7 Heads, 4 Wheels, 2 Destinations, 1 Goal

This Saturday, we'll trek up North for the Ilocos Region as the Justice League's quest to satiate their road trip compulsions starts anew!

I wasn't been able to join them on their first trip together there but this time won't be a bummer. July 4 (American Independence Day) is a regular holiday for us, vampire shiftees here and I've already filed my leave on the 5th so this will be a 4 day holiday for me. Astig. Sama 'kow!

Once there, first stop will be the Flash's residence in Sinait - an Ilocos Sur municipality bordering the southern territory of Ilocos Norte. Eventually, we'll drive further up to Pagudpod for a splash. I still don't have an idea of the other activities though. Pero sureballs na hindi mawawala ang inuman. Sabi nga sa isa sa mga quotable quotes ng Justice League: "Masarap pag-usapan yan pag may dalwang bote ng beer."

That will mean a 4 day blog absence though, but iL bring my PDA with me so I can "offline blog" while on the road and just post everything when I'm back by Wednesday night. Haaay, this is life!

Gumala hanggat may lupa.

Amen.

The Villain Among Us

Mabuting kaibigan, masamang kaaway...



What Type of Villain are You?

Nagbaril Na Lang Sana Sa Public

Ha! Umamin ang loka.

Anim at mahigit na taon niyang nanakawan ang Pilipinas.

Tapos ang kapalit ay dalawang minutong airtime sa TV as public apology.

ULOL!

Buti hindi ako bumoto. Hindi ako isa sa mga naloko mo. Pasintabi.

Just Like AM Radio Stations

"What if the democracy we thought we were serving no longer exists, and the Republic has become the very evil we have been fighting to destroy? "
~ Senator Padme Amidala, Starwars: Revenge of the Sith

It is unevitable. If it's only plausible to launch drives like Piso Para sa Pilipinas or Save Our Republic Movement and counteract the wreaking degeneration of the government then I will willingly spearhead the campaign with all-out effort. It could have been plausible. But if reading the news, watching the headlines, or just plain observing around can't rouse our government to attention then what else?

1. A call to arms and siege the Palace?
Done. The people ended up wounded, harassed, and STILL unheeded of their pleas. "Lightning never strikes twice at the same place". If the people could oust a President angst-ridden in a surgical uprising before, then experience taught them it is useless this time. And what they planned to do if they succeeded in the first place? Perhaps setup another melodramatic play to convince a Chief Justice to ignore a hard-earned, blood-paid Constitution and have some heroic figure repeat to his words and tadah! We have another leader! Parang naglaro lang ng "Dumaan ang reyna... sumayaw ng cha-cha... Boom-tiyaya... Boom-tiyaya... Boom-yeye!" Ang maituro... presidente!

But then, how far YOUR President has gone now...

...to the Dark side?

2. Another of that world-famous democratic march named after a major thoroughfare?
The first EDSA People Power Revolution acclaimed international fame as Filipinos became fierce crusaders of democracy in the eye of the world. Chinese democrats even imitated this once and ended up massacred. But once is good; twice is indulgence; and thrice is outright crazy... at iisa pa kayo?? Heck, pinagtatawanan na tayo! I have nothing against the stand for freedom. I am all thumbs up, hats down for the courage to uphold the democracy our heroes had died for. But with malignly devious minds acting puppet masters behind every uprisings... every marches to EDSA, I have no wonder why we always ended up still forsaken. We can't always bully a President down from his/her power. So if the people will start to have that streak of dissent again and win, at least try to mop up the fight with finesse... not by sacrificing blood and sweat to put another family of "trapo" in power, starting another dumb cycle of EDSA revolts. Enough said.

3. Smack-down, right-in-the-face exposès of corruption?
Let's face it. That person in power and God-knows-how-many of her "trusted" advisors are extremely educated, multi-tasking brainiacs. Matched with a power supreme above two parts of a democratic government, boy this conglomerate is a ROCK! *pun intended*

Eye witnesses? Bleuch! Ghost accounts? Dum dee dum. Voice recordings? Record their arse!

Not a little tweak of legal procedures, vulgar public deception, and a gazillion of law loopholes exploitation can't justify. It'll take years just for a formal investigation to push through. Add more years for an impeachment to be passed. Several more years just for the entire proceedings to commence. Baka naka-ilang termino at kurakot na yan, wala pa ding nangyayari sa kaso! (And help me here, law experts. Can an impeachment verdict be subjected for a plea to the Court of Appeals? Because if yes, then jeez just imagine how long all that ruckus will take.)

In short, all will just melt down, neglected and forgotten.

*****
Artistang naging government official. Government official na naging artista. Mga banal gusto na din mag pulitika. Mga pulitiko nagpipilit magpaka-banal. Pag wala kang commercial sa TV at kakandidato kang Senador, e ampucha mag-balot balot ka na... kung hindi ka mandadaya. E kahit komedyante gusto na din mag Presidente! Bakit nga hindi pa nanalo na lang yun? Baka totohaning bayaran ang lahat ng utang ng Pilipinas. Hayae nang mag hirap, hindi naman nawaldas ang kaban ng Bayan. Bragging rights naman na debt-free Philippines! Ang hinihingi nya lang na kapalit e isang helicopter tsaka mas matinong peluka. Gasino na yun kesa magpapa-upo ka ng tadtad ng medalyon sa talino, e siya ding talino trumabaho ng mga kalokohan niya. Isn't that tortuous when you were being robbed right under your nose and you can't do anything for your hands were tied and your mouth was gagged. Potaena nyo!

*****
I've lived my college life inside the Malacañang premises for my father was a Presidential servant of the Armed Forces. I was there during the recent ESDA revolts and was mostly aware of the real deal behind everything. I've always looked up to her as the Iron Lady she was monickered. Iron will. Resolute determination. Stern guidance. An able Captain of her "Bangka".

Now drowning in the sea of Power and Greed...

Mahiya ka sa Tatay mo huy!

*****
Magtatayo na lang ako ng sariling bansa ko!

Look at my country:

Rogue Nation of Quiapo-Avenida

Work It

I should have been working on with a new blog template for this space as I said before on one of my posts, but I decided not to. This template will carry on for a couple of months more as the new template that I've decided to tweak will be used to blog the progresses I've made on my miniature hobby instead.

Obviously (if you'll take time to look at my profile), I've already created the second blog that will accomodate the new template. I intend to keep it as simple as the designs around here but must sport a gothic feel into it so as to complement the nature of my miniature army which was coined Strike Force Phantom Wing of the Dark Angels Chapter.

I'm having a hard time with the new template as I have almost entirely revised it from the original form and I have to review my HTML from time to time so as to understand the codes. At the moment, I was able to resize the table alignments and insert necessary blogger codes into it. Next step would be to populate it with images. Astigatize.

For a cross-reference regarding my hobby, here's the link... catch!

Warhammer 40,000 Miniature Game - March 10, 2005 Entry

SIMECO

What's up today? Mabilis lang to....

Finished reading a Starwars book (Starwars: Dark Rendezvous).

Moved to reading a new Starwars novel (Starwars Medstar Duology: Part I).

Had my haircut after almost two months (the locks starting to form on my nape, included).

Removed the earring on my left earlobe and temporarily replaced it with a nylon cord (yes, pakadisente muna tayo).

Used my office break to actually sleep in my workplace. This comes very rarely. I view sleeping as a "waste of my time living".

Had this "Last Name Syndrome" with the name Engelberth Humperdick (spelling?) keeping on scrolling in my mind. Creepy, I don't know why.

Asked to be a ninong for a friend's baby (hay, swerteng bata. nyahaha.)

That's it for today. Bilis lang noh?

Obi's Day Care Center

I had my room painted last weekend and it was totally finished just yesterday. Astig ng color combination. Mint Green tsaka light pink. Colors ng mga alma matter ko. Sakto baga. But instead of looking like a university room, it looked more like a Day Care Center for me. Hehe. Pero oks lang. It brought out the child in me. Naks.

Class, this is your new room...

I'm still into relocating my stuffs back into the room but officially I've already slept there last night. Groggy lang at high sa pintura pagka-gising. In fairness, magaan sa mata yung colors. Carry naman. I'm a "room" person. Tambayan ko ang kwarto ko (aside sa kubeta) almost all the time when I'm at home so, though it doesn't necessarily have to be OC "neat", it should induce relaxation kahit papano. This one passed with flying colors. =) *pun intended*

Amidst the Wreck

I don't know how to start bringing my things back to this room. I have no idea where to put stuffs, in the first place. I need to think about it first for once I have them arranged inside, that will going to be it for the next decade probably. Hehe.

Barracks ni Koya Halo-halo

By this coming weekend, I aim to have all these things setup already so I could proceed with putting back my posters and those kikoy stuffs that used to "astigatize" my room. Ah. Hanep sa word. Sana makarating yung salita sa Webster's.

See my door sign? Kubeta ng Babae - Sa Gawing Ire Laang.

Self-Confessed User

Wow I am actually blogging and it's a Sunday!

Well, there's always a first time.

I can't help it. I promised iL stay off the information superhighway on weekends.

But heck I'm here.

Silip lang. Pramis. Gimme 15 seconds to say my piece.

Just wanted to say thanks to the tagboard tambays! I appreciate your tags and comments mga kapatid! I like it when I read stuffs from you. Hany and Mina iL be back with you as soon as my fingers hit the Internet Explorer icon tomorrow night in the office. Thanks for passing by!

Mina, yep... la salle din, nakita ko tag mo kay Tins. =)

Adik na ko sa blog. Damn. I knew I should stay off my PC on weekends. I knew it!

Susi sa Puso

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Most are true for me so iL just comment on what is not...

*You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

This is not me. If I commit with someone, it's unlikely that simple emotional swings, mood drives, or pleasing difficulties could "force" me to break up with someone. "Forced" is just too harsh a word. Why love in the first place if you would end up not understanding your partner for her shortcomings? Besides, in my opinion, all three factors above are "regular" women behaviors... especially during the cyclic schedules of what they call PMS. Nyahahaha.

*You'd like your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

I'd rather like her to think I'm dugyot and chaka and still love me inspite of that than stylish and alluring. *parang bading ata ang pagka deliver ko dun ah... me chaka chaka pa* Nyahahaha ulit.

Salamat kay Pintsik Jill para sa sarbey!

Habile! Habile Kayo Dyan!

Huh? $1,348,738 lang ang halaga ko?

Bilihin nyo na ko, please. Kelangan ko lang talaga ng pera para bilhin ang Pilipinas.

Salamat.

Hala, May Mumu Dyan!

This is an excerpt from a short story I am composing as a prelude to a cross-over novel conceptualized by my friend Jai the Schizo. The idea is to create two separate storylines that will intersect somewhere along each other's plot. Jai will take on the Vampire part of the story and I will take on the Werewolf half. The saga will be entitled "Bloodlust" and will revolve around the dark age of blood feud between the two races.

"Memento Mori" below served as a practice ground, as this is my first time to write a gothic-horror literary. It is also a preliminary gauge if I could really grasp the "feel" that Jai wanted to depict on the story (hopefully, I could... carry na ba Jai?).

Memento Mori
by Randell Parcon

"per'Nay H'rrad!! per'Bigrah!!"

The guttural roar sent chilling frights to the core of the attackers' will to satisfy their bloodlust. It caused them a moment’s hesitation to continue their onslaught on the desperate prey, the laceration on his left shoulder already bathing the white spots on his mane an ominous crimson.

But that fleeting cessation was all he needed...

His razor-blade claws instinctively dug on the dry bark of a fallen fig tree that he, himself, has contributed to uproot after he was slammed against it just a couple of minutes ago by his aggressors. With a display of uncanny strength he was known for, he hefted the log on his right arm and immediately sensed his first targets, partially concealed from the moon's eerie cast as they skillfully swept the forest's underbrush to charge at him with weapons brandished.

Shiny weapons, he observed as the silver moonlight glinted from its sharp edges.

Grunting, he twisted his hulking form to their direction, swinging the timber wildly at the attackers’ general direction. His sight was failing from the agony of pain embracing his sinuous bulk but the viciousness of the wallop alone was enough to send two wailing figures hurtling away from its lethal path.

No time to even gasp for breath.

He frantically rolled the makeshift club on his only effective hand as the other hung limply on his side, soaked in gore from its gaping shoulder wound. Just as he aimed for another swing, his muscles trembled from a paralyzing torment as the log slipped involuntarily from his clasp.

Barely summoning his remaining vitality, he craned his neck to look for the source of the searing pain while that same pain made him slump on the cold canopy floor with a loud thump. There, like an insignia of death crafted on his shoulder, a gleaming silver dagger was buried halfway into his open wound, the torture intolerable by even someone his bulk.

He fell, face first, on the fog-moisten forest grounds as he heard that ominous laugh again. From his periphery, he could figure out the familiar silhouette of its source.

"Enough, Killey. That vermin will bleed to death soon before his brethren will find him. Let this be an omen to them."

That man's mad laughter rippled sorely within his consciousness like termites gnawing at his very essence as it faded away along with his minions'.

With a graceful motion that rendered his vision totally succumbing to darkness and his breath almost stopping to heave, a slender figure nonchalantly pulled out the dagger from his wounds, disregarding how much of his sinews and tendons were torn on the process and strode to rejoin the retreating aggressors.

He was always taunted for being dumb and forgetful but he would never fail to remember the bleak image of his murderer up to even beyond death.

***

Earlier that evening, deep in the jungle known to the locals as Dürham Woods, he traversed the gloomy pathway where that familiar trail of smell wounded into the dense foliage.

“Where are my cubs?! I told em not to wander far from the hasadran. They’ll sure have some beatings when I saw them.”

He sneered then hunched his hulking form to level his head back on the ground, sniffing. His hairy, pointed ears twitched as he scanned the dark for sounds other than the usual nocturnal noises.

But heard none, except for the jagged scrapings of his bare, clawed feet on the uneven forest grounds.

Bam, and so as his brethrens on the pack of Vendetta, is a lycanthrope. His towering height, complimented with his massive pysique, solicited fear among the normal townsfolk of Dürham even when he was not in his half-wolf state - which every werewolf could transform into at a whim.

It was different within the pack though. Bam could as easily be described as dim-witted as he was uncannily strong by his fellow werewolves, whom he had lived a nomadic life with on different hasadrans he could never count anymore.

A swift slithering movement grazed the corner of his deep blue eyes, distracting his olfactory scan of the area for signs of his cubs. He reactively stretched into his full height and mustered an ominous gurgling growl, his upper lip outstretched to display his sharp canines as to warn any unexpected aggressors.

He flinched a second later when a big gray owl emerged from a nearby shrub and flew hastily away, obviously shaken by the half-wolf's reaction. Bam grunted and shrugged as he snooped back on the ground to continue his lead on the scent his cubs have left. They must return soon.

The pack Seekers with the leader - Vendetto - will hunt for food soon and no werewolves must stay far from the hasadran's radius while the leader was away. He was almost two miles away the hasadran's fringe and could not even smell the urine track that marked the boarder of their encampment. Should Vendetto hear words of his absence, the leader will surely summon the Seekers to find "that dumb werewolf". Relentless punishments will sure follow when they found him, regardless of a rational explanation.

"Grah!"

Bam's thoughts might have meandered too much because he never sensed the shadow that emerged from the tall grasses nearby and brushed past him in a blur. The surprise that the apparition incured from the half-wolf sent him a couple of steps backward, barely struggling to find his balance back after he tripped on a tangle of root jutting out of the ground.

Then, before he could brandish his claws towards the dark patch where the figure disappeared, Bam felt it. Warm blood trickling on his forearm from a slit of flesh just above his biceps. The hulking werewolf clasped it tightly as soon as he saw the blood rush at a lethal pace.

"Graaah!!"

This time his curse was drawn from a seething anger within. Bam now realized what was used to inflict the unnerving wound, and he also was fully aware that the wound will not mend even with a licantrophe's uncanny immune system.

"Silver!"

*****

Tapos na po... bitin noh? Hehe.

Justice League: Acceptance Camp

Last weekend we went to Rama Beach Resort in Botolan, Zambales. Trippings lang. There's no one among us who is familiar with the place, not even where in the world it is. Pinuntahan lang namin basta ng tanong-tanong lang. We arrived there on a drizzly afternoon after a couple of gas station stop-overs, taking the San Fernando - Subic - Dinalupihan route.

3/4 ng Justice League (Dan, Obi, Man, Coleen, DD)

Kami lang ang tao sa buong resort. It's not quite surprising though... hindi na summer (it's actually raining on about a quarter of our trip) and the place is quite far from the usual get-aways around the area.

We called the tour the "Acceptance" Camp. Pinagtripan kasi yung isang tropang Justice League na currently dumadaan daw sa "acceptance" period ng kanyang "heartbreaking"... but not really. Para sa psychological conditioning nya daw yung trip ng tropa. Heck, where's the fun kung walang laglagan. Hehe.

Rama Beach Resort

First activity - swimming agad!

Nilibot namin yung buong place and it's quite scenic. Mountain ranges behind us in the east, the South China Sea in the west, an open meadow bordering north, and a couple of resorts lining south. Astig. This is life. It was gloomy that afternoon and ang lakas ng hangin. Ang sarap makipag-wrestling sa waves which were a couple of feet higher than us. Ang trippings e pupunta kami sa malalim na part tapos pag hataw ng wave, palayuan ng gulong papuntang pampang. Hehe. Ang sakit sa katawan pero click.

Laro Tayo... Tulong, Obi, Tulong!

Man's cam captured all the antics. From our "acceptance" brainstorming session hanggang sa aming acting workshop. Nag try kaming kopyahin yung mga sawi sa pelikulang Pilipino... yung tamang umuulan tapos sumisigaw sa kalsada habang dumadakot ng putik ng dalwang kamay... tapos habang tinataas nya yung kamay niya at nalalaglag yung putik e isinisigaw nya yung pangalan ng mahal nya. Ahehehe. Riot! May tinuro pa nga ako na game sa kanila e. Ang title "Tulong, Obi Tulong!" Bale ang mechanics e maglalakad sila magkakahawak ang kamay papunta sa gitna ng dagat habang kinukuhaan ko sila ng camera. Ang unang sisigaw ng Tulong, Obi Tulong ay siyang lunod. Cute noh? Hehe.

Viva Hot Papas (Orgy!)

Tapos si Dan tinabunan namin ng buhangin. Nilagyan namin ng boobs. Mga 35-C siguro ang size nun. Tapos nilagyan din namin ng lawit. Mga 6 by 3 inches siguro yun. Laki noh? Hehe. Machong macho. Then, next activity - Beach Volleyball!Actually, pinag isipan muna kung Beach Volley or Patintero. But mas appealing yung Beach Volley. The teams are me, DD, and Jack and Dan, Man, and Psychologist Ayn on the other side. Talo kami first set, very decisive yung game. But we grabbed the second and third set. Ayun, nangamoy betlog sila kasi lulusot ang matatalo. Grabe nakakapagod. Hindi pala talaga biro ang magtatatakbo sa buhangin.

Beach Volley Area

Anyway, gumabi na and it's inuman time. Buksan na si Granma!

Granma - (n) Grand Matador. Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo

Acceptance Brainstorming Session with Inuman Combo

The next day after a sumptuous breakfast (sarap ng relyeno ni Man as usual!), we hit the beach again! Mainit na, unlike the first day. Kaya dito kami medyo nasunog. Itutuloy na sana namin mag patintero but may nakaisip gumawa ng sand castle so ayun... umpisahan na yan!

Sand HQ ng Justice League

The Proud Architects

We checked out in the afternoon of the second day. The return-trip was faster than the initial trip to Rama. Nagkaisa pang pumunta ng Baguio dahil wala naman daw pasok ng Monday. However, the idea withered down pagkakain namin sa Jollibee - Dinalupihan. Nanood na lang kami ng "Mr and Mrs Smith" sa San Fernando. At dahil sadyang makakati ang mga paa, nag bilyar pa kami sa Marlon's pag dating ng QC.

Bilyaran Time

Paplanuhin na lang yung pagpunta sa Baguio next time. Hindi rin mapakali ang JL ng walang galaan e... swak sa pagkapalaboy ko. Till next time then.

Justice League Minus One (Front: DD, Coleen, Ayn, Obi - Kubo Boys: Dan, Man)

Mister and Mistress Croft

SPOILER ALERT!!!

Watched "Mr and Mrs Smith" last Sunday in Rob Starmall - San Fernando on our way home from Zambales. Astig talaga si Angelina Jolie... dyosa!

In my honest opinion, the movie was not meant to be realistic. I mean, c'mon, uber-efficient assassins, absence of cops at the right moment, invulnerability of the lead roles, cinematic approach to most action sequels... grabe parang Tagalog movie na ang bida e si Ramon Revilla Sr. ala "Agimat".

What made the movie standout from the stereotype is that subtle twist that appeared somewhere going towards the climax when the couple was assigned to gun down the same subject. Unbeknownst to them, though they will discover later, the subject was actually a bait to lure them into killing each other. This ruckus will of course, as to create a cinematic resolution to the conflict, end up with both assassins reconciling to work against a now known common enemy.

To sum up, some might say the movie is a crap. This is true from a certain point of view, when you're the type who enjoys a sense of true to life quality in their movies. But if you're someone who scoffs at impossibilities on supposed real-life movie setup, HUWAG niyo na panoorin ito. Mababadtrip lang kayo dahil maraming imposibleng nangyari sa pelikula na 'to. It is fiction in truest form.

As I said, I believe the focus of the scriptwriter or the director is not to focus on being realistic BUT to tackle subjects on marriage and to present a medium wherein they can show what MARRYING really is, down to the most basic of its essence.

IF this is what they intend us to get from the movie, then I stand in ovation, clapping my hands to produce the loudest sound I could.

Bravo! Another movie with a "sense". This comes in short lately.

Oh, and have I said Angelina Jolie deserves that number one spot as FHM's sexiest woman in the world?

Temperature-rising. Tsk tsk.

German Moreno

The trip to Zambales was fun. I intended not too write about it without the pics. Bukas na lang. Nasa ibang Justice League pa yung mga pics e and it's their holiday today. Unfortunately, walang holiday for me since American holiday nga ang sinusunod namin so hindi namin Panginoon si Gloria pagdating dyan.

Nangitim ako and I'm loving it. Not that I look better with it. Ang dugyot ko nga lalo tignan pag moreno ako. But, it is my natural color. Lumaki akong alam kong sunog na kayumanggi ang kulay ko dahil sa kakalaro ko ng tatsing sa gitna ng kasikatan ng araw.

tatsing - (n.) larong bata kung san, gamit ang isang "pamato", kelangan mapalabas ang tansan, laruang plastik, o holen mula sa loob ng isang parisukat na ginuhit sa kalsada; nagiging larong matanda pag ang palalabasin sa parisukat ay piso o beyntesingko. Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo.

Kelan na lang ako medyo namutla ang kulay nung nag-oopisina na at natuto nang mandiri pagpawisan sa kalsada. Nakaka-puti daw talaga aircon. So why invest on Whitening Creams, bleaching agents at mga Mena (Sikreto ng Mga Yaya*)? E di bumili ka na lang ng aircon. Dati din kasi mahilig ako mag basketboL sa kalsada ng katanghalian. E ngayon pag medyo konyo ka na, scheduled na lagi ang mga basketboL game sa gym.

* Bato bato sa langit, ang tamaan Yaya.

Seriously, my tan rocks. I should consider hugging the sun more in the future so to retain my natural color. Mga kano nga tuwang-tuwa sa araw ng Pilipinas kahit alam nila na pag tuklap ng sunburn nila e puti pa din sila. All for the love of being tanned. Samantalang tayo e innate nang kayumanggi, ayaw pa natin.

Basta ako...

...tall, dark... and uhm... understanding.

=)

Gumala... Hangga't May Lupa.

Bukas may swimming kami sa Zambales. I dunno exactly where will it be but yung tropang Justice League told me it was like two hours more from Subic. Mukang magandang resort naman judging from the price they asked me to allot for it. Haven't seen it personally though, kahit sa pics lang. iL just post pics of the place here when I can.

Kahapon lang ako niyaya sumama dito. As usual. Kaya nga taong grasa ang dating monicker ko sa tropa kasi kahit saan pwede hilain. Even in short notices. Resident palaboy baga. The joy of being singol! =)

Anyway, got my stuffs packed this afternoon, dadaanan na lang daw ako dito sa office bukas since most of the Justice League dudes are from the morning shift. Sa biyahe na lang ako matutulog.

Ironic how I ended up having more "outings" around the start of the rainy season than during the height of the recent summer heat.

Justice Served

how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen

Hmm... not bad. Now where's that purple-beamed shaft? iL change "bad motherfucker" to "bad asswhopper".

Exclamation Marks!!!!!

Retarn op da Jedai!

*hinalikan ang blogger*

Tsup! Tsup! Tsup!

tsup (v.) - mas "jologs" na mwah. Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo

I'm back and way better this time. I still have my nose running around the office but it's better than inhaling from a nostril while the other was clogged like our toilet bowl. Hopefully, I can start editing pics for my "proposed" new template. I don't have anything to start with but imagining eating halo-halo in a damp, cold lungga gives me the push to hasten the modifications.

lungga (n.) - version ng jologs sa "hang-out" ng mga konyo, as in lungga is to jologs as hang-out is to konyo; kalimitang tindahan sa kanto, lumang waiting shed, o bakuran ng kung sino. Also see: "Tambayan". Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo

So what really happened when I was gone? Read ahead habang sariwa pa ang mga chizmax.

Two Day Heydays!

I checked out my online planner last Friday and discovered that hey, I'm scheduled for a vacation leave on the 6th and 7th! I really would like to share and "divulge" what's the reason for this VL but believe me when I say you'll sneer at me when you knew.

So what have I learned on the things that occurred on these two days?

1. Life is unfair. Just deal with it.

2. Love is unfair. LIVE with it.

3. Don't wait awake all the time. Take some time to sleep especially when you know what you'll be waiting will take some time... or will not materialize at all.

4. I'm on an early swing of a mid-life crisis.

5. You can fall for a stranger.

6. Love is blinder the second time around.

7. Players are winners in the game of love... hopeless romantics, losers. Thus, I was destined to lose.

8. Give your all and don't expect something in return. It will come the hard way... or not at all.

9. It's manly to cry. Those who will disagree have to schedule a fistfight with me.

10. Anger will lead you to the Dark side of the Force.

Don't mind me blabbering. =)

My New Buddies!

Guys, meet Rex the Right Lilac Chucks and resting beneath him is Lex the Left Lilac Chucks.

P1.7K sa Shoe Rack, Glorietta. Love at first sight!

Fabulous!

Family Affair!

Last Monday, my mom and my younger sibs officially moved from our Lipa residence to the one here in Pasay. It's enough for a province life for them. Enough with tsismosang kapitbahay. Enough with gloomy, "crickety" nights. Enough with fowl related wakening. Enough with that cute Southern accent... and no, it's not those "aye, ol' cowboy thang".

"Ganire Ga!" =)

Anyway, it has its up and down and one major bummer is "Aye aint no home alone 'nymoe"!

Masarap mag-isa sa bahay (I'm not actually alone there, but the dad doesn't normally stay there a lot. Sa barracks ang bahay nun). Good thing is I don't have to endure eating anything that comes up from inside a can, a frying pan, or a food establishment. Makakakain na din ako ng totoong ulam sa wakas and three times a day... side snacks excluded.

AY LAB YU MAMI! TSUP!

Hindi Pa Ko Tapos!

...and never will!

Thanks sa poster na binigay sa kin ng Justice League! Astig to mga bro. Lagay ko sa barracks ko.

Starwars Episode III Teaser Poster

More pics from the Survivor: Caliraya trip. (Those that I uploaded to my image server and haven't posted here yet... sayang ang space.)

My doggie tag...


More Selda Boyz...

Survivor: Caliraya... Dream, Believe, Survive!

Just got back here in the office and I'm still sick as a government official but this can't wait... mga koya at ati, girl boy bakla tomboy, amy suzy en tessy... The Survivor: Caliraya Challenge!

Held last May 28-29 in Caliraya, Laguna, the company came up with this theme to bolster this year's team building activity. We left Makati at exactly 6:00am (of course you know when I say "exactly" in Pinoy term, it means past 10 minutes or something) and arrived there around 9:00am. It's not until 10:00am though when all of us were boated to the camp site. The last time I've been there with my family, we took the long rough road trip up the place so we need not cross that artificial lake.

Crossing The Lake (Don Gulaman, Obi Macapuno, Mer Kamote)

Upon registration, we were given our "survival" kits and after a winding orientation, were assigned to our billets. E ampucha... pinagsama-sama kaming vampire shift sa isang cottage. The organizers don't have the slightest idea what they've done! Presenting... SELDA KATORSE and the KATORSE GANG...

that's me on the leftmost part...

And haven't I warned them that we are all nuts in the shift??

Mga Kosa, bastunin na yan!

Yung na-assign kasi na cottage sa 'min e Room 14 and puno ng military-grade bunks kaya mukhang pang-preso yung room so pinanindigan namin. Right then and there, we changed the room label to Selda 14 and edited ng roster list outside the cottage with our "jail" ranks. Ako ang Warden. Hehe. Ihanda ang rasyon!

There you go... #7 ang Warden.

And syempre para kumpleto ang kabulastugan kelangan pag astig kang preso, dapat tadtad ka ng tattoo. Kaya ayun, ang Mayor namin ang napagtripan namin at ginuhitan namin ng malaking puno ng niyog sa tiyan. I loved those coloring pens that came with the survival kit. Markahan na yan, Kosa!

Mayor, ok ba?

Not all the time was spent goofing around though, the days we were contained on that place were jampacked with exhilarating team events from treasuring hunting to adventure challenges... from obstacle races to uhm well... literally pouncing on the first edible thing that passed our line of sight. Hehe.

There was a "tribe" grouping and for some auspicious reasons (...and to fit with my purple Chucks, purple-bead bracelet attire perhaps?), I was assigned to the Violet Team which was later named the Toxotes Tribe. This time, they came with a better sense to disperse the Katorse Gang members randomly among the tribes. In the end, our tribe ended on the 4th place, points-wise. Not bad.

My Pro Purple Getup (First Row - Leftmost)

Ang highlights ng trip e syempre yung mga kabulastugan ng Selda Boyz...

There's this female colleague from a different department which I should say the "fairest" of the pack, that everytime she passed by or arrived at the activity room we started singing the chorus from Janno Gibbs' "Fallin'"... the one with the line goin' "I think I'm fallin', fallin', in love with you..."

Pucha... agaw atensyon talaga. Napapatingin lahat ng departments tsaka wala magawa pati mga boss but to laugh at the antic. Astig.

Then, at the following night, we "ganged" up all thirteen Katorse Gang members then raided our colleagues' room to bully them for food, stuffs, or any "trippings" we would like to do. Parang riot. Hehe. We even edited the room label of our officemate's cottage into a Dog Kennel. Yan ang team spirit! =)

To cap it, the team building event was a blast... only because we made it so and why not di ba. We're there to have fun in the first place and I'm glad we've had our share of our definition of FUN. Hehe. Till next year... hopefully!

Ang tattoo ko sa loob ng selda... syempre Halo-halo!


Dream, Believe, Survive!

Mother, Mother... I am Sicko

After days spent in the Survivor: Caliraya trip and a well-deserved rest last Monday (we follow American holidays and it's Memorial Day last 30th), I got sick. I really like to post something about the Caliraya tour yesterday but I'm too busy with pending works. Yep, I still go here in the office despite my flu... well, that's "back to reality" for me. I'm as frigid as a snow cone because of the AC here and I just hate the feeling.

Anakanampucha... tinatablan pa pala ako ng lagnat. My last flu was years ago. I don't medicate myself and I rarely believe in the effectiveness of unprescribed drugs. Nung bata pa nga ako Skyflakes lang at Mirinda ang katapat ng lagnat, gumagaling na ko. Tsaka bimpo sa ulo na hinugasan sa tubig na may alcohol. Tsaka dasal ni Lola.

Salamats sa mga Tag Board Tambays! I really like it when I have something to read when I view my blog. iL be back with you as soon as I can mga repapips, together with my chismax from the Caliraya tour. Just post away anything of concern... lalo na kung about sa kampanya ni Eddie Gil, interested ako. Kita kits!

Merci!

7 Heads, 4 Wheels, 2 Destinations, 1 Goal

This Saturday, we'll trek up North for the Ilocos Region as the Justice League's quest to satiate their road trip compulsions starts anew!

I wasn't been able to join them on their first trip together there but this time won't be a bummer. July 4 (American Independence Day) is a regular holiday for us, vampire shiftees here and I've already filed my leave on the 5th so this will be a 4 day holiday for me. Astig. Sama 'kow!

Once there, first stop will be the Flash's residence in Sinait - an Ilocos Sur municipality bordering the southern territory of Ilocos Norte. Eventually, we'll drive further up to Pagudpod for a splash. I still don't have an idea of the other activities though. Pero sureballs na hindi mawawala ang inuman. Sabi nga sa isa sa mga quotable quotes ng Justice League: "Masarap pag-usapan yan pag may dalwang bote ng beer."

That will mean a 4 day blog absence though, but iL bring my PDA with me so I can "offline blog" while on the road and just post everything when I'm back by Wednesday night. Haaay, this is life!

Gumala hanggat may lupa.

Amen.

The Villain Among Us

Mabuting kaibigan, masamang kaaway...



What Type of Villain are You?

Nagbaril Na Lang Sana Sa Public

Ha! Umamin ang loka.

Anim at mahigit na taon niyang nanakawan ang Pilipinas.

Tapos ang kapalit ay dalawang minutong airtime sa TV as public apology.

ULOL!

Buti hindi ako bumoto. Hindi ako isa sa mga naloko mo. Pasintabi.

Just Like AM Radio Stations

"What if the democracy we thought we were serving no longer exists, and the Republic has become the very evil we have been fighting to destroy? "
~ Senator Padme Amidala, Starwars: Revenge of the Sith

It is unevitable. If it's only plausible to launch drives like Piso Para sa Pilipinas or Save Our Republic Movement and counteract the wreaking degeneration of the government then I will willingly spearhead the campaign with all-out effort. It could have been plausible. But if reading the news, watching the headlines, or just plain observing around can't rouse our government to attention then what else?

1. A call to arms and siege the Palace?
Done. The people ended up wounded, harassed, and STILL unheeded of their pleas. "Lightning never strikes twice at the same place". If the people could oust a President angst-ridden in a surgical uprising before, then experience taught them it is useless this time. And what they planned to do if they succeeded in the first place? Perhaps setup another melodramatic play to convince a Chief Justice to ignore a hard-earned, blood-paid Constitution and have some heroic figure repeat to his words and tadah! We have another leader! Parang naglaro lang ng "Dumaan ang reyna... sumayaw ng cha-cha... Boom-tiyaya... Boom-tiyaya... Boom-yeye!" Ang maituro... presidente!

But then, how far YOUR President has gone now...

...to the Dark side?

2. Another of that world-famous democratic march named after a major thoroughfare?
The first EDSA People Power Revolution acclaimed international fame as Filipinos became fierce crusaders of democracy in the eye of the world. Chinese democrats even imitated this once and ended up massacred. But once is good; twice is indulgence; and thrice is outright crazy... at iisa pa kayo?? Heck, pinagtatawanan na tayo! I have nothing against the stand for freedom. I am all thumbs up, hats down for the courage to uphold the democracy our heroes had died for. But with malignly devious minds acting puppet masters behind every uprisings... every marches to EDSA, I have no wonder why we always ended up still forsaken. We can't always bully a President down from his/her power. So if the people will start to have that streak of dissent again and win, at least try to mop up the fight with finesse... not by sacrificing blood and sweat to put another family of "trapo" in power, starting another dumb cycle of EDSA revolts. Enough said.

3. Smack-down, right-in-the-face exposès of corruption?
Let's face it. That person in power and God-knows-how-many of her "trusted" advisors are extremely educated, multi-tasking brainiacs. Matched with a power supreme above two parts of a democratic government, boy this conglomerate is a ROCK! *pun intended*

Eye witnesses? Bleuch! Ghost accounts? Dum dee dum. Voice recordings? Record their arse!

Not a little tweak of legal procedures, vulgar public deception, and a gazillion of law loopholes exploitation can't justify. It'll take years just for a formal investigation to push through. Add more years for an impeachment to be passed. Several more years just for the entire proceedings to commence. Baka naka-ilang termino at kurakot na yan, wala pa ding nangyayari sa kaso! (And help me here, law experts. Can an impeachment verdict be subjected for a plea to the Court of Appeals? Because if yes, then jeez just imagine how long all that ruckus will take.)

In short, all will just melt down, neglected and forgotten.

*****
Artistang naging government official. Government official na naging artista. Mga banal gusto na din mag pulitika. Mga pulitiko nagpipilit magpaka-banal. Pag wala kang commercial sa TV at kakandidato kang Senador, e ampucha mag-balot balot ka na... kung hindi ka mandadaya. E kahit komedyante gusto na din mag Presidente! Bakit nga hindi pa nanalo na lang yun? Baka totohaning bayaran ang lahat ng utang ng Pilipinas. Hayae nang mag hirap, hindi naman nawaldas ang kaban ng Bayan. Bragging rights naman na debt-free Philippines! Ang hinihingi nya lang na kapalit e isang helicopter tsaka mas matinong peluka. Gasino na yun kesa magpapa-upo ka ng tadtad ng medalyon sa talino, e siya ding talino trumabaho ng mga kalokohan niya. Isn't that tortuous when you were being robbed right under your nose and you can't do anything for your hands were tied and your mouth was gagged. Potaena nyo!

*****
I've lived my college life inside the Malacañang premises for my father was a Presidential servant of the Armed Forces. I was there during the recent ESDA revolts and was mostly aware of the real deal behind everything. I've always looked up to her as the Iron Lady she was monickered. Iron will. Resolute determination. Stern guidance. An able Captain of her "Bangka".

Now drowning in the sea of Power and Greed...

Mahiya ka sa Tatay mo huy!

*****
Magtatayo na lang ako ng sariling bansa ko!

Look at my country:

Rogue Nation of Quiapo-Avenida

Work It

I should have been working on with a new blog template for this space as I said before on one of my posts, but I decided not to. This template will carry on for a couple of months more as the new template that I've decided to tweak will be used to blog the progresses I've made on my miniature hobby instead.

Obviously (if you'll take time to look at my profile), I've already created the second blog that will accomodate the new template. I intend to keep it as simple as the designs around here but must sport a gothic feel into it so as to complement the nature of my miniature army which was coined Strike Force Phantom Wing of the Dark Angels Chapter.

I'm having a hard time with the new template as I have almost entirely revised it from the original form and I have to review my HTML from time to time so as to understand the codes. At the moment, I was able to resize the table alignments and insert necessary blogger codes into it. Next step would be to populate it with images. Astigatize.

For a cross-reference regarding my hobby, here's the link... catch!

Warhammer 40,000 Miniature Game - March 10, 2005 Entry

SIMECO

What's up today? Mabilis lang to....

Finished reading a Starwars book (Starwars: Dark Rendezvous).

Moved to reading a new Starwars novel (Starwars Medstar Duology: Part I).

Had my haircut after almost two months (the locks starting to form on my nape, included).

Removed the earring on my left earlobe and temporarily replaced it with a nylon cord (yes, pakadisente muna tayo).

Used my office break to actually sleep in my workplace. This comes very rarely. I view sleeping as a "waste of my time living".

Had this "Last Name Syndrome" with the name Engelberth Humperdick (spelling?) keeping on scrolling in my mind. Creepy, I don't know why.

Asked to be a ninong for a friend's baby (hay, swerteng bata. nyahaha.)

That's it for today. Bilis lang noh?

Obi's Day Care Center

I had my room painted last weekend and it was totally finished just yesterday. Astig ng color combination. Mint Green tsaka light pink. Colors ng mga alma matter ko. Sakto baga. But instead of looking like a university room, it looked more like a Day Care Center for me. Hehe. Pero oks lang. It brought out the child in me. Naks.

Class, this is your new room...

I'm still into relocating my stuffs back into the room but officially I've already slept there last night. Groggy lang at high sa pintura pagka-gising. In fairness, magaan sa mata yung colors. Carry naman. I'm a "room" person. Tambayan ko ang kwarto ko (aside sa kubeta) almost all the time when I'm at home so, though it doesn't necessarily have to be OC "neat", it should induce relaxation kahit papano. This one passed with flying colors. =) *pun intended*

Amidst the Wreck

I don't know how to start bringing my things back to this room. I have no idea where to put stuffs, in the first place. I need to think about it first for once I have them arranged inside, that will going to be it for the next decade probably. Hehe.

Barracks ni Koya Halo-halo

By this coming weekend, I aim to have all these things setup already so I could proceed with putting back my posters and those kikoy stuffs that used to "astigatize" my room. Ah. Hanep sa word. Sana makarating yung salita sa Webster's.

See my door sign? Kubeta ng Babae - Sa Gawing Ire Laang.

Self-Confessed User

Wow I am actually blogging and it's a Sunday!

Well, there's always a first time.

I can't help it. I promised iL stay off the information superhighway on weekends.

But heck I'm here.

Silip lang. Pramis. Gimme 15 seconds to say my piece.

Just wanted to say thanks to the tagboard tambays! I appreciate your tags and comments mga kapatid! I like it when I read stuffs from you. Hany and Mina iL be back with you as soon as my fingers hit the Internet Explorer icon tomorrow night in the office. Thanks for passing by!

Mina, yep... la salle din, nakita ko tag mo kay Tins. =)

Adik na ko sa blog. Damn. I knew I should stay off my PC on weekends. I knew it!

Susi sa Puso

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Most are true for me so iL just comment on what is not...

*You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

This is not me. If I commit with someone, it's unlikely that simple emotional swings, mood drives, or pleasing difficulties could "force" me to break up with someone. "Forced" is just too harsh a word. Why love in the first place if you would end up not understanding your partner for her shortcomings? Besides, in my opinion, all three factors above are "regular" women behaviors... especially during the cyclic schedules of what they call PMS. Nyahahaha.

*You'd like your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

I'd rather like her to think I'm dugyot and chaka and still love me inspite of that than stylish and alluring. *parang bading ata ang pagka deliver ko dun ah... me chaka chaka pa* Nyahahaha ulit.

Salamat kay Pintsik Jill para sa sarbey!

Habile! Habile Kayo Dyan!

Huh? $1,348,738 lang ang halaga ko?

Bilihin nyo na ko, please. Kelangan ko lang talaga ng pera para bilhin ang Pilipinas.

Salamat.

Hala, May Mumu Dyan!

This is an excerpt from a short story I am composing as a prelude to a cross-over novel conceptualized by my friend Jai the Schizo. The idea is to create two separate storylines that will intersect somewhere along each other's plot. Jai will take on the Vampire part of the story and I will take on the Werewolf half. The saga will be entitled "Bloodlust" and will revolve around the dark age of blood feud between the two races.

"Memento Mori" below served as a practice ground, as this is my first time to write a gothic-horror literary. It is also a preliminary gauge if I could really grasp the "feel" that Jai wanted to depict on the story (hopefully, I could... carry na ba Jai?).

Memento Mori
by Randell Parcon

"per'Nay H'rrad!! per'Bigrah!!"

The guttural roar sent chilling frights to the core of the attackers' will to satisfy their bloodlust. It caused them a moment’s hesitation to continue their onslaught on the desperate prey, the laceration on his left shoulder already bathing the white spots on his mane an ominous crimson.

But that fleeting cessation was all he needed...

His razor-blade claws instinctively dug on the dry bark of a fallen fig tree that he, himself, has contributed to uproot after he was slammed against it just a couple of minutes ago by his aggressors. With a display of uncanny strength he was known for, he hefted the log on his right arm and immediately sensed his first targets, partially concealed from the moon's eerie cast as they skillfully swept the forest's underbrush to charge at him with weapons brandished.

Shiny weapons, he observed as the silver moonlight glinted from its sharp edges.

Grunting, he twisted his hulking form to their direction, swinging the timber wildly at the attackers’ general direction. His sight was failing from the agony of pain embracing his sinuous bulk but the viciousness of the wallop alone was enough to send two wailing figures hurtling away from its lethal path.

No time to even gasp for breath.

He frantically rolled the makeshift club on his only effective hand as the other hung limply on his side, soaked in gore from its gaping shoulder wound. Just as he aimed for another swing, his muscles trembled from a paralyzing torment as the log slipped involuntarily from his clasp.

Barely summoning his remaining vitality, he craned his neck to look for the source of the searing pain while that same pain made him slump on the cold canopy floor with a loud thump. There, like an insignia of death crafted on his shoulder, a gleaming silver dagger was buried halfway into his open wound, the torture intolerable by even someone his bulk.

He fell, face first, on the fog-moisten forest grounds as he heard that ominous laugh again. From his periphery, he could figure out the familiar silhouette of its source.

"Enough, Killey. That vermin will bleed to death soon before his brethren will find him. Let this be an omen to them."

That man's mad laughter rippled sorely within his consciousness like termites gnawing at his very essence as it faded away along with his minions'.

With a graceful motion that rendered his vision totally succumbing to darkness and his breath almost stopping to heave, a slender figure nonchalantly pulled out the dagger from his wounds, disregarding how much of his sinews and tendons were torn on the process and strode to rejoin the retreating aggressors.

He was always taunted for being dumb and forgetful but he would never fail to remember the bleak image of his murderer up to even beyond death.

***

Earlier that evening, deep in the jungle known to the locals as Dürham Woods, he traversed the gloomy pathway where that familiar trail of smell wounded into the dense foliage.

“Where are my cubs?! I told em not to wander far from the hasadran. They’ll sure have some beatings when I saw them.”

He sneered then hunched his hulking form to level his head back on the ground, sniffing. His hairy, pointed ears twitched as he scanned the dark for sounds other than the usual nocturnal noises.

But heard none, except for the jagged scrapings of his bare, clawed feet on the uneven forest grounds.

Bam, and so as his brethrens on the pack of Vendetta, is a lycanthrope. His towering height, complimented with his massive pysique, solicited fear among the normal townsfolk of Dürham even when he was not in his half-wolf state - which every werewolf could transform into at a whim.

It was different within the pack though. Bam could as easily be described as dim-witted as he was uncannily strong by his fellow werewolves, whom he had lived a nomadic life with on different hasadrans he could never count anymore.

A swift slithering movement grazed the corner of his deep blue eyes, distracting his olfactory scan of the area for signs of his cubs. He reactively stretched into his full height and mustered an ominous gurgling growl, his upper lip outstretched to display his sharp canines as to warn any unexpected aggressors.

He flinched a second later when a big gray owl emerged from a nearby shrub and flew hastily away, obviously shaken by the half-wolf's reaction. Bam grunted and shrugged as he snooped back on the ground to continue his lead on the scent his cubs have left. They must return soon.

The pack Seekers with the leader - Vendetto - will hunt for food soon and no werewolves must stay far from the hasadran's radius while the leader was away. He was almost two miles away the hasadran's fringe and could not even smell the urine track that marked the boarder of their encampment. Should Vendetto hear words of his absence, the leader will surely summon the Seekers to find "that dumb werewolf". Relentless punishments will sure follow when they found him, regardless of a rational explanation.

"Grah!"

Bam's thoughts might have meandered too much because he never sensed the shadow that emerged from the tall grasses nearby and brushed past him in a blur. The surprise that the apparition incured from the half-wolf sent him a couple of steps backward, barely struggling to find his balance back after he tripped on a tangle of root jutting out of the ground.

Then, before he could brandish his claws towards the dark patch where the figure disappeared, Bam felt it. Warm blood trickling on his forearm from a slit of flesh just above his biceps. The hulking werewolf clasped it tightly as soon as he saw the blood rush at a lethal pace.

"Graaah!!"

This time his curse was drawn from a seething anger within. Bam now realized what was used to inflict the unnerving wound, and he also was fully aware that the wound will not mend even with a licantrophe's uncanny immune system.

"Silver!"

*****

Tapos na po... bitin noh? Hehe.

Justice League: Acceptance Camp

Last weekend we went to Rama Beach Resort in Botolan, Zambales. Trippings lang. There's no one among us who is familiar with the place, not even where in the world it is. Pinuntahan lang namin basta ng tanong-tanong lang. We arrived there on a drizzly afternoon after a couple of gas station stop-overs, taking the San Fernando - Subic - Dinalupihan route.

3/4 ng Justice League (Dan, Obi, Man, Coleen, DD)

Kami lang ang tao sa buong resort. It's not quite surprising though... hindi na summer (it's actually raining on about a quarter of our trip) and the place is quite far from the usual get-aways around the area.

We called the tour the "Acceptance" Camp. Pinagtripan kasi yung isang tropang Justice League na currently dumadaan daw sa "acceptance" period ng kanyang "heartbreaking"... but not really. Para sa psychological conditioning nya daw yung trip ng tropa. Heck, where's the fun kung walang laglagan. Hehe.

Rama Beach Resort

First activity - swimming agad!

Nilibot namin yung buong place and it's quite scenic. Mountain ranges behind us in the east, the South China Sea in the west, an open meadow bordering north, and a couple of resorts lining south. Astig. This is life. It was gloomy that afternoon and ang lakas ng hangin. Ang sarap makipag-wrestling sa waves which were a couple of feet higher than us. Ang trippings e pupunta kami sa malalim na part tapos pag hataw ng wave, palayuan ng gulong papuntang pampang. Hehe. Ang sakit sa katawan pero click.

Laro Tayo... Tulong, Obi, Tulong!

Man's cam captured all the antics. From our "acceptance" brainstorming session hanggang sa aming acting workshop. Nag try kaming kopyahin yung mga sawi sa pelikulang Pilipino... yung tamang umuulan tapos sumisigaw sa kalsada habang dumadakot ng putik ng dalwang kamay... tapos habang tinataas nya yung kamay niya at nalalaglag yung putik e isinisigaw nya yung pangalan ng mahal nya. Ahehehe. Riot! May tinuro pa nga ako na game sa kanila e. Ang title "Tulong, Obi Tulong!" Bale ang mechanics e maglalakad sila magkakahawak ang kamay papunta sa gitna ng dagat habang kinukuhaan ko sila ng camera. Ang unang sisigaw ng Tulong, Obi Tulong ay siyang lunod. Cute noh? Hehe.

Viva Hot Papas (Orgy!)

Tapos si Dan tinabunan namin ng buhangin. Nilagyan namin ng boobs. Mga 35-C siguro ang size nun. Tapos nilagyan din namin ng lawit. Mga 6 by 3 inches siguro yun. Laki noh? Hehe. Machong macho. Then, next activity - Beach Volleyball!Actually, pinag isipan muna kung Beach Volley or Patintero. But mas appealing yung Beach Volley. The teams are me, DD, and Jack and Dan, Man, and Psychologist Ayn on the other side. Talo kami first set, very decisive yung game. But we grabbed the second and third set. Ayun, nangamoy betlog sila kasi lulusot ang matatalo. Grabe nakakapagod. Hindi pala talaga biro ang magtatatakbo sa buhangin.

Beach Volley Area

Anyway, gumabi na and it's inuman time. Buksan na si Granma!

Granma - (n) Grand Matador. Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo

Acceptance Brainstorming Session with Inuman Combo

The next day after a sumptuous breakfast (sarap ng relyeno ni Man as usual!), we hit the beach again! Mainit na, unlike the first day. Kaya dito kami medyo nasunog. Itutuloy na sana namin mag patintero but may nakaisip gumawa ng sand castle so ayun... umpisahan na yan!

Sand HQ ng Justice League

The Proud Architects

We checked out in the afternoon of the second day. The return-trip was faster than the initial trip to Rama. Nagkaisa pang pumunta ng Baguio dahil wala naman daw pasok ng Monday. However, the idea withered down pagkakain namin sa Jollibee - Dinalupihan. Nanood na lang kami ng "Mr and Mrs Smith" sa San Fernando. At dahil sadyang makakati ang mga paa, nag bilyar pa kami sa Marlon's pag dating ng QC.

Bilyaran Time

Paplanuhin na lang yung pagpunta sa Baguio next time. Hindi rin mapakali ang JL ng walang galaan e... swak sa pagkapalaboy ko. Till next time then.

Justice League Minus One (Front: DD, Coleen, Ayn, Obi - Kubo Boys: Dan, Man)

Mister and Mistress Croft

SPOILER ALERT!!!

Watched "Mr and Mrs Smith" last Sunday in Rob Starmall - San Fernando on our way home from Zambales. Astig talaga si Angelina Jolie... dyosa!

In my honest opinion, the movie was not meant to be realistic. I mean, c'mon, uber-efficient assassins, absence of cops at the right moment, invulnerability of the lead roles, cinematic approach to most action sequels... grabe parang Tagalog movie na ang bida e si Ramon Revilla Sr. ala "Agimat".

What made the movie standout from the stereotype is that subtle twist that appeared somewhere going towards the climax when the couple was assigned to gun down the same subject. Unbeknownst to them, though they will discover later, the subject was actually a bait to lure them into killing each other. This ruckus will of course, as to create a cinematic resolution to the conflict, end up with both assassins reconciling to work against a now known common enemy.

To sum up, some might say the movie is a crap. This is true from a certain point of view, when you're the type who enjoys a sense of true to life quality in their movies. But if you're someone who scoffs at impossibilities on supposed real-life movie setup, HUWAG niyo na panoorin ito. Mababadtrip lang kayo dahil maraming imposibleng nangyari sa pelikula na 'to. It is fiction in truest form.

As I said, I believe the focus of the scriptwriter or the director is not to focus on being realistic BUT to tackle subjects on marriage and to present a medium wherein they can show what MARRYING really is, down to the most basic of its essence.

IF this is what they intend us to get from the movie, then I stand in ovation, clapping my hands to produce the loudest sound I could.

Bravo! Another movie with a "sense". This comes in short lately.

Oh, and have I said Angelina Jolie deserves that number one spot as FHM's sexiest woman in the world?

Temperature-rising. Tsk tsk.

German Moreno

The trip to Zambales was fun. I intended not too write about it without the pics. Bukas na lang. Nasa ibang Justice League pa yung mga pics e and it's their holiday today. Unfortunately, walang holiday for me since American holiday nga ang sinusunod namin so hindi namin Panginoon si Gloria pagdating dyan.

Nangitim ako and I'm loving it. Not that I look better with it. Ang dugyot ko nga lalo tignan pag moreno ako. But, it is my natural color. Lumaki akong alam kong sunog na kayumanggi ang kulay ko dahil sa kakalaro ko ng tatsing sa gitna ng kasikatan ng araw.

tatsing - (n.) larong bata kung san, gamit ang isang "pamato", kelangan mapalabas ang tansan, laruang plastik, o holen mula sa loob ng isang parisukat na ginuhit sa kalsada; nagiging larong matanda pag ang palalabasin sa parisukat ay piso o beyntesingko. Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo.

Kelan na lang ako medyo namutla ang kulay nung nag-oopisina na at natuto nang mandiri pagpawisan sa kalsada. Nakaka-puti daw talaga aircon. So why invest on Whitening Creams, bleaching agents at mga Mena (Sikreto ng Mga Yaya*)? E di bumili ka na lang ng aircon. Dati din kasi mahilig ako mag basketboL sa kalsada ng katanghalian. E ngayon pag medyo konyo ka na, scheduled na lagi ang mga basketboL game sa gym.

* Bato bato sa langit, ang tamaan Yaya.

Seriously, my tan rocks. I should consider hugging the sun more in the future so to retain my natural color. Mga kano nga tuwang-tuwa sa araw ng Pilipinas kahit alam nila na pag tuklap ng sunburn nila e puti pa din sila. All for the love of being tanned. Samantalang tayo e innate nang kayumanggi, ayaw pa natin.

Basta ako...

...tall, dark... and uhm... understanding.

=)

Gumala... Hangga't May Lupa.

Bukas may swimming kami sa Zambales. I dunno exactly where will it be but yung tropang Justice League told me it was like two hours more from Subic. Mukang magandang resort naman judging from the price they asked me to allot for it. Haven't seen it personally though, kahit sa pics lang. iL just post pics of the place here when I can.

Kahapon lang ako niyaya sumama dito. As usual. Kaya nga taong grasa ang dating monicker ko sa tropa kasi kahit saan pwede hilain. Even in short notices. Resident palaboy baga. The joy of being singol! =)

Anyway, got my stuffs packed this afternoon, dadaanan na lang daw ako dito sa office bukas since most of the Justice League dudes are from the morning shift. Sa biyahe na lang ako matutulog.

Ironic how I ended up having more "outings" around the start of the rainy season than during the height of the recent summer heat.

Justice Served

how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen

Hmm... not bad. Now where's that purple-beamed shaft? iL change "bad motherfucker" to "bad asswhopper".

Exclamation Marks!!!!!

Retarn op da Jedai!

*hinalikan ang blogger*

Tsup! Tsup! Tsup!

tsup (v.) - mas "jologs" na mwah. Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo

I'm back and way better this time. I still have my nose running around the office but it's better than inhaling from a nostril while the other was clogged like our toilet bowl. Hopefully, I can start editing pics for my "proposed" new template. I don't have anything to start with but imagining eating halo-halo in a damp, cold lungga gives me the push to hasten the modifications.

lungga (n.) - version ng jologs sa "hang-out" ng mga konyo, as in lungga is to jologs as hang-out is to konyo; kalimitang tindahan sa kanto, lumang waiting shed, o bakuran ng kung sino. Also see: "Tambayan". Source: Diksyunaryo ni Lolo

So what really happened when I was gone? Read ahead habang sariwa pa ang mga chizmax.

Two Day Heydays!

I checked out my online planner last Friday and discovered that hey, I'm scheduled for a vacation leave on the 6th and 7th! I really would like to share and "divulge" what's the reason for this VL but believe me when I say you'll sneer at me when you knew.

So what have I learned on the things that occurred on these two days?

1. Life is unfair. Just deal with it.

2. Love is unfair. LIVE with it.

3. Don't wait awake all the time. Take some time to sleep especially when you know what you'll be waiting will take some time... or will not materialize at all.

4. I'm on an early swing of a mid-life crisis.

5. You can fall for a stranger.

6. Love is blinder the second time around.

7. Players are winners in the game of love... hopeless romantics, losers. Thus, I was destined to lose.

8. Give your all and don't expect something in return. It will come the hard way... or not at all.

9. It's manly to cry. Those who will disagree have to schedule a fistfight with me.

10. Anger will lead you to the Dark side of the Force.

Don't mind me blabbering. =)

My New Buddies!

Guys, meet Rex the Right Lilac Chucks and resting beneath him is Lex the Left Lilac Chucks.

P1.7K sa Shoe Rack, Glorietta. Love at first sight!

Fabulous!

Family Affair!

Last Monday, my mom and my younger sibs officially moved from our Lipa residence to the one here in Pasay. It's enough for a province life for them. Enough with tsismosang kapitbahay. Enough with gloomy, "crickety" nights. Enough with fowl related wakening. Enough with that cute Southern accent... and no, it's not those "aye, ol' cowboy thang".

"Ganire Ga!" =)

Anyway, it has its up and down and one major bummer is "Aye aint no home alone 'nymoe"!

Masarap mag-isa sa bahay (I'm not actually alone there, but the dad doesn't normally stay there a lot. Sa barracks ang bahay nun). Good thing is I don't have to endure eating anything that comes up from inside a can, a frying pan, or a food establishment. Makakakain na din ako ng totoong ulam sa wakas and three times a day... side snacks excluded.

AY LAB YU MAMI! TSUP!

Hindi Pa Ko Tapos!

...and never will!

Thanks sa poster na binigay sa kin ng Justice League! Astig to mga bro. Lagay ko sa barracks ko.

Starwars Episode III Teaser Poster

More pics from the Survivor: Caliraya trip. (Those that I uploaded to my image server and haven't posted here yet... sayang ang space.)

My doggie tag...


More Selda Boyz...

Survivor: Caliraya... Dream, Believe, Survive!

Just got back here in the office and I'm still sick as a government official but this can't wait... mga koya at ati, girl boy bakla tomboy, amy suzy en tessy... The Survivor: Caliraya Challenge!

Held last May 28-29 in Caliraya, Laguna, the company came up with this theme to bolster this year's team building activity. We left Makati at exactly 6:00am (of course you know when I say "exactly" in Pinoy term, it means past 10 minutes or something) and arrived there around 9:00am. It's not until 10:00am though when all of us were boated to the camp site. The last time I've been there with my family, we took the long rough road trip up the place so we need not cross that artificial lake.

Crossing The Lake (Don Gulaman, Obi Macapuno, Mer Kamote)

Upon registration, we were given our "survival" kits and after a winding orientation, were assigned to our billets. E ampucha... pinagsama-sama kaming vampire shift sa isang cottage. The organizers don't have the slightest idea what they've done! Presenting... SELDA KATORSE and the KATORSE GANG...

that's me on the leftmost part...

And haven't I warned them that we are all nuts in the shift??

Mga Kosa, bastunin na yan!

Yung na-assign kasi na cottage sa 'min e Room 14 and puno ng military-grade bunks kaya mukhang pang-preso yung room so pinanindigan namin. Right then and there, we changed the room label to Selda 14 and edited ng roster list outside the cottage with our "jail" ranks. Ako ang Warden. Hehe. Ihanda ang rasyon!

There you go... #7 ang Warden.

And syempre para kumpleto ang kabulastugan kelangan pag astig kang preso, dapat tadtad ka ng tattoo. Kaya ayun, ang Mayor namin ang napagtripan namin at ginuhitan namin ng malaking puno ng niyog sa tiyan. I loved those coloring pens that came with the survival kit. Markahan na yan, Kosa!

Mayor, ok ba?

Not all the time was spent goofing around though, the days we were contained on that place were jampacked with exhilarating team events from treasuring hunting to adventure challenges... from obstacle races to uhm well... literally pouncing on the first edible thing that passed our line of sight. Hehe.

There was a "tribe" grouping and for some auspicious reasons (...and to fit with my purple Chucks, purple-bead bracelet attire perhaps?), I was assigned to the Violet Team which was later named the Toxotes Tribe. This time, they came with a better sense to disperse the Katorse Gang members randomly among the tribes. In the end, our tribe ended on the 4th place, points-wise. Not bad.

My Pro Purple Getup (First Row - Leftmost)

Ang highlights ng trip e syempre yung mga kabulastugan ng Selda Boyz...

There's this female colleague from a different department which I should say the "fairest" of the pack, that everytime she passed by or arrived at the activity room we started singing the chorus from Janno Gibbs' "Fallin'"... the one with the line goin' "I think I'm fallin', fallin', in love with you..."

Pucha... agaw atensyon talaga. Napapatingin lahat ng departments tsaka wala magawa pati mga boss but to laugh at the antic. Astig.

Then, at the following night, we "ganged" up all thirteen Katorse Gang members then raided our colleagues' room to bully them for food, stuffs, or any "trippings" we would like to do. Parang riot. Hehe. We even edited the room label of our officemate's cottage into a Dog Kennel. Yan ang team spirit! =)

To cap it, the team building event was a blast... only because we made it so and why not di ba. We're there to have fun in the first place and I'm glad we've had our share of our definition of FUN. Hehe. Till next year... hopefully!

Ang tattoo ko sa loob ng selda... syempre Halo-halo!


Dream, Believe, Survive!

Mother, Mother... I am Sicko

After days spent in the Survivor: Caliraya trip and a well-deserved rest last Monday (we follow American holidays and it's Memorial Day last 30th), I got sick. I really like to post something about the Caliraya tour yesterday but I'm too busy with pending works. Yep, I still go here in the office despite my flu... well, that's "back to reality" for me. I'm as frigid as a snow cone because of the AC here and I just hate the feeling.

Anakanampucha... tinatablan pa pala ako ng lagnat. My last flu was years ago. I don't medicate myself and I rarely believe in the effectiveness of unprescribed drugs. Nung bata pa nga ako Skyflakes lang at Mirinda ang katapat ng lagnat, gumagaling na ko. Tsaka bimpo sa ulo na hinugasan sa tubig na may alcohol. Tsaka dasal ni Lola.

Salamats sa mga Tag Board Tambays! I really like it when I have something to read when I view my blog. iL be back with you as soon as I can mga repapips, together with my chismax from the Caliraya tour. Just post away anything of concern... lalo na kung about sa kampanya ni Eddie Gil, interested ako. Kita kits!

Merci!