Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Today, May 29

Ginalit na naman ako ng very recent arch enemy ko sa mga kuda niya on the trail ng controversial na FB post. Pero dahil sinabi ko na in my previous post na hindi na ako kukuda unless he/she answers question number 4. 

Hindi ko na binasa. At ayoko nang basahin para hindi na uminit yung ulo ko. Nakakasama pa din ng loob pero I think ok na yung ganun. Nakamove on na kasi ako. 

Yung main person involved, bilang itong kuda ng kuda eh wala naman talagang kinalaman sa kwento, ay pinadalhan ko ng PM sa FB. Nagsorry ako sa kanya at sa nanay niya if it came out differently. But hindi ako nagsorry for saying what I think. Hindi ko pwedeng ipagsorry kung ano ang feelings ko. Sinabihan ko din sya na iexplain naman ng maayos at sana magkaroon sya ng bayag na sabihin ang konteksto ng lahat ng ito. Yun na. Palagay ko, sapat na yun. 

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Ang hirap tumahimik. Sa totoo lang. Para sa isang warlang katulad ko, sobrang effort nito. Pero natutuwa ako sa mga kaibigan at nagmamahal na nagpapayo na minsan nga mas galit pa sa kin. Sapat na yun. Move on na. 

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Yung rape joke ni Vice Ganda against Jessica Soho. Initially, naooffend ako kay Vice. Not that my opinion will matter pero dahil may Twitter ako, sayang naman ang chance kumuda. 

Foul, sa palagay ko yung joke. Yung magpatawa ka sa expense ng ibang tao, sa mga kakulangan at kapangitan nila, di maganda. At yung isyu pa ng rape, na pati yung Gabriela eh warla na din. Sana mas naging sensitibo siya. 

Sa kabilang banda, komedyante si Vice. Oppressive yung humor pero yung ang nakagawian nating humor-- may sakitan, anjan yung mahaba yung baba, pango, bungi, maitim-- yun ang kultura ng komedya sa atin. Kung sino man ang nagpauso nian-- oh well wala na ding sense sisihin. Pero yun na tayo. Matagal bago baguhin yun. 

Sapat na sigurong magsorry siya kay Jessica kung naoffend man niya. Tas move on na. Nasabi na niya yun eh. 

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Nasalang ako sa mainit na daily call kanina sa office. Andaming beses kong nanganga. Hindi ko alam kung paanong sasagot at isasagot kaya wala akong nasabi kundi fillers. 

Numero numero at numero palagi. Laging base sa numero at mga factual events dapat. Hindi dahil sabi ni ganito o feeling ko kasi ganyan. Note to self yun. 

At pagtapos ng lahat, nasabon man sa meeting dapat agad-agad magmove on na. Kasi baka bukas ganun ulit. Madadagdagan na naman yung mga sakit sa dibdib. Baka mabreakdown and cry nalang. 

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Happy Hamburger Day daw pala sabi ni Kitty ;)


*larawan mula sa Hello Kitty FB Fan Page

Rages, Word Wars and Question Number 4

This post, for some reasons, eh nabura sa Facebook wall ko. If it was reported or whatever, I'm glad I saved it in my notes. I shall of course tell the context of this in a separate blog, para hindi naman unfair dun sa mga involved. But for now, eto na muna. Andami kong natutunan sa experience na to.

Para sa former colleague ko, who sadly and gladly is not on my Facebook list, Mr Salgado, who said this: "Iskolar ng Bayan yan (ako), pera natin ang pinambayad sa tuition nian kaya dapat matuto syang rumespeto."

1. Thank you, Sir for paying your taxes so I, along with million other Iskolar ng Bayans could go to UP and subsidize our education. That may be true but that too doesn't make me your slave. And please note too, that my parents are tax-paying individuals as well. But hell yeah, thank you again Sir. 

2. Your so called taxes that paid my education allowed me to learn to react to things objectively. We do not just sit and accept whatever is fed to our mouths. When negotiations aren't enough to fix the existing dysfunctional process, we bring our battles to the streets and  clamor until we get the attention of whom we are addressing it to. But we never criticize their color, or their educational background, or how they look-- your taxes paid our tuition to teach us that it is the issue that we must attack and not the person. Unlike what you guys did to me. 

3. I only apologize if I know I had lapses, if for some reasons, the way I communicated my stand on issues offended other people, but I will not apologize for my beliefs and my stand. That is who I am. 

4. Last and my ultimate question, remind me again bakit ikaw ang nagrereact ng ganyan kaintense sa comment ko na nga? Kung yung mismong taong kausap ko almost had no reaction to the comment. Lawyer ka teh? Hindi kaya dapat ikaw at hndi ako, ang gumawa ng sariling social networking site kasi hindi mo matake that people react to your thoughts? Pero hindi nga kasi ikaw yung kausap ko di ba? So what's with the rage? Why the intense reaction? ;)

This is the end of it. Hanggat hindi mo nasasagot yung pang-apat kong tanong, your argument is invalid. 

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Thank you Mama

To Mama-- thank you for always reminding me that the world is ruthless and dangerous  but it should not keep me from knowing that it is beautiful and I should enjoy it; to fasten seatbelt while on the frontseat; not to extend my arms or my head in the bus' window while on field trip, count my bags and my things during campings, and that afternoon siestas are important. Thank you for teaching me the ABCs and "giraffi" (giraffe). Thank you for keeping me safe and for giving me enough freedom so I can learn things on my own-- even occasionally get wounded in the process. Thank you for letting me choose and lead the life I want, and for washing my clothes. 

I do not know anyone in the world who better explains, without even trying to, what unconditional love is. 

Someday, I will write a book about you. And that's when I will finally become famous like I told you, some 20 years ago. 

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Standards, Mediocrity and Free Shows

I was speaking to the owner of Club Mwah earlier and he was discussing a grand plan for a show-- hydraulics, lights, stage design and the whole thing. Concept so grand and beautiful and of course expensive, that we cannot afford. He politely declined my suggestion to alter some of it so it would fit the budget we have. 

2 things I have learned from this encounter: 1. Never ever compromise your standards; mediocrity is inexpensive but also tasteless; Art is expensive; it takes a lot of effort to perfect it, so do not haggle (not that we tried to haggle)

For that, I get to watch a Club Mwah show tonight. For free. Teehee.