5 The modern Relihiyoso

The Philippines is the biggest catholic country in Asia, all thanks to the Spaniards who introduced Christianity and Slavery at the same time.

Ironic right? I can just imagine a scene where A Spanish matriarch is beating the crap out of a pinoy muchacha while reciting the Hail Mary. Indeed it's already fun in the Philippines 100 something years ago.

As time progresses and technology advances, truly, our religious views and traditions also changed. For the better? hmmm that i can't tell.

But here are some of the obvious characteristics that you probably have witnessed in the past up to the present. It's up to you to decide and give judgment.

1) The modern Relihiyoso attends Mass at the mall.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/treetop_apple_juice/29932614/

I wonder which one came to their minds first, the shopping or the churching.

2) Wears racy outfits when attending the mass.

Spaghetti strap, micro skirt, sandos, backless, plunging neckline, tube top, see-through blouse, P*k2x shorts. Name it and they'll wear it

3 Want some hot SOPA?

For sure, you haven't heard of SOPA and PIPA before, until you saw this.






Or this

1 Seaman-loloko

We were taught that everyone deserves second chances, for we too, might need a second chance in the future. But In a relationship where trust plays an important role, are second chances even part of the discussion?

A few months ago, one of my close girl friend was sharing a story about her BF cheating on her. We asked one of our guy friends about his opinion, when he told us, "syempre lalaki yon, common na yon". (he's a guy, it's a commong thing).

Seriously? If something is considered common, does that make it CORRECT and ACCEPTED?

3 Dear sir Jordan

Hi Sir,

Did you know that my favorite subject is English.

Seriously.

Maybe because i was never good at math, chemistry or not even in home economics. One day i told myself, if ever someone would ask me what my favorite subject is, I would say English.

I always thought that English is the easiest subject to get away with. It's not an exact science. You don't need to be perfect, just as long as you don't sound awkward or jejemonic. You're good to go.

However, this was not the case a few years back. 

English is not my favorite subject. In fact, I don't have a favorite subject.

I don't spell well. I don't speak well and I have stage fright, believe it or not. I can't even put my thoughts into writing without giving it a whole different meaning. Whenever our teacher asks us to summarize a story, i simply copy the first paragraph, get a few sentence in the middle and attach the ending and VOILA.

Then there's High school. harder subjects, harder classmates, harder teachers. Peer pressure is the only pressure i know, and boys are the only subjects i'm interested with. 

The simple math and science is now trigonometry, geometry, biology and chemistry (we even have a TYPING subject).

English, my precious English became deeper and more demanding too. School suddenly became difficult.

I was in 3rd year when you became my English teacher. I heard a lot of stories about you. Not so good stories. Like how you raise your voice in class. and how you punish your misbehaving, undisciplined studes. In short, from what i heard, you are a terror teacher. And somehow, I agree.

Remember the time, you spent the whole hour in our class scolding us? Me specifically, because you heard me when i said SH*T at the back when you announced a pop quiz. You were so pissed, and i was scared.. I didn't mean it sir, and yet you embarrassed me in front of the class. In front of my super crush. At that moment I hated you and I lost my interest for a while.

In fact, i lost my mojo for English. 

One day, you saw me crying just when our class is about to start. One of my dick classmates hit me with his shoe (he later claimed it was accidental, choz). You asked me what happened and who did it, but i kept mum since i still had that "tampo" from our recent ordeal. When you found out who the culprit is, you immediately stepped out of the class and gave him a good beating, i mean scolding. At that very moment, i felt your sincerity and concern. You, showed him, that's for sure. And i told myself, "well sir, bawi ka na sa kin. Quits na tayo".

I quickly regained my interest in your subject after that. Also because there was never a dull moment in our 1-hour daily class.

Confidence is the key. That's what you said, when i reported on Nanotechnology. So now, I am over confident. Thanks to you :)

I became a bookworm (more of a python actually) because of you. I remember when you "forcefully" require us to pass a weekly home reading report. It was dreadful but i must admit it was fun. I finally learned how to summarize, thank God, and i understood what a deadline actually means when you refused to accept my half-an-hour late report.

I remember a poem we discussed in class. "Life is what you make it". It's one of my favorites simply because it's one of the very few poems that actually made sense up until now.

To say that you're a good teacher is an understatement. You are awesome. You are my favorite teacher.



Sadly.

I realized the only thing i didn't learn from your class is the proper way of ending essays/write-ups because honestly, i can't think of an un-kabogable way end this.

Just like you, I guess we don't really have to focus so much on coming up with an over-the-top, uber-dramatic ending when we already lived a great life, a great story. Like in every good book we finish, we know that every end is only another awesome beginning.



Thank you so much Sir Jo. See you when i see you. :)

PS. if it wasn't for you, i bet this blog will be written in pure jejemon. :)

1 Paskong Paksiw 2012

Wooohooo! Finally tapos na ang mga holiday. Tapos na ang pasko at bagong taon. FYI tapos na din ang Death anniversary ni Rizal.

Of course, position like a horse, nakalimutan mo na ang Death anniversary ni J-zal.

Well. Hindi naman kita masisisi kung nakalimutan mo ang november 30 holiday. Syempre, Pasko = masaya, Rizal Death anniv. = malungkot, New year = Masaya ulet. oh di ba, magkaka cancer ka pag pnilit mong sariwain ang kamatayan at kabayanihan ni rizal samantalang abalang abala ka sa pagbabalot ng regalo o kaya naman sa pagbibilang ng polkadots na isusuot mo sa nyuyir. letche ka.

Anyways, marami nanaman akong mga naipon na obserbasyon na kailangan kong mailabas bago bumaho.

Sasang-ayon ka ba sa kin kung dapat ituring tradition ang pagpapa audition sa mga inaanak o magiging inaanak? O kaya naman eh i-delay muna ang binyag hangga't hindi ka sure sa magiging itsura ng inaanak mo? O kaya naman ay bigyan ng mga up to 2 year warranty ang kandila na ginamit sa binyag. Para kapag shonget ang bagets eh pwede mong isoli ang kandila sa iyong kumare/kumpare at mag move on na parang walang nangyari? Ang saya sana kung ganun. Aminin natin, hindi fun mamili ng regalo kapag ganito ang itsura ng inaanak mo.

http://adventuresofjt.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-millionaire-and-waistd.html

Correct me but I'm right, mas tumitindi ang pressure na nararamdaman mo na magka Lovelife twing magpapasko? Yung tipong mag checheck ka sa phonebook, at FB friends mo kung sino ang mga potential candidate para maging jowa mo. Yung pati yung ex mo nung Kindergarten 2 ay gusto mong balikan kahit isa na syang rugby boy ngayon wag ka lang manlamig sa pasko. Don't worry, lumipas naman na ang holiday, OOOPS Valentine's naman.

I'M NOT FEELING ANY PREY-SYUR RIGHT NOW....

Magandang magsimba para magpasalamat ngayong christmas season, yan ay kung busilak sa puso ang intensyon ng pagsisimba mo. Pero kung kulang na lang ay idikit mo ang mga oscha sa isang card. Aba aba aba ineng. Wala kang makukuhang planner galing kay father, bibingka pa siguro. At lalong lalo nang walang promo si Lord twing pasko na kapag nakumpleto eh may free wish ka noh.

http://christopherfountain.wordpress.com/2009/09/07/celebrities-at-starbucks/

Mahal na araw ba at talagang pinanindigan ni Mother Lily ang panata nya na taunang pag gawa ng shake, rattle ang roll? Yung totoo? hanggang ilang shake, shake me baby ohhlala ba talaga? 30? 37? 64? o 1,093? Buti na lang at pwersado tayo na manood ng pinoy films sa ganitong mga panahon. Pero, ako lang ba ang may problema o paulit ulit lang din talaga ang panday? Oo, feeling ko ako lang ang may problema. Imposibleng ulitin nila yun. Hindi talaga.

Yan ang hirap pag nagiging Hit ang pelikula nagiging immortal. Habambuhay gagawan ng sequel. Umayan ang labanan. At dahil nag hit ang Manila Kingpin, panigurado may sequel na din, pero this time hindi si Asiong Salonga kundi si Lea Salonga naman daw ang gaganap. Oh at least broadway quality.

Kung wala naman maisip na bagong story eh pagsasamahin na lang daw ang mga movie tulad ng Enteng ng Ina mo.

So anung sunod? eto??

Nang pinanday ni Enteng ang Ina ni Asiong kapalit ang Segunda Manong Shake.

naglolokohan tayo teh?

2 Funky Realities of Life

Love is like a Rosary, it's full of mysteries, and sometimes becomes an accesory.

Same with Life, it is full of things unbeknownst to the human intellect. Kahit si kuya Kim, for sure mag pa-pass.

Here are some realizations about things I experienced/experiencing na i'm sure you also experienced/experiencing. past tense, present tense, nakakatense.

1) Whenever you ride the train, whether MRT or LRT on a rush hour, aamuyin mo ang kili-kili mo just to check kung ikaw ba ang amoy putok. Soon, you will realize, it's not you, but it's everyone else O_o

2) May appointment ka ng 4pm, pero 4pm ka pa lang aalis ng bahay. Pagdating mo, early bird ka pa din.

3) Natatakam ka sa huling piraso ng chicken, pizza o kung anuman. Pero hinding hindi mo ito gagalawin. Ito din ang iniisip nilang lahat.

http://www.japannewbie.com/2008/05/08/a-lump-of-reserve/

4) At one point in your life, dumepende ka sa mga hula ni Zenaida Seva. 

5) Meron kang super crush nung elementary o hi-skul na feeling mo noon mahal mo na sya. Ngayon ang pangit pangit nya na. Kadiri

6) Ay nagtanggal ng tinga gamit ang dila tapos kinain mo ulit. 

7) ay nahirapan sa spelling ng Scissors nung bata pa.

8) Ay minsan ring nag akalang ang pag memorize ng multiplication table ang pinaka mahirap na bagay sa mundo.

9) Ay naniwala noong bata na si Lilia Cuntapay ay isang real-life na aswang. 

10) Ay naniniwalang si Charice ay hinulma sa bilao ng pancit malabon.

11) Ay nagkaron ng New Year's Resolution na hindi man lang umabot ng chinese new year.

12) May ex boyfriend ka na deep inside ay gusto mong balikan, kaso isa na pala syang Girlfriend.

13) Napapa english ka kapag umoorder sa starbucks.

14) Napapa english ka din kapag nasa greenbelt, serendra o kung san mang sosyal na place ka.

15) Nakita mo ang close friend mo na may nag-hehello na kulangot habang kausap mo sya pero sinikreto mo ito at balak mong dalhin hanggang kamatayan.

16) ay nagbibigay ng limos sa pulubi depende sa kanilang acting at posing skills.

17) Napapahigpit ang kapit sa bag kapag may sumasakay na panget at mukang kriminal sa jeep.

18) Kung babae ka, naniniwala ka sa kasabihang ito, "may mga lalaking parang betlog, mga mukang mabaho pero masarap pala".

19) Kung lalaki ka, naniniwala ka naman sa kasabihang ito, "may mga babae ding parang betlog, ang sarap kamutin". haha

20) Madalas magbigay ng offering o abuloy na bente, kapag walang barya at 50 o 100 ang naibigay, may panghihinayang kang nadarama. Pero slight lang.

21) Ay naawa kay KC Concepcion, at naniniwalang bading si Piolo Pascual, at isa syang bottom. Charaught.

http://yurbanite.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-cmon-mamon.html

Hay Life...

1 Kung ikaw ang masusunod?

Panu kung nasusunod lahat ng gusto mo?

anung gusto mo?

ako? madami.

madaming madami akong gusto.

Gusto ko ng pera. Madaming pera, pero hindi madaming madami. Yung madami para mabili ko ang mga luho at gusto. Hindi madaming madami para gustuhin ako dahil sa pera ko.

Gusto ko ng Kaibigan. Madaming kaibigan, pero di kasing dami ng facebook friends ko. Madami para laging may kasama sa happenings at kadamay sa probema. Pero hindi masyadong madami para hindi ko na alam kung sino ang totoo.

Gusto ko ng happy family. Happy Family pero hindi perfect family. Happy Family kasi ang magbibigay sayo ng kumpyansa sa sarili. Magbibigay ng mga importanteng lessons na wala sa classroom, at magiging backup mo pag wala ka ng number 2. Ayoko ng perfect family, kasi walang ganun. Fiction lang yon.

Gusto ko ng syota. Yung syota na hindi shota. Yung syota na nakakakilig. yung masarap titigan ng walang halong libog. yung syotang cheesy. Yung syotang ipapakilala mo sa number 3. yung syotang maituturi mong number 2. Ayoko ng ShoTa, kasi ibig sabihin daw nun, Short taym.

Gusto ko maging matalino. Yung matalino na hindi matalinong-matalino. Matalino para hindi ako tatawaging bobo. Hindi matalinong matalino para tatawagin ko silang bobo.

Gusto ko magsulat. Gusto ko mag status sa FB, mag blog ng walang humpay, magsulat sa dyaryo, magsulat at gumuhit ng komiks, magsulat sa pader, sa ding ding, sa mukha mo, sa junjun mo ng "jade was here". Gusto ko magsulat ng magsulat. kaso tinatamad ako.

Gusto ko lumipad. Lumipad sa himpapawid tulad ng mga ibon, malaya at mataas. Gusto ko lumipad, kaya mag b-book ako ng mag b-book. Gusto ko lumipad ng mabilis para di na ko ma-l-late. gusto ko lumipad ng mataas na mataas para hindi ko malanghap ang usok. Lumipad na mataas, para presko. Gusto ko lumipad, para malayo sayo.

Gusto ko maging invisible, pero minsan ayaw ko. Gusto ko maging invisible para di mo ko mapagdiskitahan. invisible para di mo makikitang tumaba ako. invisible para di mo ko utusan. invisible para astig. ayoko maging invisible. ayoko kasi di mo na ko mapapansin. ayoko kasi di mo makikitang sexy at yummy na ako. ayoko kasi hindi pa ko invisible pero ganito na, panu pa kaya.

Gusto ko kumanta. Yung kantang wholesome at nakaka elibs. Yung kantang tataas ang balahibo mo sa batok. yung kantang sisikat ako sa youtube, yung kantang kukunin din ako ni oprah. yung kantang mamamangha ka at magiging crush mo ko tapos maaalala mong "ay shit, lalaki nga pala sya". Yung kantang papaulit ulitin mo. Yung kantang kakantahin ko para kausapin mo ko.

Gusto kong pumatay, gusto kitang patayin dahil badtrip ka, gusto kong pumatay para eksena, gusto kong pumatay ala Lara Croft o kaya Kill Bill. PAK!

Gusto ko maging sexy, yung sexy para belong. yung sexy para stand out. Yung sexy para hindi tau number 10. yung sexy para hindi tayo chopsticks. Yung sexy para magtagal pa ko.

Gusto ko mag resign. Gusto mag resign na ayoko. Gustong magresign para taasan ang sweldo ko. gusto kong mag resign kasi tinatamad na ko. Gusto ko mag resign kasi badtrip ang may boss. Gusto ko mag resign kasi andaming panget sa office. Kaso lang ayoko din. ayoko kasi hindi pwede. ayoko kasi quitter yung ganun. ayoko mag resign kasi ayoko mag networking na lang. ayoko magresign kasi wala akong half a million. :)

Gusto ko pang mabuhay ng matagal. mabuhay ng matagal pero hindi over. gusto ko mabuhay ng matagal kasi madami pa kong bibilhin. Kasi madami pa kong syosyotain at titikman. Matagal kasi marami pa kong reresbakan. Hindi naman over kasi ayoko din tumanda. eww kasi yun.

Gusto kong magpatawad. Gusto kong magpatawad pero parang wag na lang. Gusto ko kasi, stressful din ang maraming kaaway. gusto ko kasi nakakapagod mag isip ng diabolical plan. Gusto ko kasi baka ako naman ang hindi patawarin ng Diyos sa mga chever ko. Pero Wag na lang kasi, nakaka badtrip ka pa din. Wag na lang kasi jejemon ka pa din. wag na lang kasi nakakatawa pa rin naman talaga ang english mo. Parang Joke palagi.

Gusto kong kumain.  Gusto kong kumain ng exotic. Ng matigas. ng malambot. yung yummy. Yung medyo madumi. ng mabango. ng mabaho. Yung sobrang laki na di ko maubos. Yung maliit na nakakabitin. Yung cute o kaya yung nakakatakot. Gusto kong kumain. Gusto kong kumain ng wholesome na pagkain. hindi yung nasa isip mo.

oh ikaw, kung ikaw ang masusunod. Ano naman ang gusto mo?

basta ako, gusto kong kumain kasi gutom na ko. Ilang araw na din akong naka diet. kumakain ng bitin na pagkain. ng matabang na pagkain.

hay... malamang gutom lang ang lahat ng to.