Shoni , sya ay bumili ng panty sa bangketa dyan sa tabi-tabi
Na na na , nagka allergy namantal ay sya’y nangati
(repeat 2x)
Ng luma na ang panting gamit nahiya na sa kanyang boypren
Sya ay nagtitipid , pag bumili ng bago , wala na syang pang kain
Oi akalain mo , bumili sya dun sa kanyang friend
Di moa lam kung ba’t mura to
Di moa lam kung saan nang galling
Bargain!
Galing divisoria? Hindi
Galign sa Sm? Hindi
Avon o Triumph? Alam nyo ba kung saan nabili?
Chorus:
Kay Toni na nanunungkit ng panty, Binebenta nya sa tabi-tabi
Na na na napaka mura
Limam-piso bawat isa
Si Shoni sya ay bumili ng panty
Sa bangketa dun kila mang toni
Na na na nagka allergy
Namatal at sya’y nangati
Monday, December 27, 2010
Crazy Old Mobile
My mobile phone acted crazy today, it deleted all my contacts in a single reboot. What I did to replenish my phone book was to ask my friends at Facebook one by one, careful not to spill their numbers to anyone except us. And so it did, phone book has risen from its digital ashes and added more numbers than before.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tattoo
Many people decide on a tattoo design based on a special occurrence in their lives. It might be a deceased loved one's name or even a current husband or wife. People want to let others know that their tattoo has meaning and is not just a passing fancy. Regardless of modern reasons, the tattoo once held deeper meaning. It could mean the difference between life and death for the wearer.
Japan's history of tattooing goes back to 10000 B.C.E. to 300 B.C.E. (Before the Common Era). It was used for healing, identifying a soldier should he perish on the battlefield and be stripped of his armor and even to identify rites of passage for certain tribes. Perhaps the most familiar of Japanese body art is associated with the organized crime group the Yakuza. Similar to the Italian Mafia, the Yakuza has long been associated with the less than desirable elements of society. Anything from illegal gambling to racketeering is within its grasp.
Surprisingly though, the tattoo design found most often on Yakuza members is that of beautiful scenes and elaborate details. The method used though is less than beautiful. Yakuza members, as a way to test their resolve and strength, do not get tattooed with a tattoo machine. It is a hand held instrument that is not without pain.
Tattoo's signifying power or lack of is not the sole property of China or Japan. In Russia a tattoo design can be a calling card of that person's life choices. If the person is a murderer, his or her tattoos will show this to the world and everyone will know. The flip side is true as well. If a person is an informant or has lied about a deed, he or she may be forcefully tattooed to show their mistakes to the world.
Japan's history of tattooing goes back to 10000 B.C.E. to 300 B.C.E. (Before the Common Era). It was used for healing, identifying a soldier should he perish on the battlefield and be stripped of his armor and even to identify rites of passage for certain tribes. Perhaps the most familiar of Japanese body art is associated with the organized crime group the Yakuza. Similar to the Italian Mafia, the Yakuza has long been associated with the less than desirable elements of society. Anything from illegal gambling to racketeering is within its grasp.
Surprisingly though, the tattoo design found most often on Yakuza members is that of beautiful scenes and elaborate details. The method used though is less than beautiful. Yakuza members, as a way to test their resolve and strength, do not get tattooed with a tattoo machine. It is a hand held instrument that is not without pain.
Tattoo's signifying power or lack of is not the sole property of China or Japan. In Russia a tattoo design can be a calling card of that person's life choices. If the person is a murderer, his or her tattoos will show this to the world and everyone will know. The flip side is true as well. If a person is an informant or has lied about a deed, he or she may be forcefully tattooed to show their mistakes to the world.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Post Celebration
I'm am now 27, my friend Albert is now 28 and we both share the same birth date. My fiance decided to give me a celebration party for not more than ten friends, I have a list of trusted and closest friends embedded in my head, one of them is dead and now rocking in heaven. I invited them all, but their schedule made it impossible for them to show up, that's fine with me.
The celebration made my night extra special.
The celebration made my night extra special.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Torrent as a Science
These are the jargons that you need to know but not necessarily memorize while doing torrent downloads.
torrent
Usually this refers to the small metadata file you receive from the web server (the one that ends in .torrent.) Metadata here means that the file contains information about the data you want to download, not the data itself. This is what is sent to your computer when you click on a download link on a website. You can also save the torrent file to your local system, and then click on it to open the BitTorrent download. This is useful if you want to be able to re-open the torrent later on without having to find the link again.
In some uses, it can also refer to everything associated with a certain file available with BitTorrent. For example, someone might say "I downloaded that torrent" or "that server has a lot of good torrents", meaning there are lots of good files available via BitTorrent on that server.
peer
A peer is another computer on the internet that you connect to and transfer data. Generally a peer does not have the complete file, otherwise it would be called a seed. Some people also refer to peers as leeches, to distinguish them from those generous folks who have completed their download and continue to leave the client running and act as a seed.
seed
A computer that has a complete copy of a certain torrent. Once your client finishes downloading, it will remain open until you click the Finish button (or otherwise close it.) This is known as being a seed or seeding. You can also start a BT client with a complete file, and once BT has checked the file it will connect and seed the file to others. Generally, it's considered good manners to continue seeding a file after you have finished downloading, to help out others. Also, when a new torrent is posted to a tracker, someone must seed it in order for it to be available to others. Remember, the tracker doesn't know anything of the actual contents of a file, so it's important to follow through and seed a file if you upload the torrent to a tracker.
reseed
When there are zero seeds for a given torrent (and not enough peers to have a distributed copy), then eventually all the peers will get stuck with an incomplete file, since no one in the swarm has the missing pieces. When this happens, someone with a complete file (a seed) must connect to the swarm so that those missing pieces can be transferred. This is called reseeding. Usually a request for a reseed comes with an implicit promise that the requester will leave his or her client open for some time period after finishing (to add longevity to the torrent) in return for the kind soul reseeding the file.
swarm
The group of machines that are collectively connected for a particular file. For example, if you start a BitTorrent client and it tells you that you're connected to 10 peers and 3 seeds, then the swarm consists of you and those 13 other people.
tracker
A server on the Internet that acts to coordinate the action of BitTorrent clients. When you open a torrent, your machine contacts the tracker and asks for a list of peers to contact. Periodically throughout the transfer, your machine will check in with the tracker, telling it how much you've downloaded and uploaded, how much you have left before finishing, and the state you're in (starting, finished download, stopping.) If a tracker is down and you try to open a torrent, you will be unable to connect. If a tracker goes down during a torrent (i.e., you have already connected at some point and are already talking to peers), you will be able to continue transferring with those peers, but no new peers will be able to contact you. Often tracker errors are temporary, so the best thing to do is just wait and leave the client open to continue trying.
downloading
Receiving data FROM another computer.
uploading
Sending data TO another computer.
share rating
If you are using the experimental client with the stats-patch, you will see a share rating displayed on the GUI panel. This is simply the ratio of your amount uploaded divided by your amount downloaded. The amounts used are for the current session only, not over the history of the file. If you achieve a share ratio of 1.0, that would mean you've uploaded as much as you've downloaded. The higher the number, the more you have contributed. If you see a share ratio of "oo", this means infinity, which will happen if you open a BT client with a complete file (i.e., you seed the file.) In this case you download nothing since you have the full file, and so anything you send will cause the ratio to reach infinity. Note: The share rating is just a number that is displayed for your convenience. It does not directly affect any aspect of the client at all. In general, out of courtesy to others you should strive to keep this ratio as high as possible, of course.
distributed copies
In some versions of the client, you will see the text "Connected to n seeds; also seeing n.nnn distributed copies." A seed is a machine with the complete file. However, the swarm can collectively have a complete copy (or copies) of the file, and that is what this is telling you. Referring again to the "people at a table" analogy (see (Xref) What is BitTorrent?), consider the case where the book has 10 pages, and person A has pp.1-5 and B has pp.6-10. Collectively, A and B have a complete copy of the book, even though no one person has the whole thing. In other words, even if there are no seeds, as long as there is at least one distributed copy of the file everyone can eventually get a complete file. Meditate on this, the Zen of BitTorrent, grasshopper.
choked
This is a term used in the description of the BitTorrent protocol . It refers to the state of an uploader, i.e. the thread that sends data to another peer. When a connection is choked, it means that the transmitter doesn't currently want to send anything on that link. A BT client signals that it's choked to other clients for a number of reasons, but the most common is that by default a client will only maintain --max_uploads active simultaneous uploads, the rest will be marked choked. (The default value is 4 and this is the same setting that experimental client GUI lets you adjust.) A connection can also be choked for other reasons, for example a peer downloading from a seed will mark his connection as choked since the seed is not interested in receiving anything. Note that since each connection is bidirectional and symmetrical, there are two choked flags for each connection, one for each Tx endpoint.
interested
Another term used in the protocol specification. This is the corollary to the choked flag, in that interested refers to the state of a downloader with respect to a connection. A downloader is marked as interested if the other end of the link has any pieces that the client wants, otherwise the connection is marked as not interested.
snubbed
If the client has not received anything after a certain period (default: 60 seconds), it marks a connection as snubbed, in that the peer on the other end has chosen not to send in a while. See the definition of choked for reasons why an uploader might mark a connection as choked. The real function of keeping track of this variable is to improve download speeds. Occasionally the client will find itself in a state where even though it is connected to many peers, it is choked by all of them. The client uses the snubbed flag in an attempt to prevent this situation. It notes that a peer with whom it would like to trade pieces with has not sent anything in a while, and rather than leaving it up to the optimistic choking to eventuall select that peer, it instead reserves one of its upload slots for sending to that peer. (Reference)
optimistic unchoking
Periodically, the client shakes up the list of uploaders and tries sending on different connections that were previously choked, and choking the connections it was just using. You can observe this action every 10 or 20 seconds or so, by watching the "Advanced" panel of one of the experimental clients.
torrent
Usually this refers to the small metadata file you receive from the web server (the one that ends in .torrent.) Metadata here means that the file contains information about the data you want to download, not the data itself. This is what is sent to your computer when you click on a download link on a website. You can also save the torrent file to your local system, and then click on it to open the BitTorrent download. This is useful if you want to be able to re-open the torrent later on without having to find the link again.
In some uses, it can also refer to everything associated with a certain file available with BitTorrent. For example, someone might say "I downloaded that torrent" or "that server has a lot of good torrents", meaning there are lots of good files available via BitTorrent on that server.
peer
A peer is another computer on the internet that you connect to and transfer data. Generally a peer does not have the complete file, otherwise it would be called a seed. Some people also refer to peers as leeches, to distinguish them from those generous folks who have completed their download and continue to leave the client running and act as a seed.
seed
A computer that has a complete copy of a certain torrent. Once your client finishes downloading, it will remain open until you click the Finish button (or otherwise close it.) This is known as being a seed or seeding. You can also start a BT client with a complete file, and once BT has checked the file it will connect and seed the file to others. Generally, it's considered good manners to continue seeding a file after you have finished downloading, to help out others. Also, when a new torrent is posted to a tracker, someone must seed it in order for it to be available to others. Remember, the tracker doesn't know anything of the actual contents of a file, so it's important to follow through and seed a file if you upload the torrent to a tracker.
reseed
When there are zero seeds for a given torrent (and not enough peers to have a distributed copy), then eventually all the peers will get stuck with an incomplete file, since no one in the swarm has the missing pieces. When this happens, someone with a complete file (a seed) must connect to the swarm so that those missing pieces can be transferred. This is called reseeding. Usually a request for a reseed comes with an implicit promise that the requester will leave his or her client open for some time period after finishing (to add longevity to the torrent) in return for the kind soul reseeding the file.
swarm
The group of machines that are collectively connected for a particular file. For example, if you start a BitTorrent client and it tells you that you're connected to 10 peers and 3 seeds, then the swarm consists of you and those 13 other people.
tracker
A server on the Internet that acts to coordinate the action of BitTorrent clients. When you open a torrent, your machine contacts the tracker and asks for a list of peers to contact. Periodically throughout the transfer, your machine will check in with the tracker, telling it how much you've downloaded and uploaded, how much you have left before finishing, and the state you're in (starting, finished download, stopping.) If a tracker is down and you try to open a torrent, you will be unable to connect. If a tracker goes down during a torrent (i.e., you have already connected at some point and are already talking to peers), you will be able to continue transferring with those peers, but no new peers will be able to contact you. Often tracker errors are temporary, so the best thing to do is just wait and leave the client open to continue trying.
downloading
Receiving data FROM another computer.
uploading
Sending data TO another computer.
share rating
If you are using the experimental client with the stats-patch, you will see a share rating displayed on the GUI panel. This is simply the ratio of your amount uploaded divided by your amount downloaded. The amounts used are for the current session only, not over the history of the file. If you achieve a share ratio of 1.0, that would mean you've uploaded as much as you've downloaded. The higher the number, the more you have contributed. If you see a share ratio of "oo", this means infinity, which will happen if you open a BT client with a complete file (i.e., you seed the file.) In this case you download nothing since you have the full file, and so anything you send will cause the ratio to reach infinity. Note: The share rating is just a number that is displayed for your convenience. It does not directly affect any aspect of the client at all. In general, out of courtesy to others you should strive to keep this ratio as high as possible, of course.
distributed copies
In some versions of the client, you will see the text "Connected to n seeds; also seeing n.nnn distributed copies." A seed is a machine with the complete file. However, the swarm can collectively have a complete copy (or copies) of the file, and that is what this is telling you. Referring again to the "people at a table" analogy (see (Xref) What is BitTorrent?), consider the case where the book has 10 pages, and person A has pp.1-5 and B has pp.6-10. Collectively, A and B have a complete copy of the book, even though no one person has the whole thing. In other words, even if there are no seeds, as long as there is at least one distributed copy of the file everyone can eventually get a complete file. Meditate on this, the Zen of BitTorrent, grasshopper.
choked
This is a term used in the description of the BitTorrent protocol . It refers to the state of an uploader, i.e. the thread that sends data to another peer. When a connection is choked, it means that the transmitter doesn't currently want to send anything on that link. A BT client signals that it's choked to other clients for a number of reasons, but the most common is that by default a client will only maintain --max_uploads active simultaneous uploads, the rest will be marked choked. (The default value is 4 and this is the same setting that experimental client GUI lets you adjust.) A connection can also be choked for other reasons, for example a peer downloading from a seed will mark his connection as choked since the seed is not interested in receiving anything. Note that since each connection is bidirectional and symmetrical, there are two choked flags for each connection, one for each Tx endpoint.
interested
Another term used in the protocol specification. This is the corollary to the choked flag, in that interested refers to the state of a downloader with respect to a connection. A downloader is marked as interested if the other end of the link has any pieces that the client wants, otherwise the connection is marked as not interested.
snubbed
If the client has not received anything after a certain period (default: 60 seconds), it marks a connection as snubbed, in that the peer on the other end has chosen not to send in a while. See the definition of choked for reasons why an uploader might mark a connection as choked. The real function of keeping track of this variable is to improve download speeds. Occasionally the client will find itself in a state where even though it is connected to many peers, it is choked by all of them. The client uses the snubbed flag in an attempt to prevent this situation. It notes that a peer with whom it would like to trade pieces with has not sent anything in a while, and rather than leaving it up to the optimistic choking to eventuall select that peer, it instead reserves one of its upload slots for sending to that peer. (Reference)
optimistic unchoking
Periodically, the client shakes up the list of uploaders and tries sending on different connections that were previously choked, and choking the connections it was just using. You can observe this action every 10 or 20 seconds or so, by watching the "Advanced" panel of one of the experimental clients.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Paboritong Linya ng mga Babaero
Ugaling gumamit ng “What If” sa mga banat sa babae.
Style para masabi ang gustong gawin sa babae.
Kung sa palagay mo ay tagilid ka sa gusto mong maging chiks.. At ayaw mong mabusted, o mapahiya,
eto ang sagot.
Ex. “What if manligaw ako? Okey lang ba?”
***kung ang sagot nya ay OO, ayos yun!
Pero kung ang sagot nya ay Hindi,etc….
eto ang sabihin mo:
“Okey lang yun.. What if lang naman eh..”
Kung gusto mong umiscore at nagdadalawang isip ka at baka magalit?
Gumamit ng “What if”!!
Ex. “What if halikan kita bigla.. magagalit ka ba?”
“What if yayain kita mag-out of town, tayong dalawa lang, 3days 2nights, papayag ka?”
***Same principle din sa iba pang sitwasyon..
Tandaan, may mga babae na 1st move lang ang inaantay para mapagbigyan ka.
At, walang mangyayari kung walang gagawin.
Babaero Qualifications
1. Hindi tinitira ang babae ng kaibigan.
2. Malinis ang bahay, kwarto, pwesto ng sibakan.
3. Hindi kiss and tell.
4. Laging safe.
5. Laging dinedeny ang mga sinibak na babae.
6. Walang account sa Facebook, Friendster, etc.
7. Laging 'read between the lines' ang mga banat.
8. Hindi manyakis.
9. Alam kung ano ang nasa picture.
10. Hindi mayabang, tahimik lang.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Sprocket Head
I figure; since I'm always out, taking long trips just to go to my girlfriends place, and hates Philippine traffic, I'm gonna get a motorcycle. I'm not the I-told-you-so type of guy who would go for a bike that does 0-60 in 3 seconds, I'm not a speed demon. I don't even like super bikes, I admire them for the looks and the power it holds but not to the extent that I'm gonna ride one.
I'm into two-strokes. Why? it doubles the power of what a four-stroke has, and it's a lot cheaper. I'm into standard motorcycles a.k.a Pantra or Pang-tricycle. My mother doesn't like the idea of us owning a motorcycle, but if my father owned one back in his younger years maybe mom wouldn't be a bitch about it when a motorcycle rolls in our garage.
I'm into two-strokes. Why? it doubles the power of what a four-stroke has, and it's a lot cheaper. I'm into standard motorcycles a.k.a Pantra or Pang-tricycle. My mother doesn't like the idea of us owning a motorcycle, but if my father owned one back in his younger years maybe mom wouldn't be a bitch about it when a motorcycle rolls in our garage.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Status Quo
Facebook says, "What's on your mind?". Twitter says, "What's Happenning?". Social networking sites or not an opinion is one's opinion, let's respect that. No one as in no one is forcing anybody to take part to one's own opinion especially if you just gonna say sh*t. Answer this: will you get paid answering posts?. That's what they wanna talk about, that's their deal; Always remember just seven letters R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Sand Blasting
My mind is working overtime…everytime…, knots and knots of endless traffic of words. Emotion, action, sour grapes, machines, leisure, etc. I used to own a journal back in grade school, but when a monstrous female classmate read mine in-front of everyone my world crumbles and vowed to never ever own one again until the birth of notes application in cellphones.
I have trouble sleeping or keeping anything in focus if I don’t write it down, so my phone doubles as my journal. Every now and then I put something there coming from my clogged mind. Plans, play, workout, quotes, overheard words, everything. Then came Friendster a social networking site, everyday sometimes every minute my shout out is jammed with thoughts that sometimes I’m the only who can understand it. Then I switched to Facebook partly because of the games and the chat capability, I have Twitter too, and this blog.
I’m a quiet person, and me saying all these, you probably won’t believe me, ask around and you’ll see. I have to say whatever I feel or else I go crazy, in this case, typing it. I do have experiences that when I say something, someone surely will be offended, so I try to keep my big mouth shut and fled to blogging town. I don’t wanna say something when I’m angry (face to face) or else be sand blasted by words.
I have trouble sleeping or keeping anything in focus if I don’t write it down, so my phone doubles as my journal. Every now and then I put something there coming from my clogged mind. Plans, play, workout, quotes, overheard words, everything. Then came Friendster a social networking site, everyday sometimes every minute my shout out is jammed with thoughts that sometimes I’m the only who can understand it. Then I switched to Facebook partly because of the games and the chat capability, I have Twitter too, and this blog.
I’m a quiet person, and me saying all these, you probably won’t believe me, ask around and you’ll see. I have to say whatever I feel or else I go crazy, in this case, typing it. I do have experiences that when I say something, someone surely will be offended, so I try to keep my big mouth shut and fled to blogging town. I don’t wanna say something when I’m angry (face to face) or else be sand blasted by words.
Monday, August 16, 2010
The Office Superstars
I’ve been working since I was a kid, as a delivery boy. When I reached high school, I started installing products and everything else that concerns our family business. When I received my driver’s license, I turned into a motorized delivery boy and everything else. I encountered every obstacle imaginable; irritating customers, wise-cracking suppliers, cheating business partners, and those who doesn’t know what they’re talking about. I worked at different offices as I age, different companies, different people.
Over the years I developed a skill of reading a person, ‘profiling’ as what others call it. It keeps me out of trouble, but if can’t be avoided I know where, when and how to strike; because I already know who you are and what you can do, hence ‘profiling’.
I’m not writing this to boast. I’m doing this to share something, share what you already know but can’t decipher on your own on as to who they are and what they’re dealing with. Remember, they are your co-workers and you can’t do anything about them unless your boss fires them.
Meet the office stars.
1. The Pathological Liar (PL). They will contradict what they say. This will become very clear over time. They usually aren't smart enough to keep track of so many lies (who would be?). This can be almost anyone. You already met one I’m sure and everybody hates him/her (sometimes secretly) for a variety of reasons. This people are also known as “Posers”, people who tell something they’re not just to fit in society. They’ll lie about their hobbies, family, what they own, abilities, etc. I met one who lie to almost everything…super long story and I don’t want my fingers to bleed while typing.
2. The Reporter. He/She has lots of friends, including the bosses. I call him/her Motor mouth, because you consider them as a real friend you discuss things, share secrets, share problems, share disgusts with other people, work related problems and whatnot; and everybody knows it not just the reporter but everyone, they know everything about you including the name of your pet.
3. The Barrel. He/She it doesn’t matter, it’s everyone’s friend especially if you drink with them. We all know that work sucks, big time. So what we do with our salaries is to reward ourselves with something to ease the pain of working; shoes, bags, movies, food, vehicles, travel, top of the line gadgets, others like to just save up incase something happens and you need cash or for some other reasons that we humans have. Mr. and Mrs. /Ms. Barrel here like to do one thing, save up for beer. Even if it’s not pay day these folks after shift would go to a watering hole and enjoy the Barrel family. They’re normal people, with normal lives, aside from one thing; they run from their frustrations, their own problems, their own lives. They rather go and drink up as much as they can than go home to their families and enjoy their company and face whatever there is to face. The Reporter, OL, Barrel, SL, Agent Numb 01 and User Interface are here also, they’re one big happy God forsaken family.
4. Agent Numb 01. They are the weak hearted individuals who enjoy the company of the five office stars. They’re numb to the bone. They can copy the five office stars characteristics, as they breathe it in and out of their system. They have problems of their own and they know what solution to take, and especially they know how and why it started. They don’t appreciate things as normal people do.
5. The Sympathy Liar (SL). These people won’t take ‘no’ for an answer. They’ll say things to you that they don’t even mean just to get what they want and to take the arrows of flaming blame out of their poor sap faces. They instantly forget what they have said to you, to your co-workers, to your boss because of their thousand storey high egos blocking human sanity. Their words contradict to what they mean.
6. User Interface. Like Agent Numb 01, the characteristics of the five can be channeled to their small brains. They will use you to gain advantage of something they want to get ahead of and some. End of story.
The best offenses with these fools are to laugh at them, smile at them, and show them how happy your life is without them. Whatever you and your real friends talked about, shared about, believe me once they heard of it they’ll think it’s them. Knowing how guilty they are of what the hell they do is priceless.
Over the years I developed a skill of reading a person, ‘profiling’ as what others call it. It keeps me out of trouble, but if can’t be avoided I know where, when and how to strike; because I already know who you are and what you can do, hence ‘profiling’.
I’m not writing this to boast. I’m doing this to share something, share what you already know but can’t decipher on your own on as to who they are and what they’re dealing with. Remember, they are your co-workers and you can’t do anything about them unless your boss fires them.
Meet the office stars.
1. The Pathological Liar (PL). They will contradict what they say. This will become very clear over time. They usually aren't smart enough to keep track of so many lies (who would be?). This can be almost anyone. You already met one I’m sure and everybody hates him/her (sometimes secretly) for a variety of reasons. This people are also known as “Posers”, people who tell something they’re not just to fit in society. They’ll lie about their hobbies, family, what they own, abilities, etc. I met one who lie to almost everything…super long story and I don’t want my fingers to bleed while typing.
2. The Reporter. He/She has lots of friends, including the bosses. I call him/her Motor mouth, because you consider them as a real friend you discuss things, share secrets, share problems, share disgusts with other people, work related problems and whatnot; and everybody knows it not just the reporter but everyone, they know everything about you including the name of your pet.
3. The Barrel. He/She it doesn’t matter, it’s everyone’s friend especially if you drink with them. We all know that work sucks, big time. So what we do with our salaries is to reward ourselves with something to ease the pain of working; shoes, bags, movies, food, vehicles, travel, top of the line gadgets, others like to just save up incase something happens and you need cash or for some other reasons that we humans have. Mr. and Mrs. /Ms. Barrel here like to do one thing, save up for beer. Even if it’s not pay day these folks after shift would go to a watering hole and enjoy the Barrel family. They’re normal people, with normal lives, aside from one thing; they run from their frustrations, their own problems, their own lives. They rather go and drink up as much as they can than go home to their families and enjoy their company and face whatever there is to face. The Reporter, OL, Barrel, SL, Agent Numb 01 and User Interface are here also, they’re one big happy God forsaken family.
4. Agent Numb 01. They are the weak hearted individuals who enjoy the company of the five office stars. They’re numb to the bone. They can copy the five office stars characteristics, as they breathe it in and out of their system. They have problems of their own and they know what solution to take, and especially they know how and why it started. They don’t appreciate things as normal people do.
5. The Sympathy Liar (SL). These people won’t take ‘no’ for an answer. They’ll say things to you that they don’t even mean just to get what they want and to take the arrows of flaming blame out of their poor sap faces. They instantly forget what they have said to you, to your co-workers, to your boss because of their thousand storey high egos blocking human sanity. Their words contradict to what they mean.
6. User Interface. Like Agent Numb 01, the characteristics of the five can be channeled to their small brains. They will use you to gain advantage of something they want to get ahead of and some. End of story.
The best offenses with these fools are to laugh at them, smile at them, and show them how happy your life is without them. Whatever you and your real friends talked about, shared about, believe me once they heard of it they’ll think it’s them. Knowing how guilty they are of what the hell they do is priceless.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Meet Food Ninjary
I've been under the knife twice, the first one was in 2004, and the second, 2010; for the same reason...cholesterol. I'm not that fat, I don't weigh 300lbs or more, but I'm overweight and lacks exercise. You see, I'm obsessed with food. Not in a bad way, I do not hoard food just for my own consumption. I cook. My friends cook. My girl cook. My family cook. All good food, so hard not to taste all of 'em. Tasting becomes eating becomes gorging becomes stacking becomes "The Fatness Sickness". Obesity on the other hand is different.
The Fatness Sickness has been my friend since college. It helped cope up with homework, stress, and everything else.
I'm forgetting her now, I don't like her anymore, without her I feel more energized. Oh, and I don't smoke anymore too, I drink...occasionally. I'm riding my bike more, and I have a new friend, her name is "Food Ninjary". It's not that easy to get along with her though, it might take up time to get to know her but I'll walk you through.
No cakes. No chocolate. No crisps.
That simple. You don't have to really eliminate them entirely because I know and you know that they are our bestfriends, but our bestfriends are connected with Fatness Sickness mafia family. Just put a day in a month for you to be with our bestfriends and everybody happy. Exercise more, whether it be biking, mountaineering, brisk walking, running, jogging, etc. it's up to you, Food Ninjary will help you achieve wellness again.
The Fatness Sickness has been my friend since college. It helped cope up with homework, stress, and everything else.
I'm forgetting her now, I don't like her anymore, without her I feel more energized. Oh, and I don't smoke anymore too, I drink...occasionally. I'm riding my bike more, and I have a new friend, her name is "Food Ninjary". It's not that easy to get along with her though, it might take up time to get to know her but I'll walk you through.
No cakes. No chocolate. No crisps.
That simple. You don't have to really eliminate them entirely because I know and you know that they are our bestfriends, but our bestfriends are connected with Fatness Sickness mafia family. Just put a day in a month for you to be with our bestfriends and everybody happy. Exercise more, whether it be biking, mountaineering, brisk walking, running, jogging, etc. it's up to you, Food Ninjary will help you achieve wellness again.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
25 Signs She's High Maintenance
1. She won’t do a summer rental with your friends because it requires sharing a bathroom.
2. For her, complaining is a form of conversation.
3. She won’t take public transportation.
4. She travels with her reflexologist.
5. She immediately accepts your offer to drop her at the entrance of the restaurant while you crisscross looking for a parking space.
6. Her idea of sexy Saturday involves you following her around while she shops.
7. If she has blemishes, she won’t go out in public.
8. She won’t drink beer.
9. She rips you a new one if you happen to leave her side for more than a minute at a social engagement.
10. She carries her new handbag for one season only, and then torches it.
11. She never carries cash.
12. In anticipation of your three day business trip, she line’s up a spa day, a girl’s night out, a shopping date and her friends drinks mojitos and watch Sex and the City DVDs.
13. She wears jewelry to the beach.
14. Her dad calls her princess.
15. She has a purse dog named Dior.
16. She’s a failed actress.
17. She likes gin.
18. She speaks with an American accent even though she grew up in Cardona, Rizal.
19. Her monthly grooming bills are higher than your car payments.
20. She has more women’s magazines in her apartment than she has novels.
21. She has a publicist – even though she doesn’t work.
22. All her friends are married or attached to offsprings of rich people.
23. All her relatives are rich.
24. Her last three exes are rich.
25. She refers to her mother as Bitch Face.
2. For her, complaining is a form of conversation.
3. She won’t take public transportation.
4. She travels with her reflexologist.
5. She immediately accepts your offer to drop her at the entrance of the restaurant while you crisscross looking for a parking space.
6. Her idea of sexy Saturday involves you following her around while she shops.
7. If she has blemishes, she won’t go out in public.
8. She won’t drink beer.
9. She rips you a new one if you happen to leave her side for more than a minute at a social engagement.
10. She carries her new handbag for one season only, and then torches it.
11. She never carries cash.
12. In anticipation of your three day business trip, she line’s up a spa day, a girl’s night out, a shopping date and her friends drinks mojitos and watch Sex and the City DVDs.
13. She wears jewelry to the beach.
14. Her dad calls her princess.
15. She has a purse dog named Dior.
16. She’s a failed actress.
17. She likes gin.
18. She speaks with an American accent even though she grew up in Cardona, Rizal.
19. Her monthly grooming bills are higher than your car payments.
20. She has more women’s magazines in her apartment than she has novels.
21. She has a publicist – even though she doesn’t work.
22. All her friends are married or attached to offsprings of rich people.
23. All her relatives are rich.
24. Her last three exes are rich.
25. She refers to her mother as Bitch Face.
Friday, July 23, 2010
25 Signs She is Low Maintenance
1. She eats anything.
2. She doesn’t keep a journal.
3. She doesn’t talk baby talk.
4. She can navigate for you – and she knows how to fold the map.
5. When you mention camping, she doesn’t groan.
6. She’ll never ask the waitress to bring the salad dressing “on the side”.
7. She happily meets you at parties (in other words, she doesn’t require breathlessly attentive chaperoning for her big entrance).
8. She’s asleep when you come home late.
9. When you are tired or tipsy, she offers to drive.
10. She doesn’t mind if you see her in her morning ablutions.
11. When you travel, she doesn’t have to cart her makeup around in a separate bag on wheels that’s bigger than a marine’s field pack.
12. She thinks that going out on Valentines day and New Year’s is overrated.
13. She hates bed-and-breakfast more than you do.
14. She only screams when she’s having fun.
15. She drinks beer from a bottle.
16. She’s not always wearing makeup.
17. She doesn’t see the point of sending flowers, since “they end up dead in the trash”.
18. She’s OK with peeing on the side of the road when there’s no rest stop in sight for fifty miles.
19. She never says “Hold me.”
20. She cleans up after her dog.
21. She cleans up after you.
22. When she’s pissed she tells you why.
23. You don’t have to make a thirty minute PowerPoint presentation in order to have sex with her.
24. When the remote isn’t working, she knows it’s the battery.
25. She’s not a cat person.
2. She doesn’t keep a journal.
3. She doesn’t talk baby talk.
4. She can navigate for you – and she knows how to fold the map.
5. When you mention camping, she doesn’t groan.
6. She’ll never ask the waitress to bring the salad dressing “on the side”.
7. She happily meets you at parties (in other words, she doesn’t require breathlessly attentive chaperoning for her big entrance).
8. She’s asleep when you come home late.
9. When you are tired or tipsy, she offers to drive.
10. She doesn’t mind if you see her in her morning ablutions.
11. When you travel, she doesn’t have to cart her makeup around in a separate bag on wheels that’s bigger than a marine’s field pack.
12. She thinks that going out on Valentines day and New Year’s is overrated.
13. She hates bed-and-breakfast more than you do.
14. She only screams when she’s having fun.
15. She drinks beer from a bottle.
16. She’s not always wearing makeup.
17. She doesn’t see the point of sending flowers, since “they end up dead in the trash”.
18. She’s OK with peeing on the side of the road when there’s no rest stop in sight for fifty miles.
19. She never says “Hold me.”
20. She cleans up after her dog.
21. She cleans up after you.
22. When she’s pissed she tells you why.
23. You don’t have to make a thirty minute PowerPoint presentation in order to have sex with her.
24. When the remote isn’t working, she knows it’s the battery.
25. She’s not a cat person.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Man versus Boredom
I have two facebook accounts, my personal page Mark Paralejas and my Coffee Black account who doubles as my photo storage. One day out of boredom, they spoke. And this is what they've talked about in Filipino language.
Mark Paralejas
ano ba gmail bakit ang suplado mo?
16 minutes ago Friends Only · Comment · LikeUnlike
Coffee Black
buti nalang nanjan si yahoo, si yahoo na inosente, si yahoo na walang muwang, si yahoo na dati mong ini-snob.
13 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Mark Paralejas
teka, bakit natin kausap sarili natin?
12 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Coffee Black
ganun talaga, ikaw ba naman bigyan ng order ng doktor na tumambay sa bahay ng matagal na panahon edi kakausapin mo rin sarili mo, kahit mga halaman mo sawa na sayo.
10 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Mark Paralejas
kung sabagay Kapeng Barako may point ka jan, wala na tayong ginawa kungdi mag internet at pumatay ng mga bots sa counter strike 1.6 na bunga ng kakadownload sa mga torrent sites dahil wala nga tayong ginagawa.
8 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Coffee Black
kaya wala kang magagawa kungdi ang hintayin ang girlfriend mo sa darating na linggo upang magsaya, makakalabas naman tayo bukas eh yun nga lang sa hospital punta natin at hindi sa mall.
6 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Mark Paralejas
tama tama tama huwag ka ng sumagot, nakakatamad ng magpalipat-lipat ng account.
4 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Coffee Black
pakyu! ini-snob mo na rin ako ngayon.
3 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Mark Paralejas
ano ba gmail bakit ang suplado mo?
16 minutes ago Friends Only · Comment · LikeUnlike
Coffee Black
buti nalang nanjan si yahoo, si yahoo na inosente, si yahoo na walang muwang, si yahoo na dati mong ini-snob.
13 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Mark Paralejas
teka, bakit natin kausap sarili natin?
12 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Coffee Black
ganun talaga, ikaw ba naman bigyan ng order ng doktor na tumambay sa bahay ng matagal na panahon edi kakausapin mo rin sarili mo, kahit mga halaman mo sawa na sayo.
10 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Mark Paralejas
kung sabagay Kapeng Barako may point ka jan, wala na tayong ginawa kungdi mag internet at pumatay ng mga bots sa counter strike 1.6 na bunga ng kakadownload sa mga torrent sites dahil wala nga tayong ginagawa.
8 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Coffee Black
kaya wala kang magagawa kungdi ang hintayin ang girlfriend mo sa darating na linggo upang magsaya, makakalabas naman tayo bukas eh yun nga lang sa hospital punta natin at hindi sa mall.
6 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Mark Paralejas
tama tama tama huwag ka ng sumagot, nakakatamad ng magpalipat-lipat ng account.
4 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Coffee Black
pakyu! ini-snob mo na rin ako ngayon.
3 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·
Saturday, June 19, 2010
House Arrest
Good morning! whew! I just love the stroke of cold wind on my face riding my mountain bike. I did ten kilometers today, not bad, I so feel the 150lbs goal that I need to reach. Lance Armstrong you're still my man crush and my hero. Once you ride a bike, I tell you you will be hooked. My friend who doesn't own a bike wants one. It's good for the environment, good for your health, and good for your pocket imagine; you don't have to ride a public transport just to go to one point to another (of course, if you can bike it...)
All of this is a lie!!!
I can't bike yet because I just got out of the hospital. Surgery. But soon I will, and will tackle the streets again and with my speed, Alberto Contador is nothing (in my dreams).
All of this is a lie!!!
I can't bike yet because I just got out of the hospital. Surgery. But soon I will, and will tackle the streets again and with my speed, Alberto Contador is nothing (in my dreams).
Thursday, June 17, 2010
M-E-Y-B-E-L
You may be thinking what kind of title M-E-Y-B-E-L is; well it's a name that a lot of souls can't pronounce right. It's MABEL. Sound's A-list? yeah, for me she is.
Born March 20, 1981. People who were born in the 80's are a lot smarter than kids nowadays, in my opinion. I first met her in a company where I used to work at, is she a bombshell? no, is she skinny? no... I thought she's lesbian but she's not. If there's one thing that I could think of why I liked this girl on my first day of work is her remarkable laughter, echoing in and out the hallways, laughing like there's no tomorrow.
She'll say whatever her heart desires, she's not gonna be stooped down by some lunatic who poses for everything, She's brutally frank, and everyone loves it; She's just showing how true she is.
I knew she never been in an actual rice paddy before, so me and my girl drove her to one and you won't believe the excitement in her eyes, so magical that I can't stop smiling myself. Mabes: "ngayon lang ako nakalapit sa talahib hahahahaha " Me: "palay yan Mabes... :)"
There's a lot to talk about when it comes to my super friend, my tears maybe dropping most of the time when I think of her, but I know she's happy and she's in a better place now. Rest in peace Mabes... We all love you.
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Born March 20, 1981. People who were born in the 80's are a lot smarter than kids nowadays, in my opinion. I first met her in a company where I used to work at, is she a bombshell? no, is she skinny? no... I thought she's lesbian but she's not. If there's one thing that I could think of why I liked this girl on my first day of work is her remarkable laughter, echoing in and out the hallways, laughing like there's no tomorrow.
She'll say whatever her heart desires, she's not gonna be stooped down by some lunatic who poses for everything, She's brutally frank, and everyone loves it; She's just showing how true she is.
I knew she never been in an actual rice paddy before, so me and my girl drove her to one and you won't believe the excitement in her eyes, so magical that I can't stop smiling myself. Mabes: "ngayon lang ako nakalapit sa talahib hahahahaha " Me: "palay yan Mabes... :)"
There's a lot to talk about when it comes to my super friend, my tears maybe dropping most of the time when I think of her, but I know she's happy and she's in a better place now. Rest in peace Mabes... We all love you.
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Hellish dream
I had a dream of traveling downstairs super fast that it made my hair recede like crazy making me look like 80 years old or so. This travel made me sick down to the spine, I realized that I was in hell. As I was walking, I don't know what to do, I'm not sure if I'm gonna meet Lucifer or maybe Adolf Hitler; and then I met some...
And here they are:
1. The teacher who said you would never amount to anything.
2. Chrysler Silva (don't ask me who this is).
3. The music teacher who told you that if you can't sing well don't sing at all.
4. The nun who said you had disappointed God.
5. The nanny who said that if you didn't stop crying, the aswang or bumbay would eat you.
6. The cousin who broke all your toys and then ran crying to her mother.
7. The neighbors who didn't stop yowling since they got their magic sing.
8. The user.
9. The pervert.
10. The ex who couldn't stand that you were more successful than she was.
11. The insanely jealous psycho creep.
12. The friend who stole your idea.
13. The poser.
14. Filipino's who kiss white ass and look down on other Filipino's.
15. The friend who ditched you when you were in trouble.
16. The security guard who is rude to you because he figures that you are a nobody.
17. The salesperson who follows you around the shop.
18. The stage mother who forces her 8 year old daughter to join a beauty contest.
19. The cab driver who refuses to drive you to the most important appointment of your life.
20. The septic tank of public officials.
21. The so-called spiritual leader who condemns all who disagree with him to the fiery pits of hell.
22. The dude who's playing a dude whose disguised as another dude.
23. Jose Mario Abaja (don't mind asking...).
24. The joker who can't afford to be laughed at in slow motion.
25. The naysayers.
And here they are:
1. The teacher who said you would never amount to anything.
2. Chrysler Silva (don't ask me who this is).
3. The music teacher who told you that if you can't sing well don't sing at all.
4. The nun who said you had disappointed God.
5. The nanny who said that if you didn't stop crying, the aswang or bumbay would eat you.
6. The cousin who broke all your toys and then ran crying to her mother.
7. The neighbors who didn't stop yowling since they got their magic sing.
8. The user.
9. The pervert.
10. The ex who couldn't stand that you were more successful than she was.
11. The insanely jealous psycho creep.
12. The friend who stole your idea.
13. The poser.
14. Filipino's who kiss white ass and look down on other Filipino's.
15. The friend who ditched you when you were in trouble.
16. The security guard who is rude to you because he figures that you are a nobody.
17. The salesperson who follows you around the shop.
18. The stage mother who forces her 8 year old daughter to join a beauty contest.
19. The cab driver who refuses to drive you to the most important appointment of your life.
20. The septic tank of public officials.
21. The so-called spiritual leader who condemns all who disagree with him to the fiery pits of hell.
22. The dude who's playing a dude whose disguised as another dude.
23. Jose Mario Abaja (don't mind asking...).
24. The joker who can't afford to be laughed at in slow motion.
25. The naysayers.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Immortal
When a someone notice your work, it feels good. When a stranger notice your work, you get thrilled. When a known man notice your work and asks for a sample, that's shocking. Literally, I was shocked.
March 2010. A guy sent me a message through multiply.com, a known social networking site, asking if I can take photos of his shop and maybe him in action. I stared at his message for a couple of minutes or so and I'm not embarrassed to admit that. A lot of things are circling my mind like "are you serious?, me?, why me?, am I gonna get paid?, are you gonna hurt me if I won't do what you're asking?, cmon! me?!".
A brief introduction of who this is, meet Franklin Ibanez Jr. (Franklin IbanYez Jr., sorry I don't know how to type the special character thing to replace the "N"). Frank discovered art when he was 7 years old through water color, after a couple years passed he saw a different kind of approach; which was charcoal and later on advanced into oil painting. At a very young age, Frank is exposed to tattooing. His father is one of the pioneers of Philippine tattooing and one of the founders of PHILTAG or Philippine Tattoo Artists Guild. His first tattoo was of an american flower, and he destroyed the skin; the second was a scorpion, and destroyed the skin again; like all of us, he encountered a lot of mistakes and finally got it right and the rest was history.
I'm not new to tattooing myself, 'coz I own one. What I'm new at is photographing an artist in action, will I be a nuisance or what? There's a lot of things to consider.
Frank has his own tattoo shop; Immortal tattoo shop located at Tiendesitas, Pasig City and one at Pasay. If you wanna check it but don't have the time to really get down with one of their sites, you can visit their website http://www.immortaltattooshop.com" (copy and paste it to your browser)
From what I observed, He's a master of realistically looking tattoos and black and grey tattoos. He's been a tattoo artist since 1994, 15 years of experience. You wanna know the results of the photo shoot?
Visit my site, http://superhawk26.multiply.com/photos/album/20/Immortal_Tattoo
Just copy and paste it to your browser.
March 2010. A guy sent me a message through multiply.com, a known social networking site, asking if I can take photos of his shop and maybe him in action. I stared at his message for a couple of minutes or so and I'm not embarrassed to admit that. A lot of things are circling my mind like "are you serious?, me?, why me?, am I gonna get paid?, are you gonna hurt me if I won't do what you're asking?, cmon! me?!".
A brief introduction of who this is, meet Franklin Ibanez Jr. (Franklin IbanYez Jr., sorry I don't know how to type the special character thing to replace the "N"). Frank discovered art when he was 7 years old through water color, after a couple years passed he saw a different kind of approach; which was charcoal and later on advanced into oil painting. At a very young age, Frank is exposed to tattooing. His father is one of the pioneers of Philippine tattooing and one of the founders of PHILTAG or Philippine Tattoo Artists Guild. His first tattoo was of an american flower, and he destroyed the skin; the second was a scorpion, and destroyed the skin again; like all of us, he encountered a lot of mistakes and finally got it right and the rest was history.
I'm not new to tattooing myself, 'coz I own one. What I'm new at is photographing an artist in action, will I be a nuisance or what? There's a lot of things to consider.
Frank has his own tattoo shop; Immortal tattoo shop located at Tiendesitas, Pasig City and one at Pasay. If you wanna check it but don't have the time to really get down with one of their sites, you can visit their website http://www.immortaltattooshop.com" (copy and paste it to your browser)
From what I observed, He's a master of realistically looking tattoos and black and grey tattoos. He's been a tattoo artist since 1994, 15 years of experience. You wanna know the results of the photo shoot?
Visit my site, http://superhawk26.multiply.com/photos/album/20/Immortal_Tattoo
Just copy and paste it to your browser.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Liar Liar
How Manny Villar lied and used the death of his brother Danny
AS I WRECK THIS CHAIR By William M. Esposo (The Philippine Star) Updated March 28, 2010 12:00 AM
“Nakaranas na ba kayong ... mamatayan ng kapatid dahil wala kang pera pangpagamot (Have you experienced losing a brother because you did not have the money to provide him proper medical care)? — Manny Villar asked in his “PANATA (Advocacy)” TV commercial. Villar was referring to his younger brother Danny who passed away on October 1962. In the same commercial, Villar’s 1962 photo with his younger brother was shown.
This portrayal of being poor once upon a time is a fantasy which comes in a series of similar attempts by Villar to create empathy with the nearly 90% of voters who belong to the socio-economic classes D and E. However, this particular attempt to use his late brother Danny to further his political ambition showed that Villar is as capable of lying just like Madame Gloria Macapagal Arroyo (GMA).
Two public documents — the death certificate of Danny B. Villar and the Transfer Certificate of Title (TCT number: 135396/3194) of the 560 square meter property in the upper class San Rafael Village of Navotas where the Villars had lived when Danny died — shattered this ONCE POOR fantasy that Villar has been peddling.
What the San Rafael Village TCT presents:
1. Before 1962, the Villars bought 560 square meters (SQM) of high valued real estate on Bernardo Street in San Rafael Village where the more affluent folks in the Tondo-Navotas area resided.
2. The DEATH CERTIFICATE of the deceased Danny B. Villar established that they were already residing there in 1962.
3. Based on 2009 prices, the P16,000 GSIS (Government Service Insurance System) mortgage mentioned in the TCT — not necessarily the total cost of the two 280 SQM lots — is now the equivalent of P1,140,000.00. Poor people today cannot even borrow P200,000. Those who are familiar with the subdivision say that the cost per SQM in San Rafael Village today would be around P10,000 per SQM or an equivalent of around P5,600,000 for the entire property.
4. Jun Borres, the present owner who is using the 560 SQM property as offices of his firm, Jumbo Fishing, stated that when they bought it in 1987 - it had a one and a half floor house. The ground floor was made of concrete while the upstairs was made of wood. This was typical upper middle class and upper class dwelling in the 1960s.
Implications of the San Rafael Village ownership:
1. Together with established Manny Villar bio information, they could not have been dirt poor to be able to move to San Rafael Village before 1962. His mother was a seafood (shrimp, crab and fish) dealer in Divisoria Market, not a fish vendor as what Villar tries to project. A seafood dealer supplies the vendors. For a family of 11, they ate canned corned beef — which Manny Villar admitted on his earlier TV ad. His father was a government official, said to be a Budget Officer of the then DANR (Department of Agriculture and Natural Resources) under which was the Fisheries Bureau. Manny Villar studied in private schools — the Holy Child Catholic School for elementary and Mapua Institute of Technology for High School. Poor folks send their kids to public schools.
2. Villar’s parents must have had a sizeable combined income to be able to buy the San Rafael Village property. The 560 SQM size demonstrates their financial capacity. If they could, poor people buy lots sized less than 100 SQMs. Villar’s father must also be making a sizeable income from the government to be able to borrow P16,000 from the GSIS. In 1962, senior executives in big corporations made monthly salaries of about P2,000.
What Danny B. Villar’s DEATH CERTIFICATE reveals:
1. It is NOT TRUE that Danny died because they were poor and could not afford proper health care. The stated residence in Danny’s death certificate was the San Rafael Village property.
2. The BIG LIE is further proved by the fact that Danny stayed 13 days at the FEU (Far Eastern University) Hospital where he expired at age 3 years and 8 months. If they were really poor, the PGH (Philippine General Hospital) would have been the affordable hospital to bring Danny. He was definitely given proper health care. FEU Hospital was one of the top hospitals in 1962, before the establishment of the Makati Medical Center and St. Luke’s Hospital.
3. Danny died from CARDIAC and RESPIRATORY FAILURE resulting from COMPLICATIONS OF LEUKEMIA. In 1962, there was no bone marrow transplantation and chemotherapy yet and everyone whether rich or poor died from contracting leukemia.
4. Upon Danny’s death, his remains were turned over to LA FUNERARIA PAZ — then, until now, considered one of the top two mortuaries (Funeraria Nacional, the other). This further disproved Manny Villar’s claim that Danny died because they did not have the money to take care of him.
When Iggy Arroyo was seen as having taken the Jose Pidal rap for his elder brother Mike, many folks felt that it was rather low of Mike Arroyo to place his younger brother at risk. Our culture expects the older brother to protect the younger brother.
In that regard, we can consider Manny Villar as having done worse than Mike Arroyo. At least, Iggy Arroyo was alive and kicking and he could have opted to stay out of the Jose Pidal controversy. But in the case of Manny and Danny Villar, Danny was used to promote a myth when Danny was in no position to agree to his elder brother Manny’s portrayal of his death.
With the propagation of this ONCE POOR fantasy, don’t you think that Manny Villar also desecrated the memory and honor of his parents who strove to be able to provide their children quality education and an upper class domicile?
If Manny Villar can lie and use his dead younger brother like this, what makes you think that he will really improve and not worsen your life? What makes you think that he is not as greedy as he is being charged in this presidential campaign? What makes you think that you can trust Manny Villar?
AS I WRECK THIS CHAIR By William M. Esposo (The Philippine Star) Updated March 28, 2010 12:00 AM
“Nakaranas na ba kayong ... mamatayan ng kapatid dahil wala kang pera pangpagamot (Have you experienced losing a brother because you did not have the money to provide him proper medical care)? — Manny Villar asked in his “PANATA (Advocacy)” TV commercial. Villar was referring to his younger brother Danny who passed away on October 1962. In the same commercial, Villar’s 1962 photo with his younger brother was shown.
This portrayal of being poor once upon a time is a fantasy which comes in a series of similar attempts by Villar to create empathy with the nearly 90% of voters who belong to the socio-economic classes D and E. However, this particular attempt to use his late brother Danny to further his political ambition showed that Villar is as capable of lying just like Madame Gloria Macapagal Arroyo (GMA).
Two public documents — the death certificate of Danny B. Villar and the Transfer Certificate of Title (TCT number: 135396/3194) of the 560 square meter property in the upper class San Rafael Village of Navotas where the Villars had lived when Danny died — shattered this ONCE POOR fantasy that Villar has been peddling.
What the San Rafael Village TCT presents:
1. Before 1962, the Villars bought 560 square meters (SQM) of high valued real estate on Bernardo Street in San Rafael Village where the more affluent folks in the Tondo-Navotas area resided.
2. The DEATH CERTIFICATE of the deceased Danny B. Villar established that they were already residing there in 1962.
3. Based on 2009 prices, the P16,000 GSIS (Government Service Insurance System) mortgage mentioned in the TCT — not necessarily the total cost of the two 280 SQM lots — is now the equivalent of P1,140,000.00. Poor people today cannot even borrow P200,000. Those who are familiar with the subdivision say that the cost per SQM in San Rafael Village today would be around P10,000 per SQM or an equivalent of around P5,600,000 for the entire property.
4. Jun Borres, the present owner who is using the 560 SQM property as offices of his firm, Jumbo Fishing, stated that when they bought it in 1987 - it had a one and a half floor house. The ground floor was made of concrete while the upstairs was made of wood. This was typical upper middle class and upper class dwelling in the 1960s.
Implications of the San Rafael Village ownership:
1. Together with established Manny Villar bio information, they could not have been dirt poor to be able to move to San Rafael Village before 1962. His mother was a seafood (shrimp, crab and fish) dealer in Divisoria Market, not a fish vendor as what Villar tries to project. A seafood dealer supplies the vendors. For a family of 11, they ate canned corned beef — which Manny Villar admitted on his earlier TV ad. His father was a government official, said to be a Budget Officer of the then DANR (Department of Agriculture and Natural Resources) under which was the Fisheries Bureau. Manny Villar studied in private schools — the Holy Child Catholic School for elementary and Mapua Institute of Technology for High School. Poor folks send their kids to public schools.
2. Villar’s parents must have had a sizeable combined income to be able to buy the San Rafael Village property. The 560 SQM size demonstrates their financial capacity. If they could, poor people buy lots sized less than 100 SQMs. Villar’s father must also be making a sizeable income from the government to be able to borrow P16,000 from the GSIS. In 1962, senior executives in big corporations made monthly salaries of about P2,000.
What Danny B. Villar’s DEATH CERTIFICATE reveals:
1. It is NOT TRUE that Danny died because they were poor and could not afford proper health care. The stated residence in Danny’s death certificate was the San Rafael Village property.
2. The BIG LIE is further proved by the fact that Danny stayed 13 days at the FEU (Far Eastern University) Hospital where he expired at age 3 years and 8 months. If they were really poor, the PGH (Philippine General Hospital) would have been the affordable hospital to bring Danny. He was definitely given proper health care. FEU Hospital was one of the top hospitals in 1962, before the establishment of the Makati Medical Center and St. Luke’s Hospital.
3. Danny died from CARDIAC and RESPIRATORY FAILURE resulting from COMPLICATIONS OF LEUKEMIA. In 1962, there was no bone marrow transplantation and chemotherapy yet and everyone whether rich or poor died from contracting leukemia.
4. Upon Danny’s death, his remains were turned over to LA FUNERARIA PAZ — then, until now, considered one of the top two mortuaries (Funeraria Nacional, the other). This further disproved Manny Villar’s claim that Danny died because they did not have the money to take care of him.
When Iggy Arroyo was seen as having taken the Jose Pidal rap for his elder brother Mike, many folks felt that it was rather low of Mike Arroyo to place his younger brother at risk. Our culture expects the older brother to protect the younger brother.
In that regard, we can consider Manny Villar as having done worse than Mike Arroyo. At least, Iggy Arroyo was alive and kicking and he could have opted to stay out of the Jose Pidal controversy. But in the case of Manny and Danny Villar, Danny was used to promote a myth when Danny was in no position to agree to his elder brother Manny’s portrayal of his death.
With the propagation of this ONCE POOR fantasy, don’t you think that Manny Villar also desecrated the memory and honor of his parents who strove to be able to provide their children quality education and an upper class domicile?
If Manny Villar can lie and use his dead younger brother like this, what makes you think that he will really improve and not worsen your life? What makes you think that he is not as greedy as he is being charged in this presidential campaign? What makes you think that you can trust Manny Villar?
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Coolness...
For everyone who walks in and out of Manila, work, study, especially live in Manila all experience one thing; the intense heat. Whenever I go out, it’s essential that I have a hanky, as to my previous post I sweat a lot. I can’t tell you if I sweat like a pig or not because I don’t even know if pigs sweat. Regardless of the heat I walk Manila daily and you guessed it right I sweat buckets, so bringing a hanky is a good thing; I bring two and at the end of the day those two are drenched with my own water supply.
One day my girl told me through digital telepathy (text message) that her officemate invites her to Baguio city for the Panagbenga festival and she wanted to go, Panagbenga festival is a month of celebration...flowery celebration at that; first day of February to March 7, 2010. “My goodness imagine the traffic up there for sure” I told myself, and so I agreed to go tentative at the date of the grand parade.
I came across a post on www.multiply.com, a photo if I may add. A certain photo technique of the guy who posted intrigues me and I made a comment of how he did it, my first impression was its done using a projector but it’s not. He’s name is Lino Tabangin a member of the Baguio Photographers Club (BPC), check out his page at www.linotab.multiply.com. Who I happen to befriend as well, he prompted me a message that If I ever go up there he’ll provide me my photography needs, no, not the hardware but the techniques and so I said yes since I’ll be going to Baguio city as well.
Came the day of travel. We booked at Victory Liner in Cubao, Quezon City. For those who’ll ask me the fare its 430.00 pesos/per head going to and back. We came in early at the station for us not to be left behind. Just like in an airplane, seats have numbers and no one will take that away from you. As we we’re standing, waiting in line to board our bus came old people storming to the bus’ doors. Shock and awe for most of the passengers as they stuffed their big ugly bags in our seats and all I said was “Seat Numbers” and the dude with graying hair said sorry, finally they behaved like educated people. Why do some people can’t follow simple instructions? As what the bus conductor said “may seat number ho kayo walang kukuha nyan sa inyo, huwag kayong mag-unahan, salamat po”.
I’ve been at Baguio city twice; I’m excited to go back. The first one was since high school, a family outing. The second was last year of February, when I climbed the second highest mountain in our country dubbed as the Mystical Mountain, Mt. Pulag. You can tell that I’m excited because I only slept 20 minutes before we arrived at Baguio city; it’s a six hour ride. We stayed at Sta. Theresa Inn; if you’re planning to go there I recommend that Inn visit their site www.statheresainn.com. The famous street, Session Road was closed then to give way for the festival. At the time of our arrival 6:00am, almost every establishment there is still closed except for Jollibee and Chowking, we chose Chowking.
Lino picked us up at our Inn at 9:00am, greeted, talked a little, and went to our destination; Igorot Park at Camp John Hay. It’s a gathering for Baguio Photographers Club and we certainly are gate crashers but we’re invited so that changed things and we are welcomed in a warm manner which we liked so much ‘coz we expect us to be wallpapers. It’s a basic portraiture seminar, models are supplied and the models are the attendees, that mean us, everyone present at the said event. My weapon of choice is a film camera and I’m the only one using it, so one of their members handed me a dslr to use because the outcome of our shots will be scrutinized. This is the first time for me to attend a photo seminar. See, I self-studied photography way back using a film slr, trial and error, and it costs me a lot of money since I’m using film, and I’m still using film up to this day.
The man who taught me everything about photography is already with the creator, the late Roger Abaja; he showed me what photography is in less than 30 minutes. He died and I self-studied the craft. It is an honor for me to be invited in such an event ‘coz I’ve never been in one. It was the longest day for me and my girl that particular time, in the sense of we enjoyed things, we made new friends, and even though we’re not a native of Baguio they invited us to join BPC. And all we can say was Thank you.
Insane in the membrane, insane in the membrane, insane in the membrane…I’m a mountaineer, so climbing a mountain is what I enjoy, but up and down session road too many times is a feat. Good food is what were after at that famous road, Oh my Gulay! Owned by the famous artist Kidlat Tahimik a semi-vegetarian restaurant with unique names for their menu, like my favorite Anak ng Putanesca, which is really really hot, spicy hot. It’s located at the fifth floor of La Azotea Bldg., overlooking Burnham Park. If you’ve been in Balaw-Balaw restaurant at Angono, Rizal and you feel like coming back there you’ll find Oh my gulay! The same. We went to Volante’s, for the freshly made delicious pizza, we‘re positioned at the window, overlooking a live band with a guest, Bing, frontman of Juan Pablo Dream click here
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3j8ekudEDsk . One things for sure, Volante’s is a sure fire knockout for pizza lovers and we will back for their amazing pizza.
Sunday march 7, 2010. We ate breakfast at Luisa’s a Chinese restaurant along session road, after that we went to the Baguio Public market to buy pasalubongs my mom has strict instructions for me to buy her sagada oranges, I didn’t know they are that big (if you don’t know just Google it.) after that we went to Baguio botanical garden to shoot some sunflowers and other flowers check this out http://superhawk26.multiply.com/photos/album/16/The_Sun. At 4pm we had another another event to be at, a photoshoot held at Baguio Country Club. Since our travel back to manila is 6pm we decided to just stick around and shoot for an hour, we shot photos of kids who joined Pilipinas Got Talent.
It’s not a matter of where you are or what you do to enjoy things; it’s a matter of how you do it. So the day ended and we went back to Manila with a hellish climate.
One day my girl told me through digital telepathy (text message) that her officemate invites her to Baguio city for the Panagbenga festival and she wanted to go, Panagbenga festival is a month of celebration...flowery celebration at that; first day of February to March 7, 2010. “My goodness imagine the traffic up there for sure” I told myself, and so I agreed to go tentative at the date of the grand parade.
I came across a post on www.multiply.com, a photo if I may add. A certain photo technique of the guy who posted intrigues me and I made a comment of how he did it, my first impression was its done using a projector but it’s not. He’s name is Lino Tabangin a member of the Baguio Photographers Club (BPC), check out his page at www.linotab.multiply.com. Who I happen to befriend as well, he prompted me a message that If I ever go up there he’ll provide me my photography needs, no, not the hardware but the techniques and so I said yes since I’ll be going to Baguio city as well.
Came the day of travel. We booked at Victory Liner in Cubao, Quezon City. For those who’ll ask me the fare its 430.00 pesos/per head going to and back. We came in early at the station for us not to be left behind. Just like in an airplane, seats have numbers and no one will take that away from you. As we we’re standing, waiting in line to board our bus came old people storming to the bus’ doors. Shock and awe for most of the passengers as they stuffed their big ugly bags in our seats and all I said was “Seat Numbers” and the dude with graying hair said sorry, finally they behaved like educated people. Why do some people can’t follow simple instructions? As what the bus conductor said “may seat number ho kayo walang kukuha nyan sa inyo, huwag kayong mag-unahan, salamat po”.
I’ve been at Baguio city twice; I’m excited to go back. The first one was since high school, a family outing. The second was last year of February, when I climbed the second highest mountain in our country dubbed as the Mystical Mountain, Mt. Pulag. You can tell that I’m excited because I only slept 20 minutes before we arrived at Baguio city; it’s a six hour ride. We stayed at Sta. Theresa Inn; if you’re planning to go there I recommend that Inn visit their site www.statheresainn.com. The famous street, Session Road was closed then to give way for the festival. At the time of our arrival 6:00am, almost every establishment there is still closed except for Jollibee and Chowking, we chose Chowking.
Lino picked us up at our Inn at 9:00am, greeted, talked a little, and went to our destination; Igorot Park at Camp John Hay. It’s a gathering for Baguio Photographers Club and we certainly are gate crashers but we’re invited so that changed things and we are welcomed in a warm manner which we liked so much ‘coz we expect us to be wallpapers. It’s a basic portraiture seminar, models are supplied and the models are the attendees, that mean us, everyone present at the said event. My weapon of choice is a film camera and I’m the only one using it, so one of their members handed me a dslr to use because the outcome of our shots will be scrutinized. This is the first time for me to attend a photo seminar. See, I self-studied photography way back using a film slr, trial and error, and it costs me a lot of money since I’m using film, and I’m still using film up to this day.
The man who taught me everything about photography is already with the creator, the late Roger Abaja; he showed me what photography is in less than 30 minutes. He died and I self-studied the craft. It is an honor for me to be invited in such an event ‘coz I’ve never been in one. It was the longest day for me and my girl that particular time, in the sense of we enjoyed things, we made new friends, and even though we’re not a native of Baguio they invited us to join BPC. And all we can say was Thank you.
Insane in the membrane, insane in the membrane, insane in the membrane…I’m a mountaineer, so climbing a mountain is what I enjoy, but up and down session road too many times is a feat. Good food is what were after at that famous road, Oh my Gulay! Owned by the famous artist Kidlat Tahimik a semi-vegetarian restaurant with unique names for their menu, like my favorite Anak ng Putanesca, which is really really hot, spicy hot. It’s located at the fifth floor of La Azotea Bldg., overlooking Burnham Park. If you’ve been in Balaw-Balaw restaurant at Angono, Rizal and you feel like coming back there you’ll find Oh my gulay! The same. We went to Volante’s, for the freshly made delicious pizza, we‘re positioned at the window, overlooking a live band with a guest, Bing, frontman of Juan Pablo Dream click here
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3j8ekudEDsk . One things for sure, Volante’s is a sure fire knockout for pizza lovers and we will back for their amazing pizza.
Sunday march 7, 2010. We ate breakfast at Luisa’s a Chinese restaurant along session road, after that we went to the Baguio Public market to buy pasalubongs my mom has strict instructions for me to buy her sagada oranges, I didn’t know they are that big (if you don’t know just Google it.) after that we went to Baguio botanical garden to shoot some sunflowers and other flowers check this out http://superhawk26.multiply.com/photos/album/16/The_Sun. At 4pm we had another another event to be at, a photoshoot held at Baguio Country Club. Since our travel back to manila is 6pm we decided to just stick around and shoot for an hour, we shot photos of kids who joined Pilipinas Got Talent.
It’s not a matter of where you are or what you do to enjoy things; it’s a matter of how you do it. So the day ended and we went back to Manila with a hellish climate.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
One hot sunday afternoon...
By: Mark Paralejas
My girlfriend is a native of Marikina City, I’ve been there most of the time, most of my weekend time; with her and with her family… but there’s one itch that opt to be scratched; that is, getting a Marikina walking tour with her as my city guide.
My girlfriend is a native of Marikina City, I’ve been there most of the time, most of my weekend time; with her and with her family… but there’s one itch that opt to be scratched; that is, getting a Marikina walking tour with her as my city guide.
Sunday, February 21, 2010. We decided to go to Marikina to take photos with the aid of my beat up car Wolf yes, I name my transports, my mountain bike name is Blade, she using a dslr, and me sticking with my weapon of choice a film slr. We went to Pan de Amerikana; it’s a restaurant-slash-bakery, clad with a real spinning wind mill as the restaurants facade. The place is mag-ni-ficent, kind of like of the atmosphere you have at your homes, and kind of like my future garden would be, aside of that’s bigger than I imagined.
The weather is painstakingly humid, and I sweat a lot more than I sweat during biking time. You see, I’m a big bucket of sweat; even train rides at Light Rail Transit 2 (the one that’s Santolan Pasig to Recto line is, the big wide train that’s very slow and gets too hot when people starts to stack up) makes me wet…with sweat. But I still love to walk; maybe it’s in my genes to walk as a hobby, yes, as a hobby. I walk to clear my head, but I never really thought of walking as an exercise routine. I walk to make tipid of the pamasahe on jeepneys. I walk, because I enjoy it.
If you like eating wheat bread, then Pan de Amerikana wheat pandesal is for you, only Php5.50 per piece and it’s as big as your palm (don’t even think about it if you’re as big as Shaq). Google it, if something came up the search then good for you…
Next stop, the St. Scholastica’s College where my girl graduated high school. And ta-da! The school is closed and we can’t do anything about it, so no photos for us to take. So we decided to take another spot to go “picture-picture”, and behold! The World of Butterflies came to our minds with supreme “oh yeah sure let’s check it out” gesture. It’s so gay to look at butterflies and say “look at that! look at that! Wow! It’s a colorful butterfly!” and that day, I was gay.
We went out to see Wolf sitting at the parking lot alone with a scorpion robot with an MMDA big bike body with some engine parts still intact. We grab some snack, and I noticed that I don’t have any film left for my Canon slr; I envy dslr cameras because you just have to shoot away with some two thousand or more pictures in a single battery charge. I changed cameras, the camera loaded with a fresh roll of film, my friends underwater camera the Nikonos IV-A with the ability to shoot awesome photos under the depths of approximately 160ft. if you happen to cross paths with a Nikonos, you’ll know instantly that its an underwater camera, but if you’re a regular bloke, you see it as a sweet looking mechanical-old-vintage-alien-looking-camera. Believe me I don’t know what I’m shooting since I use single lens reflex cameras, you guessed it right, Nikonos IV-A isn’t an slr. I prefer film more than digital.
We called it a day after watching athletes practicing at sunken garden sucked at soccer.
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