una, sasabihin nilang tutulungan nila tayo.
pangalawa, darating sa pilipinas.
pangatlo, mangrerape ng babae.
aalis muna sila para magpalamig at babalik after 12 years.
una, babalik sa pilipinas.
pangalawa, babackup-an ng presidente nila.
pangatlo, aastang helping hand.
pangapat, papatay ng bakla ( sorry of for the term)
panglima, nakalimutan nilang i flush.
magtatago sila, at makakalimutan ng mga tangang pilipino ang nangyari.
at yan ang paraan kung paano tayo ginagago ng amerika.
Saturday, 18 October 2014
how did it ended up like this? (part 1)
it started out with a text message.
a chat.
and an endless conversation.
December 18, 2013. After the christmas party, a text message came in. Oh well... i have to rephrase that.... AN ARROGANT text message asking me for some of the publications of the student newspaper, which i'm handling (not the adviser just the EIC). I thought the message was ok, but why the hell does he know my name? and he is calling me with my first name!!!! irritating. But because a friend told me he was good, i looked him up on facebook, and voila he accepted me right away. So we started talking and we never stopped. (just kidding, ofcourse we stopped to sleep, eat, go to the bathroom, and for him... well, uhm, smoke.)
I don't know what's with him, but i like talking with him, well, debating will be the right term cause we certainly have good debates about politics, religion, and other things. he is in my level of thinking, the type who will really argue just to prove that he is right. yes he is that type and i enjoyed talking with him because of that.
So... weeks passed and the Christmas vacation is over. we will finally have the chance to see each other at school, ( oh, haven't i mention, we're schoolmates! yay! hahaha) it was january of 2014 when i first met him. better to say... saw him, cause we didn't talk. i was just standing up near the guard house and he passed by and greet me (pre, kape!) that's what he said... if my memory served me right. then we're just casual strangers/chat buddies at school.
January 18 2014. he asked me out. yup... kind of a date. we just ate outside and talked. (we really like talking to each other, isn't that obvious?) he was the first guy i went out with.
January 26, 2014. it's his birthday. a sunday.
early that day we went to church, just the two of us.
i don't know what has gotten into him and he asked me to go to church but yeah, i loved it!
again, he was the first guy i went to church with ( a not blood related person). and then later that fun sunday, i went to his house cause it's his birthday and he invited me. what a cruel person would i be, if i rejected the invitation right?
February 2, 2014. my 18th birthday. nothing special, just another birthday. and he was there. along with my classmates/friends.
(our birthdays are just 7 days apart!)
some time in april.
he told me he like me.
April 24, 2014. he got jealous with one of my posts.
April 25, 2014. 12 something AM. he told me he love me.
a chat.
and an endless conversation.
December 18, 2013. After the christmas party, a text message came in. Oh well... i have to rephrase that.... AN ARROGANT text message asking me for some of the publications of the student newspaper, which i'm handling (not the adviser just the EIC). I thought the message was ok, but why the hell does he know my name? and he is calling me with my first name!!!! irritating. But because a friend told me he was good, i looked him up on facebook, and voila he accepted me right away. So we started talking and we never stopped. (just kidding, ofcourse we stopped to sleep, eat, go to the bathroom, and for him... well, uhm, smoke.)
I don't know what's with him, but i like talking with him, well, debating will be the right term cause we certainly have good debates about politics, religion, and other things. he is in my level of thinking, the type who will really argue just to prove that he is right. yes he is that type and i enjoyed talking with him because of that.
So... weeks passed and the Christmas vacation is over. we will finally have the chance to see each other at school, ( oh, haven't i mention, we're schoolmates! yay! hahaha) it was january of 2014 when i first met him. better to say... saw him, cause we didn't talk. i was just standing up near the guard house and he passed by and greet me (pre, kape!) that's what he said... if my memory served me right. then we're just casual strangers/chat buddies at school.
January 18 2014. he asked me out. yup... kind of a date. we just ate outside and talked. (we really like talking to each other, isn't that obvious?) he was the first guy i went out with.
January 26, 2014. it's his birthday. a sunday.
early that day we went to church, just the two of us.
i don't know what has gotten into him and he asked me to go to church but yeah, i loved it!
again, he was the first guy i went to church with ( a not blood related person). and then later that fun sunday, i went to his house cause it's his birthday and he invited me. what a cruel person would i be, if i rejected the invitation right?
February 2, 2014. my 18th birthday. nothing special, just another birthday. and he was there. along with my classmates/friends.
(our birthdays are just 7 days apart!)
some time in april.
he told me he like me.
April 24, 2014. he got jealous with one of my posts.
April 25, 2014. 12 something AM. he told me he love me.
i didn't have the chance to answer back, cause he went offline and sleep.
April 30, 2014. we became Us.
i fell in love with a guy i was totally intimidated with....
to be continued...
Pseudoactivism in the Philippine Media
I personally advocate activism.
I do.
I really do.
But pseudoactivism? holy sh*t! hell no!
For the 18 years of living in a place i call "mundong ibabaw" the television is one of those things i happen to love. (Yup! the TV, the picture tube? the idiot box.) But in that 18 years span, (Minus the years that my brain is focused on candies, dolls, robots, toy cars, and children stuffs like crushes and boys, so approximately like 8 years so... 10 years old, oh... ok) rephrase.. 8 years span, i've never really liked Philippine media ( the news. not the documentaries, cause i like some of them, seriously!) maybe because they exhibit a false advocacy towards freedom and peace.
I was second year college when i happened to watch a morning show in one TV station. It is a talk show, kind of a talk show where the host, a newscaster, will interview a personality from the government and ask questions regarding certain political issues. Back then i thought it was great but later on, as i watched it and listened carefully at the questions of the host, it was a total waste of time.
(Yes, i admit that i am not in the position to say such things cause i'm just an 18 year old TV viewer, but i myself can understand what is happening in my society.) Going back to that talk show, as i can remember he was interviewing a lawyer and the questions are just just being repeated, they are just rephrased carefully to look like the host is asking different questions, and on the lawyer's part, he isn't even giving proper answers to the repeated questions, all are "play safe" ones, and even though it is really obvious, the host just keeps on accepting the answers. It's like i'm watching a modern version of the three stooges only modified cause there are only two persons acting like idiots inside an idiot box.
Another proof of pseudoactivism in the philippine media is a saturday late afternoon show with a former congressman as its host ( clue: surname of the host and the word "ngayon", was/is the title).
This show acts like a pro poor show,while really it's not, i mean, what the heck is wrong with this former congressman?! He is a politician, why is he bashing his kind? There is a saying that goes..." Ang magnanakaw galit sa kapwa magnanakaw"... and i really feel that this saying fits him perfectly. In some of his episodes he will interview a mayor, the next time you will see him bashing that politician through political caricatures and dialogues that are really offensive. Some times he will interview informal settlers, some times he will say that informal settlers are the cause of problems in the city. Is he a pingpong or something?!
...and lastly, coverage.
Live coverage of events or a press conference.
All these events especially the press conferences are always, i mean all the time done in english.
why am i pointing this out while i myself is writing in that language?
Because televised press conferences are for the greater public, this blog is not. And admit it or not, most Filipino commoners are not familiar with this fuck*ng language.
Oo! hindi masyadong nakakaintindi ng english ang mga taong dapat makaalam ng mga pangyayari sa senado o ng kahit ano mang pinaguusapan sa mga press con na yan.
Doing this is like explaining to a three year old that eating stuffs they see on the floor is wrong.
The media wants us to believe that they are on our side, but in reality they are puppies of the government.
The media wants us to believe that they are bringing us THE news, but they are just giving us fictional and controlled stories.
The media is making idiots out of us,
Out of those people who can't weigh the reality versus the fantasy they are feeding us with.
Maybe i just have to go back and watch the news.... ciao!
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