Old Filipinos Do What Should Be Left To The Vacuum

Oh, is that the guy who killed the villain after

hours of a cheezy conversation in the movie?

He's a senator

God Bless the Philippines.

I despise Filipino action movies and now I have to suffer listening to their dialogue until my ears retire. All thanks go to (drumroll) my co-dweller (not Bon) who can't understand any language from a country which produces quality one and a half hour films.

For those of you who define nationalism as clinging and swallowing every showbiz product of your own nation, stop reading or else this would break your heart.

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Why do I hate Filipino action movies so much? The reason is that they have dialogues which are supposed to deliver quality human emotion to the viewers but instead, they bring sphincter dysfunction that make you vomit your intestines out. How would you feel if a killer speaks to his should-be victims in language like, "Dala ko ang sasakyan mo pa-empyerno"?

If you ask me, I felt less human because the only justification I can find is this: The movie writers think that our South East Asian minds can be entertained by poorly written scripts with catch lines older than Erap and jokes cornier than corn molecules itself.

Haven't you noticed? Filipino movies are so rare nowadays? Maybe the Filipino line of thought became quality over time.

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The Population Post

Photo from here

We have a new lesson in Health and its sex. Doesn't sex remind you of population? And solely because of the ability of the verb/noun/?adjective (eg. you look like sex)? sex to remind me of population - I'm going to blog about it. (FYI: I'm really not comfortable in the sex education class. I'm still a traditional conservative Filipino.)

Even The Sales Team Is Generic: The Peasants of the CD-R King

Cd-r King is like heaven to me. Every time I go inside their store, I feel high. Looking around the yellow themed space with gadgets at very low prices. The store makes you feel you can buy anything it sells. But whats the matter with the sales people? They look like vegetables lying around my geek haven. They all are slow and have a knack at annoying the customers.

I was to buy a laptop cooler and earphones (My old one were too big for my ears. Its either the earphones grew or my ear lost weight). The cooler was at Php 180 and the earphone at Php 90. The prices were incredible so I got a priority number. After 10 minutes, number 39 was called out and I was entertained. After telling the woman what I wanted, she hurried off and she took all my needs from their shelves. Everything was easy going until...

Video That Made Me Laugh For More Than 5 Minutes Award

I searched this on Youtube because my friend told me all about it. I may have been to young to watch TV during those times so I can't really remembering seeing anything of this sort... Hahahaha....

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Coexistence does not exist

Let's hear Christine's(happyslip) thoughts on spider encounters

I have a fear of spiders. It started out when I was a young child of about 10 years old. I was a gigantic fan and sought after event organizer of spider duels on barbecue sticks. Everyday at our terrace, I would congregate a crowd of children my age (plus minus 9) for the spider duels. There was no monetary betting but the sight of your fighter dying under the opponent's 8 legs and 2 fangs is emotional torture. I was so addicted to the arachnidal wrestling that I even ask several peers to catch spiders for me. They would immediately oblige (I was like a king back then). My parents were also giving maximum support that my spider case was even made by the top carpenter in the vicinity. Pacquiao has boxing to dominate, I had the daily spider duels to rule.

Happy Friday the Thirteenth!

Today is November 13, 2009 and its Friday. Its Friday the Thirteenth. The time were evil spirits squeeze out from the cracks where they live on happy days, armed to bring bad luck and fate. Wear protective gear and sunscreen, skin cancer is in sight. Don't let the children play at night. Its 2009, the spirits now know kidnapping.

Actually, Friday the Thirteenth is not a really bad day. Records show accidents are significantly lower during this day because everyone around the world suddenly becomes more careful. They don't drive, they don't go out at night, they don't hang around where danger lurks 500 meters away. And for people who celebrate their birthday today spend less because less people will come in accordance, the frequency of acute diseases over tons of lechon and low density lipoproteins also go down.

You see the power of human statistics? It can battle even the oldest of traditions.


Did you have a nice Friday?

Simulation Games 2009: Oh, look, PNP is doing something

I just saw our police on TV. The people who were supposed to protect the commoners were rolling around the streets like bowling pens. They look funny when you don’t know what they were doing. They were like role-playing, the James Bond way. Actually, they were under training. Not for travelling large distances or chasing cars in pursuit by tumbling down a cement road but they were simulating a high-risk kidnap situation, midday and in the middle of the entertained public. How realistic.

Did you know, our PNP has their own website? Of course it can't protect you from criminals, etc. But who cares? Its the new government agency fad.

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Photoshoot Tomorrow

I hope I can take something like this for tomorrow. A natural pose, a nice DOF and diffused light.

Tomorrow I’m going to take portraits of the scholars who made it into the Director’s List for the Recognition Program (there would be around 40 to 50 of them) and to prepare for the event, I researched on tips and simple guides from professionals who have put up their own helpful websites so I could come as professional as possible:

School, Again

I went to church today after several Sundays preparing my soul
for another heap of school work

After spending one beautiful week with asthma, Facebook, documentaries and reading books halfway, the people at school decided to congregate us all back again for learning.

I am scared of returning to school tomorrow. I'm not really sure if there was really nothing to do for the break because I currently have zero outputs aside from reading The Good Earth halfway. I always get this feeling every after weekend. I lived on cramming and I know how inconvenient it is so I'm trying to do every task as ahead of time as possible so when I sit down my chair, I don't have to scream and scribble down assignments in a torturing 300 words per minute.

The Jogging Diaries

My jogging track is the perimeter of the rectangular grass field
two buildings to the right of the sky blue swimming pool

To my personal dismay, I broke my promise on my previous entry. I vowed that I would wake up early and I would jog the track (pictured above) but nature planned that my body would sleep for 3 hours more than 6 AM. So to make up my deficiency, I decided to jog on the evening when the sun is out, the sky is dark and this body is in good physical mood.

Sudden Awakening

Me and my mother were at a shoe store waiting for a shoe she ordered from the sales clerk of Florsheim. While waiting for the clerk, my mother said in a low voice, almost inaudible, "You lack physical activity. You look fat. You should jog around the school campus every morning". Ladies and gentlemen, my mother has spoken.

"Made ME Laugh for More Than 5 Minutes" Video Award

Video Info:
This is a video of a woman auditioning for the Bulgarian Idol. Her lyrics are what I call innovation.

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my first Cheaper Medicine Act encounter

As I have shared, I just visited the doctor. With the consultation came a list of medicines that were compulsory and (cliche) expensive.

One of those medicines was Zithromax (Azithromycin dihydrate) from Pfizer which originally costs above 950 Pesos per box containing a whooping 3(three not thirty) tablets. If you already have experienced bacterial cough, you might have taken this tablet before. Because of our lawmakers that burned their eyebrows (an attempt at translating nagsusunog ng kilay), the price was lowered to 454. 29 Pesos. Just look at that giant leap!

If you want more 'wow' effect, just try subtracting the original price with the new price. You will see a 3 digit number. THAT is the amount you saved.

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The Doctors Vs. My Trachea

The clouds remind me of Staphylococcus on blue agar. What a good omen, I certainly believe that this day will be better than any other day. Yehey! What better way can the sky welcome you to a new day but by reminding you of unicellular creatures?

After several whining routines, I finally agreed to visit the doctor. Its not that I don't want visiting clinics but this is a lazy day for me. Any action other than eating, lying, sitting and going to the bathroom is considered too much.



My doctor's clinic was located on the second floor of one of the taller buildings here in Iloilo City. I don't know why he took clinic space on the second floor when he could take the one on the eighth floor, with that he can make use of the building elevator to the fullest. I just don't understand the medical breed.

After the whole check-up, I was diagnosed, of course, of asthma. What else?

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Are You Not Entertained?

Some people who actually read my blog ask me, do I have a specific topic? Well honestly, no. Contrary to what professional bloggers believe in, I do not have a topic. I blog about everything that catches my attention and anything that is worthy of writing about. I don't follow any set of rules. I am free as a blogger.

The only point I have this blog is to have a good outlet where I can shove my ideas into. This blog is for entertainment purposes only. When you entered my blog stupid, you will leave stupid. This is for timed satisfaction only and do not expect tons of information about certain subjects that you have love for.

This is like a personal diary with entries that most of the time I can only relate to. Are you not entertained?

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Do I Look Dead To You?

Left overs of the flowers we sold at Jaro Plaza

I have cough which sounds like a slamming door and runny nose which can flood the whole kitchen. I don't know what I have done to upset the gods or what I did not do that disappointed my windpipes. My fate made me breath 50 percent mucus for the past 3 days.

This Is It

Before I proceed to giving my insights on the movie, let me share the environmental factors which may have affected my reactions: