Of bad happiness.

I know this post will be my karma. I think I’ll be able to accept that because somebody has to say it.

Or actually nobody’s really interested with this type of subject. In short, wala lang.

I’m not really the type of person who’ll enjoy the misery of others. I switch channels whenever America’s Home or America’s Funniest or whatever home video TV shows televises people whom accidentally (or un-accidentally) hurt himself or herself. I just find it in bad taste.

Imagine the countless videos of flying objects hitting the crotch of a man. If I want to see this kind of scene, I’ll just switch it to Jackass anytime. At least, these guys do it for money.

But sometimes, I just can’t stop watching some foreign shows (or even local ones) that showcases the true Shudanprudan (it’s Schadenfreude, you freud errr prude. It is German and it means enjoyment taken from the misfortune of someone else. Or if you’ve seen Avenue Q, you’d probably bypassed this paragraph already… too late).

A friend one said that those shows are sinful. But I just can’t stop watching their misery. Or misery produced by the show to the person. For example, TMZ, this group of people is really selling their souls to the devil. Try watching an episode and you’ll see. They just don’t make fun of people. They love putting them into bad situations and insult them behind their backs (meaning, the ignorant celebrity doesn’t even know that he’s being featured in their website, etc.)

And that is their job. And they have the “right” because they are the paparazzi (paparazzi my a**).

But I love watching the show and I’m sorry. And I have a new addition to my viewing list. There’s this show The Dish with this lady who, for me, is I’m not actually sure if she’s trying hard to make some punch lines but sometimes she gets the job done.

Going local, I’m really happy with channel 2’s decision to suspend that Cristy Fermin. I just can’t stand it whenever she looks at the camera and tells every one that she’s righteous and such. Wtf (as in watdapak talaga).

And she deserves it.

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It’s like I’m so affected with these things. I mean these things are more important that the almost-collapsed Wall Street, the still pricey gas prices and our society in general.

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And what’s up with Alfie Lorenzo? If Juday is his only alaga then he’s in big trouble. Juday might look for a new manager.

Of none only.

Just months ago, and I couldn’t believe the news actually, some foreign news compared John Travolta and Zac Efron. I believe this was due to that Hairspray movie. Even John said that he sees himself with Zac when he was at that age.

Wrong.

In all honesty, movies nowadays have become tame and lame. Let’s try to compare Grease and HSM.

Oh no! Not another HSM entry. (hindi ka pa ba nagsasawa???? Hinde.) This is due to the fact that HSM3 is just weeks away. Yey! More Zac-mmy (it’s a mix of Zac and yummy) goodness. We’ll have more uhhh by Vanessa or Ashley. Or we’ll have the wonderful presence of that young metrosexual guy. It’s Lucas Gabriel… Gabrielle? Gabrielle Lucas? Boo.

Let’s start first with how movies had transitioned during those two decades (Grease is in the 80’s, right?). Let’s say that Grease was made in the 80’s (as I’m not a martial law baby so I can’t answer this one… really) and in actuality movies in the 70’s have this sexual revolution. That’s why uber-hardcore movies were made in this era. There’s this African-american blaxploitation movie Badassss (the title is surprisingly long and I can’t seem to remember it) and the hardcore cannibal movie Cannibal Holocaust.

Enter 80’s, sexual revolution is dying down because disco is dying (enter song: Coz I was dying inside to hold you…). And connecting these crap to what I’m saying, Grease had some songs that aren’t child friendly. Like this line in the Grease Lightning song, “You know that I ain't bragging she's a real pussy wagon”. I’m absolutely sure that if you’ve seen this line in Breaking Free, you’ll surely say, “What the eff is happening with Disney, they are the dope.” Or something in that sense.

So, please no comparisons. There are a hundred more reasons why both movies and actors are not the same. The biggest thing of course is the decade the movies were shown.

Imho, Grease is a cool movie and HSM is just full of girls who picture themselves nude and share it in the Internet, full of girls who have nose jobs, and dancing guys who looks like they aren’t really guys at all.

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I didn’t really like Grease much though.

I’m happy with Sound of Music na lang…

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Don’t you love blog posts where you haven’t slept for thirty-five hours already and your just blabbing things left and right?

I’m just happy right now that I’m watching Dogma. Jay and Silent Bob rules!

Of wow again.

Confessions of an impulsive buyer:

*All conversations are pure-monologue-ish and inside the brain-ish as if the person is talking-ish then a problem might persist-ish*

“I’ll be going to St. Francis today. I have to buy one cup of rice. I think I would just spend a mere fifteen pesos at max for that cup of rice. No biggie. Add probably a fruit juice drink of something without cola or caffeine. I want to drink healthy for today.”

Left the office and left the office building. Crossed the street. Found Podium.

“Oh gosh. It is really hot today. Might as well pass through Podium. They have a kick-ass air-con. Besides, I believe I have to buy some blank Cd’s.”

Went to the fifth floor and dropped by CD-R King.

“I think I need a few Cd-R’s and some Lightscribes. I need to get that Citizen Kane burned in a disc. Archiving issues”.

After buying the blank cd’s, went down a floor and found Astrovision.

“Hhhhmmm… I’m almost finished with my work. I am just going to BROWSE for videos.”

Enters video store.

“Ooohh! Queen Christina. That’s Greta Garbo. I know I have to buy this because just last night I was browsing the 1001 movies you have to watch before you die and found that title there. I knew it. I have to buy it.”

Grabs Queen Christine.

“I know I’m finished with my work. Might as well browse the whole store too… Wait, I know the last time I went here I was looking for Streisand’s Funny Girl. I’ll ask the counter later when I pay this movie I’m holding… Oooohhh! Sixty peso Vcds! I want to watch The Avengers. I haven’t seen this one. Uma Thurman and a Fiennes. And Goodfellas, as far as I can remember I haven’t seen this one too. And oh my God! Thx 1138. Finally found a copy. Sweet… And I think I have to pay these. My stomach’s grumbling.’

Pays the CD’s to the counter and asks for the Funny Girl DVD. Stock is still not available. Finally leaves the Podium and did a quick buy for a cup of rice and large cup of fruit drink in St. Francis.

Yes, 330 pesos for a cup of rice.

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Have you seen this in Yahoo News?

Check out this article: http://videogames.yahoo.com/feature/gamer-juggles-over-30-warcraft-characters/1255554

Dang. Wow-ddict talaga.

Of some churvanesses.

I’m feeling it too…

I feel two hands lurking up my chest and my behind… err… that’s too graphic. Change topic…

What I meant was, I’m feeling the air of tiredness too. After a depressing Friday last week, an air of tirey-tirey (let’s call it this way because it is cute. If I only use tirey then it feels like I’m in America’s Next Top Model. I swear you’ll punch me if you guessed the punch line) loomed the mid-October month. I’m not sure why, I have a guess. This is due to those melamine-infested foods that we ate and now the nanomicrobes inside those melamine products were triggered and gave all our brains the tirey-tirey sense of being. (talk about geeky…)

Or not.

It’s October, we all just want our November to come. Mr. November can help most of us due to the holidays that will be given to us. Though, in a contradicting matter (and I’m sure), November is also the month, or start of the month, in buying gifts for our loved ones (and our enemies with enema) this coming Christmas.

And we’ll also experience the tirey-tirey number of people who’ll roam the malls, the streets, the red box, and the lmatian aso (sorry. Pinilit na pun. Or pun de pinilit. Like this one two. Wow, I’m on a gulong.)

I’m not in the mood to create solutions right now. All I can say is wait for Twilight the Movie and High School Musical Three the movie (and hey, have you seen the Bollywood version? Bwahahaha?) At least something will be discussed again. Today’s movies aren’t really highlight-ish so the best that you can do is to get those movies in the dibidi stores. I suggest Step Brothers and Psych the series. Promise, it is funnable or funny for you stereotypes.

Oh, I posted this because I really am exhausted physically. I just had my 48-hour weekend support last weekend (bwahahaha). I’m waiting for my VL subsidy that I don’t know how I’ll get it. I need to gain five vacation leaves this month.

Even that Harry and Paul thing didn’t surface much. People are just too tired of prostate-ing errr protesting.

And there’s no MGB Halloween Ed to watch at the end of this month. We’ll end up with Mel and Joey instead. And any shows where Cristy Fermin’s face is showing. Enough for that Halloween treat.

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I’m currently listening to an all dance playlist. Songs range from the seventies to the early 2k.

And this doesn’t relate to you in any way possible. As if you really care. And as if I really care in what you’re thinking right now.

Oh yeah, I’m such a biiiatttcchhh.

Forgive me; I have PMS, Pang Menstruation Sa lalaki.

(At akala nyo kayo lang…)

Of Molly's color.

If Bayani wins the presidency he can give us this:

*Y’all, this is the Malacanang Palace, Pretty in Pink version.

* I got tired on painting the palace more pink-ish but you get the point, right?

* Check out the image on the water, it’s white and it’s magic!

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I got this text message from an emo friend. Yes, it is somekinda bastos, please care bear with moi.

Text say: Dept. of Health Warning: All men are advised not to suck Chinese girls’ breasts as their milk may contain Melamine! Iwasan ang boobs ng chinita! Pls pass…

Just last night (this happened the other night, as I usually create blogs in advance sometimes) our batch-mate in the office had his last day and I relayed to him this text message.

He immediately replied, “May sakit na pala ako sa bato.” (or something in that sense. I really can’t remember the exact words).

So, to the batch’s Master Vader, you’ll be missed.

The following had left us already namely Ruselle torpe, Rio’ng palengkera, BOS Beejay, Ice ang babaeng tunay na bastos, and Miko the sharpshooter all left us already. There are five of us in our batch and who’ll be the last survivor? (Abangan…)

Dinner this week pips.