I remember! I remember! (do you?..)

•October 4, 2008 • 2 Comments

While walking around the mall window shopping,  I sprung the same lines on the Demigod. His response… “wait… I know this …” And I was like, “of course you do”… after 5 minutes of naming several kid shows we eventually got sidetracked by how Barney’s “I love you, you love me” became one the most dreaded last song syndrome song *shivers* along with how the TeleTubbies goodbye song takes forever to end.. (*@$#!!!)

Going old school with this one and taking you back to those days when you didn’t have the ” 3-inch silk sandals with frilly shiny stones vs. a months worth of groceries” dilemma.

If you haven’t watched it (you’re totally missing out) .. please do. If you have kids, let them watch it … it’s a classic just like She-Ra, Thundercats( I used to be Chetara btw), Rainbow Bright and .. and … Transformers and My Little Pony … ahh … and G.I. Joe..  these are must-sees… critical to every child’s foundation for a totally genius brain.. (lookat mine!)


Breaking Tradition

•October 3, 2008 • 2 Comments

For the past couple of days I haven’t posted anything.  And yes I know I don’t really need to. It’s a me thing. I have about 5 drafts on going at the same time,started on different dates but it just doesn’t feel like the right time to publish any of it.  The other night I went through old journals and found out that when I go through my funk phase. I have no documentation whatsoever of what happened … or how I got through it… I saw a handful of snippets, prolly 1 paragraph… several lines then nothing.

I promised myself that when this time came … my year … (which would be 2 weeks from now) I’d do a lot more things that I thought I couldn’t.  My friend asked me earlier … what’s happening? I shrugged it off… and said I’m trying to be ok.  (and as you can see right now I still can’t directly write what’s bothering me) In hopes of breaking my emotional tradition (and prescribing my own therapy) here are some things that I don’t just do  normally, unless for a good reason.  

Yesterday I visited my friend’s booth in Megamall. Despite my financial state of calamity, I got a cab … just so because I was wearing my Nine West wedges and didn’t want to sweat.  I totally missed the huge-assed sign “Mega Trade Hall – Bicol Expo” because I was talking on the phone, getting directions from her (clearly, I wasn’t following them tho haha) and trying to run away from the marketing agents who were forcing me to sign up for god knows what.  When I finally got there I was treated to these wonderful cookies called “Hopia” they’re our version of shortbread buttermilk cookies. SOOOOOOO GOOOOOD I swear. Perfect with coffee. I got my dose of hugs from V then caught up with each others life updates. (mine was short … ahh sleep, clean house, look for job then play with my dog) an hour after listening to a girl belt out kundimans we said our goodbyes and I went home clutching 2 more cookies and a promising happier disposition.

Last night … I was reminded of dancing to Chris Brown’s “Forever” through singing it via Facebook. It was a duet too. haha … I also realized that there’s only about 6 dancing weeks untill D-day. 

I watched the great debate. I’m not big on politics. To me it’s always been a game of influence, strategy and power. Having to watch it through ACE eyes and ears… I couldn’t help but asses their communication strategy  – (yeah I used to this for a living which justifies my credibility besides it’s my blog you’re just reading it). I’ve read and heard about Palin’s lack of experience on so many high profile topics in American politics. And despite how little she might’ve known on everything…  she said something to that Joe dude…  ” Joe, there you go again pointing backwards again..blah blah blah”, hearing more of Joe’s arguments he was chanting that “Bush Admin” phrase way too much… so much that you tend to lose focus on what I think he should’ve put more oomph on… which were their action plans on how to fix what’s happening. You know when they say instead of saying Don’t Bang the door… say Please close it gently instead? Simple and trivial as that strategy is … it totally works. Because right now I wouldn’t be surprised if people thought about the current administration mingled with Palin’s “I’m just a normal middle class person who wants to give you the best people of the U.S.” Which she reiterated so many times directly and indirectly. She even quoted Regan. Which was a good play on her part .. yeah compare me to the President who had no political background but totally made it. I can’t be so bad. Which I think is her way of saying … you voted before America you can do it again! Hahahaha  Verbal volley at it’s best. If anything I applaud the both of them for having to go at it  and not turn it into a verbal blood fest. (well maybe just a couple of scratches here and there)

I have found my new love – cooking. I made grilled lamb steak and Asian noodles.  After eating my gourmet meal,  for a moment  I felt like a real chef.

Mid way through this post I scheduled a heart to heart with the current tormentor of my life.  And hopefully get all the bad stuff out of the way… so that we could move forward. I’m still in the process of having to decide whether this is a good thing .. or what.

Reading books in the manner of “reading it like how I would eat it”. Slowly and savouring the stories as oppose to just gobbling it up in one sitting. Finishing Eat, Pray, Love  and started Twilight. Both books are living up to their respective rave reviews. The prior containg the authors stories on  having to find a new life after giving up the old one while the latter boasts of a younger Anne Rice vampire tale.

Weirdest moment : Looked through my blog stats, totally surprised that I actually have views and that someone found my blog by searching : “marketing strategy for Lucky me Pancit Canton” hahahahaha

 To close this … Hey F … thanks for the inspiration today and for asking … 🙂


Any Given Sunday

•September 28, 2008 • 1 Comment

I would be perky and look forward to the new day. Then maybe hate it just for a second because the week is officially over. Today, I couldn’t feel a thing. No perky no hate either. It’s been like this for quite sometime.  Neither quiet nor loud just this. Why bother posting then? Because this is all new to me. I was reading through my old journals last night and found that most sundays there was always some form of anxiety or tenseness (if there ever was such a word). I’ve shared this with some friends and they’ve all given me their very biased opinions (which is what I wanted anyway). It’s good because – “you’ve been stressed for the last 5 years, everything you did revolved around work, you deserve a break”. It’s not so good – “because you’re hitting the point when you’re too comfortable with being a bum”. My retaliation? A non commital shrug plus a smile. (see? nothing.)  Just like blogging this is all very foreign for me.

And then maybe it’s because I running low on caffeine and nicotine… (breakfast of the champions)


“I’m not like a malansang fish noh!”

•September 26, 2008 • 2 Comments

I love being Pinoy. I do. I really do. However, when I took this test on FB on how Pinoy I was,  I failed miserably. Like 3x. Apparently I didn’t do enough Pinoy stuff … you know like pointing with your mouth, having 10 Sto. Ninos in the apartment, plastic on the remote and couch, less pasta and more Lucky Me instant Pancit Canton in the pantry, then the ultimate qualifier  having that infamous billiards dog tapestry. Yeah .. stuff like that. So what! Maybe I’m a minimalist when it comes to interior decorating (that or I’d rather spend my income on shoes than furniture).  

For those of you that know me and the work I used to do, you’ll understand why I couldn’t resist not sharing this. If I can’t be uber Pinoy in my house maybe learning how to speak it especially in the manner that’s deemed worthy by the classiest and prestigious of schools here, could get me a Pass on my 4th attempt. The rest? I recommend that a Flip  translator, preferably a graduate of either D’ Ateneo, DLSU (ANIMO!) or Assumption read this to you.

“Guidelines on Conyo-Speak” (Tried and Tested even for those who didn’t graduate in dem haughty ultra rich schools)

1.  Thou shall make gamit “make+pandiwa”.
ex. “Let’s make pasok na to our work!”
      “Wait lang! I’m making kain pa!”
      “Come on na, we can’t make hintay anymore! We have to yosi pa, you know?”

2. Thou shall make kalat “noh”, “diba” and “eh” in your pangungusap.
ex. “I don’t like to make lakad in the baha nga, no? Eh diba it’s like, so eew, diba?”
      “What ba: stop nga being maarte noh?”
      “Eh as if you want naman also, diba?”

3. When making describe a whatever, always say “It’s SO pang-uri!”
ex. “It’s so malaki, you know, and so mainit!”
      “I know right? So sarap nga, eh!”
      “You’re making me inggit naman.. I’ll make bili nga my own burger.”

4. When you are lalaki, make parang punctuation “dude”, ‘tsong” or “pare”
ex. “Dude, It’s so hirap, pare.”
      “I know, tsong, I got bagsak nga in quiz one, eh”

5. Thou shall know you know? I know right!
ex. “My bag is so bigat today, you know”
      “I know, right! We have to make dala pa kasi our Lappy eh!”

6. Make gawa the plural of pangngalans like in English or Spanish.
ex. “I have so many tigyawats, oh!”

7. Like, when you can make kaya, always use like. Like, I know right?
ex. “Like, you’re so quiet naman!”
      “Yah! They’re like sleeping na kaya so I have to like make bulong sa phone noh!”

8. Make yourself feel so galing by translating the last word of your sentence, you know, your pangungusap?
ex. “Kakainis naman in the LRT! How plenty tao, you know, people?”
      “It’s so tight nga there, eh, you know, masikip?”

9. Make gamit of plenty abbreviations, you know, daglat?”
ex. “Like, OMG! It’s like traffic sa LRT”
      “I know right? It’s so kaka!”

10. Make gamit the pinakamaarte voice and pronunciation you have para full effect!
ex. “I’m, like, making aral at the Arrhneo!”
      “Me naman, I’m from Lazzahl!”

Seasons 1-3 Recap + Season Four EP1 (spoiler) : “It’s my world and y’all just live in it.”

•September 25, 2008 • 1 Comment

“Everywhere I’m turning… nothing seems complete. I stand up and search for the better part of me…. ‘Coz I am superwoman… yes I am. Even when I’m a mess I still put on a vest with an S on my chest …oh yes, I’m a superwoman” 

Woudn’t it be so cool to have your life documented as a TV series? Your life. Your show. You can take your pick, there’s reality TV (Kardashians, The Comeback, It’s complicated) action-adrenalin hyper shows (Amazing Race, Iron Chef ) Drama driven primetimers (Grey’s Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, Gossip Girl) or Sherlock Holmish (CSI, Numbers, House).  

If my life were alive on the boob tube the Episode/Seasonal Guide would prolly read:

Season 1 piloted by Yagit, inspired by Heredero, Tabing Ilog and maybe even Analuna. Not to say that I had an abusive past, moreso it was ghetto living, with a strong sense of Pinoy family values that gave me and my immediate family the will (not to mention the stomach) to overcome the numerous dramas that leads to our eventual rise to middle class status for the season finale.  (Wow. So anticlimactic)

Season 2 opens with a happier and perkier Punky Brewster/Out of This World starter episodes. Then it gets crazy cool with Beverly Hills 90210, Saved By the Bell, Falcon Crest, Dynasty, and maybe the Twilight Zone on some occasions. What can I do? I was a teenager living in a religiously driven restrictive country! (Please note: I’ve never come across any show that would do justice to my 11 years of living in a ginormous sandbox, so these are the ones that came close to describing life in Arabia)  Anyhoo… this season closes the same way a teenager passes adolescence only better -without braces and with my virtue still intact.

Season 3 premiers with Dawson’s Creek drama, laced with Gossip Girl eventually transcending to Ally Mc Beal and The Practice.. ah yes  the corporate life where growing up went on OD (literally and figuratively) travelling or so it seemed in light years… the ratings however, took a deep dive as it got closer to the season ender. There was a whole lotta scandal, what with issues on new cast members and story re-writes. One in particular, who played “the villain” wanted an extended season and demanded “further development” on his character from Squid to GOD (it sounded more like a Demon role to me tho. Gosh..no wonder the writers went on strike). Exciting as it sounds, I don’t think a “Sex and The City meets Supernatural” storyline  would fly. Suffice it to say I decided to cancel my contract with that studio and go Indie instead.

And there is it –  my TV life in a nutshell.  Looking at the Nth edit – I noticed there was more action- drama than the supernatural. Not that I’m complaining. We had a couple good runs, even had our share of Emmys and Gawad Urians. I wouldn’t change any of it for the world. 

*sneak peek* 

Season 4 As my quest for a new studio continues, complex plots (even new characters) are being crafted and drafted as we speak.  We’re thinking make it more edgy … totally push the envelope for episode 1. Maybe a mix of Heroes with a new twist, Pushing Daisies and bring back a couple folks from the dead then segue to the classic SATC mode with just a hint of Will and Grace thrown in for effect. 

(Like I said .. work in progress)

 *If you think documenting your (mis)adventures via media is complicated… try having to come up with a working song list for the OST . Alicia Keys’ Superwoman takes the cake on how I feel at this point in my life*

Hello world can I disturbia?

•September 24, 2008 • 2 Comments

The first post started with hello world … self generated stuff  to see if it works. After 3 hours of trying to figure out which button works what, I finally get to write. Before the the sets of rants, raves, dramas and whatyas… I have to dedicate my first post (for the rest of my life) to BTH. Seriously.

Burn who is the wonderful creator and perpetrator of burnedbutawesome.com introduced me to this great bank of literary resource. His marketing strategy? “It’s available within your fingertips anytime and anywhere (even when you’re crapping)”. I have to say – I’ve never read a blog until his… or if I did I wouldn’t really know. I’m oldschool when it comes to my love of the literary world … need to feel the hardbound cover, smell the fresh *or molding* paper, flip pages, then of course leave the rest of the story to unfold in my brain. Blogs have *almost* the same feel … but instead of a hardbound cover you get to sip your coffee, scroll down, puff a cig then read on about the interesting (and sometimes disturbing) self-authored stories of real people while pinging, and even wiping your ass after you do your business . It’s a whole menagerie of funnies, musings, ho-hums, weird and weirder stuff that you can actually say … “OMG I’m not the only one who’s f*cked up” to relate to.

To BTH – one blog wouldn’t be enough to thank you for all that you’ve done and all that you are in my life.  I’m thinking I should set aside a special page for you to document our adventures. 

Hopefully my writing lives up to the amazing lives of people, places and other unconventionally funny experiences that I’ve both been blessed and cursed to witness.

 Oh P.S. –  Is there a T3 or a Manual on how to go about this? Guidelines and shit?