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Monday, 25 July 2005
I have succesfully put a picture on my fucking blog!!! Hahaha!! at ako yan syempre.
Ako pa rin yan. Notice how children of the 80's ang bangs! at ang kalandian ko sa plunging neckline!
Thursday, 21 July 2005 TWO WEEKS I watched a promising shitty play today just to start off my two week thing. I wore a buntis dress of blue and white mini polka dots that seem to distress my figure and elevate me into someone more experienced. Off to my motherland in UST where the roads defy me. Yes it's there but it doesn't seem to be there because you become faceless as you step into the Dominican domain. Once on this concrete you reigned supreme. Once on this concrete you walked with an air not even Behn Cervantes could shake. Once on this concrete you knew something even though not great. Enough of concrete dramedies. I plan to launch another Gemma Araneta mode by Saturday to quench me off my societal mores. Puerto Galera lines up first but i think we have to check the rest of 7,106 islands for a change. Frenchy says that there's this Capones Island in Zambales. And then there's the thundering waves of La Union. Of course the finances are proportion to the miles of the island to discover. We'll see about that but it's not the time to think about money. o siya. if thinking could quantify to pesos then i would have gone to Bali. nood muna ako sine Sunday, 17 July 2005 TEATRO TEATRO AT TEATRO
Gurl, nood ako ng play kanina lang dito sa UP. Yung St. Louis Loves Dem Filipinos. In fairness ha, isa-isang nahuhulog ang mga anti-American signs. Kasi itong play na ito ay tungkol sa mga lintek na mga kano noong 1904 na ginawang OFW yung mga Bagobo, Tingguian at ilang natives. Maitim, makulay, inosente. Ayun, na-exploit tuloy sila. Naghahanap kasi ng mga kakaibang act ang mga kano. World Exposition fair daw. Leche. Circus Act pala. At syempre musical siya--- it's the same as the ending of all the musicals in the world. May redemption sa dulo. It's one of those plays that makes you want to be great. It's one of those plays that make you want to dig deep and appreciate your own. Sige. Banggit tayo. Jesus Christ Superstar-- medyo 70s pero redemption pa rin ni Christ ang isyu sa dulo. Maganda naman. TYpe ko yung mga kanta ni Mary Magdalene. Although nagkaasaran kami ng Tita kong relihiyosa sa play na ito. Blasphemous daw na gawan ng musical ang buhay ni Kristo. eh anong tawag mo sa pasyon? Original sin? Rent- yung seasons of love. ANg ganda ng kantang ito na pang-finale sa isang play na puno ng human complications. Pano mo nga ba mame-measure ang halaga ng buhay ng tao? kung ilang kape ba ang nabili niya sa Starbucks? Kung ilang prutas ang nakain? Kung gaano kadami ang na-shed niyang pounds? Ilang tao ba ang natulungan niya? O ilang tao ang napangiti niya? Ano nga ba? Deep noh? Parang gusto mo kumanta at sumama sa ensemble. Les Miserables- akma ang kantang iyan ngayon. Nakalimutan ko yung title pero ang umpisa ay napaka-powerful... Do you hear the people sing? Singning teh song of angry men. It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again.. Yan ang Finale. Sana ma-apply natin yan sa sarili nating buhay. Or baka forever na lang tayong Les Miserables. Himala-- ang ending song nito ay swak sa kalamnan. kaso isa lang ang audience niya, para sa mga taong hindi marunong mag-appreciate ng paligid niya. Mga taong humihingi na lumuha ng dugo ang birhen, magpakita ang anghel sa langit o umulan ng bato para lang malaman na may Diyos. ANg sabi kasi ng song, ang pag-iyak ng anak at pagbuka ng bulaklak ay matuturing nang himala kasi nasa puso ang himala. O di ba? San ka? Ang deep... Sana may Finale song na rin tayo sa dami ng isyu ngayon.. hay, nood na lang tayo ng play Thursday, 14 July 2005 SUPER SIZE ME!What would happen to you if you had a McDonalds diet for 30 days? Ilalabas mo sa pwet si Ronald Mcdonald.
Have you seen this? It's a docu/reality that seems to up the ante on my disgust to these Americans. And it was done by an American. nyahaha! Morgan (writer/director and star of the docu) launched an atomic gas attack against Mcdonalds. The Golden Arches seem to have a nonchalant knack for turning people into slimy pigs and making funeral parlors a booming business. If orange is the new black then an obese is the new smoker. What? At least for the Americans. A very good idea came to mind--- if we pop smokers for their alleged smoking how do you pop an obese for their alleged eating? Eating then becomes as serious as social responsibility. I realized so many patriotic and non-patriotic things from that docu: 1. It's good that rice is the superstar of our Filipino diet because if it weren't for that we would have gobbled up the same as Americans do. And our meal does not consist of a hamburger. 2. On the scheme of all local fastfood restaurants including our local Mcdo, we have 2 sizes for fries/drinks (regular and large/biggie size) But in America they have 4--- regular, medium, large and supersize! And the supersize fries is as tall as a Coke Bottle and as lapad as a Didache journal and the Supersize drink is equal to 1.5 litres. Tignan ko na lang kundi ka maging aparador. 3. In the docu, they had a pictionary experiment on kids. 1 out of 5 kids knew the face of an American hero named George Washington. Nobody knew Jesus Christ. Everybody knew Ronald Mcdonald and 4 knew the Wendy's girl. Alarm! Alarm! If those were Filipino kids and they didn't know Jesus Christ or Jose Rizal, their grandma would have whipped their little asses back to school. I don't like going to McDonald's because it makes me feel like eating inside a banyo. Ang puti kasi ng tiles. At least sa Jollibee para ka lang kumain sa perya sa dami ng kulay. Although i eat excessive amounts of chocolate, I don't drink softdrinks. Kapag wala na talaga. Hay, buti na lang tayo dito sa Asya hindi uso ang mga ganyan. It's a wonder there aren't alarming rates of obesity here in our country despite of our round the clock eating habits. Our fats might have gone somewhere inside and not on our bellies. Delikado yan... Ibang klasing super sizing ang isyu natin. Saturday, 09 July 2005 BOY NEXT DOOR
Hindi lang talaga ko siguro mahilig sa artista. Siguro depende rin sa artista.
Sige na nga. Iba talaga ang feeling kapag natitigan ka ni piolo ng 3 seconds. eh yung nakasabay mo si Jericho sa elevator mula third floor hanggang ground at dalawa lang kayo? At kahit nahulihan ng drugs at kung sinong laos na artista ang pinatulan niya, iba pa rin ang enerhiya ni ate guy sa buhay ko.
At syempre walang makakapantay sa pagka-tiklop ko sa mala-aparador na aura ni ate shawie.
Jologs ko noh?
Ateng, tao lang ang lola mo. Dugo’t balat kinikilig. The rest are wallflowers that adorn the boob tube with delusional realities. Mwa-haha! Pero ito kasi di naman talaga artista. Bakla. Kalbo.Bisaya.Atenista.Social Climber.Sikat.
Baklang Kalbo. Hehe. Syempre kilala niyo na kung sino siya. He’s the quintessential gay ika nga. Alam mo na nasa ibang hanay ng kasarian ang anak mo kapag idol niya ito. Bakit hindi? Isa siya sa mga may hawak ng bandera na ang mga bading ay hindi lang iniluwal upang maglandi-landi kundi gumawa ng marka at mas lalong lumandi.
Bisayang Atenista. Typikal ang kwento niya bilang isang promding may dugong asul. Mahilig siyang magkwento tungkol sa mga youth days niya sa Samar lalo na kapag nagmi-miting kami. Nagtanim daw ng sama ng loob ang kapatid niya sa kanilang ama noong pinag-aral siya sa nursing school na pag-aari ng asawa ng mayor sa lugar nila habang siya daw ay sa Arneyoh. Matalino kasi itong Waray na to eh. Kaya nga naka-pasa dun sa may sabungan diba? Pero minsan dahil na rin sa societal and financial consequences, di rin niya nagagamit ito in full use. Aminin mo, lahat tayo may isyung ganyan sa buhay.
Social climber na sikat. Aminado siya at alam niya kung paano gamitin ang kasikatan niya para gumawa pa ng mas mataas na hagdanan.
Halos anim na buwan ko na rin itong nakasama eh. Di ko pa nga siya gusto noon kasi marami akong friends na di siya feel. Pero in fairness naman kay bakla, alam niya kung anong gusto niya at di siya imposibleng tao. Pag galit siya galit siya. Magmumura’t magbibisaya yan at kebs niya kung sang high society restaurant pa niya kami pinapalamon. Parang nakakahiyang pumalpak sa kanya. At kahit pumalpak ka alam niya na tao ka lang. At alam niya ang tamang spelling ng pangalan ko. Walang H at hindi J. Yun ang importante.
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