearing some droopy eyes for the moment, I have to finish this one.

As Mister Procree Procrastination knocks on my back door.

Whatever that is.

For this year, I told myself that I should do something fairly different. All these years, I’ve been mukmuk-ing at home. As in year after year, it was sort of a vicious cycle of two years of mukmuk-ing and then getting a driver’s license. It felt like it ran for six years already.

And I just told myself to stop doing the same shit year after year.

So, for this year, I originally planned to go on a “backpacking” trip to the Quezon province. Asking my trusty consultant, that’s my mom for the incoherent in you, she told me that politics is bad in that area and I should stay home.

In fairness, she filed a sick leave and cooked morcon for me, which made me speechless. Thanks mom!

Going forward, I only had five days left for my so-called solo trip. And Mister Idea pooped este popped up and informed me that I should just do a quick tour… maybe in Corregidor.

And guess what? I did, I did do… do did… uhm… hhhmm… I opted to do the Corregidor Day Tour. It was fairly easy; I called up Sun Cruises, Inc. I paid two kiyaw via their BDO account and obviously, I asked first if they had an available trip last Friday. I ended up with the second trip, the 11 AM trip.

Here’s a minor pet peeve: if you know that the trip is 11 AM and you would just end up late, then that is just stupid and fucking stupid at the same time. I’m not making a big deal out of this, but still, we could’ve been early at that time.

It took us around an hour and a half for the sea trip. It was awesome because they were showing Titanic. Tangina joke lang. It could’ve been the saddest day of the year if that happened. Pakyu Leo and Cameron.

Once you get there, you ride this bus/jeep to the hotel. The best thing to do at this time of hour is to just chill. You can take a few pictures at the port and that should be it. Why? During the day tour itself, you’ll get to have a few minutes for the “most important” places in the island. Once you arrive in the hotel, you get to eat the food ala buffet.

I guess this is the only sucky part of the trip since I went alone and I had no one to make bantay my things but it was all cool actually since who would make pakelam my bad? No one of course; I look like a hampas-lupa, imho.

Oh, bring your own drinks. Do a computation for this one; a can of coke consists of sixty bucks each. Again, do the math.

Lunch felt like it took around thirty to forty five minutes. You have to be aware that you are in a day tour, if ever you’ll avail it.

First stop is the museum and the Pacific War Memorial. Our tour guide informed us that once a year something special happens there. Edward Cullen shines in that area. Seriously.

Then, the actual tour starts with the middle something something of the island and then the top part of the island. What to expect with the tour: you’ll get to see the different rubbles of the barracks and other buildings, awesome guns, cemetery, a lighthouse, makahiya and monkeys! Yes, you’ll see Mojo Jojo in that area. He’s not actually keen in taking over the world but you get the idea.

It’ll be nice if you see two monkeys and Ruffa Gutierrez’s mother side by side by side. Go figure.

And then, for a hundred and fifty bucks, you’ll get to pass through the Malinta Tunnel. They have this light and sound show. Again, you shouldn’t expect much in this show and instead try to be a true blue Filipino and listen and feel the show because what you’ll experience in that demonstration is the life of people during the war.

After the Malinta trip, you’ll proceed back to the ferry.

Now, I’m not actually good with history but I’m interested with our history. I believe that this is a good trip for us Filipinos. The feeling of happiness, due to the trip, and sadness, due to the history, is overwhelming. I was on the verge of crying every time I hear the words genocide, dead, and death.

I don’t know. Maybe it was just me. And maybe, it was the love for this country.

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Yes, I spent my 29th birthday alone on a supposedly grim island. It was all worth it.

And I’d like to thank all the people who greeted me via the radio, tweeter, SMS, facebook, plurk, e-mail, and personally (may nakalimutan ba ko?). You guys made my supposedly ordinary day extraordinary. This one’s for the books and I won’t forget it.

~Day Por ~

= DAY 04 – A SONG THAT MAKES YOU SAD =

This is the only song that makes me teary-eyed whenever I hear the “parent” part.

I love the message of this song.

I’m a sucker.

~ Day Tri ~

= DAY 03 – A SONG THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY =

I originally thought of Vanessa Carlton’s A Thousand Miles but I ended up using this one due to some issues with pop and unknowns in this country. I opted for the latter.

I also thought of Tanya Markova’s Picture Picture but the video below outweighs Picture Picture.

So There.

~ Day Tu ~

= Day 02 - YOUR LEAST FAVORITE SONG =

I hate this group.

No, really. I just can't find it in my heart to say, "this group is uber-awesome." The moment I hear this every time someone sings this videoke-ally. I immediately think of dark thoughts, I try to think on how many ways I can kill the songer with the use of the materials around me.

Such pleasure.

~ Day Wan ~

= Day 01 - YOUR FAVORITE SONG =

I am such a sucker for "rap" lyric-ized songs and every time I hear this. It makes my heart go goo goo ga ga. Or something in that sense.

Well, not really.

This is one of my favorite songs. I know it is pop but this is my list. Create your own so that I can judge yours. Right?

~ Thirty Songs ~

Here’s a very good thirty-day waste of time thingie that you can do.

Come on.

Ninety percent of Internet-related activities are usually a waste of time.

Anyhoo, you can try this one out:
day 01 - your favorite song
day 02 - your least favorite song
day 03 - a song that makes you happy
day 04 - a song that makes you sad
day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 - a song that reminds of you of somewhere
day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event
day 08 - a song that you know all the words to
day 09 - a song that you can dance to
day 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep
day 11 - a song from your favorite band
day 12 - a song from a band you hate
day 13 - a song that is a guilty pleasure
day 14 - a song that no one would expect you to love
day 15 - a song that describes you
day 16 - a song that you used to love but now hate
day 17 - a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 - a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 - a song from your favorite album
day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry
day 21 - a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 - a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 - a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 - a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 - a song that makes you laugh
day 26 - a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 - a song that you wish you could play
day 28 - a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 - a song from your childhood
day 30 - your favorite song at this time last year

[a meme found from love & zombies]

I got this from a friend. I’ll start with this one today; I’ll do it on a separate post.

Because of the first amendment, whatever that is.

~ Kantahang Abril ~

Ito lang ang masasabi ko, bakit ba nagdadatingan yung mga ito ngayon.

Akalain mo mayroong ganito, may grupo ng mga mang-aawit sa darating na ika y kinse ng Mayo.

Ang mga kakanta lamang ay sina jUjU (na katutugtog lang nitong nakaraan), Dianang Hari (siya yung kumanta nung Mahiyaing Lalaki at Ako’y Magsalita ng Maikling Dasal), Sanggol na Hinampas (siya yung kumanta nung Asuka Asuka), fRaNkIe J (siya yung kumanta ng Adeek at Sobra Pa Sa Salita), Gabing Madaling Araw (sila yung kumanta ng Maglagay Ng A-tulo Sa Ala-alang Masaya at Ako’y Mamamatay Kung Wala Ka), at sWv (sila yung kumanta ng Mahina at Nandito Ako / Taong Kalikasan).

Pero hindi pa natatapos iyan, may balita na tutugtog din daw dito ang bandang Yung-Sa-May-Harap-Ng-Sasakyang Pag-aamin.

Sabayan niyo ako sa pangalan ng banda muli, madali lang namang tandaan, Yung-Sa-May-Harap-Ng-Sasakyang Pag-aamin.

Ayan. Sila yung nagpasikat ng mga kantang Mga Kamay Binaba, Nakabawi, at Nanakaw. Ito talaga gusto kong mapanood. Peksman. Ang link, http://blog.edarevalo.net/dashboard-confessional-live-in-manila-2010/ .

Syempre, nandyan pa ang Luha Para Sa Kinatatakutan na gusto ko ding panoorin.

Nakakagulat din at nagpunta dito yung Nilagang’er Anak-Ng-Senior. Iba ang dating nung grupong yun. Sa huling balita ko, itong “boyband” na ito ay mayroong singkuwentang este labing-tatlo yatang myembro. Akalain mo.

Nanonood nga ko nung Jimmy Fallon kanina at nakita ko doon si Justin Bieber. Aminado na ko na malupet sa talento ang tomboy na ito. Saludo ako sa kanya. Pero sana naman babae yung gamit niyang pangalan. Hindi naman dapat ikahiya na kahit papano babae pa din naman siya. Justina Bieber na lang sana ang ginamit niyang pangalan. Astig yun hindi ba?

May gusto din akong sundan na pauso o pagsasayang ng oras, gusto kong gawin yung Tatlumpung Araw Ng Pag-aaksaya Ng Oras. Mukha namang astig e. Hehe.

At tatapusin ko na lang itong isinulat ko sa isang MTV ng paborito kong banda: Ako Ang Iyong Itay.

~ Three De ~

I should always remind myself to check on the grade/score/whatnot (I’m missing words right now, I am very sleepy) of a film before I lash out two hundred and fifty bucks. I never knew that watching a 3d film can be both exciting and a let down at the same time.

If I remember it correctly, the last 3d film I saw was The Adventures of Lavaboy and Sharkgirl or whatever the title was. The glasses that we got were a little bit ancient. Do you remember the time where they sell these paper and colored cellophane 3d glasses in the palengke? Yeah, SM gave out those glasses to that Whaleboy film. Come to think of it, the boy in that film looked like a wolf in a very bad film that consists of a bulimic and an anemic.

Lo and behold and thanks to the wonders of the mind of James Cameron (tangina) he was able to reprise the decades old idea of 3d viewing. And every film outfit is joining the freakin’ bandwagon.

So, I was able to grab a few trailers and I was sodomized este awesome’d by the sheer 3d goodness of Shrek four or Shrek 3d or something old, something new from the makers of they-stole-the-color-from-Incredible-Hulk. It was awesome. It is as if the creatures were just right there, in front of you. Yes, even the eyes of Puss and Donkey’s tongue.

Enter Clash Of The Titans film. With my great emancipation este anticipation I waited for around twenty minutes for any awesome 3d scenes. The Olympus scene entered, highly stupid sparkling Zeus scene. Then, the scorpions came, no luck. An obviously CGI-made Medusa scene came, still no luck. And the fuckin’ Kraken scene, Kraken-ng-ina naman, where’s the awesome 3d scene or scenes, if you want to be pluralized about it.

Now, if you remove the 3d glasses, the film would still be useless. With the entire red and blue outline. So, I tried to watch the film in all its 3d glory, or whatever they want to call it.

It was such a let down. We should’ve listened to our co-worker, “mas ok yan sa 2d, pwede nga din sana kung basahin niyo na lang yung script. Ganun din naman.”

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Next, wtf-Sam-Worthington. Here’s my take on that man. He is becoming typecast on films. If they are going to do a live version of Ferngully, expect this one folks, they’re going to cast the bida of that film made only for Sam Worthington.

Again. Wtf.

… which brings me to the idea that this year seemed a little bit of mythology, here and there; I swear, mythology is really cool. There are more to Percy Jackson and Clash Of The Titans. I’m just happy that they are trying to revive the wonderful world of old school awesomeness. I do wish people who saw these films would at least try to do a little bit of reading or research. They don’t need to be scholars in the subject; at least a familiarization of the idea is good. I always wanted to do a whole year of mythology reading. I just can’t find the time yet. I’m mytholotired e.

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And where’s the freakin’ boob shot? So there.

~ Hhm Weh ~

I saw the word Perth and I immediately looked for its definition in the Internet.

The definition varies from one meaning to another. We have it as the state capital of Western Australia or it is a constituency of the Scottish Parliament.

Warning: an absolutely distasteful pun is up and about.

Now, Perth is actually here. We are in it actually. It is near Pars and the one near it is Pupiter. We have our starting point, calling it Pun (see, I told you there’s a pun in this pun) and near it is Percury.

Then, we have Penus.

Right.

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So, keber mo ba kung ano ano mga pinagsusulat ko dito?

You don’t know what keber is?

It is as simple as this. You call out people and create a straight line. Face ninety degrees to the East. Shout “5 4 3 2 1” then you say “KEEEBBBEERR ster.”

Duh.

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Ay, wala na kong magawa sa buhay.

Orly?

~ whip crack ~

So, I saw three instances of butt-cracking viewer ship in a span of > five days.

> five days is less than five days for the nincompoop in you.

And I am sure the word butt-cracking caught your attention. For your sake, here’s more:

BUTT-CRACK
BUTT-CRACKIN’
BUTT-CRACKING
BUTT-KRAKEN

No, really, the butt-crack story is true.

I went to a resto somewhere in the Philippines (someone informed me that I should be surely safe with my blogging, here you are biatch) and the moment we opened the door and entered the premise, there it was, a big butt with a long butt-crack full of glory. I mean come on; you’re in a freakin’ restaurant. I think it is in the handbook of the restaurant guide for your co-passengers este co-eaters that you have to cover any uncompromising view.

To end this in a discriminatory tone, “eh panget naman yung babae, she has no right to show her butt-crack.”

(sabi nga ng friend ko, piggy bank daw yun, dun yung butas para lagayan nung coins. Aba, aba, uso pa pala yung lumang dalawang pisong barya)

The other two butt-crackin’ with whippin’ on the side story is not that important. One gives us a TMZ story of Jennifer Lopez’s butt-crack and the other, a scene in the film City Slickers.

So, that’s butt-crack and lickers in one paragraph. Meyn. Eww.

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I ended up doing this shizzit is due to the incorrigible insomnia-tic slap I got and I really can’t sleep. I ended up watching MYX. I was trying to catch a glimpse of the music video of the song Picture Picture and I ended up with MYX’s daily ten.

Shit. Full of K-pop, a Miley, and a Bieber (as one of the MYX DJ’s term Biebericious is not amusing at all). I am just thanking our cable provider that whenever I am “surprised” with the next music video, I can easily change the channel to JACK TV showing me insightful and respectful albeit exaggerated news from TMZ.

Which comes into mind, who’s your favorite TMZ persona or personnel?

(duh. You don’t need to tell me their names. Yung description lang. Except for Harvey Levin. Syempre nandun yung surfer dude, yung kulot na 90 percent suave ang punch line, yung fatty na spike yung hair, yung babae sa tabi usually ng hamba ng mga cubicle na medyo matapang yung dating, and yung naka-geek glasses na bobba.)